Hearing this series of gift lists, the entire Lu family was shocked.

The sourness, relief, glory, surprise, and... the softness and longing in the heart were all ignited at this moment.

"Too many, too many!" Lu Yingfeng murmured with tears in his eyes.

The Lu family has also had a family of generations. Anyone who can join the ranks of several aristocratic families in Beijing will have no one that is not a big family.

However, many of the gifts given by Zuo Xiaoduo this time are among the best, dreamy and even many treasures. If you take one out alone, it will be enough to become a family heirloom of the top families like the Lu family in Beijing!

As for such things, Zuo Xiaoduo took out hundreds of pieces at one time.

"Compared with everything that Mr. He of the Lu family did for Phoenix City, there is not much, not much at all!"

Zuo Xiaoduo said seriously: "We are afraid that we don't give enough and cannot express our feelings."

"Please, please, old man, don't refuse."

"This is our intention as students, and it is also... a representative of the old principal, a heart."

Zuo Xiaonian and Zuo Xiaoduo bowed together and said.

Lu Yingfeng sighed softly, resisted the turbulent emotions in his heart, and tried his best to control it, but his voice was still a little hoarse and trembled, saying, "Okay, then let's put it all away."

"yes."

Several Supreme Elders didn't dare to let others do it, so they took it themselves.

These treasures are really too expensive. With these foundations, as long as they are used properly, they can ensure that the Lu family will last for thousands of years!

And all of this is just because the Lu family raised a good daughter.

Mrs. Lu cried in a daze, holding the three stamina pills that she gave her alone, and she was so crying that she couldn't speak.

Although these three calves of the eyes were given by Zuo Xiaoduo, she clearly felt that they were the daughter she missed the most and felt most distressed. She stood in front of her and put the pill in her hands.

And it seems that I can clearly hear my daughter saying with admiration: "Mom, I'm leaving, take care of you."

At this moment, Mrs. Lu felt heartbroken and in pain.

Even if the whole world is not needed, even if all these things are gone, as long as she can exchange it for her daughter to go home, she will do everything she can.

But...it's impossible...

"Send an order, today, the Lu family will hold a banquet and celebrate the whole family!"

Lu Yingfeng's voice trembled and ordered.

"A while ago, all the students from Phoenix City who were still in Beijing would be invited to the Lu family to hold a family dinner!"

"As a teacher, the greatest achievement is that students all over the world! The happiest, most glorious and happiest thing is that students who have graduated for many years are still thinking about themselves, remember to write letters to themselves, and come to visit themselves at home. This is a teacher, his lifelong achievements, real achievements, and greatest achievements!"

"I will entertain his students for my Qianqian, your old principal."

"Open the oldest warehouse in the family and take out the longest-time wine in our Lu family!"

"I will stop drunk today, and I will not return until I am drunk!"

"Xiaoduo, Xiaonian, please!"

"This is your old principal's home, and your Phoenix City No. 2 Middle School, forever!"

"please!"

...

The Lu family made this day a festival.

The whole family was busy, and all the children of the Lu family who were not far from here were recalled, especially He Yuanyue's brothers.

"Your sister's students are here to visit the family and they all come back to meet."

"Be more energetic and dress better, don't let your sister down."

"Come back soon."

...

Before the banquet, the head of the Lu family brought Zuo Xiaoduo and Zuo Xiaonian into the study.

Because Mrs. Lu was too emotional, she returned to her inner house to rest.

The study of the head of the Lu family is very large and magnificent.

But what can really attract Zuo Xiaoduo and Zuo Xiaonian's attention is a painting on the wall.

The painting is a beautiful girl in purple, with her eyebrows and eyes as if she was picturesque, and she was mixed with a bit of unfading youthful and childishness. She is not only cute, but also full of heroism and a talented person.

He held a long sword like playing in his hand, his hair was like a waterfall, and his eyes were full of cleverness and cleverness.

At the right time, a few wisps of wind flowed from the window. As the breeze rippled, the stunning girl in the painting seemed to come alive, her clothes fluttering and her spirit was flying.

When Lu Yingfeng saw the two of them looking at the painting, he smiled and said, "This...is Qianqian."

"Is this the old principal?"

