When Fengxun went to the Feng tribe to find a small dance, he never entered from the front. Every time he read it from the wall.
The gates of the Xingmei Courtyard were damaged before, but now it is finally repaired again.
Feng Wu simply put a few inscriptions on the wall. In this way, the walls were more than several times more tough, and it was not easy to damage.
"Xiao Wu?" Feng Yan sat on his head and beckoned Feng Wu with a smile.
Feng Wu was sitting on the top of the tree to absorb the aura in the morning light. After she practiced a weekly day, she opened her eyes and saw a young boy face that was brighter than the sun.
"Fengxun?" Feng Wu didn't move, but Feng Xun's eyes jumped to the top of the tree to sit side by side with her.
The sycamore tree of the Xing Meteorium is a bit old. Three people are so rough and more than ten feet high. Sitting on the top of the tree can view the entire situation of the entire Feng tribe, and the streets outside are also clearly seen.
At this time, it is already a dragon season. The roof, the top of the tree, and the ground are covered with a layer of white snow.
On the street outside Fengfu, the Feng tribe has already organized people to shovel snow.
A corner of Fengfu has already set up a few early stalls, fritters, cakes, dumplings, and scents of ravioli.
"Please eat early?" Feng Wu glanced at Fengxun.
Although sitting on the roof, although it is a global position, it is too high, as if it floats high in the sky.
In comparison, she prefers the flavor of the folk market.
"Early? Okay, okay."
Fengxun was about to jump into the star meteor. Feng Wu took him to the corner of the street.
When I walked to the corner of the street, I saw a raised stall, and there were very few people on the stall.
The stall owner is an old couple. They seem to be familiar with Fengwu. They smiled and asked: "Five girls are still old? Small shepherds, a pure and lean meat cricket?"
Feng Wu nodded with a smile.
Fengxun: "I want to be like her, large portion!"
The old husband and wife of the stalls laughed and said hello.
After the order was over, Feng Yan looked at Feng Wu in curiously: "Are you familiar with them?"
Feng Wu: "The taste they make is very authentic."
Fengxun: "You are really a little strange."
Feng Wu took a spoon of chopsticks and glanced at Fengxun curiously.
Feng Yan: "Miss you, aren't you the most not looking at these small stalls on the roadside? I remember Zuo Qingyu particularly disgusted.
Hair all over. ""
Feng Wu only commented on two words: "Ligue."
"Right -yes-" Feng Yan agreed very much. "Before I knew you, I thought the girl's family was like Zuo Qingyu. I was misleading!"
"Yes!" Feng Yan finally remembered his heavy responsibility today, "Little Dance girl, ask you to ask you a question."
"What is the problem?" Feng Wu looked at Fengxun curiously, "You haven't been so modest and easy to learn before, what do you ask, what's the matter?"
"Do you play red envelopes?" Feng Xun said, "Didn't Zuo Qingyu come back a few days ago? Red envelopes sprinkled, and the bird followed it. It was not very cool to look at. Can you play more than her?"
Playing a red envelope? Oh, this is really talking about Feng Wu's heart!
You know, Feng Wu has crossed from the Earth era. On the earth, the three BAT giants dads flies up, especially a certain payment software, the red envelope has completed the tradition.