He was already in his thirties at that time, and what he did could no longer be described as a young and frivolous person, but he could not think of other words except these four words.

Refining a hundred blades is not as good as the Tang sword, because he has only done half a good thing in his life, and he saved the people from the farm at a critical moment. It is because of this that he saved his life. However, this matter is

The reason for the son was also him, so the peasant family could not help but punish him, and the punishment given to him was that he would not leave this mountain village without life or death!

For fifty years, his wife and children have never come to see him because no one knows that he lives here. Refining Buddha is the person he has chosen for him to take care of himself for the elderly and see him for the end of his life. Now it seems that he has no way to take care of himself for the elderly and see him for the end of his life.

But he gave himself a chance to regroup with his family!

The sun shone through the gaps of the curtains on Chen Fengxi's face. The warm sunshine made people lazy. Chen Fengxi opened his eyes lazily and saw Ye Ziyi sitting upright on the head of the bed happily

When he looked at him, his face couldn't help but smile happily: "Why, I haven't eaten enough last night?"

Ye Ziyi smiled and said, "Half full."

Chen Fengxi smiled bitterly and said, "If you don't bully people like this, I'm almost ruined. Are you half full? Is your appetite so big?"

Ye Ziyi handed Yan and Huo to Chen Fengxi and said gently: "As soon as you see you, your appetite will be good."

Chen Fengxi lit a cigarette with self-deprecating expression on his face: "Hey, you are like a wolf before you reach the age of a tiger or wolf. If you reach the age of thirty... how can I live?"
Chapter completed!