When Feng saw that the expressions of the three girls turned gloomy and realized that he had made a mistake, he turned his eyes and had an idea. He coughed lightly and said, "But we are different from Qin Shihuang.
Qin Shihuang's immortality is only for himself, so he will not be able to bear the loneliness, so he is very likely to collapse and cannot stand it, but we are different, there are four of us, and Xiaoshuang, who is much stronger than him."
The three girls felt a little better after hearing this, but Ren Zhuzhu still sighed quietly when she thought of her parents at home: "But mom and dad..."
Ren Jingjing is very tolerant in this regard. Because she did not grow up with her parents, her feelings are relatively indifferent. She looked at Zhuzhu and said: "They are older than us, so they would have left before us.
You don’t have to worry too much.”
Ren Zhuzhu was speechless. Looking at the silent Ren Tingting, she thought of her uncle who had long since turned into a zombie and passed away. She felt quite guilty in her heart. She was still thinking about her parents, but Ren Tingting's parents had already died.
"But she still has a brother-in-law. Even if everyone around her is gone, they can still be a couple of gods and gods..."
Feng Yi thought of Uncle Jiu and the others, of Qiu Sheng's literary talents, of Mao Xiaofang in Gantian Town, and of Zhuge Kongping and Ma Danna outside the Pass. They would all slowly grow old and leave this world, as well as Xiaoli who had disappeared without even having time to say goodbye...
"I didn't expect that in just a few years, there would already be so many people around me. This is good. The one who leaves first won't suffer, but the one who stays last will suffer. Just let me bear it."
When the four people were distracted, a burst of howling suddenly sounded from a distance. Several people came back from their thoughts and looked curiously, all frowning.
Walking this way was a funeral procession. There were about a dozen people in this procession, holding banners and wearing funeral mourning clothes. They were scattering paper money and wailing at the top of their lungs. They were quite loud.
"What a coincidence."
Feng Yi shook his head. They had just finished talking when they saw a dead person. It was so appropriate for the occasion.
The four of them stepped back and got out of the way of the main road, and heard the people next to them whispering.
"The old Hou family is so miserable. The couple has not given birth to a son or a daughter for so many years. It is not easy for the wife to become pregnant, but she suddenly dies suddenly. It is simply a human tragedy."
An old man with a sallow face and a white towel on his head shook his head and sighed.
"Yes, the most rare thing is that they are very affectionate even if they have no children. They have never had a quarrel or become red in the face. However, after having children, they are separated from each other. It is really unpredictable in the world."
Another middle-aged man in his forties followed.
Several other people obviously knew about this, and they were all very sad.
When Ren Tingting and the other three girls heard what they said, they became worried. They gathered together and whispered, their words mostly filled with sympathy.
Feng Yi looked at the funeral procession and frowned inaudibly. He rolled his eyes and came to the people who had just spoken and said: "Guys, I am a tourist from the south. I don't want to encounter such a thing when passing through our town.
I can't bear to hear it...
I wonder who the Lao Hou you are talking about is the husband of the dead woman?"
Feng Yi was not wearing a Taoist robe, but a light green gown. With his handsome face, he really looked like a rich man out for fun. Although his face was expressionless, his tone was quite polite, and several locals didn't pay much attention.
Pointing to the man who cried the loudest in the team, he said: "Well, the one who cries the loudest is my name. His name is Hou Changchun."
Feng Yi followed their instructions and nodded silently: "Then those following him are his parents, right?"
"Yes, Lao Hou's family of three are all honest businessmen. Hou Changchun treats his wife Li Xiaolian very well. Even though Li Xiaolian has been idle in the past few years, he still does not dislike her.
The two of them had seen many doctors in private and taken many medicines, but nothing worked. At first we thought they had given up, but unexpectedly, God opened our eyes and Li Xiaolian was pregnant.
You don’t know that when the news came out, the whole town was shocked and congratulated the Hou family one after another. The Hou family was also overjoyed and spent a lot of money to treat the people in the town to dinner, and even bought more money afterwards.
A lot of shark fin and bird's nest were used to nurse Li Xiaolian's body, which was extremely valuable.
Who would have thought that Li Xiaolian was not a happy person? Not even half a month had passed before she fell into a well while fetching water to wash clothes and drowned.
Hey, this is really hard for Hou Changchun. He has fainted from crying several times. He is a very strong man. He has been crying so hard for the past two days that he almost lost his appearance."
Feng Yi looked at Hou Changchun, who was pale and thin, nodded and said, "It's really touching."
Several people looked at the expressionless Feng Yi and muttered as he said these words. He had no expression at all, and there was no sign of any touching emotion from you.
Feng Yi didn't expect that his facial paralysis would be complained about by several people. He looked around and pointed at a young woman and asked: "This little lady is quite pretty. Is she Li Xiaolian's sister?"
A few locals almost went berserk. Good guy, no wonder you are expressionless. It turns out you didn't take Lao Hou's family's affairs to heart at all and had other ideas.
If it weren't for the fact that the sword you carry is not of ordinary quality, and you seem to have great skills, we would definitely spit on the robe you are wearing!
At present, several people had already regarded Feng Yili as a shameless and shameless disciple in their hearts. No one paid any attention to him anymore and they all rolled their eyes and left.
Feng Yi didn't take it seriously when he saw this. He rubbed his nose while watching the funeral procession going away, turned around and said to Ren Tingting and the others: "It's almost enough to see the fun, let's go back to the hotel and wait for Uncle Nine."
"Hey, Sister Tingting, aren't you angry at all when your brother-in-law asks about other women in front of you?"
Ren Zhuzhu pointed angrily at Feng Yi and asked.
Ren Jingjing also curled her lips and rolled her eyes at Feng Yiliang. Her face was paralyzed but she was still so lustful. She was exactly the same as before. Fortunately, Tingting was still devoted to him!
Ren Tingting covered her mouth and chuckled: "You have misunderstood Feng Yi. He must have discovered something wrong, right, brother Feng."
Feng Yi pinched Ren Tingting's flawless face lovingly and said, "I discovered that among you three sisters, the only one with an above-average IQ is Tingting. You two are truly sisters."
"Hey, what do you mean?"
Ren Jingjing was unhappy.
"Yes, brother-in-law, please speak clearly, otherwise I won't let you go."
Ren Zhuzhu held her waist and stood in front of him.
Feng Yi sighed, as if he had nothing to do with you. Just when the corners of Ren Zhuzhu's lips raised a proud smile, Feng Yi jumped up, passed directly over her head, and then ran towards the hotel quickly.
"Hey, hey, brother-in-law! Stop it and speak clearly. Where are we stupid!"
Ren Zhuzhu shouted from behind.
[Author's digression]: A reader said it very well. The writing used to be very funny and humorous, but recently it has become bitter and hateful... Well, I'm trying to get back the feeling I used to have, Oli!
