Feng Rong didn't notice that her girlish feelings were always poetry. He remembered the cliché plan that had died before, so he asked, "Where is there?"

Miao Ning came back to her senses, looked in the direction of his finger, and said, "It's the Fei family's orchard, and there are many peach trees planted. Do you want to go and see it?"

Feng Rong did not answer, but continued: "Where did the path opposite the orchard go?"

Miao Ning's eyes moved, "It's the road to the mountain, but the road to the mountain is uneven. People in Zhengjia Village generally don't let people go there."

"Have you been there?" Feng Rong turned around and looked at her condescendingly, "You and Han Junshao and the others."

"No..." Miao Ning's first reaction was denied, and then curled his lips, "I said no, you don't believe it either."

Feng Rong said lightly: "It's not that I don't believe it, it's that you don't believe that you and them will be so peaceful."

"In your eyes, I'm just a bad girl?" Miao Ning asked, with a hint of self-deprecation in her eyes. "Yes, if you don't do that, you won't inspire me to return to Zhengjia Village."

"You are so reluctant to come back, even if your friend dies unexplained?" Feng Rong paused and added: "I am only responsible for the case and will not have a subjective impression of you."

Don’t you have a subjective impression? You just don’t take her seriously at all? Miao Ning said coldly: “I said that their deaths were just accidents, and you will only come in vain.”

"What's on the mountain?" Feng Rong refused to say anything and suddenly changed the topic.

Miao Ning was stunned for a moment, her eyes flashed, "There are... many stones and cliffs, and there are not many trees growing, so there is nothing good to look at."

Feng Rong looked at her quietly for a while and suddenly said, "Miao Ning, are you afraid of coming back to this place?"

Miao Ning's eyes suddenly became vicious and she said viciously: "What's there to be afraid of in this remote place? I'm worried that if I come too much, my feet will be dirty!"

A slightly sharp female voice pierced the warm red sky. The setting sun sank into the mountains. The sky light suddenly converged, and the darkness filled the earth. Feng Rong's figure out a silhouette of dim light and shadow. It stood quietly and majestic on the small earth slope like a mountain, as if everything was not disturbed. Miao Ning felt nervous for some reason and forced herself to say, "The Fei family is about to prepare dinner, and then hurriedly left."

Feng Rong watched her back disappear behind the houses of uneven heights in the village, then walked down the small slope and looked at another corner on the way. His tone when he opened his mouth was a little more relaxed than he had just been torn out by the night. "When did you come?"

A tall figure walked out of the corner, and after stepping out of the shadow, Lin Yingkong's face with soft eyebrows was revealed. "I'll come when Miao Ning praised you for being interesting."

Although the assistant's face remained unchanged, there was still a faint jealousy in his tone that was three times heavier than usual. However, the minister really made the peach blossom shielding function too powerful. Well, it was not that he had blocked the peach blossoms, but that he blocked his ability to sense peach blossoms. So he couldn't hear that an assistant was overturning the jealous jars after jars for him, and said, "I heard it for half, what do you think?"

Lin Yingkong was trying to grind his teeth now and said hatefully: "What can I have?" Could it be that he would like to express his affection for a rival in love? He had already had a good temper before he pressed her into the soil and buried her?

Feng Rong was silent for a moment, then asked in confusion: "Don't you think Miao Ning and Wang Nailiang are afraid of something? Am I thinking too much?"

"..." Lin Yingkong, who was jealous, was silent. The Minister of Love did not take the little girl's thoughts at all. Similarly, he did not notice the assistant's thoughts at all!

"Yingkong?" Feng Rong looked at him distractedly.

Lin Yingkong, who reacted, sucked his eyes and praised him while lit wax. His face was not blushing and his heart was not beating, "Actually, I think so too. Do you want someone to stare at them at night? Maybe they will show their own strength."

"It is necessary to look at them. Compared to this, I am more worried about whether the murderer will continue to attack them." Feng Rong walked towards the direction of the Fei family and said.

"What's there to worry about..." Lin Yingkong followed his footsteps and muttered, adding hypocritically before he reacted: "Jingbai, Xiaodai and Wang Nailiang are on the second floor, and Mao Yan and us live on the third floor, and nothing can happen."

"Well," Feng Rong was still very confident in his subordinates, but... "You came out, who is watching them?" He was also very confident in the ability of these two-person subordinates to cause trouble!

Lin Yingkong was stressed out, "I have told the Fei family that they should not let them get within three meters of the stove," he paused, and said, "I believe they are very good at dealing with fires and explosions."

Feng Rong: "..." Although the solution is complete, it still sounds so bad.

As expected, E Jingbai and the others did not have the opportunity to get close to the stove. Because the people from Zhengjia Village heard that the Fei family had received more than a dozen guests, they came over to help enthusiastically. The field team of the General Office was not familiar with the business and could only continue to work hard on the handling of the dishes before putting them in the pot. Di Bingqiao and Zhu Mengtian showed off a variety of knife skills. The potato shreds can be cut into hair as thin as the diced meat, and the diced meat pieces are almost the same size, which made the villagers dumbfounded.

