The ugly wife of peasant family

Luo Feng was directly carried to the training ground.

Feng an and Feng Zhong were afraid of being affected, and they didn't follow.

The tiger son and Qi son in the room but see silly eyes: in the blink of an eye, wind Che then have no figure.

They looked at the door curtain which was still shaking back and forth, blinking, blinking again, Huzi cried out excitedly, "Wow! How awesome

Qi'er pursed her lips and her face was serious.

"Kiel, he's so powerful, isn't he?"

Tiger son approaches Qi Er's face to ask, the worship on the face can't hide, eager to find someone to share.

Qi Er nodded silently.

The tiger said excitedly, "I blinked, and he was gone. It's really powerful!"

At this time of the day, Kiel would have been as happy as he was.

But now Qi Er's reaction is obviously not in his expectation, Hu Zi noticed, "Qi Er, what's the matter with you?"

Xia Xi also noticed his reaction, lowered his head and asked, "Qi Er, what's the matter?"

"Niang, his martial arts must be very high?"

"It should be. I don't know."

Qi Er's small hand clenched and loosened, loosened and clenched, lips also pursed dead.

"What's the matter?"

Xia Xi asked.

Qi'er clenched her hand again and summoned up her courage. "Mother, I want to learn martial arts from him."

Xia Xi

Headache press his forehead, "this..."

Qi Er's face filled with disappointment, "can't you?"

Xia Xi is honest, "a little difficult."

The relationship between her and Fengche is really unclear.

Besides, her fast food restaurant is about to open. Before that, she has to move back to live. Otherwise, if her family finds out that she doesn't live at home, how can she tell a lie.

"Oh."

Qi Er lowers her head dejectedly and looks at her toes silently.

Xia Xi was distressed and squatted down to look at him. "Qi'er, you know, it was master Feng who helped us at the beginning. My mother just came to live in the villa for a month. Now this month is almost over, so we should go back. Besides, it's useless for you to learn martial arts. "

"I want to protect my mother."

Qi'er whispered that she was in a low mood.

Xia Xi felt the same emotion in her heart, and her mouth was half open. She wanted to ask herself, but she thought that if she did this, she would not be able to leave the villa in a short time. She was cruel and said, "my mother knows you are a good child, but we can't reach people like master Feng. Even if my mother asks him, he won't agree. In this way, when you go back, my mother will find you a martial arts master to teach you. "

"Oh

Qi'er gave a dull reply.

Xia Xi distressed, but there is no way, stood up, touched his head, "well, first to practice calligraphy, mother to give you water feet."

Qi'er and Hu Zi go to practice calligraphy. Xia Xi comes out of the house with a water basin.

As long as she was there, she always did these things. Cuizhu didn't dare to do them, so she had to follow her silently with another servant girl.

A few steps out, just said the words suddenly appear in the brain.

Xia Xi suddenly stops. She forgets these days. A month has already passed. That is to say, she and Feng Che don't owe each other. She can leave the villa easily tomorrow.

"What a pig head I am

Xia Xi excited a pat his head, feel from inside to outside, from top to bottom, the whole person suddenly relaxed.

Cui Zhu was startled by her action and asked carefully, "Lady Xia, are you..."

"Nothing, nothing..."

Xia Xi's voice was light, and her steps were like flying.

……

In the martial arts training field, there are bursts of wails.

Luofeng also knows martial arts, but it's not worth mentioning in front of Fengche. The victims have no power to fight back, and finally they are beaten into mud.

Luo Feng lay on the ground and wailed, "Feng Che, you are not human. I feel so painful all over because of your heavy hand."

After venting, Feng Che's face was much better. He walked slowly in front of him and looked at him condescensively. "There's no improvement in martial arts. Do you use all your Kung Fu on women?"

"You fart!"

Luo Feng regardless of the image of the explosion of rude, "little master, I have been clean, OK?"

Wind Che mercilessly connect back, "depend on your image, do you believe?"

Luo Feng is speechless. If he doesn't want to be beaten again, he really wants to get up and fight 800 rounds with Feng Che, so that he can taste the taste of being beaten.

"I'll be more strict in the future. If I hear you mention Xia Xi in the capital, I'll pull you when I leave."

