Zeng Yaqian offered to help Duan Yihong cook, but Duan Yihong was not polite to her and took Zeng Yaqian's hand into the kitchen like a familiar family member.

Looking at Zeng Yaqian's skillful skills in picking and washing vegetables, Duan Yihong showed a satisfied smile. In this era, it is quite rare for a rich girl who was born with a golden key to do housework so skillfully.

"Yaqian, the mountain man is a fool and doesn't know how to make girls happy. Please be more considerate."

"Aunt Hong, actually I have a rather stubborn temper."

"That's good enough," Duan Yihong said with a smile, "I will never find another girl who is so good to him in this world."

Zeng Yaqian smiled, "Maybe he doesn't think so."

"I don't know a lot of things between you, but I can guess it. When you met, you were a rich lady, and he was just a boy at a barbecue restaurant. I can imagine your true love for the mountain people.

With such a disparity in status, one can imagine your great courage."

Zeng Yaqian smiled and said, "I have had this stubborn temper since I was a child, and no one can stop me." She paused and said, "Actually, this is also the result of the mountain people's efforts. It was his actions that convinced the Zeng family to accept him."

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Duan Yihong showed a happy smile, and she believed deeply in her heart that she had long regarded Lu Shanmin as her biological son. Every mother hopes to be proud of her son, which made her deeply proud of Lu Shanmin.

"Who said you have a stubborn temper? I think what you do is persistence and holding on until the clouds clear and the moon shines brightly. This is difficult for men to do, let alone women."

Zeng Yaqian was also very happy. She was a little nervous on the way here, fearing that Duan Yihong would be picky about her. After contacting her, she felt that Duan Yihong was easier to get along with than Lu Shanmin said.

"Aunt Hong, if you continue to praise me, I will be proud."

"I'm not praising you, it's just that you are really good." He pointed to Zeng Yaqian's white hands, "One look at your beautiful hands and I know that you haven't touched Yang Chun Shui since you were a child. You only started after meeting the mountain people.

Learn it."

Zeng Yaqian nodded, "I learned from my mother in my free time."

Duan Yihong smiled bitterly and said: "You don't have so much free time. You run such a big company and you work so hard behind the scenes to check and fill vacancies for the mountain people. How much free time do you have? It's just intentional."

Zeng Yaqian noticed a flash of helplessness on Duan Yihong's face. Her words were speaking to her, but more like speaking to herself.

Duan Yihong also realized that he had lost his composure and said with a smile: "Although the mountain people are dull, they are not stupid. I believe he knows your benefits better than me."

Zeng Yaqian shook her head, "Aunt Hong, I'm not being nice to him to make him appreciate me, it's just because I want to do that."

Duan Yihong smiled and nodded, "If you ask what love is in this world, it will tell you whether life and death are mutual. That's what I mean."

"Don't worry, Aunt Hong likes you very much. If the mountain people dare to bully you, I will help you deal with him."

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When he learned that Lu Shanmin had reached the early stage of the late stage of Moving Mountain Realm, Fang Yuanshan was astonished beyond belief. The person who could not even walk a single round in his hands had actually surpassed his realm in just two or three years.

Entered the realm that countless foreign boxing practitioners dream of.

In the late stage of Moving Mountain Realm, he is already a real master in this era.

Fortunately, Lu Shanmin has not revealed the fact that he is almost invincible in the same realm, otherwise Fang Yuanshan would not be sure how surprised he would be.

It wasn't until Lu Shanmin explained that the reason why he had progressed so quickly in the past few years was because he had been laid a solid foundation by the two masters since he was a child, and that he did not really improve to this level just in the past two or three years, did Fang Yuanshan feel a little uneasy.

So surprised.

Feng Lang looked at Fang Yuanshan and said, "I know you, a genius in the Sanda world, won the National Professional League Championship at the age of seventeen. Not only did you win the championship again, but you also defeated the heavyweight champion who was several levels higher than you."

Fang Yuanshan frowned slightly. Such a record was a legend when mentioned in front of others, but he felt a little embarrassed in front of the person in front of him.

"Later I quit the Sanda world and went around to challenge and visit famous teachers. I thought I was strong enough, but I didn't expect that I would still be so insignificant in front of you real martial arts masters."

Feng Lang shook his head and said in a hoarse voice: "Although the progress of martial arts requires practicing in the summer and in the winter, diligence and persistence are the foundation. But after reaching a certain level, talent is the key, otherwise no matter how hard you work, it will be in vain."

Fang Yuanshan suddenly felt lost, "You mean I'm not talented enough."

Feng Lang shook his head slightly again, "The fact that you can create a legend that no one has surpassed in the Sanda world shows that your talent is sufficient. The reason why you have stayed at the peak of the middle stage of Moving Mountain Realm is because your studies are too complicated, and

There is no real martial arts master to give you guidance."

Fang Yuanshan's eyes lit up, "Mr. Feng means that I have the opportunity to enter the late stage of moving mountains."

Feng Lang nodded, "After you return to the East China Sea, go to my master. As long as he is willing to give you guidance, not to mention the early stages of the later stages, it is not impossible to reach a higher realm."

