Recast youth

Chapter 208
Feng Sande is a talented person. He has traveled all over the country and has a lot of experience. He is obviously an organization guilty of prostitution. What he said is true. If he hadn't asked him what he was sentenced for, Ye Feng would have been a little confused. Fuck him.

Moreover, Feng Sande's dialect is also very smooth. There are almost no dialects that he does not know. In his previous life, Ye Feng knew that the host named Wang from Hunan TV was very good at learning dialects, but Feng Sande's dialect was different from him. The host named Wang When people speak dialects, they have a sense of correctness and roundness. To put it another way, his dialect is like gold and jade, while Feng Sande's dialect is like rolling around in the mud.

Ye Feng was envious of this kind of language talent, so he asked Feng Sande for advice. Feng Sande said that it was nothing special. If he went to a city and found a vegetable market, if he didn't go in, he would find old men and women selling vegetables outside the market and pester them to fight. The price is enough for a few days, and if you make them anxious, they can learn the essence of their curse words.

Feng Sande said it was simple, but Ye Feng knew that it was not simple at all. This was a skill developed by traveling all over the country. At his level, language can be understood by analogies, a bit like the style of knowing everything.

Ye Feng asked Feng Sande on a whim: "Brother, in Cantonese, how do you say that every country has its own national anthem?"

"Clack-clack-clack-clack-clack-clack-clack."

Feng Sande fiddled with his greasy hair and said it without thinking. Then he realized that Ye Feng was teasing him and said this sentence in Cantonese, speaking faster like an old hen laying eggs.

So Feng Sande raised his orchid finger, spoke in a thin voice, his expression was so charming that he wanted to be beaten to death, he pushed Ye Feng in a very girly way, and said softly and softly: "Oh, that, disgusting, damn..."

At the end, he also gave Ye Feng a wink.

Ye Feng almost vomited. There was a visual feeling that a traitor and a transvestite were combined. The passenger opposite retched, stood up, and said to the people sitting outside, "I'm sorry, I borrowed it for a while," and then went to the bathroom.

Feng Sande, who was wearing clothes that were obviously two sizes too big, shook his middle-parted hair extremely elegantly.

Ye Feng and him were disgusting each other and talking nonsense. Then he learned from Feng Sande that his nephew, the honest-looking Feng Zheng, was not a simple master.

It turned out that when Feng Sande was in jail, Feng Zheng found a security guard job in the city not far from the prison. While working as a security guard, he was slapped by a fat man driving an Audi Q7, and then he didn't say anything and spent a month. After months of planning, tracking, and establishing relationships, I found out that this fat man had a wife, a college student who was hiding in a golden house, and a daughter who was in high school.

Then it was all ruined.

He is truly a scumbag and a beast.

Ye Feng was dumbfounded and relished when he heard it. He turned to look at the big man sitting in his original position. At 1.8 meters tall, he was undoubtedly a giant on the train, and his strong physique was extremely eye-catching.

man.

Ye Feng must be particularly curious about the secrets in this area, and Ye Feng is no exception, especially because the content is so exciting. He turned around and asked Feng Zheng gossiping if there was such a thing.

As a result, Feng Zheng, who had always presented himself as a simple and honest person, didn't care about Ye Feng at all. He acted as if he didn't hear what he said, and still looked at the scenery receding outside the car window with an indifferent expression.

Ye Feng was a little embarrassed.

But an unexpected scene appeared. Feng Sande, who had been extremely shy when facing others, suddenly became angry when Feng Zheng didn't reply to Ye Feng's words. He jumped up, slapped Feng Zheng on the back of the head, and cursed: " Damn it, your Uncle Ye is asking you, you are mute, do you have any education? Is this how I usually teach you?"

"Uncle Ye?" Feng Zheng looked back at Ye Feng.Feng Sande raised his head again and cursed: "Brother Ye Feng and I hit it off right away. He calls me brother and I call him brother. What do you think you should call him?"

Everyone around was dumbfounded.

What made them even more dumbfounded was that Feng Zheng honestly called Ye Feng Uncle Ye.

Ye Feng was confused and embarrassed. He wanted to say something, but was blocked by Feng Sande's words: "Brother, I know you have good intentions, but this kid is just a white-eyed bastard. I have wanted to slap him for a long time. Today Finally got the chance."

Pooh!
Feng Sande spit into the palm of his hand, rubbed his hands, and looked sideways at the back of Feng Zheng's head. If Feng Zheng's expression was wrong, he would jump up and give Feng Zheng another stupid look.

Ye Feng finally understood why Feng Sande jumped up and gave Feng Zheng a blow. The relationship was a public revenge, but Ye Feng also admired Feng Zheng. He was in his thirties, and he and Feng Sande were only seven or eight years apart. They were beaten by two idiots. When he got down, he didn't have any temper at all, but the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

At this time, Ye Feng also noticed that it turned out that Feng Zheng was not honest, but was pretending to be honest. When he stopped smiling, he looked a little evil.

And so handsome.

But yes, if he was really ugly, he wouldn't be able to take over that fat wife, mistress, and daughter. It's a pity that he has such an unreliable third uncle.

Feng Sande's sudden behavior just now attracted the attention of many people nearby. Ye Feng and Feng Sande were embarrassed to be under the gaze of others, so they came to the smoking area in the carriage.

Also coming with him was Feng Zheng.

Feng Sande took out a pack of redwood trees and asked Ye Feng if he smoked. After Ye Feng said no, Feng Sande trembled and said, "It's better not to smoke. It's better not to smoke." Then he put the redwoods back and took out a pack from his inner pocket. I smoked the cigarette without the butt happily.

Ye Feng saw the old man smoking cigarettes when he was a child. He felt itchy and asked for one from Feng Sande. Feng Sande was surprised: "I thought you didn't smoke such bad cigarettes."

Ye Feng said with a smile: "As long as you have cigarettes, it's enough. What matters is the bad cigarette and the good cigarette."

"Last year, you were pretty much saying this."

Feng Sande said casually that his smoking posture was different from that of ordinary people. He did not hold it between his fingers, but pinched it with his thumb and index finger. He was reluctant to smoke hard, and took a slow breath, then slowly. Exhale slowly.

Then he raised his leg, kicked Feng Zheng's calf, and said, "You're not so eye-catching, why don't you tell Uncle Ye what you're doing that's worse than a beast?"

Ye Feng discovered another thing. It turned out that Feng Sande had a slight slope on one of his legs. If you don't look carefully, you can't tell.

(End of this chapter)