It is said that names in ancient times were arranged in order of seniority, but Feng Shichiro's name was not because his father had seventeen sons, but because he was born on the seventeenth day of the twelfth lunar month, and his mother wanted him to remember her.
A name given to you on your birthday.
"You kid, you are so sensitive to the smell of alcohol even if you don't drink. You can smell any alcohol as soon as you smell it. It will be fine if you come back. We are finally saved." Hidden Fire patted Feng Shiqiulang on the shoulder, only seeing his hair
It was messy and the shoes were covered with a layer of dust, probably because they were in a hurry.
"Three godfathers, although the child has found Huo Chaofan, no matter what I say, he will not give up Xuan Tie. The child is incompetent, please punish the three godfathers." Feng Shiqilang said, cupping his fists.
"It would be weird if you could get Xuantie, but it's normal that you can't get it. Boss Huo has always been addicted to swords, and even if the three of us take action, he may not be willing to give him face." Yin Shui said lightly.
"If we can't get black iron, we will never be able to make the best sword." Feng Shichiro said frustratedly.
"The art of sword-making is never-ending. There is no best, only better. With your way of doing things, it is useless to tell you this now. There is a more important thing for you to do now." Yin Huo patted.
his shoulders.
Feng Shiqilang's eyes flashed and he said excitedly: "Really, third godfather, what is this?"
"Cooking. If you don't come back, the three of us will starve to death." Yinhuo said.
"Yes, how can you drink without side dishes? Is Aunt Hong bullied by you again today?" Feng Shiqilang stood for so long without seeing Aunt Hong, so he thought she was angry with someone else.
"There is no such thing. We will never bully her. She has returned to her hometown."
"Oh." Feng Shiqilang pursed his lips, "It seems like something big would have happened if I hadn't come back in time. Just wait, I'll go cook something for you right now."
The expressions of the three old men softened a little at this moment. Food is the most important thing for the people, and offering sacrifices to the five internal organs is more important than anything else.
Feng Shiqilang couldn't care less about the fatigue of the journey. It was his honor to serve his three godfathers. He ran into the kitchen and suddenly heard a cry, and then saw a big girl squatting in the corner.
"Little girl, what are you doing here? Why are you crying?" Feng Shiqilang looked at her from a distance. Although he could not see her appearance clearly, he felt that she was still very young by looking at her dress. Her body was shaking and moaning from time to time.
Even her crying could tell that she was a little girl.
This gentle voice sounded so comfortable, making people feel like they were bathed in the spring breeze. Liu Qingcong slowly raised her head and saw a young man in plain clothes. He was thin and handsome, making people feel like they were old at first sight. She gradually stopped.
cry.
"Little girl..." Feng Shichiro was shocked when he saw her appearance, not only because of her beauty, but also because of the familiar feeling. "Little girl, have we met before?"
Liu Qingcong remembered him, the young man who bought Daqu wine, but her current identity could not be known. She lowered her head and said: "I am the maid who just entered the house. I think it is impossible for the two of us to have met.
It’s just that people are similar.”
"That's right, how could you be her?" Feng Shichiro smiled. The eldest lady of the winery should be at home at the moment. He looked at her again and asked: "Why are you here?
