Chapter 42 Smiling Tiger

"Let's go. My father is probably waiting for me to have dinner at home."

Before Fan Fei, who was full of doubts, continued to ask, Ding Shichen said lightly, then lowered his head and took the lead to the entrance of the community ahead.

Qi Feng didn't say anything. He just nodded to Fan Fei, and then slowly followed Ding Shichen. His footsteps were still as light as a civet cat, but his walking posture was suddenly a little strange - every time he came out of his right foot, he only gently touched the ground with his toes and quickly withdrew, and his center of gravity almost moved to his left foot. Obviously, he was injured by Fan Fei's scratch and throwing just now.

Fan Fei took a look at Xu Jing and wanted to ask the truth, but Xu Jing didn't give him a chance at all. She trotted all the way to catch up with Ding Shichen and habitually wanted to hold her right hand, just like when she first left the school gate.

Ding Shichen just raised his right hand and brushed a strand of hair falling from his forehead.

Xu Jing's hand fell empty without a trace, and her face was suddenly a little embarrassed. Then she smiled and glanced back at Fan Fei, with some playfulness and playfulness in her eyes.

Fan Feiruo responded with a smile with some understanding, and then followed him. At the same time, he quietly picked up the sleeve of his left arm and took a look. There were several dark red marks on his wrist and left arm, which were very painful.

Just now, Qi Feng grabbed Fan Fei's left hand like an iron pliers. Fan Fei also tossed Qi Feng out with the powerful power generated after hypnosis. But at that time, he was not sure to throw him away, because Qi Feng clamped his left hand so hard that he could not escape. If Qi Feng hadn't suddenly let go of his hands at the last moment, Fan Fei would have guessed that he could not throw him away and would have fallen into a bitter battle.

And Qi Feng gave way to himself and remained polite to himself after being injured. Did he want to maintain his demeanor in front of Ding Shichen, or was there another special reason? This made Fan Fei fall into thinking while walking, and definitely ruled out the possibility of "Ding Shichen's suitor", because it was obviously not in line with the inevitable performance of "the rival in love in front of his love".

Once he encounters such an emergency that may endanger his own safety, Fan Fei will put aside his unhappiness with Ding Shichen and quickly calculate it in his mind.

After just a little calculation, the expression on his face suddenly became solemn, and he looked at Ding Shichen's back in a complicated mood.

By this time, Ding Shichen and Xu Jing had walked to the iron gate side by side.

At the gate of Yixiangyuan Community, there are two entrances for cars to enter and exit, which are blocked by railing. There is a small guard booth in the middle, and on the right is a small iron gate that requires a card to enter. Before Ding Shichen took out the card, Qi Feng had taken out his wallet, shook it on the sensor, opened the iron door, and then gave way to the side with a gentlemanly manner to let Ding Shichen advance.

Ding Shichen was not polite and took the lead in. Just as she passed by Qi Feng, Qi Feng said three words in a very slight voice. Ding Shichen nodded slightly and quickly walked into the iron gate.

Xu Jing fell behind. She pointed to Fan Fei and said a few words to the doorman, saying that Fan Fei was Ding Shichen's classmate and would be a tutor in the future, so that they would not stop him in the future. Those doormen obviously knew Xu Jing and Ding Shichen, and respected them more. They nodded quickly and agreed.

After Xu Jing walked in, Qi Feng still did not follow up. He only looked at Fan Fei with a smile and motioned him to advance.

Fan Fei heard the three words Qi Feng said, and also saw his active goodwill at this moment. The doubt just now had a more accurate answer in an instant. So he replied with a smiling face, handed a soft white sand smoke of twenty cents to express his gratitude, and finally walked in calmly.

Qi Feng pinched the soft white sand cigarette that he had never disdained to smoke. He couldn't throw it for a while, and he couldn't smoke it. He had to smile bitterly and put it in his ear.

"Ding Shichen..."

After Fan Fei calmly entered the iron gate from under the eyes of the security guard, he suddenly accelerated his pace, quickly caught up with Ding Shichen and Xu Jing, and walked to the left side of Ding Shichen, called her and was ready to ask something.

Dante Shichen did not agree, but suddenly stopped with Xu Jing and turned his head to the right, which made Fan Fei's words stuck.

The community is two downhill roads that extend to the left and right respectively. Between the two roads are shaded by trees next to an oval super-large open-air swimming pool. There are many cherry trees and bayberry trees, loquat trees, osmanthus trees and so on, as well as many flowers such as rose flowers. At this time, it is the season when osmanthus is fragrant. The strong fragrance of osmanthus comes to my face, refreshing.

Opposite the right side of the iron gate, there is a large rockery. Next to the rockery is a statue of a five-clawed golden dragon with two columns. Next to the rockery, there are two rows of wooden benches, on which sit an old man and a middle-aged man, talking about something.

Fan Fei inadvertently glanced at the two men, and then looked at the side faces of Ding Shichen and Xu Jing. Then he found that Ding Shichen was smiling at the two men, but his smile was a little unnatural, and his face was still a little stunned. Xu Jing's reaction was even more strange. She frowned at the two men and pouted slightly, looking like she couldn't laugh or cry.

Fan Fei's heart moved and quickly looked at the old man and the middle-aged man again.

The old man is about seventy years old. He is short and thin, and less than 1.7 meters tall. His facial features are very ordinary. He has a lot of wrinkles on his face. His hair is as white as new snow. He can hardly find a black hair. He also has several long white eyebrows obliquely raised on his eyebrows, but he does not look kind. Because at this moment, he bowed his back and lowered his head, looking at the ground in a daze, with a gloomy expression, and whispering something in his mouth, as if he were full of complaints.