"Then, will your master be willing to give me some advice?" Fang Yuanshan was a little worried. Those truly peerless masters often have weird tempers.

Feng Lang turned to look at Lu Shanmin and said with a smile: "As long as the mountain people speak, there will be no problem. As far as I know, he is the only one who can chase my master all over the mountain."

Fang Yuanshan looked at the Lushan people in confusion.

Lu Shanmin glanced at Feng Lang and knew that he was selling favors to him on purpose. He smiled awkwardly, "At that time, I thought he was an old liar who liked to brag."

"Uncle Yuanshan, don't worry, although the old magic stick is crazy, he is actually a very easy person to get along with."

At this time, Fang Yuanshan's cell phone rang.

Fang Yuanshan took out his cell phone and looked at it. It was Zeng Qingwen calling.

"Yaqian's mobile phone is turned off, are you with him?"

"She is cooking in the kitchen, I will call her right away."

The person on the other end of the phone paused and said, "No, I have something to discuss with her. You can just tell her."

Fang Yuanshan had a premonition that things might be a little complicated, so he said, "Wait a moment."

Then he said to Lu Shanmin and Feng Lang: "I'll go out and take a call first." After that, he got up and walked out the door.

Waves of aroma spread to the living room, and Feng Lang unconsciously turned his head to look in the direction of the kitchen, with a faint smile showing at the corner of his eyes. It was a warm smile with a hint of happiness.

Lu Shanmin felt that Feng Lang had a special affection for Aunt Hong, but he didn't know why they hadn't gotten together even though they were over forty.

"Uncle Feng, how did you and Aunt Hong meet?"

Feng Lang turned his head and looked at Lu Shanmin quietly without saying anything. He didn't know whether he was recalling the scene when they met or thinking about whether to answer this question.

Lu Shanmin smiled and said, "I'm just asking casually. If Uncle Feng doesn't want to talk, you don't have to say anything."

Feng Lang raised his eyebrows and said slowly: "She was seventeen years old that year, and she went to Tianjing from Chongqing to go to college. I was also seventeen that year, and I came to Tianjing from Chongqing to work. She liked to eat ice cream, and I happened to be working in Tianjing Cai

Selling ice cream at the gate."

"When I first met her, she was wearing a black and white dress with a pink bow on her head. On her feet were a pair of old-fashioned round-toe flat black leather shoes."

"She likes to laugh very much. I have never seen a girl who loves to laugh as much as she does. She smiles brightly even when facing a small vendor like me. Her smile is very beautiful, like azalea in spring, delicate but not pretty.

"And like the rising sun, warm but not hot. Her laughter is very pleasant, like silver bells floating in the wind, and like pearls falling into a jade plate."

Lu Shanmin looked at the wind and waves with a smile, his eyebrows twitching slightly and his eyes full of light.

"Just seeing her makes me feel happy. The few minutes when she comes to buy ice cream become my biggest expectation of the day. If she doesn't come one day, I will feel inexplicable loss. That's when she came to buy ice cream."

From then on, I only liked summer but not winter."

Lu Shanmin listened quietly, carefully experiencing the mood of the wind and waves. Early in the morning, he pushed a trolley to the gate of Tianjing University of Finance and Economics to sell ice cream, waiting to meet the person he wanted to meet. Aunt Hong bought the ice cream on the short

A few minutes was all he had for a whole day. A picture couldn't help but emerge in his mind,

Feng Lang stood at the school gate selling ice cream while staring at the school gate eagerly waiting from morning to night. If Aunt Hong hadn't come that day, he might have waited until late at night. When he closed the stall and left, he might have looked back every step of the way.

Looking forward to the surprise to come, when I look back, I can’t see the figure I want to see.

"We are both from Chongqing, so we are naturally more cordial to each other and have gradually become friends." He smiled as he spoke, with a hint of pride in his smile, "She was the first one to pick me up in Tianjing."

Someone who is a friend”.

As he spoke, his expression gradually dimmed, "One day she brought a man to me. He was tall and mighty, with a bold personality and a hearty laugh. In short, I felt ashamed standing in front of him. She

The look in his eyes was very gentle and full of happiness, but my heart felt sore."

"Later, the man said that I was a good young talent that is rare to see in a hundred years, and then he introduced me to the master."

Lu Shanmin avoided the wind and waves, and he knew that the man was his father, Lu Chenlong. He once heard Duan Yihong say that his father went to Tianjing to develop the market at that time and studied at Tianjing University of Finance and Economics for a period of time.

They met at that time. At that time, he had a vague feeling that something happened between Duan Yihong and his father.

"Her happiness did not last long. When I saw her later, her face was often filled with sadness."

"She told me everything that was on her mind, and I stood by quietly as a listener. When she laughed, I laughed with her, and when she cried, I was sad with her. Until one day she stopped showing her feelings easily.

, I just looked at her quietly."

"Uncle Feng, haven't you told Aunt Hong that you like her?"

Feng Lang shook his head and said with a smile: "It's enough to protect her like this for a lifetime."

Lu Shanmin felt a sense of guilt in his heart. Although this matter had nothing to do with him, it had something to do with his father.

"Uncle Feng,".
Chapter completed!