My ex-girlfriend thought I was poor, so I made 100 million by betting on stones.

"Walk the stairs carefully!"

Yang Feng knocked her head angrily.

After this young lady became an ancient warrior, she thought about showing off every day.

Instead of using the stairs, he just jumps up and down for no reason.

If you don’t know, you might think it’s some kind of atavism.

Zhao Zhuwei laughed and said, "Got it."

She trotted upstairs.

Yang Feng was also helpless.

After he packed up his things, he checked the water, electricity and gas supplies in the house.

After making sure there were no hidden dangers, he walked back to the hall.

There were light footsteps outside.

Look towards the door.

At this time, Lin Xue was carrying a bag of things and walking towards it.

Haven't seen you for more than half a year.

When he saw Lin Xue again, Yang Feng immediately felt a sense of familiarity.

Lin Xue was as calm and indifferent as ever, and said, "I heard that you seemed to have done something big."

"Well, it is."

"But the river doesn't seem to be dead?"

Lin Xue is confirming with Yang Feng.

Yang Feng nodded and said, "You heard it from Senior Youlian, right?"

"Well, we heard about it when we were in the mountains."

"It seems that he is indeed not dead."

Yang Feng was helpless and said, "It's not so easy for someone like him to die."

"Ah."

Lin Xue looked at Yang Feng.

She seemed to be thinking about something.

Yang Feng took a deep breath and said, "By the way, I heard that you seemed to have been expelled from the sect. Is that true?"

"Senior Youlian didn't tell me that I was her disciple. She just told me to come back and rest. She didn't tell me any details."

Lin Xue shook her head.

She was also very confused about this matter.

However, Yang Feng discovered that Lin Xue was surging with extremely cold spiritual power at this moment.

This kind of spiritual power is different from ordinary ones.

You have to know that even someone like Murong Wan, who is so good at using ice-based martial arts, would not have such special spiritual power.

Yang Feng was a little confused.

Lin Xue didn't elaborate, but just glanced around and said, "By the way, where's Zhu Wei? I brought her a gift this time."

"Upstairs packing up."

As he spoke, Zhao Zhuwei was upstairs preparing to come down.

As soon as she saw Lin Xue, she immediately became much more excited, jumped down from the top again, and said happily: "Sister Xue!"

"Zhu Wei."

"Hehe, Sister Xue, why are you back? I heard that you don't have to go out this time, right?"

There was anticipation in Zhao Zhuwei's eyes.

However, at this time, she also sensed the spiritual power surging in Lin Xue.

"Eh? Sister Xue, you... you're back after completing your studies!"

Zhao Zhuwei's excited expression.

Lin Xue was a little surprised and asked, "Why, you..."

She didn't expect that after she left, Zhao Zhuwei would also become an ancient warrior.

Zhao Zhuwei had a smug look on her face and said, "Hey, I'm really awesome now. Sister Xue, let me tell you, I..."

"Come on, stop bragging. Your little spiritual power is far inferior to hers."

Yang Feng shook his head helplessly.

Zhao Zhuwei is clearly a young and inexperienced person who is not afraid of tigers.

Although Yang Feng had not seen Lin Xue take action, he could tell by feeling that Lin Xue's power at this time had far surpassed that of an ordinary celestial being.

But Yang Feng didn’t know how she did it.

Moreover, this special spiritual power is definitely not simple.

The group finally met each other, and just in time for the third day of the New Year, they drove home together.

As the car headed towards home.

Yang Feng can finally go home for the New Year.

On the highway.

A car is running wildly.

As long as there is no speed meter, Yang Feng will drive at the fastest speed.

Not until evening.

The car has arrived at Donghe Town.

It’s already Chinese New Year.

The entire Donghe Town became even more lively.

These are not only people returning home, but also many people who plan to work here during the Chinese New Year.

But the amazing thing is.

With the efforts of the past year.

The road, which should have been jammed with traffic, was now much smoother.

After all, the current Donghe Town, whether it is roads or infrastructure, is planned according to the standards of a big city.

As the car drove into the yard of the house.

Home at this time.

Yang Qiaolan's family, who were neighbors, were talking to Yang Andian and Hu Fengying at this time.

Seeing Yang Feng’s car coming back, a group of people immediately ran out.

As soon as Yang Feng got off the car, his feet were covered with firecracker debris.

It can be seen that my family must have set off a lot of firecrackers during the Chinese New Year.

In fact, Yang Feng doesn’t like these, but there are indeed some special traditions in this village.

For example, neighbors sometimes like to compete to see who can set off more firecrackers to show that they are richer.

Yang Feng has never liked the tradition of setting off firecrackers, but as long as someone is happy about it, he doesn't care.

However, the news of Yang Feng's return to the village leaked out very quickly.

Many people came to the house to say hello while it was still early.

Yang Feng was used to it, and when he got home he had to deal with these people first.

It’s the New Year and everything is so joyful.

Yang Feng stayed at home for a few more days.

In addition to spending time with my parents, I also go out for a walk and take in the scenery here.

As the New Year holiday gradually passed, Donghe Town, like many cities, had begun to return to their jobs.

Today's Donghe Town still retains some of its original colors.

But many places have become more like cities.

Just like on the seventh day of the Lunar New Year.

After Yang Feng went to the street, he found that there were even more people here than during the previous Chinese New Year.

I guess many people work here, and now is the time for them to go back to the city.

And for them, Donghe Town is the city today.

The seventh day of the lunar month.

Yang Feng’s Donghe Investment Company has not yet resumed work.

However, Yang Feng still walked downstairs to his office building out of habit.

There is flat land at the entrance and some flower beds.

Yang Feng stopped beside the flower bed and happened to see a familiar figure at the door - Luo Junqing.

Luo Junqing seemed to have seen Yang Feng at this time, and immediately laughed and said, "Mr. Yang, you're back."

"Why are you back so early? Didn't I specifically tell you to take a longer annual leave?"

Yang Feng asked.

Luo Junqing smiled and said, "It's just that there's nothing to do at home, so I came back early. There are still many projects after the Chinese New Year. This year may be the year when we start to take shape. I..."

"Alright, alright, no need to explain further. I happen to be here too, so why don't we go for a walk together?"

Yang Feng asked.

Luo Junqing smiled and said, "Then I'll walk with you."

"You don't have to be so polite to me. I think there is still some New Year atmosphere in Donghe Town. Let's just take a walk."

Yang Feng looked around and said, "By the way, why don't we go take a look near the artificial lake?"

"I think it's okay. Although there's no store over there yet, there are already people setting up stalls and selling things nearby."

Luo Junqing is very clear about the developments in the vicinity.

But Yang Feng felt that his speech was a little unnatural, as if he was hiding something.