This made Nan Yingjian feel angry and funny... She thought to herself: "When I go back, I will definitely ask Han Kongwen what kind of crap this product is... If it is useless at the critical moment, what else can it be called a desperate situation?"

'Armed', let's just call it 'desperate situation arrangement'.'

Thinking of this, Nan Yingjian smiled. She looked up at the small building, and then shifted her gaze to the surrounding scenery.

Not to mention, the scenery of this lake hidden deep in the grassland is quite beautiful.

If we could build a small house here, we would definitely be able to live very comfortably...

…

At this time, Zhang Fengyu, who was going upstairs alone, had already reached the third floor.

The interior furnishings of the Zhuqi Building are very simple.

There are no tables, chairs or benches made of precious wood, and even the straw mats on the ground are very old.

It seems that the 137-year-old Granny Zhuo Yun must have lived a very ordinary life...

Windows on all sides of the third floor are open.

The breeze passed through the room, which was very comfortable.

In the middle of the house, behind a white gauze curtain, sat a thin figure.

With her back to the stairs and facing the lake, she seemed to be the Granny Zhuo Yun mentioned by Zhang Fengyu.

"Xiao Feng, you are here."

Although she didn't look back, Granny Zhuo Yun could tell who it was from the footsteps.

Zhang Fengyu said kindly, walked outside the gauze curtain and sat down cross-legged.

"I've noticed something unusual about the sky recently. Did the lighthouse notice something?"

Zhang Fengyu said: "No, it is still the same as usual, it is a wrong warning."

"Well...is that so..." Granny Zhuo Yun put down the straw mat she was weaving and said, "The master came here a few days ago. He told me that a friend from far away will come to see me recently... Well

…But I really can’t remember which friends I have…”

Zhang Fengyu: "She is downstairs now."

"Downstairs?" Zhuo Yun's mother-in-law was a little surprised: "Well... then why didn't you take her upstairs?"

Zhang Fengyu did not answer. He asked instead: "Mother-in-law, do you really believe that there is still hope for all this?"

After hearing this, Granny Zhuo Yun asked with a smile: "What about you, Xiaofeng, why have you persisted until now?"

Zhang Fengyu was silent.

Grandma Zhuo Yun sighed softly, and then said with some envy: "Having love in your heart is the most beautiful thing in the world... Even after so many years... you still care about her, right?"

Zhang Fengyu said nothing.

But Grandma Zhuo Yun knew what he was thinking.
Chapter completed!