The door of the courtyard house has been welded dead

early morning.

After counting the remaining dozens of knives, there are still a few hundred francs.

Li Feng's eyes shifted to several oil paintings. He took one at random and slowly pulled it open. After the muscles on his cheeks were pulled, the corners of his mouth were raised to form a perfect forty-five-degree angle, revealing his white teeth.

The standard flight attendant smile, compared to others' professional smile, Li Feng's smile is from the heart, a happy smile after relaxing.

"Don't say it's worth 100 million, there's always 10 million, right?"

After finishing the dungeon, what should I do? It’s the income interface~!

Players who play hard know how to look at their AD value after a round and say a few words in their hearts to players who are lagging behind in the round. Li Feng can do that too~!

This trip abroad was of great significance. After completing the task, I also brought with me several paintings from the painter Bai Nu, and they were artistic abstract paintings signed by me.

However, this profit will have to wait for at least several decades. Whether I can see it enter Christie's and witness the moment of the hammer falling with my own eyes is still a different matter.

There was also a dragon-headed stick from Hongmen in Gaul on the table. It was slender and straight, with a very restrained appearance. Li Feng took it in his hand and waved it a few times.

If you were in the countryside and walked on the field ridge with this stick, the rape flowers in the rape field would definitely lose their heads.

The symbolic meaning is greater than the practical significance. I still remember watching a Hong Kong movie before, in which the Young and Dangerous were beaten to death with a dragon-headed stick. I wonder if they would recognize this stick if it went to Wan Chai Pier.

Putting the stick aside, the rest was insignificant. Li Feng was going to hand over one of the two Fo Bole certificates and keep one for himself so that he could brag to Li Hui in the future.

Do as the Romans do when you are in the country. The few sets of clothes that Bai Nv Pian wore when she got home were definitely not easy to wear, so she just stuffed them into the cupboard. Teacher Tony, who was wearing suits and ties outside, had to wear a "big cotton-padded jacket" when he returned to the village. Li Feng It's the same thing. Once you wear a Mao suit, you look a little older.

There are also those books, but they are not in Li Feng's own hands. Instead, they were brought back by others. Today, they will be "reported" by the Investigation Department. Li Feng has to send them to his superior department.

After all, it is an external book. If you want to be on the safe side, you still have to go through the Second Machinery Department and "verify" that there is no problem, and then take it to the factory for technical personnel to use.

After a trip abroad, I got a heavy truck for Bashu. The Shijingshan Iron and Steel Plant is expected to introduce a large top-blown oxygen furnace. The trumpet they produce themselves will be taken over by the rolling mill later.

There are also a number of supporting rolling mills, and it depends on whether they can grab a piece of meat from the many factories in China that are waiting for support.

Li Feng didn't need to think about electric furnace steelmaking for the time being. The electricity supply in the capital was erratic, and sometimes it was difficult for civilians to use it. If they really wanted to launch this project, it would have to be equipped with a medium-sized power plant, at least like Gaul.

The next step is to wait for Shijingshan Iron and Steel Works to get tired of the large top-blown oxygen furnace, and the supporting facilities can keep up. They use the steelmaking converter, and the steel rolling mill can pick up the leftovers.

Looking at the scattered objects on the table, Li Feng's favorite items were some silk fabrics. They had good texture and felt very comfortable, but he didn't know who they should be used for.

"If you haven't gone to eat before you get up, you've brought back all the paintings drawn by someone else's child~!"

His mother, Liu Yin, pushed the door open and almost made Li Feng flinch. Fortunately, his quick eyesight and quick hands put the silk fabrics back into the space, but the table was still messy and there were a lot of things on it.

For Liu Yin, an ignorant person like Liu Yin, the spread out paintings of Comrade Picasso were just like the random graffiti of a child.

"I'm taking stock of my things. I don't know who stuffed the suitcase. I'll throw it away later~!"

Throw it away. Throw it away. It's impossible to throw it away. I just rolled up the master's painting casually and stuffed it back into the painting tube. From now on, this thing can only stay in the space quietly.

Until, the turning point comes.

"I bought you a pot from Sichuan. You can see what you can put in it~!"

Bringing something back from abroad, whether it is Tower perfume or a keychain from a small Tower, is an act of seeking death, especially if you leave it at home, it will be something to blame in the future. Li Feng is used to it, and would rather bring it from home. Buy something practical.

