Chapter 472 is cute, I want to kiss!

  Ren Nanyan and Sun Liang retreated from the capital last year. After being silent for nearly a year, they are probably really suffocated and want to do something.

  Before the full moon came from Xiao Shitou, news that shocked the whole country came from the southwest. The Sun family suddenly sent troops to cross the border that Sun and Chen’s family had always defaulted.

  Not only that, the news that came from the same day was that Governor Shen was assassinated and Shen Sinian’s disappearance is unknown.

  Thanks to the fact that there are telephones and telegrams in this era, the speed of receiving news has been countless times faster than before. However, the actual spatial distance is still difficult to eliminate. It hasn’t been much time since the incident happened to the six southern provinces receiving the news, but if the six southern provinces want to respond or send troops to the southwest, the southwestern region is mountainous and forested, and there is no traffic. It is convenient to travel from Yongcheng to Beijing. Even if everything goes smoothly, it will be at least nearly a month after the army of the six southern provinces arrive.

  What's more, the six southern provinces are not bordered by the Shen family or the Sun family, which means that if you want to go, you have to cross other people's turf. This restricted the Fu family's movements, so they could only watch whatever happened in the Southwest.

  However, this is not the only bad news, only two days later there will be new news.

Most of the Shen family has been occupied by the Sun family. Because the warlord was suddenly assassinated by the marshal and the whereabouts of the marshal was unknown, many of the Shen family directly surrendered to the Sun family. Some of the defeated generals were forced to retreat or escape into the mountains to hide their whereabouts. .

  Everyone knew that Governor Shen’s death must be Sun Liang’s hand, but no one could do anything about him.

  Although the generals in various regions have condemned this behavior, everyone knows that the binding force of this thing against the warlord who holds a heavy army is a metaphysics. What people are willing to listen to you is to give you face and worry about your own identity. If you just tear your face and don't want to listen to you, it's a pile of waste paper.

  Because of this unexpected situation, the officials and military headquarters of the entire southern six provinces became nervous. Fu Dujun and Fu Dashao were even busier, and even Zhuo Lin reduced the time to visit Fu's grandson.

  Although the situation in the southwest has changed abruptly, it has no effect on ordinary people in Yongcheng.

  In a blink of an eye, it’s almost March at the end of February, and the winter chill is gradually fading away. The trees on the street have long since pulled out new leaves, and people have changed into thick winter clothes and the whole person has become light and lively.

  Leng Sa and Shang Feiyun were sitting on the top of a building drinking tea. There were flowers in full bloom in various places in the upstairs, and there was a faint fragrance floating in the air.

  Looking up and looking into the distance, the west mountain and the park under the mountain not far away are also covered with greenery. The lush greenery in the sun makes people feel much better.

  Shang Feiyun stirred the coffee in front of him and smiled, “It will be the full moon banquet for the little boy in two days. I thought you should be very busy. I didn’t expect to have time to invite me out for tea?”

   Leng Sa held a cup of warm fruit tea, and said helplessly, "I finally told my mother to agree to let me go out."

  Actually, in Leng Sa’s opinion, a one-month confinement is no different from twenty-seven days, but Mrs. Leng’s insistence is that one month is one day a month.

  If it weren’t for today’s wind and sunshine, and after a long time pretending to be pitiful, it might not be possible to come out.

  "It’s rare to come and ask me if you are out of the air. I am so touched." Shang Feiyun smiled insincerely, "I don’t believe Madam Fu is so idle, what can I say straight?"

   Leng Sa raised her eyes and asked her, "How many people will Feiyun have in the southwest?"

  Shang Feiyun said innocently, "The site of Feiyunhui is in the six southern provinces."

   said coldly, "You don't want me, I don't believe that you will be no one in other places. Back then, the Feiyun Club was also a famous force in Anxia, ​​even on the roads of surrounding countries."

  Shang Feiyun looked at her faintly, "Are you talking about my prodigal family, will Feiyun be worse than when my father was there?"

   Leng Sa felt a little helpless, "You know I didn't mean that."

Of course, Shang Feiyun was also joking, sipped a sip of coffee and smiled, "I have people, but what do you want to do? And...what price can you give?" In Shangyanshang, of course, she can't be because of her friendship with Leng Sa. Just let the brother give his life to others in vain, then she doesn't need to be the boss of Feiyun Society.

   said coldly, "Don’t be nervous, I don’t want your brothers to charge for me, just help me keep an eye on some of the situations over there. You can charge the price."

  Charging and trapping people on these roads might as well just pull a few out of the six southern provinces.

Shang Feiyun was a little puzzled, "There is no shortage of intelligence personnel in the six southern provinces, right?"

   Lengsa smiled and said, “People in the Southern Six Provinces and Feiyunhui are naturally different. They have their own styles and approaches, and naturally they see different things. Naturally, there is no fear of too much news.”

  Shang Feiyun thought for a while before nodding, "Okay, I'll let people pay attention to you."

  Leng Sa raised the tea cup in his hand to Shang Feiyun, "Thank you very much, then."

  Shang Feiyun chuckled lightly, “I said that you, the young lady, are really fulfilling your duties. Just after giving birth, I started to worry about my husband and father-in-law.”

  Leng Sa shrugged and said, “This year has been too boring, and now it’s really hard not to find something to do.”

