The Farming Life of the God of Time Traveling

Mrs. Feng calmed down and told the police a series of things. After hearing this, the police looked at each other and thought it was incredible. The affairs of this big family are wonderful, and they haven't encountered one in ten years.

But what needs to be done is still to be done, and now there is no problem, a few people disperse the people around them, grab Master Feng and go outside.

"Master Feng, come with us and tell your lord if you have any grievances."

Master Feng became frightened when he saw the official messenger, and his legs softened immediately when he saw that he was going to take him away. How much strength?

At least seeing how easily the police took him away, he knew that he was no good.

"You misunderstood me, I am Feng Dashan, how could I do this! This is a false accusation! This is a false accusation! Let me go and I will explain it to you."

The police officers looked at each other carefully, weighed the piece of silver that had just been stuffed, and paid no attention to the man who was about to become a prisoner.

Master Feng's voice gradually faded away and disappeared into the distance.

Aunt Pei was stunned by the changes in front of her eyes, and tried to grab Master Feng with her hands but only caught the air.

Jing sat aside for a moment, she forgot to howl, she opened her mouth in a daze, moved from Mrs. Feng's calm face, then touched Feng Jun's expressionless face, and finally glanced at Song son.

Just when everyone thought she was going to yell at her as usual, she twitched all over, foamed at the mouth and passed out.

Old Madam Feng sighed, and asked someone to invite the genius doctor who hadn't left to show her, how could this man not die in front of her.

Song Qishu saw the transparent Madam Feng appearing next to him again, and thought to himself, he must also be numb, and now he doesn't even react when he sees ghosts.

But seeing her sad face, she thought she was worried about her only son Feng Jun, so she moved to the corner and whispered comfort.

"It's okay, Feng Jun has grown up too, he can support the Feng Mansion with all his strength."

Mrs. Feng opened her mouth, her voice was ethereal, as if there was a chill coming from the abyss.

"Don't you feel it?"

Song Qishu was stunned for a moment, dodged his eyes, and turned his gaze to a certain corner, "Ma'am, what you said is so that I, an ordinary person, don't understand. You want me to transfer it to Jun Feng?"

Mrs. Feng lowered her eyes to hide her emotions, she knew this would be the result.

"It's okay, do you want to go back? This world is almost unbearable, and the person outside has been waiting for you for a long time."

She raised her head and looked towards a certain part of the sky, Song Qishu followed but there was nothing.

that person?It's old man Li, he is alone here with no relatives and no reason, so he has a cheap master...

As for why I didn't guess it was Xiao Yun...

He didn't go to the capital, so why would he come back suddenly? Naturally, it couldn't be him.

Xiao Yun lowered her head with a wry smile, "Why are you all talking like crazy, you're so tired."

Seeing this, Mrs. Feng relaxed her expression, with a gentleness like water, one could foresee her graceful and graceful back then.

"Actually, it's not a big deal. You can take a look at the village after you go back. Maybe you can find something different. It's the most I can reveal."

A gust of wind blows, and she disappears in the same place accompanied by white smoke. Song Qishu doesn't know the heavens and the earth, and can't communicate with ghosts and gods. He doesn't know where Mrs. Feng is going, but that's not always the case in the stories. Later, he passed away from the world and was reincarnated.

I hope Mrs. Feng can vote for a good family so that she can be worthy of her kind deeds in this life.

After Mrs. Feng left, he felt a little empty in his heart, rather uncomfortable. Mrs. Feng's tragedy came not only from others but also from herself.

She blindly believes in love, loses her mind, and puts normal logic behind her ears. No matter how educated she is by her family and how smart she is, after meeting Master Feng, she is doomed and sad.

The sadness is her fate, the ancestral shadow that she could have gone further.

Song Qishu ever thought, if it were him, would he do the same thing as Mrs. Feng?

For the one you love, even if the other person is a despicable person who is even taking advantage of you, disregarding the correct dissuasion from relatives and friends, ignoring the people who should be more cherished, deceiving yourself and others, and even hypnotizing yourself that the other party loves you.

He shook his head, no, he has his own principles of life, and it is difficult for him to be dazzled by love. He knows that the other party is not suitable, and it is too stupid to get together if he is not a good match.

At previous gatherings, his group of cronies had asked him a question.

Xiao Song, if it were you, would you choose the person who loves you, or the person you love?You who are cold on the outside and hot on the inside must be emotional.

emotional?He didn't know, but his own answer was still fresh in his memory. How did he say it?

"Forget it if it's inappropriate, it's meaningless to torture each other."

He no longer remembers what suitability refers to here, it may be character, it may be concept, if two people often quarrel over gossip, why should they be together.

Mr. Feng was escorted away. At first, Feng Jun pretended to be calm, and pursed his lips stubbornly without saying a word. From Song Qishu's line of sight, he could just see his round but slightly out of childish outline. When the child grows up, he must be in the wind.

Then Feng Jun's eye sockets seemed to be painted with ink, they were red and dazzling, and the red eye sockets still refused to open their mouths to cry. It was Mrs. Feng who was on the side who reacted and discovered his abnormality, and hugged her grandson into her arms like a heart, Gently stroking the hair on the top of his head.

"Hey, old lady, what are your plans, this aunt..."

Song Qishu's original intention was that this aunt was also one of the masterminds behind the scenes, and if she was to be righteously exterminated, how could she be missing, but when he turned around, he saw Mrs. Feng's face was tangled and evasive.

Mrs. Feng hugged Feng Jun, but she already had a plan in her heart, and her heart was full of injustice, so why not figure it out thoroughly.

"Wait!" At this time, Aunt Shi Pei patted the dust off her body, and waved away the servant who imprisoned her, with a sneer on her face, without a trace of guilt, and even a little bit of revenge.The voice is loud, but there is a bit of justice in eliminating harm for the people.

She swept through everyone one by one, with disbelief in the world of mortals, "You want to arrest me? That's fine, I'm just as cheap as I can be, and I'm enough to get involved with the master and mistress of Feng's residence, but, Mrs. Feng, you I really don't remember who I am?"

Compared with Song Qishu's bewildered expression, Mrs. Feng's eyes widened instead, and she looked at the woman's eyebrows and eyes for the first time in surprise. The more she looked at them, the more they looked familiar. With a pale face, he sat down on the ground.

"Injustice, injustice."

Song Qishu wanted to go up to help, but there were a bunch of maids and servants, and they had already rushed up, so it wouldn't be his turn.

Retracting his hand in embarrassment, he took out the nail piece from the wide sleeve, and threw it away. It was the first time he saw the hexagram, and after looking through his memories, he hesitated to find that it was the hexagram of blood feud, which was his carelessness. Yes, the fledgling is not good at learning, so I just think about it now. If old man Li was present, he would probably know where it came from at first glance, so that he would not be led by the nose like a headless chicken like him.

Blood feud, this is interesting. Although this concubine is beautiful but not born well, what kind of blood feud can she have with the Feng family, who has a great family and great career?

At this moment, Mrs. Feng woke up under the call of everyone, and muttered to herself, "I know how the sky has eyes, and how it has let these beasts go for so many years. It turns out that they are here, okay, okay, we think so. We recognize, Pei...Miss Li, where is your little brother? He must be weak this year."