Feng Jing Lin, who was doted on by thousands of people, was always doted on by many people in the family. There would definitely be a family gathering with good food and fun. She had just returned home today and rushed back to her room to take a shower and change her clothes because she was going to visit Brother Feixuan's house later.
The Feng family's hometown was a small town in Hokkaido, Japan. It was a simple and honest town with a mild climate and abundant rainfall. Most of the residents here grew fruits. Grapes, waxberries, peaches, navel oranges…All kinds of fruits were sold all over the country. Almost every family had a mountain and a fruit forest. On the southernmost mountain, there was a magnificent castle-like building. The ancient castle was the most primitive color of bricks and mud. There were no gorgeous decorations, but it was solemn and solemn, showing the owner's dignity and low-key luxury. Standing on the castle, one could see the scenery of the town and feel the clearest air. On the south side of the castle, where the rain and sunshine were the most abundant, a large area of navel oranges was planted. The navel oranges here belonged to the owner of the castle and were taken care of by the most professional forest workers and fruit farmers. However, the navel oranges produced here were delicious and juicy. They were not for sale. Instead, they would be sent to the various branches of the Feng family during the ripening season in November every year for everyone to taste. And this place was the root of the Feng Clan, and also the location of the main Feng Clan. Perhaps no one would have thought that the Feng Clan, which could call the wind and summon the rain in the entire country or even the world, had such a low-profile origin. Every year during the new year, the heads of the seven branches of the Feng Clan would gather here to spend the ten-day holiday. Of course, because the patriarch who took over the entire family would come from a different branch each time, the current patriarch would not live in this ancient castle, and the mansion of each patriarch would be regarded as the so-called " main family " by everyone.
This year's oranges were growing especially well, each one round and fleshy, so the first batch of ripe oranges was sent to the residence of the current clan leader, Feng Feixuan, at the first moment. Jiang Yuehua's suggestion to invite everyone over to taste it on the weekend was to hold an " Orange Tasting Banquet ". As soon as the news was released, it attracted everyone's enthusiastic response. Especially Feng Jing Lin, she was extremely fond of fruits, especially oranges, including tangerines, oranges, and all kinds of oranges.
Originally, Feng Jing Lin didn't like fruits, mostly because she didn't like sweets. The only sweets she would eat were those soft and creamy foods. She didn't like or hate fruits. If he remembered, he would eat a little. If he didn't, he wouldn't eat. When Feng Zihan found out, she asked Auntie Lin to cut a small plate of fruit for her every day. Previously, she would watch over her every day after she returned home before eating dinner. Slowly, it became a habit, and she also formed her own preference. Oranges were sweet and sour, not greasy but refreshing. They were not as pure and sweet as watermelons, nor were they as hard as apples, so she chose oranges. Feng Zihan had noticed Feng Jing Lin's strangeness. Sometimes, she was helpless. She was the kind of person who stuck to her own preferences. For example, her love for bitter gourd and tomatoes surpassed all vegetables. She still remembered one time when she was undergoing military training in school. She was dragged to a military camp without any meat or delicacies for a month. After a month of starvation, the first dish she wanted to eat was bitter gourd stir-fried meat…
Also, Feng Jing Lin didn't eat fish. She didn't eat freshwater fish. The reason was that she felt that the smell of freshwater fish was too strong, but she didn't say that about the sea fish. Only Feng Zihan knew that it was possible that she found the fish fishy, but it was mostly because she felt that there were too many bones in the freshwater fish. She was lazy by nature, so she didn't want to tire herself out. In order to ensure that she had a balanced diet, the family would still eat fish. Every time, Feng Zihan would pick out the bones for her. This habit had long been formed. When Feng Zihan realized it, she felt that it was ridiculous and helpless. He really doted on his sister without reservation…
Feng Jinglin returned home, took a shower, and changed her clothes. She chose a light yellow turtleneck sweater, a gray short skirt, black boots, and a white mid-length Korean coat. Her long hair that was permed in a big curl was let down, and a bow-tied yellow hairpin pinned Liu Hai on top of her head, revealing her beautiful and smooth forehead. Finally, she put on a cute white knitted hat. When Feng Zihan came back, she saw that she was ready to go. There was a tinge of coquettishness in her quiet appearance that made people want to fiercely pull her into their arms. He walked over and reached out to help him tidy up the curly hair that had come out of his hat. His cute little face was still pink because he had just taken a shower, like a delicious peach. His big eyes blinked as he looked at him, making him unable to help but daydream…
"Brother!" Her sweet voice brought Feng Zihan back to reality. Feng Jing Lin's cheeks turned red from his stare, and her heart was beating fast, so she couldn't help but call out to him.
