Doom Talisman

Feng Yao found that whenever his little Jing'er casually said something poignant, he could always tease him to death.

It's obviously not too lingering, but just listening to it is comforting, and it can make people bloom a flower from the bottom of their hearts.

Not long after he was brilliant, people came back one after another.

The smell of the food floated far away, and people from several buildings away glanced at it.He Feng walked around the table full of dishes and cheered happily: "What a good day today, brother! Can you talk to celebrate Dabai?"

Last night, he was the one who chattered and chattered with Gouzi until midnight, and I don't know if he dozed off during class today.

"No." Feng Yao put away his expression, picked a duck head from a plate for him, and said: "Go and play first."

Holding a stingy copy in his hand, He Feng couldn't help rolling his eyes, poked his head and asked He Jing again, with a persevering look: "Brother, what's the big deal today?"

Feng Yao also gave him the chicken wings, and took the conversation away: "No. Go play with yours."

With the duck's head in his mouth, He Feng was so curious that he dawdled for a while and finally returned to his room.Now the house is big, and everyone has their own little room.

He Jing half-raised his eyebrows, followed the man's wishes without saying a word, just like an unkind brother.

He entered the bedroom and opened the cabinet inside, took out a bottle of wine, and handed it to Feng Yao.

Feng Yao recognized it at a glance: "It's spirit snake wine."

"Well, made from the one you hunted."

Inside the transparent bottle, the color of the wine gradually darkened from top to bottom, and as he shook it, it was evenly stirred in the flow, turning into a fresh light green.

"Has the month been filled enough?"

"I reduced the amount of medicine in this wine bottle. The snake gallbladder and medicine fruit are almost fused together. It's just right to drink at this time." He Jing took out small wine glasses from the space and placed them on every seat.

Today's various behaviors are enough to show that he attaches great importance to this day.

Feng Yao couldn't help feeling warm and soft in his heart.He gestured to the wine bottle in his hand, and asked with a smile, "Is this for my courage?"

He Jing blinked: "I gave it to you, naturally you can do whatever you want."

When everyone came back and sat down at the table, Feng Yao stood up, tall and tall, especially eye-catching. The first thing he did was to turn around and fill up Father He's wine cup, with a sincere attitude and a respectful tone:

"Uncle, I offer you a toast."

He Zhongzhe half-raised his glass, and sat as firmly as Mount Tai, without any intention of drinking, and did not look at Feng Yao, but seemed to be in a pure daze.

The rest of the audience had doubts for a moment.Not only the delicious food and wine for this big table, but also the unexpected toast.

Feng Yao maintained a slightly bowed posture, holding the wine glass firmly with both hands, letting time pass by.

Feng Yao sat next to He Jing, and He Zhongzhe was on the other side.At this time, the two stood and sat one by one, one toasted, the other refused to drink, and said nothing, which meant a bit of a stalemate.

Liang Rui sat on the other side of He Zhongzhe. She looked around, pursed her lips, and said nothing.Even when He Feng opened his mouth to speak, she stopped him with his eyes.

He Jing gently shook the liquid in his wine glass, took a sip without looking sideways.

This weird stalemate lasted for half a minute, maybe longer.Feng Yao only looks firm, but he doesn't have that much confidence in his heart.

After all, he was a precious son raised by someone else's family who had worked so hard since he was a child, so he could easily abduct him with just a glass of wine.The more he thought about it, the more he felt that he was the unreasonable party.If the old man wanted to vent his anger, he would not be wronged even if he was doused with wine.

It's just a pity that this bottle of wine is a pity.

But even if you get hit all over your face with a wine bottle, you don't have to lose your face, but your daughter-in-law absolutely cannot.The old man wanted to vent his anger on him, and he could accept him after venting his anger, so naturally it was okay to torment him in any way.

Thinking about it this way, a bottle of Spirit Snake Wine would not be a pity.

If he wants to have it in the future, he can continue to search for materials, and he can find them no matter what.

Feng Yao was born with a cold face, if he really wanted to please his elders, his brows were clear, it would only make people think he was a humble and reasonable handsome guy.

