fox lure

Chapter 173 Feng Chuang
But for the next sentence, Zhang Yun was inexplicable, and was dumbfounded: "I, want, eat, cat,"

"!"

This...is a bit scary.

She can say that she wants to eat chicken, eat fish, eat a big goose, etc. I don't think it's scary, after all, I also eat these.

But this is to eat cats.

It's creepy no matter what.

About me raising Zhang Yun, Lao Huang and Changjiang didn't say anything, Brother Zhenggang felt that he had no status in Fengyuguan, so of course he didn't say anything.

But Xue Sanbiao always reminded me that I made Zhang Yun a big ghost, and there would be endless troubles.

In fact, there is one thing he didn't say, what's the difference between me raising ghosts like Dai Yuemian?
My dad said earlier, people, they are honest when they are nothing, but once they have the ability, they will be powerful.

People are like ghosts, right?Ghosts are like people.

I rubbed my temples.

I was the only one who was worried. After Zhang Yun said that she wanted to eat cats, she turned her head and went to eat dumplings.

She probably forgot what she said last time.

I turned my head and looked outside the Taoist temple. It was pitch black and I didn't see any cats.

I went back to the kitchen to eat reunion dumplings with everyone. Not long after I ate, someone knocked on the door of the Taoist temple.

It's New Year's Eve, could something happen to someone else?
I ran out to open the door with soy sauce on my face.

The moment he opened the door, he was stunned for a few seconds, very surprised.

My brother Feng Chuang actually came, and he came alone.

He was wearing a Spider-Man down jacket, which looked like it was written by my mother.

It must have been bought by my mother, not Grandpa Feng.

"Brother?" I stared at him blankly, why is he here?

And, if I'm not mistaken, he's 'run away from home'.

From Mubin to Fengyuguan, it takes seven or eight hours by car. I even called my parents in the afternoon, but they didn't say anything.

"Why are you here?" I was relieved.

Immediately pull him to go into the house, first call my parents and Grandpa Feng to report that he is safe.

Feng Chuang stood still, pouted, and stared at me angrily.

"What are you doing?" What is his expression?

His expression clearly let me know on purpose: he is angry!
I couldn't ignore that he was angry.

"Come in," I tug on his arm.

As a result, this guy stood outside the door and shook my hand away.

How hypocritical.

To be honest, he is as hypocritical as my mother.

People say that sons follow their mothers and daughters follow their fathers.

This is absolutely true. In my house, my silly brain is exactly the same as my dad's.

And what about Feng Chuang?Twisted, tempered and unreasonable, especially like my mother.

I stared at him for a few seconds, and after a few seconds, I closed the door and shut him outside.

"What are you doing?" He said this time, and pushed the door open.

"I asked you to come alone during Chinese New Year, do your parents and grandpa know?" After the door opened again, I asked him again.

In the end, this guy still didn't speak, and he had to open the door and stand outside without saying a word.

What is hypocrisy?

What do you mean being able to brag?
What is life and death?

Seeing him like this makes me so angry.

In the past, he didn't 'do' this with me, he just did it with Grandpa Feng and his parents.

I took a breath, and just wanted to coax him, but he took out a pack of cigarettes in his pocket, "Fu Rong Wang", and smoked it with a click.

That bird!
He is only 12!

I was so angry that I didn't hold back, I got up and scratched his ears, and grabbed his ears, "What do you want to do? Ah? Wait for me?"

I dragged him all the way to my house, Lao Huang and the others also came out of the kitchen and saw this scene.

"There's no way to rule," Xue Sanbiao followed us, putting on airs, "Beat me! Do you still dare to smoke? Do you want me to boil the pot for you?"

I have to say that my brother has become a bit rebellious after being away from home for so long.

Smoking is a typical feature.

I'm a little worried about him.

He's becoming less and less of a nice guy.

When he entered the room, he began to babble, with a dissatisfied look: "What's wrong with smoking? I also ranked first in the school year because of smoking, so I didn't delay my studies."

"He's right," Xue Sanbiao turned to look at me, "You're the last one, so don't worry about the sentiments of a top student."

"Hello?" I glared at Feng Chuang, and called my parents, "Your son is here for plump viewing."

"Old girl, you can hold your brother steady. Dad has been driving to find him all day." My dad showed nervousness and a sigh of relief, "Don't make him angry, just follow him. They're all in a mood."

When I hung up the phone, Feng Chuang looked at me coldly: "I didn't come to see you, I just passed by here."

"You pass Fengyuguan, why do you want to go?" I asked him.

"A mixed society, from now on, brother Chuang, the boss of the three northeastern provinces." This guy held his head up and patted himself on the chest, dissatisfied.

But in this voice, why does it sound a bit yin and yang, and it means something?
"Then you go," I pointed to the door, really angry with him, "Go brother Chuang, north of Shanhaiguan, if you don't have a name, hurry up, don't say you grew up eating Lao Jiang's food of."

I'm angry, he took me to play when I was young, but now?

How do I feel that the more he lives, the more childish he is?

Not like the one who can 'lead' me.

"You said that." He was suddenly very angry, and got up to leave.

"You've become, I don't even know you anymore." I didn't give in, I didn't stop him.

I told him: "You don't look like my brother, I don't like you at all now."

"Haven't you changed?" Feng Chuang finally couldn't hold back and started to say: "Did you call me on your own initiative in the past six months? How many times did you reply when I sent you a message? You weren't like this before!"

So, he ran away from home to protest that I had changed?

"I don't want to change either, I still want to be a feeder, am I qualified to be that?" I asked him back.

This is probably the first time the two of us have quarreled.

He froze for a few seconds and said, "Then why does Li Wen come to see you often?"

"Aren't you okay?" He continued, "Why can't you go home?"

After he finished speaking, I was not so angry.

Suddenly, I feel that I am not the same person as him, and he is still living in a carefree life.

If you are in a bad mood, make trouble, and if you are in a good mood, learn to study.

I am different.

Xue Chen usually sent QQ messages with Feng Chuang, and the two had a good relationship in private, and then Feng Chuang went to Xue Chen's room.

And I called my dad, who was driving towards Baishan.

He was talking to me while driving.

My brother has changed in the past few months. He didn't tell me about my brother's changes before, because he thought it was useless to talk about it. I am still young, what can I understand?
My brother's studies have plummeted, he skipped school to go to Internet cafes, and he always beat his classmates at school.

Last month, a boy's nose bridge was broken, and my father paid him tens of thousands of medical expenses.

My dad didn't dare to tell Grandpa Feng about this, because Grandpa Feng had high blood pressure and was afraid of cerebral hemorrhage.

This is nothing, the point is: my brother also talked about a 'object'.

(End of this chapter)