Yun Qian was not afraid of Murong Qingfeng and resolved the deadlock calmly.
In the hall, Dai'er bandaged the wound on Zhang Feng's shoulder. It was just a slight cut of the skin, and it was not considered an injury at all to Zhang Feng.
"Sharapova, how are you?" Zhang Feng asked.
Sharapova said: "I'm fine, my internal organs are not injured, she didn't use all her strength!"
Zhang Feng nodded.
If Murong Qingfeng kills her, Zhang Feng really won't let her go, regardless of whether she is an aunt or not.
But now Zhang Feng is very sad. He didn't expect his mother to be dead. Yesterday, his father said that he would take him to see his mother's grave in the future. Is that to go to his mother's grave
Now the mother's family has come and wants the ashes back, which is actually reasonable.
"Dad, what happened to my mother?"
Zhang Dashan was guarding his two granddaughters at the door, and Xu Qiuping hurried over and took the two children away.
"That year, when you were three months old, the enemy came and I was defeated. Your mother came up to block the sword for me. I fought with the enemy to save you. At this time, people from the Gusu and Murong families came and killed the enemy. Killed, and at this time your mother had died of anger, and I have been unable to recover since then... "
"Who is the enemy?"
"The Murong family has killed all the enemies!"
clang…
The glass medicine bottle in Zhang Feng's hand was crushed, which frightened Dai'er: "Ah, Feng, your hand..."
Dealing with it quickly, Zhang Feng didn't feel any pain.
Zhang Dashan walked out and said to Murong Qingfeng: "Qingfeng, your sister's ashes have been scattered on the top of Tianshan Mountain, where she and I first met. This is your sister's thing, take it back to your mother!"
As he spoke, Zhang Dashan took out a beautiful jade pendant from his pocket, which was tied with a red rope.
Murong Qingfeng stopped cursing, stood up and took the jade pendant, while Zhang Dashan turned and left.
"Zhang Dashan!!"
Zhang Dashan stopped and did not look back.
"Why? Why do you and I look exactly the same? Why don't you look at me more?" Murong Qingfeng said full of resentment.
After all these years, I finally said this.
Zhang Dashan couldn't look back.
"Zhang Dashan!" Murong Qingfeng shouted loudly: "My sister asked you to take care of me before she died..."
Zhang Dashan paused for a moment, but the next moment he raised his feet and walked away, walking so resolutely and gracefully.
"Zhang Dashan, you, get out of here... wuwu..." Murong Qingfeng started to cry while being beaten and scolded.
Murong Qingfeng angrily drew out his long sword and split the sturdy tea table in half. He squatted there and watched the jade pendant in his hand continue to suffer.
"Wuwu, sister, did you see it? Did you see it? It is indeed the man you chose, wuwu... "
Zhang Feng, who was in the hall, heard the speech outside and finally understood that his aunt and his mother were twins, and his sister also fell in love with her brother-in-law.
But the brother-in-law ignored it.
This bloody plot!
Zhang Feng walked out and ignored the injury on his hands. He walked up and asked, "Auntie, it turns out you like my dad!"
"Boy, is this what you should say?" Murong Qingyun said angrily: "I won't kill you because you call me aunt!"
"Auntie, I know why my dad doesn't like you!"
"Why?"
"My mother must have never scolded anyone!"
"how do you know?"
"I'll know it just by looking at you!"
"It's true. Although your mother and I are twins, our personalities are different... Boy, why don't you learn from your dad and only love one woman? Look at you... why is your dad not like you? ...Are you still a member of the Zhang family?"
"Auntie, you can't say that. If you love me, you love me. Why do you care so much?"
"Yes, boy, you are right. What was the name of that girl just now?"
"Which one?"
"Tell me to cook something for you to eat!"
"Yun Qian!"
"Yun, it's Yun again, huh, you father and son... There is also a person named Zhuo Chaoyun, she is abroad... "
"Haha, what a lover, you beast..."
"Swearing again!"
"Just scold me, men are not good at all!"
The atmosphere suddenly relaxed, and now we felt like a family.
"Auntie, come and have something to eat..."
Yun Qian, who was wearing an apron, walked out and was startled when she saw the coffee table.
"Are you Yun Qian?"
"Yes, aunt!"
"Haha, I'm really hungry!" Murong Qingfeng went over to eat.
I was eating in the hall, just a bowl of plain noodles and a few green vegetables.
"Auntie, I don't know what you like to eat. You just made plain noodles like this. Or I'll make whatever you want to eat!" Yun Qian said.
"Just plain noodles, this is very good!" Murong Qingfeng said and continued eating.
Zhang Feng was amazed that this carefree woman still looked like a girl despite her age.
I have to sigh that she takes good care of herself. She is actually fifty, but she still looks like she is in her thirties, and she doesn't look much older than Yun Qian.
After eating, Murong Qingfeng took out a small bottle and gave it to Sharapova and said, "I hurt you just now. I'm sorry. I'll take this as an apology to you. Don't dislike it. I'm the only one in the world who has it!"
"What is it?" Sharapova stood up to catch it, not mentioning the injury. Both of them were very carefree.
Sharapova is much taller than her.
"It's for skin care!" Murong Qingfeng said, "Just use a little bit, or just smell it!"
"Thank you, auntie!"
Murong Qingfeng said: "You have long arms and long legs, which are suitable for practicing swordsmanship. I will teach you in the future!"
"Thank you, auntie!" Sharapova was pleasantly surprised. She had seen her auntie's strength just now, and Zhang Feng couldn't even do anything to her.
Murong Qingfeng looked at Emiko who was standing behind Zhang Feng and said, "Mo girl, come here!"
Emiko didn't move.
"I'm talking about you, come here!"
Emiko just passed by.
"What's your name?" Murong Qingfeng asked.
"Emiko!"
Emiko's tone was cold.
"Emiko? Haha, that's wrong..." Murong Qingfeng wondered: "From the Japanese country?"
Zhang Feng said: "Auntie, her home is in Japan!"
"No, your swordsmanship is from the Mo family, how could you get there! Something is wrong!"
Emiko said nothing and her expression did not change.
"Who are your parents?" Murong Qingfeng asked.
Emiko asked: "Is this important?"
"Forget it, you may also know the parents who adopted you. You and Zhang Feng are really a pair. They are very good. They can block my sword. I didn't expect there are people like you outside the Mo family!" Murong Qingfeng nodded and said .
"Auntie, what kind of existence is the Mo family?" Zhang Feng asked curiously.
"The Mo family is a thousand-year-old family. It is not in the secular world and has nothing to do with it. Of course you don't know that. I know very little and have not had much contact with it. It's just that Emiko, you know the inner swordsmanship of the Moh family, which is inseparable from the Moh family." Yes, your life experience is extraordinary, but you are right, this is not important! "
Murong Qingfeng's topics jumped quickly.
At this moment, Mieko doesn't think about this problem. She never thinks about those things that are less than and far away. What should come will still come, and what shouldn't come will never come. What's the use of thinking too much
This is Emiko’s state of mind!