He Zhongzhe finally raised his eyes slowly, and drank the spiritual wine in his cup.

While carefully looking at Feng Yao from top to bottom, without concealing the slightest scrutiny in his eyes, he said: "Good wine."

He Jing seemed to be unaware of anything, and explained to him: "This is spirit wine made from the snake gall that brother Yao hunted, Dad, you drink a small cup every day, it will replenish energy and relieve fatigue, and you will live younger and younger. "

He Zhongzhe subconsciously asked: "The more you live, the younger you are?"

He Jing: "That's right."

"I'm old." He Zhongzhe lowered his head and waved his hands, "You, how can you coax me with..."

No one could understand the words omitted in the middle, but He Jing knew that it was a person who passed away many years ago.

"dad……"

"The wine is not too strong, why am I drunk?" He Zhongzhe stood up, slightly unsteady, "I'm drunk and sleepy, go back to the room first, you guys eat."

He Jing walked over to help him: "Dad, I'll help you."

He Zhongzhe glanced at him, there was complexity and confusion in that glance: "Okay."

He Jing tightly grasped his father's arm.

After walking a few steps, He Zhongzhe turned his head again. At this time, his eyes were a little blurred: "Feng Yao, come together, I'm really dizzy."

Feng Yao has been paying attention to this side. Hearing this, he immediately came over and took He Zhongzhe's other arm: "Uncle, slow down."

He Zhongzhe's room was on the second floor, and the three of them walked up the steps slowly.

Sending the person into the room, taking off his shoes and socks, and covering him with a quilt, He Jing was in a state of mind, and said softly: "My dad doesn't drink very well, let him rest, let's go."

The two were about to leave when Father He half got up and said something in a hoarse voice.Those words came to the ears of the two clearly:

"I have nothing to worry about when you are together. Really, there is nothing to worry about. In the years since He Jing's mother left, I have actually failed as a father, so you all have to be well."

He was indeed very drunk, and after he finished speaking, there was no trace of clarity in his eyes, and he quickly lay down and fell into a deep sleep.

He Jing's eyes were moist because of these words, Feng Yao was also moved.

"Let's go." He Jing said, "My dad agrees." The result was the result he had foreseen, but the process was unexpected.

To be honest, he was the one who took advantage of his father's weakness.

"Well, I'll go downstairs and pick out some dishes, and when my uncle is hungry, I'll warm them up for him." Feng Yao closed the door and hugged his lover at the corner, not only a kind of kiss, but also comforting , "From now on, I will treat your dad as my own dad. Thinking about it this way, it's good to have an extra dad."

He Jing hugged him tightly, and suddenly buried his head deeply in the man's arms, and the voice of answer came out muffled.

Feng Yao knew how depressed he was, so he hugged him tightly, rubbed and rubbed him, sometimes patted his back, and sometimes kissed the top of his head.Wordless comfort.

His little Jing'er is now able to completely open up to himself, sharing all his joys, sorrows and joys.Fortunately, at the same time, I can't help but feel distressed.

Father He said that he was an incompetent father because he had a guilty conscience and could no longer make amends.

But he won't.

He swore that he would never disappoint He Jing in this life.

He Jing quickly pulled himself out of his emotions. When the two separated, there was no abnormality on his face: "The dishes are getting cold, let's go down."

Feng Yao: "Yes."

As he walked down the steps, a figure sitting on the dining table drooling over the stewed prawns appeared in his vision, so he added to the boy beside him: "I'm not bad for your brother." Yes. Look short, and bring back some big bones tomorrow to make soup for him."

The dark clouds in He Jing's heart dissipated, and soft and warm light penetrated.

As for what happened, Lao Zhang and Shi Jie were in the dark.Seeing the two of them coming down, Liang Rui hurriedly told them to sit down and eat quickly without saying anything else, and went up to have a look, if they were very drunk, she would make a bowl of hangover soup.

While people were eating, a certain big dog approached slowly dragging the food bowl, and then put the bowl in a corner of the hall, its behavior was more elegant and dignified than before.

