Feng Yiyue looked at He Liangchuan in surprise: "How did you tell?"
Just from a photo taken twenty-seven years ago, he can tell that he has disguised himself. Is this a bit exaggerated?
"Come and see."
Feng Yiyue came over.
He Liangchuan pointed to the man in the photo looking down at her and Feng Xinwan.
"Have you seen it here? It's very stiff and unnatural."
He Liangchuan pointed to the man's jawline.
Feng Yiyue took a closer look. Most people would feel tight in that area when they lowered their heads, but there were wrinkles in that area on men.
"He was probably in his thirties at that time. It's impossible for someone in their thirties to have such droopy skin, right?" He Liangchuan's voice was light.
Listening to He Liangchuan's words, Feng Yiyue joked: "You quite understand."
He Liangchuan touched the tip of his nose and said with a smile: "Isn't that what I see based on myself?"
"But this is it..."
"And you can see that his expression is very stiff. His face is fake."
Feng Yiyue couldn't tell what she felt in her heart, but she was still suffocated. This man deceived her mother with a fake piece of skin?
"As for Beixinghai, there is no high-ranking family named Yu."
Hearing what He Liangchuan said, Feng Yiyue seemed to have already guessed it and was not surprised.
"Don't be discouraged, I will check it for you." He Liangchuan touched Feng Yiyue's head.
Feng Yiyue took the photo from He Liangchuan's hand, and her eyes softened a lot when she looked at her mother.
"Thank you."
"No matter how polite you are, it's our mother. Your thoughts are also my thoughts. I will work with you to let my mother return to her hometown."
Listening to He Liangchuan's words, Feng Yiyue's eyes turned red again, and He Liangchuan looked at his wife helplessly and amusedly.
"Why do you cry so much when you get home, you little crybaby?"
Feng Yiyue stamped her foot: "I'm not a little crybaby!"
"Yes, yes, you're not a little crybaby." Feng Yiyue pinched Feng Yiyue's face.
"Huh! Ignore you!" Feng Yiyue slapped He Liangchuan's hand away and trotted away.
Seeing this, He Liangchuan smiled helplessly and shook his head, but he quickly followed.
"Run slower and don't fall."
Feng Yiyue couldn't help but curse in her heart, why did she still expect her to wrestle? How could she possibly fall because of her strong skills?
However, just as I was thinking this, my feet were unsteady and I fell to the ground all of a sudden!
Feng Yiyue only had one thought: He Liangchuan is a good person, but good things don't work and bad things don't work.
"careful!"
He Liangchuan quickly rushed to Feng Yiyue's side and pulled her into his arms just as she was about to touch the ground.
"Look at you, don't say that to me!"
He Liangchuan smiled and nodded: "Okay, okay, I won't say it anymore, and I won't say it again in the future."
Feng Yiyue glared at He Liangchuan, but this time He Liangchuan had no intention of letting go of Feng Yiyue and kept holding Feng Yiyue's hand and walking back.
We went back just in time to have dinner, but He Liangchuan couldn't escape even if he wanted to. More than a dozen old men just pulled He Liangchuan and started drinking as brothers.
He Liangchuan didn't even have a chance to refuse.
Bottle after bottle of good old wine just disappeared.
The differences among human beings in the world are most vividly displayed at this time.
He Liangchuan obviously drank the most, but as a result, more than a dozen old men were already staggering drunk and swearing. Only He Liangchuan remained unmoved, showing no signs of being drunk at all.
"You husband can do it." Grandma Zhang looked at Feng Yiyue teasingly.
It was also the first time for Feng Yiyue to see He Liangchuan drink like this. After drinking glass after glass of liquor, she was worried that He Liangchuan wouldn't be able to hold on, but in the end, he really didn't change at all.
I drank when I needed to, and didn’t miss a single cup.
"Okay, go and see what's going on. Look at your distressed look."
Being teased by Grandma Zhang like this, Feng Yiyue's face turned red.
"I don't feel bad at all."
Grandma Zhang looked at Feng Yiyue pretending to be suspicious: "I really don't feel bad."
"It's really, really, really true!"
"That's it! We old ladies haven't had a drink with Xiao He yet. Since all the old men have passed out after drinking, let us iron ladies join in!"
Grandma Zhang waved her arms, and the old ladies who were still chatting about home affairs were holding wine glasses and preparing to go to He Liangchuan.
