Lin Feng was confident that this question made Lin’s father confused.

They looked at each other for a few breaths from the air.

Lin Feng did not avoid his eyes, so he saw Lin's father's eyes from grief, doubt, doubt and then to wavering. He did not recognize himself, and Lin Feng could not be sad. The northern family is not as complicated as the central part of the country, and the female family is relatively free and unrestrained, but Lin Feng was only a few years old at that time and was not yet unrestrained and free, so he should avoid contact with the male relatives in his family.

I don’t see my father many times in my memory.

The father and daughter met in public, and a group of maids and mothers were present. Lin Feng would not act coquettishly to him, nor would he be as loving as his mother to be close to his daughter. He was just the most ordinary father and daughter.

Even this few contacts were more than ten years ago.

Her rhetorical question is more out of naughty jokes than resentment.

However, Lin's father didn't know.

He observed Lin Feng's behavior and expression repeatedly with uncertainty, and called out in a less confident manner: "Asu? If you were Asu, why did you pretend to be your brother? When did you get here?"

"...Is there a possibility that you have more than two sons?"

Lin's father could not have thought that Lin Feng would hold his old face so badly that he said, "You are accusing me of being innocent!"

In addition to the contributions of his mother, Lin's father also made great contributions to giving birth to children with outstanding appearances like Lin Chun and Lin Su Linfeng. Although his temples are white and there are fine lines on the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, the overall character can still be described in the four words of charm, perfectly fitting the image of a gentle and elegant middle-aged widower who is married, has children and is depressed and unsuccessful.

Lin Feng didn't want to really make his popularity even worse.

He raised his hand and turned away his disguise, revealing a pretty face of hibiscus.

Lin's father said vigilantly: "You are—"

Lin Feng said: "Father doesn't recognize Jiaojiao anymore."

Lin's father said lightly that this name that was familiar to him but had not been chanting for many years. He suddenly opened his eyes wide, and stepped forward and grabbed Lin Feng's shoulders, almost tucked his fingers into his flesh. He lowered his voice in disbelief: "You, you are - no, no, why are you here? Why are you still dressed as your brother?"

Unexpected amount of information almost caused Lin's father to brain crash.

He thought about dozens of possible misfortunes for his eldest son, but he never thought that the person in front of him would be Lin Feng, who was far away in the north.

Lin’s father did not doubt Lin Feng’s identity.

Few people in this world know about Lin Feng’s relationship with him.

How did you know the nickname of your daughter?

He believed that Lin Feng was Lin Feng, but now it is not a good time for father and daughter to reunite, so he wants to know what happened.

Lin’s father was about to ask, but realized that he had lost his composure.

"But it hurts you?"

Lin Feng smoothed the wrinkles on his shoulders: "No."

The physical fitness of the literary scholars is not as good as that of the brave warriors, but they are far superior to ordinary people. Lin's father's loss of composure was not enough to make her frown. She sat back and brought the tea to her mouth with thirst-quenching tea - she took her own position and had a high authority, and there was another teacher who often worried that she would be treated unfairly, and her tongue had been tricky.

You can tell at the entrance that this is not a good tea or aged tea.

Although her tongue is tricky, but her years of habits have also made Lin Feng develop a habit of not wasting. As long as the food she eats, she can swallow her face without changing her face. With Lin’s anxious eyes, she slowly sipped: “Brother is fine.”

Lin's father suppressed his restlessness.

Unexpectedly, after many years of separation, my daughter was still angry, and Billy Su called him a little more: "I'm asking you now!"

Lin Feng smiled and said, "Did you know this city is surrounded? "

Lin's father said: "Nature knows."

She pointed outside the city: "I'll come from there."

Lin’s father: “…”

Is the besieged thief related to his daughter?

No, is my daughter not a minister of Kangguo, the North?

Lin's father asked in a deep voice: "I'm confused, you have a bright future and are entangled with the thieves? Without you, how should your great-grandfather and others spend their old age? Or is this thief secretly raised by Kang Guo? Yes, it should be!"

He murmured a few words.

Lin Feng: “…”

I am actually the biggest flaw in the master's vest.

"You still didn't say why you pretended to be your elder brother?"

Lin Feng laughed while drinking tea, "My father was not very smart just now, why are he confused now? My elder brother was sent to discuss negotiations and fell into my hands, and I came here with him. Why did my father think I should pretend to be my elder brother?"