Zuo Xiaoduo and Zuo Xiaonian were full of disbelief.

After all, in the hearts of the old principal, the old man with a long hair and a long time commitment to a wheelchair!

There are a few lines of words on the portrait.

"Love daughter Qianqian."

"I pity the most beautiful girl, my heart is connected with flesh and blood; I have been called a good talent since I was a child, and my appearance is as good as a fairy; once the storm arises, I carry my sword to the south of the world; there are many ghosts in the world, and my wings are broken in the snowy mountains; once the sound is gone, I buried my head in the world; my flesh and blood raise seedlings, and my heart is composed of a new chapter; I never return for a hundred years, but only by the phoenix; young eagles soar into the sky, and peaches and plums are everywhere; I think in my heart every day, and my soul and dreams are connected every night. If there is a desire to reincarnate, I will continue the fate of the next life."

The two of them recited gently and carefully savored the taste.

The rhetoric of this poem is quite average, and the words and sentences can even be said to be rough; the levels and tones are even more irregular.

But the strong emotions revealed in it can be seen at a glance and enter the heart and soul.

Anyone who knows about this matter will be moved by this poem when he sees this poem.

"This is a portrait of my daughter... The paintings are painted by me; the poems are written by me."

Lu Yingfeng looked at the daughter in the portrait, his eyes were as full of doting as before: "When Qianqian had an accident, I could not paint... I heard that... If the painting enters the holy way, the words follow the Dharma, and one stroke of the stroke can make the person in the painting return to the world and shape the flesh and blood body..."

"I... So from that time on, I have been practicing painting hard, and it has been nearly a hundred years since then..."

"I always think about when I can draw my daughter so that she can live a healthy and cute life again, then put my arms around my neck and call me dad."

"I have always known that she is coaching in Phoenix City, but... her cultivation level is destroyed and her face is old. I beg me not to see her... I could go and take a look at her secretly at first. Later, the boy Qin Fangyang found Phoenix City... and..."

"But I miss her, I think about it every day..."

Lu Yingfeng looked at the portrait in a daze and murmured: "Now, she is finally free... and she will never call me dad again..."

"Even if there is a next life, even if there is reincarnation, she is no longer my treasure. I don't know whose treasure she has become... I hope that the family can like and love their daughter like me..."

He stretched out his hand and gently brushed his fingers across the portrait, as if he wanted to pick up his daughter's scattered hair that was blown by the wind.

"I am really happy to see you..."

Lu Yingfeng exhaled from his heart and said with relief and sadness: "Every time I see a student from Phoenix City No. 2 Middle School, I feel like I have seen Qianqian's lifelong efforts, just like my grandson and daughter..."

"very nice."

Lu Yingfeng said.

...

Zuo Xiaoduo and Zuo Xiaonian didn't know what they felt in their hearts, but only felt countless emotions rushing into their hearts. It was a complex and unspeakable taste, which could not be described by the pen and ink.

In the portrait, the peerless girl.

Phoenix City, the thin and dry old woman with white hair on a wheelchair...

For a moment, I felt very upset.

The three of them sat down in the study, and Lu Yingfeng made tea to greet the two of them. Zuo Xiaonian stepped forward, took the teapot, and poured tea for the three of them.

The portrait was hung on the wall, and the wind blew from the window, rising and falling gently. Since hanging this painting, Lu Yingfeng's study window has never been closed again.

My daughter likes to play outside, especially the garden outside the study.

Now, the flower that my daughter likes the most has grown into a big flower tree with a crown of more than 20 meters.

The old thing is still there, but the beauty is no longer there...

"My daughter, on the first day of her birth, was me. I still remember that day, in my arms, the little meat ball that had not yet opened her eyes..."

Lu Yingfeng stood in front of the portrait and looked at the portrait with loving eyes: "When Qianqian was a child, her favorite thing was to ride on my neck and take her around the garden... The first thing she learned was her father."

Tears shone brightly in his eyes, and then a cloud of smoke rose.

Then he didn't speak.

Instead, he turned around and sat at the desk.

"This is all I know about the Wang family." Lu Yingfeng handed over a document in an understatement.

"This is part of the revenge and progress that our Lu family has already carried out."

"This is the direction of action to prepare for the future."
To be continued...