Crematorium for all the sick seedlings after treatment

Xie Rong's rear molars were almost grinding and making a gurgling sound.

Fang Ping, right?

In Cheng Feng's room, he was still looking down on him with arrogant eyes, okay, okay.

very good.

Xie Rong turned his head and walked away quickly. Sitting in the car, he suddenly raised his hand and slammed his fist hard on the steering wheel.

As the car drove away, Fang Ping upstairs turned his head to look in the direction of the desk in the room.

Cheng Feng had already finished sketching, and Wang Ming took the drawing paper into his hands. Wang Ming was completely stunned, and kept sighing.

"I love you so much, Brother Cheng, you are so amazing."

"I will hold this painting as my family heirloom from now on."

"There's no need to be so exaggerated."

"What heirloom?"

People will laugh when they say it.

Fang Ping walked over and looked at Wang Ming's portrait, which was sketched by Cheng Feng, which seemed to be much more handsome than Wang Ming himself.

Cough cough, Cheng Feng coughed twice again.

"drink more water."

Fang Ping said to Cheng Feng.

Cheng Feng nodded, took a paper cup to drink, Cheng Feng didn't ask why he didn't take his cup, these are small questions.

Several other students who went upstairs to listen to it stayed on it for a while. There was a small terrace on it. They looked around there, and there were quite a few flowers. Come down, in other people's homes, still pay attention to politeness.

After coming down, I went to Cheng Feng's room. The room was open but not closed, so it was easy to find.

When I went in, I found that Wang Ming actually had a painting. I snatched it up and looked at it. I almost didn't notice it, and tore up the paper.

Wang Ming immediately covered it with both hands, covering it in his arms like a baby.

"Be careful, all of you, Cheng Feng painted this for me, if it is destroyed, I will fight you all hard."

Fang Ping leaned against the desk and laughed, and when he lost his sight, he saw the picture of a handsome guy that was placed earlier.

"Is there such a person or?"

Fang Ping was unexpectedly curious about the people in this painting.

"It's me, I saw it by chance on the road."

Cheng Feng didn't say much, he had met the people in the painting by chance several times.

"I'm more handsome than this?"

Fang Ping was also surprised by this.

"It will be more handsome than this."

I must be a handsome person on black and white paper, after all, Cheng Feng felt that he couldn't draw that cold and special temperament.

"Better than this?"

Fang Ping stared at the person in the painting, the more he looked at it, the more familiar he felt.

After thinking about it carefully, it seems that I have never seen such a person.

If you have seen it, you will definitely remember it.

After all, the other party's appearance was comparable to Cheng Feng's.

While thinking this way, Fang Ping slowly looked at Cheng Feng. Cheng Feng's expression was natural, but his delicate face, no matter what angle it looked at, was so handsome that there was no blind spot.

"Cheng Feng, you don't seem to draw yourself very much."

"Draw more of yourself."

If he sells his own paintings, it is estimated that more people will pay for them.

Fang Ping immediately laughed, Cheng Feng is a real young master of a wealthy family, and he doesn't need to sell his paintings to make money.

"I don't like drawing myself."

Physicians do not heal themselves, and painters do not paint themselves.

Cheng Feng smiled, took the painting in Fang Ping's hand, put it away, and if his family saw this, they would probably be able to recognize who it was.

Fang Ping and the others seldom come into contact with it, so they don't know.

The food downstairs was ready, and the aunt came up and told them to go down for dinner.

Cheng Feng and his classmates went downstairs, and the restaurant was already occupied.

Cheng Feng had already given his mother a gift in advance, a picture of golden wheat waves, and his mother liked it very much, and her happiness was basically the same as in the previous life.

Cheng Feng didn't know whether the other party really liked it or it was fake, so if he sent the painting, it would be considered as completing a task.

Everyone sits and eats, and their parents also sit over, so that everyone can treat themselves as their own home without restraint, and they can come here often in the future.

I specially made some food for Cheng Feng that he can eat, those taste too pungent, Cheng Feng will not be healthy after eating them, so we put them far away.

There was something in front of him that he could eat.

"Drink some soup first."

The mother said, then reached for Cheng Feng's bowl and filled the child with a bowl of soup.

Cheng Feng looked at his mother, as if he could feel the warmth of the family and his mother's care.

But he didn't know if this was his own illusion. It was like this in his last life. He thought his parents loved him, but they were discussing sending him to another place. He didn't want to see him always sick at home, so send him away.

Cheng Feng lowered his head and drank the soup, if he didn't expect it, he wouldn't get hurt again.

"Xiao Feng, just now Xie Rong sent a gift to mom. It's rare that he is so busy to send a gift here. You thank him on behalf of mom."

Mother suddenly told Cheng Feng about it.

Cheng Feng raised his eyes, a little surprised.

"Did he come over and tell you?"

Mother was also surprised.

Cheng Feng smiled very lightly on the corner of his mouth: "He's been a little busy recently, and we haven't had much contact with him."

"His family has a lot of things to do, but it's good to finish this time, between you and him, your things..."

"Mom, let's eat vegetables, this is delicious."

Cheng Feng picked up a piece of food for his mother.

Mother stopped immediately and smiled.

The child is too docile and obedient, and sometimes the mother actually hopes that Cheng Feng can be a little rebellious like Cheng Ming.

When Cheng Feng turned his eyes, he and Cheng Ming looked at each other. Cheng Ming didn't have much expression on his face, and he didn't have the attitude that he had done something wrong.

