One second to remember [Brushstroke Pavilion] [Free of charge, read the wonderful novel!]

　　The morning of the Feng Family's weekend was warm and leisurely.

　　Feng Tuantuan was like a beautiful b.u.t.terfly playing alone in the living room.

　　After taking care of Feng Tuantuan, Mo Ranran went upstairs to do some physical recovery exercises for him.

　　In the beginning, Feng Lixin was bashful about it, and even more apologetic; but he really could not reject Mo Ranran's enthusiasm.

　　Under Feng Xinglang's instigation and instigation, Mo Ranran used a method that was both hard and soft. They forced Feng Lixin to cooperate even if he didn't want to.

　　Sometimes, success or failure depended on a stubborn spirit and a fiery heart.

　　Big Brother Nuonuo and Uncle Uncle and Mi Mi were still sleeping when Feng Tuantuan patiently waited in the living room downstairs.

　　Worried that the little guy would get hungry, Nanny An brought the rice cakes over first.

　　The little cutie sat on the sofa, chewing on a rice cake while playing with the Barbie doll in her hands.

　　The sound of the bell startled Feng Tuantuan, who was focused on playing with the Barbie doll.

　　She dropped her Barbie doll and went to answer the ringing landline phone.

　　"Hey, I'm looking for Feng Xian Sen..."

　　It was a middle-aged man with a strong Cantonese accent.

　　"Who are you?"

　　Feng Tuantuan asked with her sweet and cute voice.

　　"I'm a good person."

　　The middle-aged man on the other end of the line answered with a long ending.

　　"Man Man, whose phone is this?"

　　Nanny An who heard the phone call walked out of the kitchen and asked.

　　"A good man's phone call."

　　He answered innocently.

　　'A good person ', such a gentle way of speaking, was still very soothing. Nanny An thought that they were familiar with each other and did not ask any further.

　　"Are you related?"

　　Maybe because Feng Tuantuan called him a 'good person', the middle-aged man on the other end of the phone asked with interest.

　　"Yeah, I'm a team!" How did you know me! "

　　They felt that this person's words were especially funny, so they began to mimic him.

　　"I'm looking for your Uncle-Feng."

　　It seems like this person still had some understanding of the relations.h.i.+p between Feng Family s.

　　"Who is Uncle-Feudal? Is it a group of Uncle? "

　　Since he had nothing better to do, it would be quite interesting to chat with this good person who had a lot of fun to talk to.

　　"Department, Department, I'm doing a public event, quickly go help me find your Uncle!"

　　Hearing that Feng Tuantuan was trying to act cute with her, the Hong Kong citizens on the other end of the phone started getting anxious.

　　Actually, the most anxious was Basong in a corner. This guy did not call earlier, nor did he call later. It just so happened that Feng Tuantuan was playing alone in the living room when he called!

　　Who knew how Feng Tuantuan was going to cause such a ruckus this time.

　　Then, what business do you have with my Uncle?

　　Feng Tuantuan felt that adding a "Alright" to the end of the sentence, making the words that came out much more interesting.

　　"I have a very important department in Uncle to discuss with you!"

　　"What is there that cannot be discussed with the regiment? The group of Uncle were still sleeping! It's very rude to disturb someone's sleep. "

　　Feng Tuantuan was unwilling to hang up the phone, and neither was she willing to go upstairs to look for Uncle to pick up the phone. She chatted with the middle-aged man without saying a word.

　　"What about you, old bean?"

　　"What is' Old Dou '?"

　　"Old Dou is in your business!"

　　"I'm doing some exercise!"

　　The 'movement' that was spoken of was not that kind of movement.