  Shang Feiyun couldn't help but laugh, "Little Young Master Fu is not busy enough for you? By the way, Little Young Master Fu’s Full Moon Banquet, should the Fu Family take care of it?"

Leng Sa said: "It doesn't count, only people from the six southern provinces have been invited. Have you received the post?" Governor Fu wanted to do it with great fanfare, but was overwhelmed by the unanimous opposition of Fu Fengcheng and Zhuo Lin. Come down.

Both Fu Fengcheng and Zhuo Lin felt that the child who was only one month old didn't need to toss like this. If it was normal, it would be fine. Now the situation is going to be chaotic. If there are too many people invited, who knows that it will happen at the full moon banquet. What moth?

  Shang Feiyun nodded and said, "I have received it, so I haven't seen your little son yet."

  Leng Sa couldn't help but smile when thinking of the little stone baby at home, "I can see it when I look back." Suddenly I want to go home a bit, and I don't know if the little baby is crying at home.

  Shang Feiyun looked at Leng Sa’s expression and couldn’t help but smiled, “Being a mother is different, and you look a lot changed.”

   Leng Sa was a little surprised, "Is there any?"

  Shang Feiyun nodded, "Yes, it seems...a little softer than before."

   "Am I not gentle before?"

  "..." Do you have any misunderstanding of the word gentle?

  Go down from the top-floor cafe with Shang Feiyun, and the two bid farewell at the door. Leng Sa suddenly glanced across the street and his eyes flashed slightly.

  Shang Feiyun immediately noticed her change, changed her position and asked in a low voice, "What's the matter?"

   Leng Sa looked inconvenient, and smiled casually, "Why do I think there are so many more people here?"

  Shang Feiyun instantly understood, but smiled on his face, "Isn't this spring? Naturally, there are more people coming out to set up stalls when the weather is warm."

  Leng Sa nodded and waved goodbye to Shang Feiyun and got into the car parked on the side of the road.

  Shang Feiyun watched Leng Sa’s car leave, and then turned to his car, which was parked a little behind.

   Before getting into the car, she glanced across the street, where a peddler who bought cigarettes was talking to a flower girl. An old man selling sugar cakes was sitting not far away, and there were two beggars in the other corner.

  Shang Feiyun chuckled, "It seems that there are a lot of people." He took out a paper currency and handed it to the driver in front, saying, "Go and buy me a pack of cigarettes."

"Yes."

  Leng Sa heard the cry of the baby as soon as he walked into the yard, and quickly handed the bag in his hand to Lan Jing, who was behind him, and walked over quickly.

Mrs. Leng Er was walking around the house holding the baby, and the nurse also stood watching, but the always-behaved baby still kept crying.

   "What's wrong?" Leng Sa walked in and asked softly.

Mrs. Leng said, "I don't know what's wrong, I have been crying since I woke up."

  Second Mrs. Leng thinks that her grandson is also a talent, and crying will not delay his other things. They cried as soon as they woke up. They thought they were hungry and asked the nurse to breastfeed him. They didn't make a lot of noise, and started crying after eating.

  The doctor came to see him and said that the child was fine, maybe he had enough sleep to be hugged. After all, children who are almost one month old are not as sleepy as they are just born.

  "Come and hold you for a while." Mrs. Leng Er handed the baby to Leng Sa.

  Lengsa washed her hands before reaching out to take it. The little baby who was still crying immediately became quiet, but her big eyes were still full of tears, and she looked more and more watery and affectionate.

Mrs. Leng Er was a bit speechless, "I want to find a mother in my relationship, since this child has begun to recognize people at a young age?"

   Leng Sa smiled and patted the baby, "Little Rock misses his mother? He is so good, so smart."

Mrs. Leng Er also laughed, "He is very smart." The young master of the Fu family is surrounded by a group of people every day. In contrast, Leng Sa is definitely not the one who can take care of children the best, but people just recognize his relatives.

   Lengsa teasing the little baby, "When will I talk, Little Stone, call mother..."

Mrs. Leng raised her hand and patted her hand poking the child's cheek, "Don't poke indiscriminately, you will drool, and it will take at least several months for the child to call someone."

  Leng Sa closed his hand with some regret, and soon became happy again: "Our little baby is getting better and better."

  This is true. The baby who is about to full moon has already changed from the red and wrinkled little one when he was born into a white and tender little cute.

  The little guy’s eyebrows are very good-looking. Gradually, it can be seen that the baby’s eyes look very similar to Fu Fengcheng. He will definitely be a beautiful man who will bring harm to the country and the people when he grows up.

"Grow up quickly. When I grow up, my mother will buy you beautiful clothes to make you look beautiful." He rubbed his face on the soft swaddle as he said, and the little baby cracked open with his big eyes. The mouth laughed.

   Leng Sa blinked his eyes, couldn’t help but kissed him on his forehead, "It’s so good."

  In fact, when a child of this size laughs, it doesn’t mean that it is unconscious, but Leng Sa still thinks that his son is very caring and cute.

  Want to kiss!

  Looking at Leng Sa holding her baby for self-entertainment and teasing, Mrs. Leng Er couldn't help sighing.

  At first, she thought that her daughter became a bit too powerful after marrying Fu Dashao, but she still looked like a child who hadn't grown up at the moment.

  Where is a mother who always plays with a newborn child like this? Does she think that a child is a toy?

  (End of this chapter)