Chapter 122
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When this sudden female voice entered the shopkeeper's ears, he felt as if he had heard the sound of nature. His eyes lit up as he looked towards the direction of the voice.
The surrounding people also looked in surprise at the woman slowly walking over. When their eyes fell on her, their eyes lit up and they secretly praised her in their hearts.
What an outstanding woman.
Although her face was covered by a veil, her clear and elegant temperament made people's eyes light up. They all automatically opened up a path for her to walk forward.
"Miss? Miss, is what you just said true? You know that old master? That's great! I'll have to trouble you to quickly take him away. I've let him delay my business for an entire day. "The shopkeeper acted as if he had seen a piece of driftwood that could save his life.
Fengjiu threw out a handful of silver: "This is the money for the wine." Then she looked at Old Master Feng.
When Old Master Feng walked out of Fengjiu's shop, his eyes had been looking at her. When he saw her look over, he couldn't help but grin. With a bit of a mischievous temperament, he curled his lips and asked with a bored expression, "Xiao Feng 'er, how did you find grandfather again?"
Xiao Feng 'er, how did you find grandfather again … …
Fengjiu was slightly startled. She stood there in a daze as she looked at him with a bored expression. She saw that his face clearly had a bored expression, but his eyes couldn't hide the joy and happiness of being found.
Because of his words, she remembered the hide-and-seek that grandfather and grandson often played when they were young.
Every time she found him, he would ask with a bored and puzzled expression, "Xiao Feng 'er, how did you find grandfather again?"
Her heart slightly ached and her eyes became slightly hot. A layer of uncontrollable tears filled her eyes and blurred her vision.
Because he recognized her at a glance and because he called her Xiao Feng 'er, her heart couldn't help but be moved.
Her grandfather had intermittent amnesia.
How could he forget where his home was? How could he forget who he was? How could he forget what his son's name was? But he would never forget her.
He often said that she was the Feng family's little phoenix and also the treasure in their hands. They loved her, spoiled her, protected her, and gave her the best things just to see her happy.
Seeing the tears in her eyes, Old Master Feng panicked and hurried forward. "Little Feng 'er? What's wrong with you? Who bullied you? Tell Grandpa, Grandpa will help you beat him up! "In order to show that he would help, he even waved his fists.
She shook her head and held his hand, leading him out of the crowd and in the direction of the Feng manor.
She walked slowly without saying a word. Old Master Feng, who was beside her, also let her hold his hand and followed obediently. He looked at her carefully from time to time, wondering why she was crying.
"Little Feng 'er, do you still have money?" He asked carefully.
Fengjiu stopped and looked at him, then took out a handful of silver and gave it to him.
Old Master Feng happily received it and smiled: "Wait here for Grandpa. Don't run around." Saying this, he ran off.
Not long later, he ran back and handed the things in his hands to her as if they were treasures: "Here, Grandpa bought you your favorite sugar lotus seeds. Eat the sugar lotus seeds, so you can't cry anymore."
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