Luo Feng's straight nod, "good, you are cruel, you are cruel."

……

Xia Xi's abacus is good, but when she gets up the next day, before she has time to go to Qinglan courtyard to find Fengche, Luo Feng comes.

"Lady Xia, I'm very interested in your vermicelli. Can you show me to your workshop?"

This is a big customer. Xia Xi certainly responds to every request.

Immediately put the matter of looking for Feng Che behind me, "yes, just a moment, I'll show you right away."

After returning to the house, he told Qi'er and Hu Zi to practice calligraphy, and told them that he would come back early today. So he went out of the door, got on the carriage, and led Luo Feng to Weijia village.

Huo Nan bought a thousand catties of noodles that day, and all the workers were enthusiastic. In recent days, he worked hard and made a lot of them. With the surplus, the village head began to ask people to come and exchange them.

Xia Xi leads Luo Feng to the village head, "uncle, this is a big customer from Beijing. Come to buy our vermicelli."

From the capital!

The village head was shocked.

In his heart, the capital is full of officials. If they can come to their small village, the ancestors of the eight generations of the people in the village will come back to life. They nod their heads and bow down, and want to kneel down, "master, how much do you want to buy?"

Luo Feng was stunned.

Xia Xi almost laughed, forced to resist, whispered to remind the village head, "uncle, he is not the master, he is also a businessman."

The village head looks at Luo Feng. His clothes are even better than Huo Nan's, and he is full of noble atmosphere. He doesn't look like a businessman.

"Lady Xia, this..."

Knowing what he was thinking in his heart, Xia Xi digs away from the topic and diverts his attention. "Uncle, this big customer said that he wants 2000 Jin of vermicelli."

The village head's attention was really diverted, "two thousand jin?"

Xia Xi nodded, "so ah, this vermicelli can't be changed outside again. Please tell us."

"Good, good, good."

The village head is busy.

Xia Xi takes Luo Feng to the workshop and only takes him to see the process of vermicelli.

This process is the most changeable.

Luo Feng feels that it's not fun. "Lady Xia, who thought of it? It's amazing."

It's amazing that the sweet potato, which is ordinary and scornful to the noble people in Beijing, can make that delicious vermicelli.

"I figured it out in my spare time."

Xia Xi answers with a smile, preparing to lead him to the house to see the vermicelli.

"You?"

Luo Feng was very surprised and looked at her again.

"Why, no?"

Luo Feng took back his sight and shook his head. "It's not like it, but unexpected."

But in the heart is to murmur, breeze Che this is to pick up a what treasure? I can design tables and make vermicelli.

"The noodles are in the room. I'll show you in."

"Good."

Luo Feng gave up his idea and went into the room to see it. After a few steps, he thought of Xia Xi's address just now and coughed, "that lady Xia, we are about the same age. Don't use the word" you ". I can't afford it."

It's mainly because he's afraid of being known by the black heart of Fengche. He has to be beaten again.

"Well, I'll call you boss Luo later."

mountain villa.

After Xia Xi left, Qi'er's heart was not wilting. Hu Zi found out and asked him, "Qi'er, what's the matter with you?"

Looking at his face without worry and thinking of what happened at home a few days ago, Qi'er seems determined to put down her brush.

"Uncle, don't move in the room. I'll go out and come back soon."

Tiger quickly put down his pen, "I'll go with you, too!"

Qi son can't, have to tell him, "follow to can, but for a while you don't allow to talk, otherwise, later I go out, never take you."

Hu Zi covered his mouth and nodded without saying a word.

Qi'er leads him straight to Qinglan hospital.

Seeing him coming, Feng an and Feng Zhong have a look at each other, and they are very surprised.

"I want to see Master Feng."

Qi'er leads Hu Zi directly to the door and says to them.

Don't wait for two people to report, the voice of wind Che spreads out from the house, "come in."

Feng an opens the door and Qi'er leads Hu Zi in.

Inside, Fengche sits on a reclining chair with a book on his leg.

"What's the matter?"

Qi'er leads Hu Zi to stand in front of him and looks directly at him, "master Feng, I want to learn martial arts with you."