It seems to be like this. Many times, I obviously did something wrong, but I don’t think I’m wrong. Instead, I only think why others will know, and I don’t know how good it is to keep being kept secret.

Cheng Feng had some expectations for Cheng Ming, a younger brother who was not related by blood.

Now even less.

There will be no brothers and sisters, they are just strangers under the same roof.

"Cheng Feng, eat more meat, you are too thin."

Li Hong was a few places away, but he still stretched out his hand, and took a piece of sweet and sour fish for Cheng Feng. The fish without fishbone is a dish that Cheng Feng prefers to eat. Basically, every time he comes back, his mother will ask his aunt to make it. .

But here, Cheng Feng didn't eat what Li Hong gave him.

"I don't really want to eat fish these days."

As soon as Cheng Feng finished speaking, Fang Ping, who was sitting on his right, suddenly stretched out his chopsticks.

"Give it to me, I like to eat."

Fang Ping took away the fish that Li Hong had given to Cheng Feng, and he purposely made his mouth too big, as if he was doing it for Li Hong to show, and even smacked his mouth when he ate it.

Cheng Feng glanced at Fang Ping. Fang Ping didn't seem to like Li Hong very much, and the two might have a natural discord.

But Fang Ping helped him eat fish, that's fine, he didn't want to eat what Li Hong gave him.

This scene fell into the eyes of the parents, but they only felt that the young and good relationship, the mother's eyes were smiling, bent into a crescent shape.

Cheng Feng's face is actually a little different from his parents, it should be said that he has grown up according to their best side.

That's why he looks so good.

Both parents looked at Cheng Feng, this biological son, the child's health was too bad, which made the parents quite worried, but this kind of worry did not feel like a burden, on the contrary, they were glad that they found the child back.

Cheng Feng buried his head in his meal, with something on the corner of his mouth.

Someone went to get paper towels, not just put one pack of paper towels, but put several packs, so several people went to draw paper towels at the same time.

So soon a strange picture appeared.

Fang Ping was holding a tissue, and Cheng Ming, Li Hong, and their parents were all holding tissues in front of Cheng Feng.

Everyone didn't seem to expect this to happen, they stopped for a moment, looked at each other, and finally turned their attention to Cheng Feng.

Cheng Feng was still eating, and found that the surroundings suddenly became quiet, still wondering what was going on, when he raised his eyes, five people came over with tissues in front of him.

Cheng Feng's eyes met everyone's for a moment, and everyone's eyes seemed to be filled with anticipation.

What's going on here?

Is he dazzled?

Cheng Feng even blinked on purpose, it wasn't that he was dazzled, it was indeed true.

But without much hesitation, Cheng Feng took the tissue his mother handed him. Today is Mother's Day, so he must take it from his mother.

The mother's eyes suddenly brightened, and the father withdrew his hand, and the child seemed to like the mother even more.

Dad suddenly seemed a little lost.

A middle-aged man seems to be jealous of others in this trivial matter, anyway, Cheng Feng, the person involved, can't understand.

No idea what was going on in their heads.

It might just be a coincidence.

The kindness of the other three people was not accepted, and Samsam withdrew their hands.

Cheng Feng wiped the corners of his mouth and continued to eat. He ate slowly, but he was quite sad and pleasing to the eye, making it look like he could eat two more bowls of rice.

It was still early after dinner, and someone proposed to find a place outside to play.

"Why don't you go swimming?"

Wang Ming proposed.

Wherever he goes, he has an active personality.

When it comes to swimming, Cheng Feng can easily think of one place.

Although there were some unpleasant things happened later when I went there, overall, the hotel was pretty good.

"Then go to the West City Hotel."

"West City?"

Cheng Ming was surprised. Looking at Cheng Feng, it seemed that he had been there before. In his memory, Cheng Feng seemed to be relatively frugal all the time. Even though his parents gave him a lot of money, Cheng Feng wore ordinary clothes, not to mention What extra accessories to wear.

"I've been there once before, and the swimming pool there is okay."

Cheng Feng suggested this place.

No one will disagree with his opinion.

When the children go, the parents who are the elders will be followed, let the children play by themselves, and just come back for dinner at night.

A car was arranged to take them there.

Cheng Feng and Fang Ping made a car, and it was the first time for Fang Ping to ride in this million-dollar car, and it sure felt different from the cheap one.

"Cheng Feng, you can just hire me as your driver in the future, and you can drive whatever you want."

The main thing is that I can often drive a luxury car.

Cheng Feng laughed: "That's all you pursue?"

What kind of ideal is it to be his driver?

"Don't you know how many people want to be your driver?"

I'm afraid it's not because they don't give money, but if they give money themselves, there are probably more people who are willing.

After all, every day you can see Cheng Feng and see a beauty, everyone will be in a good mood.

"Fang Ping, you should speak to the girl with this mouth."

Tell him that he is overqualified.

Fang Ping raised his chin and made a pose that he thought was handsome.

Cheng Feng chuckled, but coughed twice.

"Buy some cough medicine?"

"Okay, you can go buy it later."

The car arrived at the hotel not long after. Fang Ping got off the car outside the Lu family's hotel first, and went to buy cough medicine for Cheng Feng. After buying it, he went there with the medicine. He entered the hotel and walked to the main entrance lobby. A black luxury car passed by on the road. , Fang Ping subconsciously glanced into the car, the window was half open, and there was a man in a neat suit sitting inside.

And when the man's side face slid in front of Fang Ping, Fang Ping was stunned. That side face was obviously very familiar.

It was a sketch he saw at Cheng Feng's house not long ago.