At first glance, Han Feng saw a tall, muscular young man with a slightly dark complexion. His facial features were somewhat similar to Han Feng's, and he should have had a childish face.
We haven't seen each other for just over half a year, but our immaturity has faded away, and we have become a bit more mature and mature.
The two were more than ten steps apart, and the moment their eyes met, the young man couldn't help but tremble all over, and immediately strode forward.
When he reached Han Feng, the young man stopped and looked at the tall and heroic figure in front of him, like a spear soaring into the sky.
The young man couldn't help but his eyes trembled and his throat became a little choked.
"elder brother……!"
This cry was actually accompanied by a hint of trembling.
When Han Feng heard this call, he looked at the young man in front of him who had an increasingly stable temperament.
He couldn't help but his eyes trembled slightly, looking at the other party's reddish eyes, but Han Feng curled up the corner of his mouth and grinned.
"Why, the dignified Han family chief is crying in front of so many people?"
Hearing this, Han Lei was stunned, then reached out and rubbed his eyes, but he defended stubbornly.
"Who are you crying? It's windy today and sand got into your eyes!"
The two brothers looked at each other and showed a tacit smile.
Immediately, Han Feng took the initiative to step forward, gave Han Lei a big hug, and whispered in his ear.
"Xiao Lei, thank you for your hard work during my brother's absence!"
When Han Lei heard this, his body shook violently again, and his eyes, which had returned to normal, turned red again, but he was restrained from crying!
Because now he is not only a man, but also the head of the Han family!
"It's not hard! Compared to the hardships my brother endured at Tiannan College, I enjoy the blessings at home!" Han Lei replied pretending to be relaxed.
Han Feng also smiled lightly when he heard this, but he felt quite distressed in his heart.
Han Lei is only sixteen years old now, and other teenagers of the same age are still under the protection of the family and are self-willed without any scruples.
But Han Lei took on the responsibility of the family early and was forced to become mature and perseverant...
How could Han Feng not know how much suffering he suffered and how much pressure he was under during this process.
However, the brothers did not need to say anything. A look and a greeting were enough, because they already understood each other.
The two brothers had just finished hugging each other, when Han Feng suddenly felt the fragrance coming from the tip of his nose, and his arms were hugged by a pretty and soft body.
A girl in a purple dress with facial features as delicate as white porcelain and a graceful figure had already grabbed Han Feng's arm and shouted happily.
"Master, you are finally back. I miss you so much!"
Listening to the soft and delicate voice in his ears, Han Feng couldn't help but smile fondly.
Nowadays, who is still used to calling herself the head of the family, and who has such a "soft and cute" voice, besides the little Loli Bing'er.
Han Feng couldn't help but sigh in his heart when he saw Xiao Nizi's pretty face raised when she put her arms around him.
Among everyone, the one who has changed the least is probably Bing'er, who is still so innocent, charming and charming.
However, when he felt Xiao Nizi hugging him tightly, soft waves coming from his arms from time to time, Han Feng was slightly startled, and then he couldn't help but shake his head with emotion.
After being away from home for half a year, the "little loli" has actually grown into a "big loli".
In front of the Viscount's Mansion, Han Feng met his family and saw many familiar faces.
Except for the many members of the Han family who followed him and Han Yunshan and broke with the main line of the family.
There are also many familiar faces in the Zhou family, including Yunmei's biological mother, Mrs. Liu, the aunt of the Zhou family, "Hua Miaofeng", and the second young lady of the Zhou family, "Zhou Qiaoyun".
Compared with when Han Feng was a door-to-door son-in-law in the Zhou family, Hua Miaofeng and Zhou Qiaoyun treated him badly.
Nowadays, when the mother and daughter see Han Feng, their attitude is much more "affectionate and gentle".
Hua Miaofeng kept saying "good son-in-law", and looked at Han Feng more closely than looking at her own son. Zhou Qiaoyun kept calling "brother-in-law", and his voice was so sweet that he almost got sick of it.
Han Feng was naturally aware of the change in their attitudes, but he did not argue with them too much.
Today, he no longer understands some of the grudges from back then.
While chatting and laughing with his family, Han Feng's eyes subconsciously scanned the crowd, seeming to be looking for something.
Suddenly, behind the crowd, a figure hurriedly walked out of the crowd.
The next moment, a figure that Han Feng had been thinking about for a long time appeared in front of him.
The person who came had high-knotted temples, jade rings in her ears, a water-blue smoky skirt, and a light veil. Her skin was as fat as orchid. She folded her slender waist and took a slight step, showing her bright wrists in the gauze.
