Hey Sir, I'm Interested In Your Genes

But now looking at his grandson every day, he is as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. Qin Rongfang is comfortable. He has a sense of revenge.

You're in a hurry. You're in a hurry. I'm just not in a hurry.

Qin Rongfang painted his mountains and water, forests and birds, dipped in ink and colored, and sprinkled his style of dealing with changes without fear.

"Grandpa! You don't want to have a great grandson, do you? "

Qin Rongfang replied, "I don't want to hug you. There are Zhaozhao and ye'er's children. I can rest assured that the child born to Zhaozhao must be smart and lovely. You see, he and ye'er grow well, and the child must be very beautiful. "

Qin Feiyan was angry and vomited blood. He stamped his feet!

"It doesn't matter, does it? OK! Anyway, you can't take care of it. Let's do it. When the people in their stage get on with her, I'll die. I have to have her anyway! "

Qin Rongfang smiled faintly, "you don't really like men anyway. What must be changed."

Qin Feiyan had already seen through Qin Rongfang's mind. Now that he knew he was not gay, he excluded him, retaliated against him, and targeted him for everything. The old fox wanted to see him in a hurry. Well, he was in a hurry to show him“ For what? That's the daughter-in-law I ordered when I was 15. Why should I change it? "

"No words, don't be impatient. Everything should be calm. Without a shallow summer, won't the earth turn? Yes, I don't believe it. Grandpa will give you some medicine in the dish another day. Why don't you hold everyone like Xia Qian? Will my great grandson have a place? " Qin Rongfang said something out of tune in a very serious and educational tone.

Qin Feiyan took a step back from the book case, pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, stared at the old man who was painting, "tut tut" several times, insidious! Who can be more insidious than the old fox and want to give him - medicine?

OK, luckily he has a nest outside, otherwise a woman doesn't know that his bed is still stuffed in the middle of the night.

"Grandpa, you shouldn't do something shameful to the younger generation."

The old man's eyebrows and hair were as white as snow. He wrote and picked his eyebrows and wrote flowers, "Hey, people say that I am still young, old and young, and I am still young. In fact, I am the youngest in this family. I should be forgiven for everything I do. Look at what you did a few years ago. Hey, how shameful." The old man gave a long sigh, which was very melancholy.

Qin Feiyan felt the corners of his mouth beating and pumping, "Grandpa, this is retaliation. I think it will damage your prestige."

"What prestige do I want? My prestige has been ruined by my grandson. What prestige can I have? "

"Will you help me marry Xia Qian?"

"If you don't help me, I'll marry my own wife. What's none of my business? If she is abducted and run away, you are too bad. What's none of my business? "

Qin Feiyan vomited blood again. Without saying good night, he turned and went straight out of the door.

I can't stay at home!

No warmth at all.

Mom and dad didn't care about him and his sister since childhood. Now grandpa doesn't care. He doesn't care about his life!

I can't stay at home!

With a little temper in his heart, Qin Feiyan walked down the corridor to the non-verbal house.

Look around, empty bedroom, no one.

The bathroom is empty.

Find it in a circle. Shouldn't this point be in your homework?

I don't know where it came from. Qin Feiyan walked to the small Liangpeng on the top floor

"Every life, every life, no, you're wrong to write that. Lo, you see, the pen must be strong. When you hold the pen, the palm of your hand should be empty. You feel that you can put an egg in it. Instead of pulling the pen holder with the power of your arm, you should use the power of your wrist and knuckles. "

Non language adjusted the position of the brush in Fengsheng's hand. She spoke to Fengsheng in a soft voice. The light in the small Liangpeng was white and bright, clearly shining on the figure of young men and women. The boy's eyebrows were beautiful, and the girl was quiet and gentle.

On a round stone table, ink, paper and inkstone were placed. The pen was held in the boy's hand, and the nonverbal hand was put on the boy's hand, teaching patiently.

Every student writes a word and takes a look at non language.

The more he wrote, the more fluent he was. He clapped his hands and shouted, "Feng Sheng, you're great. You write well. You haven't studied for long. I've been practicing calligraphy for many years. "

Fengsheng looked at Feiyu and saw that Feiyu had stopped. After a long time, the atmosphere was condensing and embarrassed. Fengsheng's face was hot, some shy bowed his head and continued to write.

"Feng Sheng, you can write and write down your home address, okay? I will help you find your home. "

A heavy mass of ink is printed on the snow-white paper, and the brush tip of Fengsheng is forked on the uncontrolled full ballast paper in an instant.

Nonverbal was stunned. He looked at the boy's hand holding the pen holder. His joints were blue and white under the light. "Every student?"

Feng Sheng raised his pen and dipped it in ink. On the snow-white paper, there were carbon black handwriting and water stains under the light. "Do you want to drive me away?"

"No, No." In the face of the boy's silent but powerful question, Feiyu quickly waved her hand. Today, her hair was tied behind her head with a plain mind, and her beautiful face was exposed outside. It was hard to hide her panic. "Every student, I'm just afraid you miss home. You'll miss your father and mother. Maybe you have your grandfather. Every student, I didn't drive you away, but I can't be the master in our family. You work in our family every day, It's too hard to go to school with me. If you go back, life will be easier. You should go to school. "

Nonverbal lowered her head, her shoulders trembled slightly, and then raised her face. When she looked at the boy, there were glittering beads in her eyes, "I told my grandfather today to let you go to school, but my grandfather didn't agree. Every student, you should go to school, go to college, take the postgraduate entrance examination, and more. You're so smart."

The soft tip of the pen can write the force after the pen edge is as broad as a knife and axe, "you don't think I didn't go to college."

"No!" Nonverbal Stomp! With this stamp, the water drops on the eyelashes were shaken off, "every life! How can you think of me like that! "

"I don't have a home. Where do you want me to go?"

Nonverbal bit his lip, "I won't say this in the future..."

Qin Feiyan clapped his hands. Feiyu was startled, but Fengsheng was much more calm. Qin Feiyan walked over and glanced at the handwriting on the stone table, slapping more loudly. He smiled, "Fengsheng, is my sister a good teacher? Your word has made great progress. "

Feng Sheng looked at Qin Feiyan, then looked at Feiyu, smiled and nodded.

Feiyan wanted to hide the handwriting on the desktop, but it was too late. Qin Feiyan had already finished reading it.