"Hmm?" He was still stroking her hair, his movements gentle and casual, his eyes filled with love.
"Let's go! If he was too late, Cheng would be eaten by Changkong!”
"Haha, you only know how to eat!" As he spoke, he held her little hand dotingly and walked away naturally.
The brother and sister drove to Feng Feixuan's house, which had a Japanese style. Feng Feixuan and his wife were dressed in kimonos to receive everyone. Actually, the Feng family was an ancient Japanese noble family. His ancestor was a sergeant in the Edo period. Due to diplomatic reasons, he visited China and fell in love with the ancient and simple China. He moved his family to China to settle down in the turmoil of the downfall of the shogunate. For more than 100 years, their descendants had lived and prospered on this land. Moreover, for more than a century, this family had continuously married with the local Chinese, and the blood of the Chinese had become thicker and thicker. Feng Feixuan had once said that other than the surname Feng, perhaps there were not many of them left. After the hard work of every generation of the Feng Clan's descendants, they finally had the huge family business they had today. Some people had once investigated the origin of this clan, but everything was well hidden. Those speculations that were made by others disappeared after a period of time. Whether it was because they really could not find anything, or because they were intimidated by the Feng Clan's immeasurable power, no one knew. Today, this was a mysterious but ancient aristocratic family. They admired Japanese culture and had unpredictable financial resources and power... No one knew more.
"Lin 'er looks good today!" Jiang Yuehua took Feng Zihan's place and held Feng Jinglin's hand as they walked into the house, leaving the two men behind because she knew that they had something important to talk about.
"En! Sister-in-law Yu Hua, can I bring some oranges back later?”
"Hehe, I knew Lin 'er liked oranges. Your Brother Feixuan had already asked someone to prepare it for you.”
"Every year, you always eat the most mature batch of oranges until the last batch is ripe.”Feng Changkong's teasing voice interrupted. Unknowingly, they had arrived at the stylishly decorated living room. The room was isolated from the cold air outside, making Feng Jing Lin's nose break out in a fine sweat. There were many soft gold-rimmed sofas in the living room. There was a square table in the circle surrounded by the sofas. There were many fruits and pastries on the table, and everyone was served scotch black tea. The fragrance of the tea filled the air, but it did not attract Feng Jinglin's attention. Her eyes were fixed on the tray of neatly peeled navel oranges that had been torn into pieces. There was only one bottom of the orange left, and Feng Changkong was still holding a piece in his hand, ready to throw it into his mouth.
"Ah…Changkong, you're too much! Eat my orange!" Feng Jing Lin pouted, her face scrunched up. He looked very lovable. Under her crusade, the group of people who had already arrived in the living room: Feng Borui, Feng Haochen, Jian Leluo, Feng Yichen and his wife Mo Youyang, Feng Jingye and his wife Kang Yuyan, Jiang Yuehua who was standing beside Feng Jinglin, Feng Feixuan and Feng Zihan who had rushed over from behind, all turned their gazes to Feng Changkong who had just put the orange into his mouth.
" Cough…cough…cough…" Feng Changkong almost choked on his saliva. He coughed until his face turned red and his neck turned thick. When he could finally retort, someone else beat him to it!
"It's so ugly." His cold and indifferent words were heard by everyone present. The one who spoke was Feng Yichen. Actually, he didn't know when the grudge between these two people started. He only knew that the two of them often dueled when they were young. With every karate or taekwondo move they learned, the Feng family members were all hidden masters. By the time everyone reacted, the two of them had already formed a huge quantum. As long as they were around, there would be no peace. Feng Yichen was a very smart but cold person. Feng Changkong was a very hardworking but optimistic person with many friends. It was said that the two of them were about the same age and were almost in the same class since childhood. They both fell in love with Mo Youyang in university, but in the end, Feng Yichen still won the beauty. Ever since this incident, their relationship would sometimes ease up because of Mo Youyang, but sometimes it would get worse…In Feng Borui's words, they were really a pair that couldn't be separated!
Hearing such an insult, especially from the person he hated the most, Feng Changkong almost jumped up.
"Say it again if you have the ability!"
"What's there to be incapable of? It's fine to be more detailed. I said that you have no manners and lack the most basic etiquette! That look is so disgusting and ugly!"
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