At this time, it sat on the ground and expressed its appeal without hesitation: "It's so fragrant, I want some too."

Its words are neither high nor low, just at the level that everyone can hear clearly, so it can't pretend to be deaf vaguely.

The base will distribute dog food and canned dog food to Alien Beast, but obviously it can't satisfy this big dog who can only speak people's words.

It feels that if it can speak, it should be treated a little differently.At least for the insiders, at least share the delicious food on the table.

He Feng discussed with him: "Would you like salted fish?"

"Fish? Yes."

As a result, half of the stewed fish in sauce that Feng Yao had touched during cooking had entered Da Quan's stomach.

Feng Yao suddenly felt that this younger brother was not very cute.

But the next moment, he saw a small hand holding a large chopsticks of beef tenderloin with tomato sauce.He Feng pretended to be a good boy, and borrowed flowers to offer Buddha: "Brother Feng Yao, don't just drink alcohol and eat vegetables. Don't be like my father, drink away."

Lao Zhang drank half a cup, his face was already a little red: "Yes, the child is right, eat more vegetables, you young people eat more, it's too hard."

Shi Jie only drank a little wine and was more vegetarian.

Feng Yao smiled: "Okay. I'm so happy."

He Feng quickly seized the opportunity to ask: "What is it for?" Then he saw Liang Rui who came downstairs after delivering the hangover soup, so he shrank his head.

Feng Yao was about to skip this topic, when He Jing smiled slightly and announced directly: "The person we are talking to has passed the Ming road, we should be happy together."

As soon as this sentence fell to the ground, except for Dabai who had witnessed some scenes with his own eyes, no one present could handle such a large amount of information for a while.

After a while, He Feng asked doubtfully, "Who are they?"

He Jing cleared his doubts and got closer to Feng Yao: "We."

So, sometimes Feng Yao really loves He Jing's straightforwardness and frankness.A person who is usually indifferent on weekdays is like a thunderbolt when he opens his mouth.It made his heart tremble.

Falling in love with homosexuals is nothing new before the apocalypse, let alone discrimination in the apocalypse.

Even Lao Zhang, the oldest present here, nodded after digesting for a while, and commented "good match".

Shi Jie said that she used to have same-sex friends in pairs, and she has not changed her original intentions for many years. Apart from blessings, she is still blessings.

Feng Yao likes to hear this.

After being shocked, He Feng accepted it very naturally. The reason was: "Then I won't have two very powerful brothers in the future!"

Feng Yao raised his eyebrows lightly: "As your master, don't slack off in cultivation."

He Feng died.

Liang Rui was afraid that all of them would not be able to bear the alcohol, so she cooked a pot of hangover soup, brought two bowls of warm soup, and handed it to He Jing and Feng Yao.

She has always been a gentle and meticulous woman: "Xiao Jing, I see that you have had more than two drinks, your drinking capacity is inherited from your father, Lao He has regressed a lot now, don't hurt your stomach. "

Feng Yao turned around and saw that someone poured wine again while he was not paying attention.The reaction was half a beat slow: "...Thank you, Aunt Liang."

Liang Rui shook his head, and said to Feng Yao, "Take care of him."

Everyone praised their compatibility, nothing changed, and it seemed that something had changed.

He Jingwei leaned on Feng Yao, whispering softly: "My family is here, and yours is also here."

Feng Yao's throat moved slightly.

He felt that this feeling was very strange. The two people who were alone in the previous life depended on each other for life, but now so many earth-shaking changes have taken place.

A warm home, delicious meals, and close people.

Pretty good, really.Although their days are not exactly peaceful.

One day, Qin Ke, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, came to visit suddenly. He hurriedly asked the two if they had time to visit a secret place with him.

Not far away, in province A.

He Jing and Feng Yao have a good heart, so of course they will go this time.

After all, it was an important secret place in the doomsday chronicle history of province A.There are big crises, but there are also big opportunities.It was also the first secret place that He Jing had been to besides Fengyang's hometown.