Evil King, your vest fell off

Chapter 641 Yuan Bao Was Beaten

The old man didn't count the money, took the money bag and put it in his arms, with a smile on his lips, but he wasn't as impatient as before.

Seeing that he found the thing, Feng Nuanyang turned around and planned to leave, but someone grabbed his clothes again: "Young man, you helped the old man, I want to buy you a cup of tea."

"No need, I have something else to do." Feng Nuanyang waved her hand, she had to go back quickly, otherwise Qianjue would be worried.

"Just one cup, let me thank you, we'll be at that tea stall." The old man ignored Feng Nuanyang and pulled Feng Nuanyang over.

Sitting down, two teacups were placed on the table, the old man in front of him completely lost the sadness just now, and looked at her with a smile, which made Feng Nuanyang a little uncomfortable.

"How old is this year?" The old man looked at her with a smile, the tea in his hand was steaming, and his eyes were unexpectedly bright.

Feng Nuanyang was suffocated, she didn't notice his malice, but it was so late, she still went back early.

"Old man, don't you have any other relatives?" She could see the loneliness in his eyes, and sighed in her heart, thinking of her modern father. Since his mother died, he has been looking for people in his spare time besides work. Chatting and playing chess, she felt soft in her heart: "Do you want me to give you a gift?"

"No, no, no, I don't have any relatives, and I will be alone when I go back." The old man saw the crowd coming and going, and a touch of loneliness flashed in his heart.

"No relatives?" Feng Nuanyang couldn't bear it, but he still felt that it was better to go back as soon as possible.

"No, I have a son and daughter-in-law, and a Shunzi, but since my daughter-in-law died, my son doesn't want me anymore, and my grandson has also left." The old man sighed softly, and his gray hair became more and more frizzy in the smog. Silver and white, with red eyes, old tears welled up in the eyes: "I am the one who is sorry for my wife and grandson."

Feng Nuanyang looked into his eyes and always felt familiar, but she couldn't tell. She chatted with the old man a lot.

She didn't return to the palace until evening, when the sky was dark and every house was lit with lights.

In his hand was a warm steamed stuffed bun. Yuan Bao liked the steamed stuffed bun of that shop the most. He must be very happy to see her later.

The room was bright, Yujin was sitting on the bed, her eyes were full of distress, and she carefully applied Yuan Bao's wound. When she heard footsteps, she saw a familiar person at the door and ran over quickly: "Miss, you are back .”

Feng Nuanyang nodded, threw a paper bag to her, and then walked towards the bed, seeing that there was no one on the bed, and there was a lump in the middle, she smiled lightly, stepped forward and pulled: "Yuanbao, look What did your aunt bring you?"

But the person who was bouncing around in the past didn't respond at this moment. The smile on her face was a little smothered, and she continued to coax, but there was still no response.

"Yuanbao, if you don't come out, my aunt will finish eating the steamed buns." Feng Nuanyang pretended to be angry, and saw the person in the quilt squirming a few times, but soon there was no movement again.

"Are you angry that my aunt didn't take you out today? My aunt has something to do, so you come out obediently. If I have time tomorrow, my aunt will take you out to play, okay?" Feng Nuanyang continued.

Feeling uncomfortable, Yu Jin stretched out his hand to pull Feng Nuanyang: "Miss, it's not that Yuan Bao doesn't want to see you, he just doesn't want you to see his injuries."

Are you hurt?Feng Nuanyang was startled, and hastily and forcibly pulled the quilt away. What caught her eyes was a panda's eyes, and there were a few bloodstains on her face. She felt a pain in her heart, and quickly picked up the child: "How did you do this?"

(End of this chapter)