Chapter 012
Chapter 012
Seeing such a situation, the old housekeeper let out an "ah" in shock, and his eyes widened even further.
He couldn't believe Lin Yaoyao's reaction, and Lin Mengjia's words shocked him even more.
Taking care of Lin Mengjia's mother and daughter for the past few years, he clearly knows the hidden dangers around them. Lin Mengjia doesn't trust anyone except Shangguan. How about taking care of her apple jewellery?
Unlike the old housekeeper's disbelief, Shangguan already knew the result, she was still standing on the stairs with a smile on her face.
The arrival of Tang Feng undoubtedly relieved most of her burden. After all, she was too weak to protect the two of them. With this man around, she would no longer need to worry about it all day long.
Just when Shangguan was relieved, Tang Feng was smiling at the little girl, and suddenly looked at her, still smiling, but that smile was obviously different from that of the little girl, there was more in his eyes. A playful look.
At the moment when this gaze came over, Shangguan's scalp felt numb, and the smile on his face disappeared immediately. He couldn't help shivering, as if he was being watched by a ferocious beast. At that moment, the chill spread all over his body, and he almost stopped breathing. .
Lin Mengjia didn't notice Tang Feng's and Shangguan's eye contact at all, let alone Shangguan's reaction, and continued: "This is my housekeeper, you can call him Uncle Zhang, and that one is Shangguan."
Lin Mengjia only gave this brief introduction, except for telling the old housekeeper Tang Feng's name, he didn't tell anything about his origin and other conditions.
The old butler was suspicious, taking advantage of dinner time, after Shangguan walked into the dining room alone, he asked her in a low voice: "Where did Miss find this man named Tang Feng?"
Shangguan just smiled and said: "It's Miss Lin's old acquaintance, I don't know exactly how."
"What? The lady let him live in? And protect the little lady personally? What if—"
"Uncle Zhang, don't worry, Tang Feng is absolutely trustworthy, and he is very capable, with him around, Yaoyao will not be in any danger."
The old housekeeper was still muttering: "I have never seen this man before. I have been with Miss for so many years, old man. Who can hide from my eyes around her? Miss and him seem to be quite familiar. Usually the little lady is not like this... When she sees him, she will give up her favorite candy, and even give him some candy."
Listening to the old housekeeper's thoughts, Shangguan shook his head helplessly and smiled, and when he was about to say something, he suddenly felt a chill, and she subconsciously looked towards the restaurant door.
As expected, Tang Feng appeared there with a slightly raised corner of his mouth and a smile on his face.
This was an ordinary expression, but Shangguan was still silent, not daring to say more.
"I'm going out tomorrow morning, I'll be back in two hours, and I'll trouble you to take care of Yaoyao." Tang Feng said casually as if he didn't see Shangguan's silence.
Shangguan nodded, "Mmm", he didn't dare to ask Tang Feng where he was going.
The old butler looked suspiciously at the obviously unnatural Shangguan, and then at the back of the man who had turned away, feeling even more suspicious in his heart.
This man is so mysterious, what is his origin? And Miss, how did you meet? Why did the young lady feel relieved to hand over the young lady to him? And why did the young lady get so close to him uncharacteristically?
With these thoughts in mind, the old housekeeper deliberately observed Tang Feng, but there was nothing suspicious about Tang Feng, he stayed with the little girl all the time, and the little girl was also very tired of him, almost inseparable, except for Lin Mengjia and Shangguan who took her Besides taking a bath, she spent the whole night with Tang Feng, and Tang Feng would tell her stories before going to bed.
Tang Feng coaxed the little girl to sleep, and went back to his own room. He slept next to the little girl. That was originally the nanny's room. Before Lin Yaoyao went to kindergarten, Lin Mengjia used to hire a nanny to look after her.
The room is not big, there is only a bed and a cabinet, but Tang Feng doesn't care, this is the closest to the little girl, if there is any movement, he can go to the little girl as soon as possible.
Before dawn the next day, Tang Feng went out alone.
Shangguan stood at the window of her room on the second floor, looking at Tang Feng's back. When Tang Feng walked out the door, he turned his head and glanced in her direction, which made Shangguan sweat again.
This man doesn't need to do anything, he just needs a look to make this female martial artist who is outstanding in the sect terrified.
Tang Feng went straight to Beishan Cemetery.
At this moment, there were very few vehicles and pedestrians on the road. Relying on his physical ability, he ran at a high speed, like a light and shadow. Everyone who saw him thought he was dazzled.
The cemetery of Beishan Cemetery is very large, far away from the city. In the morning mist, there are occasional birdsong, but there is no other noise, and it is very quiet.
Tang Feng didn't ask where Lin Mengjia's mother's tomb was. He entered the cemetery and searched row by row. After a long time, he finally found his mother's tomb.
The location of the tomb is very good, the tombstone is clean, and the photos are spotless. Obviously, people often come to worship.
The person who worshiped, you don't need to guess who it is.
In Pingyang, I and my mother have no other relatives, except for Lin Mengjia who buried her, probably no one else will come.
Tang Feng caressed the tombstone lightly, bowed down, and put his cheek on the tombstone, he didn't care about the cold touch on the marble tombstone with morning dew.
Looking at the old woman with a kind smile in the black and white photo, even Ziwei Xingjun, who has long been indifferent to life and death, felt a little pain in his heart.
"Mom, I'm back." Tang Feng murmured, "I'm back, but you won't have the chance to see me again, and I won't be able to see you for the last time after all."
Just as Tang Feng was whispering to his mother, a "bang" sound suddenly came from beside him, breaking the silence of the cemetery.
The one who made the sound was an old man sitting in front of a tomb about four or five places away in the row behind Tang Feng's mother's tombstone. movement.
When Tang Feng arrived just now, he saw the old man and didn't pay attention to it. Now that there was a sound, he took another look.
The old man was about fifty years old, his face was slumped, and he was already a little bit drunk. There was only a bottom of the liquor bottle in his hand, and he still held it up and poured it into his mouth.
Although his expression was slumped, his face was full of sadness, like a drunkard, but before his brows, there was a clank that couldn't be concealed, and the clothes he wore were also very neat and straight, showing his extraordinary spirit.
The old man was wearing casual clothes, but Tang Feng could tell at a glance that the old man should be a soldier, not just an ordinary soldier, but also a martial artist.
Even so, in Tang Feng's mind, he was no different from an ordinary old man.