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Chapter 552 Small Town Legend

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    Feng Jun arrived home at five o'clock in the afternoon.

    It¡¯s already November. The weather in Zhengyang is fine and the temperature is not too low, but it¡¯s not the case here in Yunyuan.

    It has been raining continuously for two days. Although it is still further south, it is a bit chilly.

    Li Xiaobin was originally going to book a presidential suite at the Forestry Hotel for Feng Jun, but Feng Jun said that I would go home today.

    The son does not think the mother is ugly, and the dog does not think the family is poor. The first two times I went home, I did not stay at home for two days, which is already very inappropriate.

    Feng Jun came back without notifying anyone. He found a familiar security guard at the Linye Hotel through Gazi, parked the car quietly in the parking lot of the hotel, and walked back home under an umbrella.

    After entering the house, he called the canteen and said he was home.

    He has been away from home for seven years before he went to college. The cramped, seven-square-meter partition is still roughly the same as when he left home seven years ago.

    It¡¯s just a handmade bed with a width of one meter and three meters, with several packages made of cloth, knotted diagonally.

    In big cities, you can no longer see such backward packing methods. Most people use clothing storage bags, and some also use vacuum compression bags. But when Feng Jun saw this kind of package, he suddenly felt a sense of kindness in his heart.

    Since I can remember, the layout of my home has been almost like this. There were still grandparents at that time, the house facing the street has not been demolished, and my second uncle still lives nearby.

    Not long after, Zhang Junyi came back after receiving the news, carrying a fish and a slaughtered chicken in his hand. He smiled and said, "I know I'm home now. Your dad is checking the accounts. He'll be back soon I  Let me cook for you."

    "I'll do it," Feng Jun stepped forward and spoke with a smile. Mom must treat her son well, but her cooking skills let alone mention it. The eldest lady of the Zhang family, who comes from a scholarly family, only pickles pickles and  The steamed eggs are of excellent quality, but the rest are just scum.

    So most of the time, what she has to do is select, wash and cut vegetables. Feng Wenhui has to do the serious frying and cooking.

    The old yard uses a public faucet, and the mother and son were busy running it under the faucet. The neighbors in the yard came in and out, and they immediately spotted him, "Hey, Xiaojun is back?"

    Now the neighbors already know that the Feng family's children are promising, and some even say that he seems to be spending billions to contract forests in the county - Chaoyang is such a big place, and if there is a little trouble, basically the whole county  That¡¯s all.

    Everyone analyzed that this statement should be true. If nothing else, County Magistrate Chi had personally visited the courtyard, and someone had seen Chao Ying enter the Feng family¡¯s canteen.

    "But when someone asked about Feng Wenhui and his wife, the couple smiled and said that Xiaojun was responsible for everything, and we didn't know.

    As for how much it would cost to contract the forest, they answered more simply that it was all done by children - how much money can we make from just a small shop?

    So the neighbors all know that the reason why the Feng family is highly regarded by the county is because of Feng Jun - this child was extraordinary when he was a child.

    There are a total of six families in this yard, and three old neighbors have moved into the building. Two of them gave their houses to their relatives, and the other family rented out the house.

    So Feng Jun is a little familiar with the only two old neighbors in the yard, and has some dealings with relatives of the other two old neighbors.

    Just as he was talking, Feng Wenhui came back, also carrying a plastic bag of vegetables in his hand, and spoke excitedly, "I told your second uncle that he will come over for a drink soon, and he also said he would bring a roast leg of lamb from the hotel.  "

    The Feng family and his wife cook together very quickly. Zhang Junyi is not good at cooking, but his knife skills are quite good. Unfortunately, he often cuts his fingers. In Feng Jun's impression, his mother cut her fingers at least three or four times.  .

    In just one hour, a table of hot meals was ready, and then the second uncle Feng Wencheng also came, followed by the second aunt and the second aunt's brother Zeping.

    It¡¯s no problem for the two brothers to have dinner with their families, but it¡¯s a bit irritating for the second aunt¡¯s brother to come over.

    "However, in a small place like Chaoyang, most people are quite hospitable, and they don't look down when they look up. Besides, they are also relatives, and they just have an extra pair of chopsticks on the left and right.

    ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? away does not have good conditions at home, but he is a good person, and he also likes to drink a few sips of low-quality wine, so Zhang Junyi stood up and greeted him, "Little Gen, come over and have a drink together."

    Uncle Gen hesitated and raised the plastic bag in his hand, "I bought sesame seeds and came back."

    His wife and children were all at home, and he cooked a pot of seaweed and egg drop.?Sister, the old couple also have a lot of money.

    "I don't know, what do you like about him?" Seeing that he didn't speak, Zhang Zeping drank the wine in one gulp, smelling of alcohol, before continuing to speak, there was a noise in the yard, and someone shouted  , "Where is Liu Laogen? Get out!"

    Uncle Gen¡¯s real name is Liu Gen. Ever since a TV series became popular more than ten years ago, he has been called Liu Laogen.

    When Feng Jun¡¯s house was having dinner, the door of the house was ajar. Someone pointed to his house and said, ¡°That¡¯s over there.¡±

    Then, the door was suddenly opened, and three men walked in.

    In this rainy weather, they were actually wearing single shirts with their sleeves rolled up.

    The man at the head said with a cruel smile, "You're numb, I'm running around here, you idiot, are you drinking here?"

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