Of course, you have to do bad things.

Is there still a need to ask such an obvious answer?

Lin's father quietly touched his heart: "..."

The eldest son's mouth was cut to death, and he kept everything in his heart. The second son was aggressive and had a lot of worries, both of which made him feel uncomfortable. The lost daughter had a mouth, but her attitude towards him was not as respectful as when she was young, and she even angered him.

"You--" Lin's father wanted to remind Lin Feng of his father and daughter, but he changed his words to the point of his mouth. Lin Feng, who was beside him, was confident and calm, and his eyebrows were filled with the majesty of a superior who neither Lin Chun nor the others had. This majesty was not completely restrained when facing his father, which made Lin's father subconsciously slow down his breathing. He changed his tone and said with a lesson, "Why do you say everything?"

Aren't you afraid of leaking secrets and ruining major events?

Lin Feng put down the teacup: "I brought someone."

After saying that, Tu Rong appeared at the door, blocking most of the light and making the light in the hall dark.

Lin's father was startled: "What are you?"

Tu Rong clasped his fists and smiled and showed his white and neat teeth.

"My younger generation Tu Rong is the junior sister's senior brother."

Lin Feng's tone was quiet and he said with a trembling cold voice: "He can hold the rituals of his juniors, or he can clear the trouble."

No one can pass the message out.

Lin's father held his palm tightly: "Why do you have to do this?"

Lin Feng drank tea: "Everyone is his master, please forgive me, father."

Tu Rong strode in, and his figure made the hall, which was not big, look even more cramped. Lin's father was also afraid of the bloody smell on his body. Tu Rong was not aware of it and opened a new teacup: "Just look at how delicious it can you just lower your head and drink it hard?"

Lin Feng filled him with all his heart.

Lin's father was about to raise his hand to stop him, Tu Rong drank a gulp of the beef and chewed two sips of the tea: "It's a little sweet, it's OK."

Lin Feng knew that this would be the answer.

Tu Rong has no appreciation ability, but he likes good tea that harms his teacher. Some of them are imperial tributes. No matter what kind of tea it is, his evaluation is all those few words. However, Lin's father thought Tu Rong was careful about face and did not tell the truth...

"The water used to make tea uses morning dew on the leaves."

Lin's father was a little proud of his tone.

Tu Rong's eyebrows were almost knotted: "Aren't that all gray?"

The process of rolling down the morning dew will first sweep away the ashes on the leaves.

Lin’s father: “…”

Lin Feng wanted to hold his forehead: "As you said, the teacher has been drinking ashes from Chen Shaoqing over the years?"

Chen Zhiming is the most important flower merchant in the country, and in private, he has the largest flower garden in Fengluo, the capital of Wangdu. In addition to various flower dews and rouges, his main business is also the morning dew. Because he spends energy on tipping, he only becomes acquaintances.

Lin Feng moved out of the teacher and Tu Rong was afraid in seconds.

Lin's father remained silent.

Although the brother and sister were talking and laughing and watching Happy, he did not forget what Lin Feng had just revealed - if Lin's side was not tactful, Lin Feng would not mind asking her senior brother to help clean up the portal. As long as everyone died, he would not know who did it.

Alas, this is what his biological daughter said.

His tongue was bitter, but he knew that his arms could not twist his thighs.

Yes, after more than ten years of separation, the childish little daughter who was once a child has now become a "strong thigh". Even the identity of "father" cannot restrain her at all, and cannot make her afraid even for a moment.

Suddenly, a feeling of unspeakable fatigue surged in my heart.

"Father, are there any ingredients in the house?"

Lin Feng's voice pulled his attention back.

Father Lin said: "I just bought it yesterday."

Lin Feng asked someone to go to Dongchu to prepare.

Tu Rong smiled and said, "It's still the junior sister who cares about me."

Only when you are full can you have the energy to work.

It was still early now, and Lin Feng and the others had nothing to do, so they just had a meal first. Lin's father was eating on one side without knowing the taste.

After eating and drinking, when the senior brother jumped onto the beam and lying there, he slept, and when the junior sister sat in the corridor, rolled up her sleeves and sharpened her knife.

The rhythmic movements are very hypnotic.

Lin's father was confused by this daughter: "What are you doing to rub it?"

Lin Feng used his fingertips to feel whether the sword's edge was sharp enough.
To be continued...