The white moonlight gl

The main residence of the Feng family is on a hillside on the outskirts of the imperial capital.

Covering a large area, the ancient buildings with a sense of age are combined with the mountains and forests. From a distance, it looks like a mansion of an ancient noble family.

The back garden is like a big park today.

Although Mo Rantong knew that Feng Qingshui's family background was great, he was still shocked to see such a huge ancient building complex with his own eyes.

"It looks broken."

Thinking that Mo Rantong felt that the main house of Feng's family was too quaint and completely different from what he had imagined, Feng Qingshui snorted softly and said, "I also think that in what age you still live in such a dingy place that even a sweeping robot can't handle it." It’s not easy to clean a house that often goes on strike, so that old-fashioned grandfather likes it.”

Feng Qingshui said the old antique three words softly, but Mo Rantong still heard it.

His face twitched fiercely, and Mo Rantong glanced at Feng Qingshui inexplicably, and had a new understanding of Feng Qingshui's position in Feng's family.

From seeing the buildings to the parking lot of Feng’s house, Han Wei drove for more than ten minutes. Mo Rantong followed Feng Qing into the car and looked at the various limited-edition vehicles around him. Neither will leave.

"Ok?"

Sensitively aware of something wrong with Mo Rantong, Feng Qingshui frowned, and sneered mercilessly: "Are you scared? Is it so useless?"

Even on a sunny day, Feng Qingshui couldn't resist the biting cold wind, so Feng Qingshui put her hand in the pocket of her coat, glanced at the number of cars, and got a rough idea of ​​how many people came: "You can leave now if you regret it? "

"I don't regret it."

Mo Rantong immediately straightened up after saying a few words, and she stared at Feng Qingshui brightly, as if she was encouraging herself and as if she was promising Feng Qingshui: "No matter what, I will be with you, Nobody can stop it."

"Oh, the momentum is good, keep it up."

The bright red waist-length hair was lazily loose, and was blown by the wind, giving it a messy and loose beauty. Feng Qingshui pinned the mischievous strands of hair that fell on her cheeks behind her ears, a pair of bright peach blossom eyes smiled slightly, Youyou said: "Come with me."

As for Han Wei, he knew where he should go.

Stepping on the bluestone slabs, crossing gardens, verandahs, rockery, ponds, bamboo forests and other places, Mo Rantong was always one step behind Feng Qingshui, feeling extremely nervous.

"Qing, Qingqing."

For a moment, Mo Rantong was so frightened that his hands were empty that he immediately grabbed Feng Qingshui's clothes, feeling like a big fool.

"I, I didn't bring a present."

Feng Qingshui: "..."

Rao is as thick-skinned as Feng Qingshui, and they all feel that it is not good for Mo Rantong not to bring something on this occasion.

Just like her, if she went to Mo Rantong's house for the first time, even if she had no feelings for Mo Rantong's family, she would buy a lot of gifts to calm them down, so that they would not dare to underestimate her, accuse her of faults, and think that she mean.

However, Feng Qingshui can quite understand Mo Rantong.

This person really likes her, is obsessed with her, and admires her so much. When he heard that she was going to take her to see her parents, this person only cared about being happy and excited. Both of them are responsible.

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As a late stage of secondary illness, Feng Qingshui would never admit that she was wrong, so after a short silence, she said confidently, "What gift to bring? We are juniors, and the elders should give us gifts."

That's right, that's it.

Firming such thoughts in her heart, Feng Qingshui's voice became louder: "Besides, they don't like what you buy now, so you should buy it later. When you get to know grandpa well and know his preferences, then repair."

Mo Rantong: "..."

Mo Rantong really wanted to tell Feng Qingshui, when is this time, you don't want to suffer from the second-year illness again, okay, you are the little princess of the Feng family, so of course it doesn't matter if you say this or do this, anyway, no one will talk to you She cares about it, but for her, she will be miserable, but now you can't go back and buy again, so, taking a deep breath and forced a smile, Mo Rantong turned pale and nodded.

"Qingqing is right."

Anyway, she won't let go, she doesn't believe that the Feng family can eat her.

With the determination to go to death, Mo Rantong stood shoulder to shoulder with Feng Qingshui with a resolute face. After about five or six minutes, they entered a large hall. There were many people in it. There should be dozens of people at a glance. People of different genders and ages, standing and sitting, seem to have a clear hierarchy, Mo Rantong: "..."

Feng Qingshui was not surprised by this kind of battle. She looked normal and greeted the old man sitting on top with a smile: "Grandpa."

Looking at the direction of the old man's lower right: "Dad, Mom, Brother."

Then I called Uncle, Uncle, Second Uncle, Uncle, Uncle, Aunt, Aunt, Uncle... Except for the peers and juniors, Feng Qingshui called all the elders present. Remember who is who, but in the middle, she is completely confused.

The hall was quiet, the elders sat on both sides, while the juniors stood behind their elders.

They looked at Feng Qingshui and Mo Rantong. Of course, the focus was on Mo Rantong. Their eyes were full of exploration and examination, as if they wanted to see through Mo Rantong's soul.

Some of the younger ones couldn't help whispering.

Mo Rantong's scalp was numb from the eyes of everyone.

On the side, Feng Qingshui shouted a circle, then took Mo Rantong's hand fiercely, interlocking her fingers, smiling brightly, and sweetly said to everyone: "This is Tongtong, my brother should tell You guys, NO.15 next month, we are engaged, have you all prepared your red envelopes?"