Her eyes are full of spring water, her eyes are full of clear waves, her jade is fragrant and tender, and her dimples are more beautiful than flowers. Her fingers are like peeled onions, and her mouth is full of vermilion. Every frown and every smile touches the heart and soul. She really has the appearance of conquering the country.
The woman, lightly applying pink and white on her face, hurried from behind the crowd. She stopped slightly to rest, regardless of her breathing, and her eyes swept over the crowd.
In just an instant, the face of a tall, handsome young man with a somewhat worldly temperament was fixed in the center of the crowd.
The woman looked at the young man intently, her beautiful eyes trembling, and the light in her eyes suddenly rippled violently.
At this moment, it seemed as if everything in the world had disappeared, and he was the only one in her eyes!
When Han Feng saw this figure, his eyes suddenly brightened, and he also showed a bright smile that he had been looking forward to for a long time.
"Yunmei!"
A gentle call completely aroused the woman's longing that had been accumulated for a long time and surged like a tide.
Finally, Zhou Yunmei held the skirt at her feet, ran to Han Feng desperately and threw herself into his arms.
"Ms. sir!"
Zhou Yunmei's voice was very soft and trembling slightly, as if she was afraid that all this was just a wonderful dream.
But she held Han Feng's hand very hard, as if as soon as she let go, the figure she thought about day and night would disappear from her eyes.
A call, a hug, and the gradually seeping moisture on his shoulders made Han Feng feel Yunmei's deep longing and concern for him.
For a moment, he couldn't help but hugged the soft and tender woman in his arms tightly.
What more could a husband ask for when he has a perfect wife who loves, cares and misses him so deeply?
The couple hugged each other tightly, as if they were confiding their thoughts to each other.
"Ahem...!"
At this time, Zhou Dafu, who was standing aside, finally couldn't help coughing lightly, with a look of disgust on his face.
"Hey... it turns out that girls are outgoing. Your father and I almost lost our lives, but my daughter only sees her husband."
As soon as these words came out, Zhou Yunmei, who was hugging Han Feng tightly, sobbing slightly as the little bird cuddled up in his arms, couldn't help but stagnate slightly.
Immediately she raised her head slightly, and then she realized that the surrounding clan members of the Zhou and Han families were watching him and Han Feng embracing each other in public.
"ah……"
In an instant, Zhou Yunmei's fair and tender face turned red with embarrassment.
Like a frightened "little rabbit", it jumped out of Han Feng's arms and hurriedly wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with a handkerchief.
Looking at Han Feng who was smiling secretly and winking at her opposite, Zhou Yunmei gave him a shy look.
Then I saw that my father, Zhou Dafu, was covered in blood and had a bandage hanging on one hand, looking like a seriously injured person.
Zhou Yunmei suddenly showed concern.
"Dad...you...what's wrong with you? My daughter didn't see you here just now. How...how are you doing now?"
After hearing Zhou Yunmei's words of concern, Zhou Dafu suddenly felt even more "heartbroken".
But he still showed a smile at this moment.
"Forget it, I can't keep my daughter in college. Fortunately, you found a good son-in-law for me. I have taken the elixir of a good son-in-law, and my injuries are no longer serious.
Okay, everyone, please don't crowd outside this door. Today, the chef of my Zhou family has prepared a sumptuous dinner in the Viscount's Mansion to honor my virtuous son-in-law! "
As soon as he heard "a sumptuous dinner", a silver light suddenly flashed in front of the gate of the Viscount's Mansion, and a huge figure rushed out from inside.
Everyone saw a giant wolf covered with silver hair, more than two feet long and as high as the door plaque. It stood majestically at the gate, raised its head and let out a wolf howl.
It seems to be shouting, you guys hurry up and start the feast, this Wolf King is already starving.
However, when the wolf king's gaze touched Han Feng standing outside the gate, his wolf eyes suddenly widened. He whined, and in a flash, he turned into a strong wind and rushed towards Han Feng.
The silver wolf's huge body pounced on Han Feng, stretched out his big wet tongue, and licked Han Feng's face, letting out bursts of excited moans, as if even his favorite banquet no longer smelled good at this moment.
Seeing Erha's enthusiastic look, Han Feng opened the guy's big mouth and stretched out his hand to rub its head vigorously. He was in a good mood.
"Let's go home first!"
Immediately, Han Feng and Zhou Yunmei were side by side, and the two of them were wagging their tails in circles. Surrounded by family members, they entered the house happily and harmoniously...
