Fake Mechanic

The green apricot was sour in the mouth, and the taste was very bad, but Xiang Yu was very focused on eating the fruit, and after a while, he ate the fruit completely, and then flicked it, the small apricot stone shot into the apricot forest like lightning ,Disappear.

Dong Fengren clapped his hands and applauded, "Kungfu is good. The empire has been advocating martial arts since ancient times. There are nearly a thousand martial arts gyms in Qingcheng, large and small. It is indeed not in vain."

Xiang Yu tried his best to recall all the details about this Miracle Doctor Dong that he had heard from people back then, but he couldn't find any clues. After a second thought, he simply confessed to the other party directly while there was no one around.

"Unfortunately, I'm not from the Empire."

"Oh, really?" Dong Fengren didn't have much surprised expression on his face, all his thoughts were covered by his smiling face anytime and anywhere.

"I'm a Federal like him, and he knows it."

He, of course, was referring to Mu Yuehai. After speaking, these fat people carefully observed each other's expressions, as if they wanted to find a useful clue from the subtle changes in expressions.

Seeing that the other party was always smiling and didn't speak, the fat man struck while the iron was hot, "I know that in the ancient earth era, there was a saying called Xinglin Zhongren, which refers to the doctor who hangs the pot to help the world, and this allusion comes from a man named Dong Feng. Mr. Dong, don’t blame me for thinking too much, you have created such a large apricot forest, but the name is only one word different from this Dong Feng, isn’t it a bit of a coincidence?”

Dong Fengren didn't seem to expect Xiang Yu to say such a thing, he was startled, and then smiled, "I didn't expect you to know this, it's beyond my expectation."

Xiang Yu returned the same smiling face, "I never thought that my brother-in-law's fencing teacher was a doctor. In my opinion, Mr. Dong should also be a man with a story."

Dong Fengren laughed out loud, waved to Yu and said, "Interesting, come on, let's talk as we walk, since you can tell the allusion of the man in the apricot forest, then let's be a man in the apricot forest."

As he said that, Dong Fengren walked straight into the woods, waving while walking, lest Xiang Yu would not follow.

Dong Fengren borrowed allusions, and as for his real purpose, countless guesses flashed through the fat man's mind, but he hesitated for less than a second, then raised his legs and followed.

The apricot tree near Fengrenju is the oldest. It is a gift planted by the patients who were first treated by Mr. Dong or their family members. It is approaching the noon of summer, and the sun that should be dazzling now only casts sporadic spots on the ground. , when the wind blows, the large and small light spots on the ground shake and flicker, like countless children playing mirror games in childhood.

Dong Fengren stopped under a relatively large apricot tree, looked up, pointed to a place and said to Xiang Yu, "This is Xiaoling's tree, oh no, since you already know his past, He should be called Xiaohai."

Xiang Yu followed the direction of his fingers and tried hard to distinguish, only to see from the top of the tree a shabby silk scarf that was almost faded to the point where it looked like it was tied to a branch near the top of the canopy.

Fatty's heart moved, and he guessed what the silk scarf was.

"Crimson orange silk?"

Dong Fengren smiled, nodded and said, "I have good eyesight. It was the scarf around his neck when I found him by the side of the Xinglin. This scarf has been treasured by him like a treasure, but when His illness has completely recovered, and when he was about to leave here to serve the current emperor, he left this silk scarf here, and it became what it is now in the wind and rain."

The reason why Xiang Yu recognized it was entirely due to his heart. He remembered the scene when he met the little girl when he went to the Military Academy in Zurich on the first day. That day, Mu Yueshan tied a scarlet silk scarf around her neck. After a few words of slander, now it seems that the little girl is simply imitating his brother.

"Federal Crimson Silk, Imperial Qingcheng Brocade, I think Xiao Hai was a little bit reluctant to let go of the past, otherwise he would not have tied this crimson silk scarf that he brought with him to his apricot tree. .”

When Dong Fengren said this, his eyes returned to Xiang Yu, "You and him came back to me, presumably because he encountered something difficult to make a choice. Although he has come back several times over the years, he has never brought friends here, maybe I also don’t want me, a teacher who knows about his past, to talk too much, but he actually said that you are his future brother-in-law, which makes me even more curious, did you come from the Federation to find him?”

Xiang Yu nodded, then shook his head again, "I did come here on a special trip to find him this time, and I am indeed a member of the Federation, but these two things put together are far from each other. To be honest, I also just found out that he is my brother-in-law not long ago."

"That's it," Dong Fengren lowered his head thoughtfully, and stopped talking.

Xiang Yu opened his mouth, but the matter of Mu Yuehai fell back into his stomach when it reached his mouth. It is better for him to say these things himself, the fat man thought to himself, although he has a good relationship with the little girl, but after all It was the choice that Mu Yuehai had to face himself.

Thinking of this, he changed the topic, "Mr. Dong hasn't answered my previous question yet."

"Are you referring to my name, or this matter about Xinglin?"

"All."

"People in ancient times have a lot to learn and imitate. A mere name and a forest are just to express my meaning. I don't know if you are satisfied with such an answer?" Dong Fengren answered casually with a smile on his eyes. road.

Xiang Yu also laughed, "So Mr. Dong is unwilling to share his story?"

"If it's a story, you can have it; as for the secret, I'm afraid it's just a burden to you." Dong Fengren patted the apricot tree belonging to Mu Yuehai and said, "Besides, when we meet for the first time, we need to find out the truth and listen to the story. The eyes of friends are really unusual.”

The fat man said disapprovingly, "That's simple, I can't listen to the secret as a story."

The implication is that you can also tell the secret as a story. Fatty's life philosophy that you can fuck even if I don't wear clothes is really shameless.He didn't take Dong Fengren's familiar innuendo to heart at all.

Young Master, I have been human for two lifetimes, and this face is comparable to the leather version of Imperial Palace, you are underestimating people.

I thought that the two of them would talk about Mu Yuehai cooking lunch like this, but Dong Fengren seemed to agree with Xiang Yu's proposal, coughed and said, "There are words first, I'm just telling stories."

Fatty was overjoyed, and replied seriously, "I never asked you to tell me the secret."

It's typical to be cheap and behave well, Dong Fengren didn't care about him, and spoke slowly in the apricot forest wind blowing slowly across his cheeks.