Lao Gong snatches my son from me

Feng Wendao suddenly smiled brighter.

Everyone likes to hear good things, especially someone with a strong vanity like him.

He said: "Don't envy me, hurry up and let Danyue get married, and then you will have a great-grandson in your arms!"

"I'm not in a hurry, as long as Danyue is satisfied with herself." Mr. Zhou practiced Tai Chi with a smile.

Feng Wendao felt a little lost.

Then, he looked at Song Shu.

Song Shu is wearing white casual clothes today, with a cold demeanor. At first glance, he really looks like a Tianshan snow lotus, an outsider.

Feng Wendao asked Feng Ziyin to investigate Song Shu.

A man from an ordinary family not only sent his younger sister to Shengping Entertainment in the name of Feng Haoli, but also severely slapped the Duan family and Li family in the face.

Therefore, Feng Wendao didn't have a good impression of Song Shu.

He felt that Song Shu was a villain who bullied others.

If this kind of person entered their Feng family, wouldn't they encourage Feng Haoli to seize power with Feng Ziyin?

The Feng family will belong to Feng Ziyin in the future, this point is absolutely not allowed to change!

Feng Wendao looked at Song Shu with contempt in his eyes.

He said, "Are you Song Shu?"

"Grandpa." Although Song Shu felt the other party's dislike, he still greeted him politely.

"Hmm..." Feng Wendao looked perfunctory.

Song Xiaobai in his arms wrinkled his face and looked at Song Shu eagerly, as if he really wanted to return to his father's arms.

Children are very sensitive.

Song Xiaobai keenly felt that the grandfather who was holding him didn't like his father.

"I heard you know how to read faces?" Mr. Zhou asked with a wink as he took the topic directly.

"Yes." Song Shu nodded while looking at Mr. Zhou.

The old man's real name is Zhou Jianguo, and he is a figure who often appears in news broadcasts.The aura of purple gold around him was strong, and it was faintly in the shape of a dragon, but there was a trace of black aura lingering around the joints of his limbs.

This person's luck is probably only a little worse than Feng Haoli's, and there seems to be something wrong with his limbs and joints. Could it be arthritis or something?

As for Feng Wendao?

Feng Wendao also has the aura of purple gold, but it is decreasing.At the same time, the ash on his body continued to increase.The gray air kept flying into Feng Wendao's heart and the knee of his left leg, where thick black air condensed and lingered.

In other words, Feng Wendao had problems with his heart and left knee.In addition, he continued to commit crimes, which made his illness worse.

Well, having said that.Song Shu also saw Zhou Jianguo followed by a female ghost, an old lady who looked to be in her 60s.The old woman was very elegantly dressed, and she was saying to Mr. Zhou thoughtfully: "You are just looking for trouble! Why do you meddle in other people's housework!"

She seemed to be aware of Song Shu's gaze, turned her head to look over, was stunned, and said, "Young man, can you see me?"

Song Shu hooked his lips and smiled faintly at her.

This should be the old man's deceased wife.

Song Shu smiled at "Zhou Jianguo" abruptly, making the people around him a little confused.

Feng Wendao's face darkened.

This Song Shu is planning to curry favor with Zhou Jianguo?

And Zhou Jianguo himself felt that Song Shu didn't seem to be smiling at him, but someone beside him.

Feng Haoli knew that Song Shu could see ghosts, so he couldn't help ticking his little finger: "Shushu, what did you see?"

"It's nothing." Song Shu replied in a low voice with a soft expression.

"Young man, do you see why I'm here, old man?" Zhou Jianguo couldn't help asking.

"You are upright." Song Shu said concisely.

"What else?" Zhou Jianguo asked.

"Song Shu, don't be a sensationalist." Feng Wendao said with a dark face.

Feng Ziyin showed a faint smile.

He knew that this Song Shu couldn't have any real skills.

Song Shu's eyes were slightly cold.

Oh, since you want to know so much, labor and management will help you!

He said: "Grandpa Zhou often suffers unbearable pain in his limbs and joints?"

"That's right!" Zhou Jianguo's eyes lit up, and he nodded hastily.

The old lady next to him immediately said: "He was sick from the cold when he climbed the snow-capped mountains with the army in the early years! And he also likes to eat seafood, eat and eat! Did he have arthritis?" After she finished speaking, she suddenly wiped her tears Said: "I'm not around and no one talks about him. Now I want to eat seafood when I'm hungry! What can I do if I get sick again!"

Song Shu's heart ached.

If Mr. Zhou heard what his mother-in-law said, would he cry with joy?

When people are around, I can't help but dislike each other's nagging.But when the person is gone, no one will nag you anymore, how lonely it must be?

However, Feng Wendao said: "Lao Zhou's problem is no secret."

It means that Song Shu knew that the other party's joint pain was told to him by others, not necessarily calculated.

Song Shu came back to his senses, his eyes were slightly cold, and he said flatly, "Grandpa, is your left leg and knee uncomfortable?"

Feng Wendao was stunned: "Indeed. I injured my knee when I beat devils back then, and it still hurts when I get old."

"What about the heart?" Song Shu asked again.

"Heart?" Feng Wendao frowned: "My heart is fine!"

"Then you'd better ask the doctor to check your heart!" Song Shu said directly.

Feng Wendao's face turned black immediately: "Are you cursing me, kid?" He didn't believe Song Shu could read faces at first, and now he hated Song Shu to the extreme!

"No." Song Shu shook his head.

"Grandpa, Shushu won't lie!" Feng Haoli couldn't help but speak for Song Shu.

"Little bastard! Who are you speaking for?!" Feng Wendao's eyes sharpened, and he couldn't help cursing!

He was a farmer in his early years and learned a lot of dirty words from people.It's not bad to call people a little bastard, but if you really want to get angry, why can't you say anything?

However, Song Shu was upset.

He said: "If Haoli is a little bastard, is his father, his grandfather also a bastard?"

"How dare you call me a bastard?!" Feng Haoli slapped the table with a "bang" and stood up abruptly.

Song Xiaobai was originally sitting on Feng Wendao's lap, but when Feng Wendao jumped up, Song Xiaobai was immediately thrown to the ground!

"Ah!" Song Xiaobai's forehead instantly hit the ground.

"Baibai!" Feng Haoli exclaimed, and immediately rushed forward.

"Baibai!" Song Shu's pupils shrank suddenly, and he also stepped forward.

Feng Pingzhao and Xi Chunrao also hurried forward.

Feng Ziyin was stunned for a moment, a smile flashed in front of his eyes, then he stood up slowly and moved over.

Feng Haoli hugged Song Xiaobai, seeing that his forehead was bleeding, his heart ached immediately.He hurriedly checked whether Song Xiaobai was injured elsewhere, and asked, "Baibai, where does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt in vain." Song Xiaobai pursed his lips, suppressing the tears in his eyes.

In fact, he was in pain.

He had never fallen in such pain!

But seeing the adults arguing, he was afraid that they would quarrel even more because of him.

He pulled Song Shu's clothes and said, "Dad, don't be angry, don't fight, it won't hurt for nothing!"