Chapter 2586: The Marriage Arranged

"Which Fang Han?"

Feng Youwei asked, blinking.

Fang Xing was a little speechless, and then said: "As far as Fang knows, there are many people named Fang in the capital, but the only one named Fang Han is Quanzi."

Feng Youwei was hit by some emotion and his body staggered.

However, Mrs. Zhao calmly went over to support him and said, "Uncle, please come in and serve tea."

Fang Xing smiled and said: "There will be more opportunities for tea and tea in the future, but is Mr. Feng okay? If it is not appropriate, Fang does know some techniques for distinguishing yellow."

This was a kind of indirect ridicule, and Feng Youwei understood it.

As soon as he looked up, he saw Feng Lin walking in, and said, "Alin, go back to your room first."

Fang Xing turned around slowly, and Feng Lin came to greet him in a panic.

Her bun-shaped face has faded a lot, and she doesn't look like a beauty, but she has an air of kindness that makes people feel friendly.

Girl next door?

Fang Xing smiled slightly and said, "She is a good girl."

This is recognition of Feng Lin!

Yang only felt that the anger in her chest was getting stronger, so she retched again.

Feng Xiang looked at Fang Xing blankly, feeling that the world was a little chaotic.

"Who is Fang Han?"

he asked subconsciously.

Feng Lin didn't hear what Fang Xing said before, so he thought it was Tudou who was causing trouble, so he asked, "What's wrong with Fang Han?"

Fang Xing saw all these reactions and said, "He's fine."

How can something happen to that boy? For the sake of his future, I, the father, have to come and ask for his hand in marriage.

Feng Youwei said with a straight face: "Ah Lin, hurry in!"

After Feng Lin entered, Fang Xing smiled and said to Feng Youwei: "Mr. Feng and Quanzi must have met many times. You should also know what the boy's temperament is. If you don't want to give up, Fang brought a bottle of good food." Come on, let’s have a drink together at noon?”

Most people ask a matchmaker to come to their house when seeking marriage. If it fails, there is still room for maneuver, so that future meetings will not be awkward.

But Fang Xing broke the rules and came to the door in person. If word spread, it would inevitably make people feel like he was "bullying others".

Feng Youwei and Zhao looked at each other, and both of them thought of the boy who often came to the house to show his courtesy.

Is that Fang Han the eldest son of Xing Hebo?

Mrs. Zhao thought of Tudou, who was as easy-going as an ordinary child, and then thought of her silly daughter, and couldn't help but laugh.

But Feng Youwei was a little hesitant.

Fang Xing knew what he was hesitating about. This is like being bitten by a snake once and being afraid of well ropes for ten years.

After Chen Zhong, Feng Youwei stayed away from the powerful. He even started to select clients for his painting business, but he declined anyone who was related to his relatives.

But now life has played a joke on him. The boy who courted him in the past, the boy who coveted his daughter, turned out to be the eldest son of Uncle Xinghe...

He looked at his confused son, and then at Fang Xing, who was smiling kindly, just like Lao Li who opened the grocery store next door, and felt that he must be in a dream now.

The idea of ​​Cinderella only exists in the hearts of single young people under the age of thirty. Men and women above this age know what reality is.

A top dignitary came to the home of an ordinary person and said kindly that my son and future heir would like to marry your daughter.

Is the world crazy?

Feng Youwei held it in for a long time, and finally said: "Please come in for tea."

This time only Fang Xing and Feng Youwei went in, and the one who made the tea was Zhao, so no one else had the right to interfere.

Feng Youwei pointed to the tea cup cautiously and said, "Uncle, I am from a small family and don't have enough tea. Please give me some tea."

Fang Xing picked up the tea cup and saw Zhao refusing to leave. He smiled and said, "Fang has been in the army for many years and has no in-depth knowledge of tea. He just makes tea."

Mrs. Zhao breathed a sigh of relief and then went out. ,

Yang was waiting outside. When her mother-in-law came out, she took the tea tray attentively and asked, "Mother, has Uncle Xinghe spotted Ah Lin?"

Mrs. Zhao was worried and said casually: "I've got it right.

Otherwise, how could I keep saying so many good things? "

Yang rushed to Feng Lin's boudoir and saw that she was doing needlework, so she snatched it away and shouted: "You are already getting married, why do you do needlework!"