Sure enough, when I saw the light yellow enamel basin with bright red peonies on it, it looked extremely festive, and my mother Liu Yin's eyes suddenly lit up.

When Li Feng was a child in his previous life, he had the impression that he had this basin at home, and it was used to hold lard. He expected that his current mother would also like it.

"This thing is great. It's perfect for holding lard. It's convenient to use the spoon and it also comes with a lid~"

As for things that are not foreign, Liu Yin is just as Li Feng thought. It is useless no matter how beautiful it is if it is not used. It is the best gift if it is useful and looks good.

Li Feng rubbed the bridge of his nose. He wondered if parents all over the world liked to use this basin to store lard. How could they all agree on this? "Yes, don't spend money randomly next time"

"Those clothes that should be washed, you can put them on the bed later. I will wash them for you today. You haven't washed your clothes for two months. Look at what you have done~!"

Shaking the Mao suit that had been put on the back of the chair and putting it on her elbow, my mother was about to turn around and go out, but she seemed to remember something again. She turned her head and looked at her son tangledly. She wanted to say something but seemed to have no idea. So mouth-opening.

"You can say whatever you want. When I come back, I feel like a different person. Did something happen at home, or did Li Nan get into trouble again~?"

After putting the things in the suitcase and looking at his mother who was hesitant to speak, Li Feng suddenly became suspicious.

No, she must have seen the silk fabrics I bought~!

"Well, on the first day of the new year, didn't Lao Huang and his family come?"

Holding the basin, Liu Yin was a little embarrassed to speak. In the past few days, she had been feeling anxious and uneasy. She didn't know whether the chat with her daughter at that time was heard by her in-laws.

Once they heard clearly, they might think that she was the one who instigated her son to have another child. Although she had this idea, she didn't let her in-laws know.

The more he thought about it, the more stubborn he became, and the more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and the angrier he became. The joy he had just felt disappeared in an instant. He came over and pinched his son hard, returning his anger to the initiator.

Li Feng was a little baffled. His mother, who had just received the gift and was so happy, was holding a basin, but why did she turn her back and deny anyone else.

"Mom, what are you doing?"

Rubbing her arms, my mother had really worked hard just now.

"Are you attracted to Qin Huairu's sister?"

When he thought about the cause of the matter, Liu Yinhu frowned and looked at his son with piercing eyes. He placed the basin on Li Feng's bed, held his hands in his arms, and started interrogating him like an old police officer, trying to find out what happened to his son. There are some clues in his expression.

"What the hell, when did I fall in love with sister Qin Huairu?"

It was really puzzling now. Why did the conversation come to this point? Li Feng put his arms on the back of the chair and looked at his old mother in surprise.

"Don't you pretend to be stupid with mom?"

At this moment, it was like being possessed by a detective. Even Li Feng, who had a part-time job in the investigation department, looked a little erratic when faced with his old mother's aggressive attitude.

"Okay, stop talking, Mom knows~!"

Seeing that her son still refused to say anything, his look of "guilty conscience" clearly verified her judgment.

"But, Mom still reminds you, Lao Huang's family may also know~!"

The small room was completely quiet for a while. Liu Yin looked at her dumbfounded son, feeling angry and funny. Although things were developing according to her ideas, the person was wrong.

"What's going on? What kind of dragon gate array are you going to set up when you come back? I have nothing to do with her~!"

Looking at his mother's increasingly determined gaze, Li Feng was so anxious that he almost scratched his head and head. The two of them had only met a few times in total, and they only bought one candied haws at most. Last time he came to have an awkward chat and thanked him, why did he get into his mother's mouth? Here, no matter who his son became.

"It doesn't matter. I've already bought candied haws for others, huh? If it does matter, are they holding hands~?"

Good guy, even if the in-laws heard it now, the blame was thrown back on the son again. It was because he didn't do things well and took advantage of the Qin family's loopholes, which led to the problem~!

"Wake up, don't get involved with the Qin family. That Qin Huairu asked you when you would come back for three days, and she wanted to change positions. It almost made your mother sick~!"

It is in line with Liu Yin's wishes that his son wants to find another wife, but Qin Huairu's sister is not reliable at all. Her son cannot find such a family even if he is married for the second time.

"Qin Huairu?"

Well, everything has come to a conclusion. As soon as he heard this name, Li Feng knew that the widow had started to cause trouble again~! (End of chapter)