The reborn fierce wife is going to counterattack

Chapter 513 Second Award
Birth, old age, sickness and death are not something people can control. After seeing her grandma away, Feng Huaying's mood was depressed and she couldn't cheer up.

But life has to go on. After grandma's first seven days, Feng Huaying took a few children back to Yizhou.

It doesn't matter how long she stays, but Zeying and the others still have to go to school, so they can't delay too long.

But after going through this experience, Feng Huaying was a little tired of doing anything.

When he came back, Ji Weihe wasn't there, he was still busy, and he couldn't find someone close to him to talk about what was in his heart.

Although Jiang Feng and Luo Xiujun are friends, sometimes there are things they don't want to say to them.

"Master, don't move such a heavy thing. I'll do it." Seeing Master carrying water, Feng Huaying hurried over to take over: "And Mama Zhang, if you have any hard work at home, don't do it, just ask me."

"After working for so long, master, take a rest and don't get tired." Seeing that master had been working too long, Feng Huaying reminded her.

"Master, do you have a cold?" Feng Huaying became nervous when she saw Master sneezing: "Should I go to the hospital?"

Unable to calm down, Feng Huaying went to the master's house to fulfill her filial piety.

She used to go to the master's house often, but not as frequently as now, she can go several times a day.

Master is not young anymore, and he is over 80 this year. His body, which was still healthy before, has not been very good in recent years, and his immunity is not as good as before.

Liao Mingyuan waved his hand: "No, just sneeze, don't have a cold, don't make a fuss, I really treat your master like a child."

"Master, why don't you take it seriously at all." Feng Huaying disagreed, and suggested; "Master, let's go to the hospital for a physical examination when we have time. No matter whether there is something wrong, you can rest assured after the examination."

Her grandma usually felt that it was nothing, so she just passed it, and bought some medicine at random, and when she got sick, she couldn't cure it even if she wanted to.

Thinking of this, Feng Huaying couldn't help but feel uncomfortable.

After wiping her eyes, Feng Huaying took Master's hand: "Really, Master, let's go check it out."

Liao Mingyuan also knew what was going on with her, and patted her on the shoulder: "Hey, you child, I am already long enough to live to such a young age, your teacher is still waiting for me below, I will go down in two years Find her, you should be happy for me."

Feng Huaying looked at Master accusingly: "Master, why do you say everything outside?"

"Bah, bah, bah, it's all fake, don't take it seriously, my master wants to live a long life."

"After living so long, what should you do if your mistress waits impatiently and runs away with someone? That's not acceptable." Liao Mingyuan said relaxedly: "You don't know how beautiful your mistress is, so you can't let others snatch her away."

His own body knows that if he lives another five or six years, seven or eight years will be almost the same, and if he lives to ninety, he will reach the sky.

Ninety is enough for a long life.

"Master." Feng Huaying didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Liao Mingyuan said seriously: "When that day really comes, you should be happy for me. I am very lucky in this life. I have a son who loves me all my life and has a promising son. I have accepted your two senior brothers and your three apprentices. And no regrets."

Feng Huaying couldn't resist Master, so she didn't go to the hospital for an examination in the end. Gradually, under Master's open-minded attitude, she also looked away a lot, but she still went to see him from time to time.

In October, Feng Huaying received an invitation letter to participate in the Asian Architecture Award.

When she got the invitation letter, Feng Huaying thought, why not earlier, so she could share the good news with her grandma: her granddaughter is very promising, and now she has gone out of the country and went international.

However, the dead are gone, and it is useless for her to think more.

"Mom, are you going abroad?" Ji Zeying was excited, and then a little bit coyly said: "Can you bring me something?"

"Mom, mom, and me, I also want you to help me bring something." Ji Zejun did not fall behind, and actively made a request: "It's very simple, just help me bring a Boomer guitar."

Ji Zesheng also looked at his mother expectantly: "Me too."

"Isn't the one I made for you out of spruce bad?" Feng Huaying pinched her son's face in displeasure. Apart from the strings, she made a guitar herself, and even used dark wood for the guitar fingerboard. Usually she Can't bear to move.

She felt so good, this kid actually wanted to buy another guitar.

"It's not bad, it's a collection." Ji Zejun felt that he had found an excellent reason: "Yes, it is a collection. How cool is it to have a guitar of all kinds."

"You're the only one with a lot of nonsense." Feng Huaying accepted her son's statement, but she was still angry: "Sing me two songs in a while, and I'll bring them to you."

"But I'm not sure if I can buy it, so don't hold out too much hope."

"Yeah, I know, if you can buy it, you can buy it, if you can't buy it, forget it." Ji Zejun said generously, but finally added: "Be sure to look for it."

"Hmph." Feng Huaying glanced at the well-behaved youngest son, then asked the daughter and eldest son, "What are you going to bring?"

"Candice gloves."

"Analog Circuit Design, the original document is required."

"What?!" Feng Huaying's forehead twitched, looking at the eldest daughter, she was going into a rage. Learning martial arts is not enough, so now you need to learn boxing?

"Ji Zeying, you want to shake the sky, when did you go to learn boxing?" Feng Huaying was about to breathe fire, seeing her daughter's guilty conscience, she was very worried.

What can I do about this, this girl is like a tomboy, even more fierce than she was back then, and look at the short hair, if she hadn't forced it to grow long, and had moved it to long, otherwise she would have had a cut.

Will she be able to find someone in the future?
"Just curious." Ji Zeying lacked confidence, and her mother let her relax a little bit for a while, so she went to some places, saw boxing, and was a little interested and wanted to learn.

If you want to learn, you need to have equipment. The ones they buy here are ordinary ones, and they don’t work well after she uses them a few times. I heard that Candice gloves are the strongest, but they don’t sell them here.

It happened that my mother was going abroad, so she asked her mother to take it without thinking about it, completely forgetting that her mother didn't even know that she was learning boxing.

"You're curious about everything." Feng Huaying ignored her daughter and asked her eldest son, "Apart from the original documents, what else do I need to bring?"

Ji Zeying refused to accept: "Mom, you treat them differently, and you still say you are not partial."

Pulling the younger brother, he said pitifully, "Xiao Jun, we are so pitiful, only Xiao Sheng is the only one who is our own."

Ji Zejun hugged his sister and whined: "Sister, we are the only ones left for each other."

Ji Zecheng looked at his elder sister and younger brother without a word, and came again.

"Stop making troubles, if you make troubles again, I won't bring them to you." Feng Huaying was troubled by the two siblings, who are the playwrights. Hurt you two?"

Ji Zeying and Ji Zejun pretended not to hear their mother's disobedient words, and confirmed with joy: "Mom, you promised yourself."

There was no trace of tears on his face, and he was howling just now.

"Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes." Feng Huaying told Ji Zeying: "Look at the two younger brothers at home, don't go out to play all day long, don't let your godmother worry about it."

Ready, Feng Huaying set off for Xiangshi, this is the first time in his life to fly by plane, Feng Huaying was quite nervous.

Aviation is still underdeveloped, and there are only a few cities in the country with airports, and Xiangshi is the closest one to her.

When Feng Huaying flew to Xinguo, Ji Weihe's "Costin" completed the milestone success of the sea trial, and everyone cheered.

"Great, we made it."

"In coastal defense, we don't have to look at the faces of those people anymore!"

"I want to be on our heads for the rest of my life, dreaming!"

(End of this chapter)