Sharp-eyed noticed that her grandfather's beard moved, as if he was going to get angry, Feng Qingshui immediately said with a smile: "Grandpa, this is the first time Tongtong sees you. As her girlfriend, can I ask you for a gift for her?"

"I remember that when my cousin and sister-in-law came to see you for the first time, you gave her an ancestral jade bracelet. It was beautiful, but I didn't even have it."

Grandpa Feng: "..."

other people:"……"

The cousin and sister-in-law who were forced to be pulled out as walls: "..."

No, don't talk nonsense, don't think that they don't know, as the most favored one in the family, she doesn't have anything, Feng Qingshui has always been the only one who doesn't want anything from the Feng family, okay?

Father Feng, mother Feng, brother Feng are very embarrassed, they are not as thick-skinned as Feng Qingshui, and at this moment, they are a little uneasy under the jokes, speechless, or meaningful gazes of relatives around them.

Everyone was waiting for Grandpa Feng to express his attitude.

Grandpa Feng: "..."

Grandpa Feng had a panoramic view of the expressions of the people below. To be honest, in his heart, he actually didn't want to give Mo Rantong a good look at the girl who stole his grandson, but the grandson has said so, and he can make his grandson look good. Sun disappointed, let the good grandson lose face in front of this big family?

So, with a small snort, Grandpa Feng stroked his beard, and said to Mo Rantong quite lovingly.

"What girl Mo wants, don't be polite to grandpa, just say it."

grandfather?

Is this Grandpa Feng's acknowledgment of her identity?

The huge surprise made Mo Rantong's cheeks rosy, as if she had applied rouge. She glanced at Feng Qingshui, saw him nodding, and then said softly: "Grandpa, Qingqing likes beautiful jade bracelets, so I want one as a gift." give her."

Yo, the little girl is quite good at talking, and her mouth is quite sweet?

Everyone present knew that Grandpa Feng valued Feng Qingshui the most, and as expected, when he heard what Mo Rantong said, the smile on Grandpa Feng's face suddenly became more sincere: "Okay, okay."

Three good words in a row made Feng Qingye, who had been nervous by the side, breathe a sigh of relief, and Mo Rantong did the same.

And just when Mo Rantong thought that she had already passed most of this level, the people who had already received Grandpa Feng's order to play the white face began to ask questions one by one.

That's right, Grandpa Feng already knew that he couldn't hold back Feng Qingshui, so he sent out the task of Nan Moran.

The uncle of the Feng family was wiping his sweat, and said cheerfully, "Xiao Mo, right? What do you like about Feng girl?"

Second Uncle: "Isn't it because of Qingqing's worth?"

Aunt: "To be honest, I, as an aunt, don't like you two."

Uncle: "There is a big gap between you."

Aunt: "What can you bring to Qingqing? Money? Profit? You mean love? Little girl, I didn't mean to target you on purpose. Love can't be eaten as food. Qingqing spends a lot of money and has a temper that is spoiled by others." Arrogant, bah, proud, are you sure you can support her without relying on Feng's family?"

Feng Qingshui: "..."

Why does aunt's words become more awkward the more she hears them?

Looking into Feng Qingshui's smiling eyes, the aunt was taken aback and quickly added: "Of course, Miss Qing is not short of money, even if she is married, she is still a member of the Feng family, I just think you earn less money, yes, that's it! "

Uncle: "Aren't you afraid that others will say that you are a softie?"

Uncle: "Does your family agree with you being with Qingqing? I've read your information. The folk customs in your place are very conservative. You should accept Qingqing as a husband. If your family doesn't like Qingqing, target, Embarrass Qingqing, let Qingqing be wronged, which side will you stand on?"

...

The sharp questions made Mo Rantong a little overwhelmed.

However, even if it was difficult to answer, Mo Rantong still worked hard to express his heart, even if the answer was not good, it was not a standard answer.

In the end, it was Grandpa Feng who took away Feng Qingshui and Mo Rantong, and the interview was over.

In autumn, the ground is full of fallen leaves. In a gazebo in the courtyard, Grandpa Feng looked at Feng Qingshui who was puffing up, and laughed at her: "Are you angry because of your aunt's words?"

"Hmph, it's as if once I get married, I will become an outsider of Feng's family and need someone else to support me. Besides, can I still afford to support myself?"

The three of them sat down around the stone table. Feng Qingshui pouted her mouth, looking very childish. On the side, the old butler of the Feng family brought a hand warmer to Grandpa Feng, and said: "Miss will always be the eldest of the Feng family." .”

Grandpa Feng nodded, paused, and said again: "If you become the Patriarch, this kind of thing won't happen, and then no one will dare to disobey you."

Feng Qingshui: "..."

Mo Rantong: "..."

She/Qingqing is the head of the family, does grandpa want the Feng family to go bankrupt?

Even Feng Chui Ru Mo Rantong felt that Grandpa Feng's heart was really big.

...

After talking with Grandpa Feng, Feng Qingshui and Mo Rantong did not go back immediately, but stayed in the house, and the others did the same.

After all, so many people gathered, everyone wanted to finish their meal before leaving.

During this period, Mo Rantong had a deep understanding of Feng Qingshui's status among the younger generation of the Feng family. The so-called King of the Mountain was not groundless. God knows that Mo Rantong saw four or five eight or nine-year-old children holding up flagpoles and screaming at him. When charging behind Feng Qingshui, chasing those big children and Feng Qingye, she was very speechless and wanted to cover her eyes as if she hadn't seen anything.

However, except for her, everyone present was very conniving, as if she, the only normal person, was the real weirdo.

Mo Rantong: "..."

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