Wang Nailiang and Mao Yan both came out to help, but they didn't say much. However, Miao Ning didn't come out after returning to the house. It was not until everyone was setting up the table in the yard to prepare for dinner that she appeared in the crowd with her small high heels.

Fei Ge walked over from the kitchen with a large stack of bowls and chopsticks, limping his feet, looking very difficult. Feng Rong happened to pass by, so he helped him take over half of the work. He glanced at Feng Rong quickly, then lowered his head and whispered "Thank you".

He looked as old as Ding Youzi and Zheng Rui. His lower eyebrows could see the slight and sadness of the coldness. Feng Rong looked at him without any trace and asked, "Is Fei Ge? Are you still studying?"

"I graduated from high school two years ago and didn't go to school anymore." Feige was silent for a moment and then replied.

Feng Rong nodded, and did not ask him why he didn't read it, "Did you take them to play the last time Ding Youzi and the others came?"

"It's not convenient for me. At most, I will take Classmate Ding and the others to the orchard. Usually Brother Zheng takes them to play." Brother Zheng he said was Zheng Rui.

Fei Ge spoke in a gentle voice, and if he didn't listen carefully, he would probably not be able to hear clearly. Feng Rong noticed that his breathing became heavier, so he slowed down to cooperate with his speed. "Just heard from Miao Ning that if he lived here, he couldn't run up the mountain. My subordinates were noisy and liked to climb mountains. Can't they really go?"

Feige stared at his steps and his eyelids moved slowly. "It's not impossible to climb the mountain. Just go to the west of the village. There are many wild vegetables and fruits on the mountain there, which your subordinates will like."

"What about the south?" Feng Rong asked, seemingly unintentional, "The mountain close to the orchard looks good."

The kitchen is behind the house. If you turn the corner in front, you can reach the yard in front. The lively voices have faintly heard. The light of the incandescent lamps has drawn the sides of the corner into a world of clear light and shadow. Fei Ge raised his head slightly, his face melted into the darkness, and it was blurred, "You can't go there."

This young man always felt cowardly and introverted, but at this moment he spoke extremely firmly. Feng Rong raised his eyebrows slightly, "Why?"

"The old man in the village said," Feige stared at the dividing line between light and shadow, and his voice was faint, "There are ghosts buried there."

Burial of a ghost? Feng Rong was stunned, and the white light suddenly came to his face. The hustle and bustle of life made the temperature around him rise instantly. He then realized that the two of them had walked to the front yard. The moving crowd and the lively movement seemed to be in two crossed and separated worlds. Lin Yingkong, who had just served the dishes, turned his head and saw the minister, so he walked over quickly to take the bowls and chopsticks from his hand. Feng Rong turned his head and looked at him. Fei Ge was already dragging his legs and holding the bowl to a table.

"What's wrong?" Lin Yingkong asked.

Feng Rong withdrew his gaze and said, "I'll find out later what the story is in the mountain south of the village."

"Yes." Lin Yingkong did not raise any objection after hearing this, and responded directly.

"Minister... Master, Assistant Lin, come and have dinner~!" The food was almost served, and Fei Rong was so hungry that she was drooling. She hurriedly greeted the two mountains of the field team of the General Office, "We have half the credit for today's supper!"

Feng Rong and Lin Yingkong shut up tacitly, walked over and sat in the position left for them as if nothing had happened. Miao Ning sat at the next table, looking here intentionally or unintentionally.

Zhu Mengtian noticed it and smiled maliciously, "Boss, have you been provoking someone's little girl?"

Miao Ning was indeed a little girl in Feng Rong's eyes, the kind that was short of her generation. He thought about it in confusion, "I just made a few words."

Clue? Zhu Mengtian looked at Miao Ning, then looked at Assistant Lin with a slightly murderous look. He was silent for a second, and then lay on E Jingbai's shoulder next to him and laughed. E Jingbai moved a little disgustedly. Zhu Mengtian hurriedly stabilized his body and poked his waist innocently. So Master Zhu fell to the ground with a slight slam. The villagers at the next table didn't know what had happened, but they all laughed when they saw this.

"..." Feng Rong continued to caress his forehead in a daze.

"Don't pay attention to them. If you are bored in the office for a long time, you will make trouble. Let them go." Lin Yingkong scooped a spoonful of braised beef brisket for the minister, and there was no trace blocking Miao Ning's view of Feng Rong.

"Well," Feng Rong responded, then moved the wine glass in front of Fei Rong and Ding Youlan, glanced at E Jingbai Zhu Mengtian and Di Bingqiao, and said lightly: "Don't drink if you can't drink, drink less if you can."

Ding Youlan was very obedient, and Fei Rong pouted and was unhappy, "I have been a grown-up for a long time!"

Feng Rong didn't say anything, Lin Yingkong said with a smile: "Last year of the annual conference, he drank a glass of fruit wine and danced on stage to present a song for all the staff of the General Office's field team?"
Chapter completed!