Feng Lin was stunned for a moment, then Tudou's face appeared in his mind, and he asked: "Who?"

Yang covered her mouth and smiled: "You!"

Feng Lin looked pale, stood up and said, "Sister-in-law, who is it?"

Seeing her panic, Mrs. Yang smiled and said, "But it's such a big deal, A Lin, you are going to be blessed."

Feng Lin's eyes were red and he rushed out without saying a word.

Yang was so worried that she hurriedly grabbed her and asked, "Why are you going?"

If Feng Lin disturbs the atmosphere, Yang will definitely not have a good life.

So she hid her burning jealousy and immediately hugged Feng Lin.

"I do not want!"

Feng Lin struggled, but Yang was no match for her, so he whispered: "It's that Fang Han's father!"

Feng Lin fell silent immediately. Yang quickly made her sit down, and then gasped: "That's Fang Han's father, Uncle Da Mingxing."

"Fang Han?"

Feng Lin was stunned for a moment.

I didn't hear a few people talking outside the door before, but I was just curious that I hadn't seen this guest before.

"That boy's father is here."

Yang felt tight in her chest, but she still said happily: "His father has come to ask you to be his daughter-in-law!"

Xing Hebo’s daughter-in-law, the future Mrs. Xing Hebo…

Yang felt that the depression gradually dissipated. Her only thought now was to get along well with her sister-in-law and repair the previous rift.

As for the experience of being threatened by Tu Dou, Yang felt that as long as she handled it well, it would become a relationship where both sides would get along well.

But her eldest brother might not be able to come to the Feng family again, otherwise the magnanimous person would know about it and the Yang family would definitely be in trouble.

Feng Lin's cheeks flushed and he lowered his head.

Yang smiled and said, "I have to go to see Xinghe Bo later and change my clothes."

Feng Lin shook his head and said, "No."

"Alin, Alin!"

At this time, Zhao came in and nodded to Yang with satisfaction. She thought she was a good sister-in-law, and then said, "Alin, come with me."

Later, when they arrived at the front hall, Feng Lin bowed and saluted.

"Meet... Uncle Xinghe."

Fang Xing saw that the girl was shy but not flustered, so he was more satisfied and said with a smile: "My silly son still thinks that his family doesn't know about it. He is afraid that my fierce father will not be satisfied and will randomly match him up with other girls in the future, hahahaha!"

Feng Youwei was accompanying him. The two had just exchanged their views and roughly decided.

So he felt much more relaxed and said: "Fang Han seems to be honest and reliable."

This was a compliment from Potato's future father-in-law, so Fang Xing had to return the compliment.

"Ah Lin is very generous. I don't have any good things here. I heard that A Lin likes to write and paint, so I brought a set of four treasures of the study."

Uh!

Feng Youwei was a little surprised, while Zhao was a little panicked.

Although there is no such thing as "women without talent are virtuous" these days, women's writing and painting are still non-mainstream, so Fang Xing's gift of four treasures of the study has a lot of meaning.

"The Fang family doesn't have many rules, they are very free."

Fang Xing took out a set of four treasures of the study. When he saw the box of brushes, Feng Youwei's eyes lit up and asked, "Are they from the palace?"

Fang Xing nodded, and Feng Youwei couldn't help but sighed, "It's a waste to give them to A-Lin."

This guy is also a fool!

Fang Xing smiled and said, "Next time I'll ask Fang Han to get some."

This word immediately narrowed the distance between them, and Zhao Shi was less panicked.

"This is..."

When seeing the inkstone, even Zhao Shi, who was not good at writing, was stunned.

"Along the River During the Qingming Festival?"

There were countless scenes carved on the simple inkstone. After a closer look, Feng Youwei, who knew calligraphy and painting very well, couldn't help but be stunned.

He had seen a copy of the Qingming Festival, and was amazed. He thought that his family could never match it.

But now there was a Qingming Festival on just one inkstone. Although it was only a part, the exquisite carving made him want to figure it out.

Fang Xing was observing Feng Lin, and seeing that she didn't pay attention to this, he said, "It's just for Ah Lin to play with."

Luxury!

No, Feng Youwei felt that this was not luxury, but elegance.

But an inkstone that was carved so finely and vividly is almost a priceless treasure!

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