Yu Changfeng really didn't have much selfishness in asking his grandson to recognize his friend as his godfather.

   However, the other party declined with Tiansha Lone Star. Although Yu Changfeng himself did not believe in that kind of fate, as Yu Jing's grandfather, he would think about it more, so he did not mention it again after that.

   Today is just to use people familiar to both parties to promote a chat atmosphere.

  The young man smiled: "You are not good at deducing divination and naturally don't believe this. Most of our fortune-tellers have this kind of fate.

   "I have few juniors I like, and Yu Jing is one of them, so I don't want him to be badly affected by this."

   "Come on, I can't tell you." Yu Changfeng took a sip from the teacup.

  The young man said gently: "Your little girl doesn't have the same temperament as Yu Jing, but there are six or seven like you."

   Yu Changfeng likes to hear this kind of words. Although his son and grandson are not like him, although he is not disappointed, it is also a pity.

Now the great-granddaughter whom he likes at first glance looks like himself, which makes him very happy. The secret is that the fate of grandparents and grandchildren is destined in the dark, and Yu Qingqian is also a woman, so she is definitely the most favored and pampered of.

   "That's natural. Although my Yu family's blood is thin, Xiao Qianqian has my style, so I have someone to follow." Yu Changfeng laughed.

  Yu Qingqian found out that the great-grandfather's friend knew him very well, so he picked up what he liked to hear.

  The boy was not particularly good at talking, so seeing Yu Changfeng's smiling face also made him feel a little more happy, and he was happy that his friend had such an excellent bloodline.

   He turned his head to look at Yu Qingqian and Feng Chen and said, "You two have extraordinary talents and attainments in planting patterns. You just chose to use a natural mentality to adapt to the prohibition of planting patterns when you were outside."

   He likes Yu Jing very much. Although he doesn't have the same temperament, he also has a good impression of Yu Qingqian and Feng Chen.

   Maybe when you are getting old or getting closer to death, your mentality will be more peaceful, and you can't help but say a few more words when dealing with outstanding or talented juniors.

   So he gave instructions to Feng Chen and Yu Qingqian based on the prohibition of planting patterns outside, which was considered as a return for the kindness of his friends.

The talent of the two in planting patterns is inherently evil. After listening to the guidance of the young man, they immersed themselves in it. When they ask a few questions from time to time, the young man will give a short answer, which seems simple but contains a lot of deep meaning, benefiting the two of them. Substantial.

   The old man and the two young men communicated like this, and Yu Changfeng didn't bother, but was happy to see it happen, and listened while drinking tea.

   Soon, half a day passed, and Feng Chen and Yu Qingqian stopped asking questions.

   Before the teenagers mentioned them, it was long enough to understand them, and it was too much, so it is best to point to them.

   Upon seeing this, the young man admired the hearts of the two and spoke a little more than before.

In addition to chatting, Yu Changfeng also joined in. The four of them involved a wide range of knowledge, and Yu Qingqian and Feng Chen did not show that they couldn't keep up with the rhythm of thinking in front of the two great experts, which made the two of them even more like.

   After another hour, the sky outside gradually became completely dark, but the interior of the thatched cottage was still as bright as day, with a very comfortable feeling.

  Yu Changfeng felt that the relationship and communication were almost improved, so he asked with a smile: "Old guy, I told Xiao Qianqian about your poison, how about if you don't mind letting her see?"