Although the weather at this time is only wearing single clothes, the old man seems to be a little weak and afraid of the cold, and has put on a tight Zhongshan suit in advance.

He clutched a dog leash in his thin right hand and led a bigger dog. The dog's abdomen and face are covered with white hair, and its forehead and back are covered with black and yellow hair, which looks beautiful.

Fan Fei saw the information about the pet dog on the Internet, so he recognized it as a husky dog at a glance. This kind of dog is a subspecies of the Arctic wolf. It is the dog whose genes are closest to the wolf among the current breeds. This kind of dog is sometimes extremely violent. When biting people, it only bites the throat and is often fatal. However, after being domesticated, they are basically docile, and have become a popular pet dog all over the world. The dog in front of him looks a little special. Although it sticks out its tongue in its mouth and looks very cute, its eyes at Fan Fei are quite fierce, and it is a virtue that it will hurt people at any time.

The dog stared at Fan Fei, then at Ding Shichen and Xu Jing, then quickly stood up and wagged its tail slightly, but did not bark.

Fan Fei also keenly noticed that the bench was more than one meter long, and it was not a problem to sit for three people, but although the old man also sat on the bench, he leaned against the rightmost corner, and only put half of his buttocks on the bench, and his expression when talking to the middle-aged man was also a little humble.

The middle-aged man sitting in the middle of the bench is about 40 years old, with a national face, a wide forehead, rough facial features, a big nose, big eyes and a big mouth, only small ears. There is also a scar about two inches long on his left chin, which looks slightly broken.

He had a lean head, wearing a set of tacky pajamas full of copper coins, casually put on his legs, put his left elbow on the left railing of the seat, leisurely touched the shallow beard stubble on his chin, patiently listened to the old man's chatter, and smiled on his face.

His smile only bloomed three points, but it was very kind and infectious, making people feel like a spring breeze. Especially when he saw Ding Shichen and Xu Jing, the corners of his mouth were higher, revealing a mouthful of snow-white teeth, and a three-point smile turned into a five-point smile.

This is obviously a very masculine middle-aged uncle. It should be no problem to fascinate a few Loris who are not deeply involved.

However, Fan Fei found that although the middle-aged man's face was full of smiles, his eyes did not smile, and he was even a little cold. Especially when he looked at him, there was still a sharpness in his eyes, as if a dagger flew out of his eyes, which instantly cut through the space of more than ten meters and plunged into his forehead, making him feel a chill for no reason.

But this was just a momentary feeling. In a blink of an eye, the middle-aged man suddenly put his left index finger that had touched his chin on the big mouth and made a silent gesture, signaling them not to open their mouth and not to interrupt the old man's words. At the same time, a smile quickly appeared in his eyes, which made Fan Fei feel that it was just an illusion of himself.

When Xu Jing and Ding Shichen saw the two men, they were stunned for a moment, and then opened their mouths to speak at the same time. At the same time, they were stopped by the silent gesture of the middle-aged man. Finally, they had to close their mouths and wait silently for the old man to finish his words.

This process took only two or three seconds, but Fan Fei grabbed the gap and keenly observed a lot of details. He skipped for no reason and felt that his position at this time was a little inappropriate.

At this time, Xu Jing was on the right, Fan Fei was on the left, and Ding Shichen was sandwiched in the middle.

This position has returned to the way he first left the school gate, but it is only because Fan Fei wanted to ask Ding Shichen a word just now, and his mentality when he left the school gate has fundamentally changed.

This was an inconspicuous little thing, but when Fan Fei saw these two men, he knew that his position was a little awkward.

In fact, it should be said that Ding Shichen is a little embarrassed. When two women and one man walk together, girls who are always close to boys feel embarrassed when they meet acquaintances, because this usually leads to some ambiguous speculation.

But before Fan Fei could react, the middle-aged man moved his left hand on his mouth to the back of his head and waved to the three of them slightly without showing a trace.

Fan Fei made a decision in an instant and strode forward without looking at Xu Jing and Ding Shichen.

The middle-aged man's eyes suddenly had more fun, but his smile deepened and turned into six points.

At this time, although the old man did not notice the waving gesture of the middle-aged man, he also noticed that the husky dog suddenly stood up and wagged his tail abnormally. He finally stopped chattering and turned his head to look at Fan Fei and the two girls behind him bluntly, with a surprised expression on his face.

"Is it Grandpa Xu and Uncle Ding?" Seeing the old man looking at him, Fan Fei asked with a smile.

Straight in with a single knife, and the words are amazing.

When no one introduced the identity of these two men to him, Fan Fei directly accosted and boldly guessed their identity, which surprised Xu Jing and Ding Shichen behind him. Even Qi Feng, who followed quietly, flashed a glimmer of light in his eyes.

"Who are you?"

Hearing Fan Fei's question, the old man asked in surprise. At the same time, he narrowed his small eyes and looked at Fan Fei fixedly. His eyes were full of examination and vigilance, as if he were facing a big enemy.

His voice is very hoarse, so it is a little harsh like a broken gong.

The middle-aged man leaned on the seat motionless and did not say anything. He only nodded slightly, but the smile on his face was one point deeper, reaching seven points, so it was as deep as a pool of unclear lake water.

It turns out that the smiling face can also be so deep... The smiling face of a middle-aged man made Fan Fei suddenly think of three words.

A smiling tiger.