Old Mrs. Xue is already seventy-seven. Although she is very old, she is very young.

A person’s youth does not refer to his appearance, but to his heart.

It is precisely because she is young inside that she looks like she is only thirty or forty years old.

Feng Wuhen's eyes lit up when he saw Mrs. Xue.

Of course, Feng Wuhen would not be interested in an old lady in her seventies, not to mention that the old lady's hair was a little gray and there were a lot of wrinkles on her face.

Feng Wuhen’s eyes are bright because of indescribable amazement and appreciation.

He never thought that a woman who was almost eighty years old had such bright eyes and a smile that was so pure and cute, and he never thought that a woman's attitude could be so dignified and perfect.

Some people say that time is a pot of fine wine, the longer it is, the more mellow it becomes.

Feng Wuhen didn't believe it before, but now he is willing to believe it because Mrs. Xue is such a woman.

Old Mrs. Xue actually blinked her eyes and looked at Feng Wuhen with a smile and said, "Young man, why are you looking at me like this? Is there anything dirty on my face?" She seemed really afraid of something dirty on her face, so she took out a small mirror and took a look.

Her movements were elegant, but her expression was very cute and innocent, as if she was only fifteen or sixteen years old.

Feng Wuhen withdrew his gaze and replied respectfully: "I have never seen a woman like me before, so I have lost my composure. Please forgive me."

Old Mrs. Xue smiled more happily, her eyes brighter, and she smiled and said, "What kind of woman am I?"

Feng Wuhen said: "I have never seen such a charming woman as senior. If the senior is thirty years younger, the junior might give up everything for the senior."

Xue Bing's face changed, and suddenly he changed his sword, pointing at Feng Wuhen and said, "Bold madman, you actually said such a frivolous word." As he said that, the short sword in his hand turned into a crescent moon and slashed it down.

The movements are extremely ruthless.

It was obvious that she was really angry.

Feng Wuhen did not dodge because Old Mrs. Xue suddenly grabbed her baby granddaughter back.

Xue Bing said in surprise: "Grandma, why don't you let me teach this crazy guy a lesson?"

Old Mrs. Xue smiled even more happily and said, "Grandma told him to say it. Grandma is not angry. Why are you angry?" Her eyes looked at Feng Wuhen, as if she was very interested in Feng Wuhen, and seemed to want to have an earth-shaking love with Feng Wuhen.

Gongsun Lan looks like she is watching the show.

But Feng Wuhen was not panicked at all and looked at Old Lady Xue with Pingjing.

After a long time, Old Mrs. Xue suddenly said, "The old man can hear you tell the truth."

Feng Wuhen said: "I have always only told the truth."

Old Mrs. Xue said, "I am already seventy-seven years old."

Feng Wuhen said: ‘I know.’

Old Mrs. Xue said: ‘How old are you today?’

Feng Wuhen said: ‘In his early twenties.’

Old Mrs. Xue said: "Thirty years ago, I was forty-seven years old."

Feng Wuhen said: ‘I know.’

Old Mrs. Xue said, "Since you know, why are you doing such a bastard?"

Feng Wuhen said: "This is not a bastard, but the truth. I have always told the truth."

Old Mrs. Xue smiled even more happily and said, "So if you saw me thirty years ago, you would really give up everything and pursue me?" An average woman cannot say such words. Only a woman like Old Mrs. Xue who has seen all the thousands of sails can say it.

Only when a woman like Mrs. Xue, who is so flawless, can she never feel ridiculous or disgusting when she says such words.

Feng Wuhen also answered calmly and smiled and said, "I like women. I'm afraid there are few people who can refuse a woman with a graceful look like her senior."

Old Mrs. Xue blushed.

It is really not easy to make such an old man blush. Old Mrs. Xue has forgotten how long it took for her not to blush.

She murmured to herself: "The young people are getting more and more bastards nowadays. Even the old man is teasing him, so he must have ulterior motives."

Feng Wuhen smiled slightly, and then handed a piece of satin to Mrs. Xue.

Old Mrs. Xue no longer mentioned what happened just now. She looked at Salon carefully. After looking at Feng Wuhen for a long time, she said, "What do you want to know?"

Feng Wuhen said: "This is a very useful piece of satin. I want to know some very special information from this satin."

Feng Wuhen believes that Old Mrs. Xue will definitely be able to understand.

Old Mrs. Xue pondered for a while and said, "There is nothing good about this thing. The flowers embroidered on it are very ordinary. I can embroider better than her at the age of six, but the satin and silk thread are very special. Satin is from Furuixiang in Beijing, and silk thread is Fuji. The two shops are opened together and belong to the same boss."

Feng Wuhen said: "Not elsewhere?"

"No." Old Mrs. Xue explained: "The owner of this store is Zhang Afu. He is an honest and honest person and does not want to make a fortune, so he did not open a store in other places. Only those who truly understand the industry will go to his place to buy his goods."

Old Mrs. Xue glared at Feng Wuhen fiercely and said, "Do you kid like this woman, that's why you deliberately flatter me?"

Feng Wuhen was very surprised: "Does this satin belong to a woman?"

"Of course it's a woman." Old Mrs. Xue said: "If you don't regard the little girl as an old woman, then I won't read it wrong."

Her tone was the tone of a big expert, and she was indeed a big expert.

Of course, Feng Wuhen did not refute.

The embroidery thief is actually a woman, which is indeed amazing.

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Xue Bing, who took them to see Old Lady Xue, walked in front to see them off.

The road was very quiet and no one spoke.

Having arrived at the foot of the mountain, Xue Bing stopped and suddenly said, "Did Lu Xiaofeng really say that?"

Feng Wuhen nodded and said, "If you don't believe it, you can go to Huamanlou's wedding banquet, he will definitely arrive. You can just ask him in person when the time comes, and Huamanlou knows it, so you can ask him too."

Xue Bing bit her lip and didn't speak.

Feng Wuhen did not look at Xue Bing and continued walking forward.

Gongsun Lan followed behind.

There was no one else around, and Gongsun Lan couldn't help but say, "Have Lu Xiaofeng really said that to you?"

Feng Wuhen smiled and said, "You are not deaf. Don't you know what he said to me?"

Gongsun Lan was extremely surprised: "Why did you say that to Xue Bing?"

Feng Wuhen said: "There is someone who wants me to say that."

"who?"

Feng Wuhen said: ‘Actually you should have what you want.’

Gongsun Lan said: "Is Hua Manlou? Why did he ask you to say that?"

Feng Wuhen smiled faintly and said, "There is naturally the reason why the Hua Manlou is full of flowers. You just need to understand that he will never harm Lu Xiaofeng."

Gongsun Lan sneered: ‘What if?’

Feng Wuhen said indifferently: "That's just saying that Lu Xiaofeng is not lucky."

Why did Hua Manlou say that to Xue Bing? Although Hua Manlou did not say the reason, Feng Wuhen knew more or less.

However, Feng Wuhen never cares about this kind of thing.

Now Feng Wuhen is only thinking about one thing.

―Is the Embroidered Thief really a woman?
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