Vol 5 Chapter 1155: Bad question

"Try it," John took out a cigar when he saw Feng Yiping following up.

"Thank you," Feng Yiping waved his hand. Whether it was a thick cigar or a thin cigarette, he was not interested in everything.

John also knew this, so Feng Yiping felt that he should have something to say to himself.

"We plan to keep this lane and widen and lengthen it appropriately so that it can become a roller skating track, allowing Vincent to skate, skate, or other similar sports at home,"

"Here, I want to install a trampoline that is level with the ground. There, it can be used as a basketball court..."

Feng Yiping thought that John wanted to talk to himself about the reconstruction, so he talked about his plan with Ma Ling endlessly.

Because now his image is becoming more and more widely known, coupled with his particularity in personal feelings, it is obviously not suitable to take Vincent to some public places to do such sports.

Most of the parent-child time between Vincent and Vincent can only be at home, which is also the original intention of his plan with Ma Ling to rebuild.

"Oh," John was shocked, and walked back and forth with his cigar, as if he was measuring his steps. "If you want to have a fun time at home with Vincent, this kind of reconstruction is not impossible, but since You put so much energy into rebuilding, so why not buy a piece of land to build a new one? That will definitely work best."

"As for here, whether it is sold or held, it is actually good. I am optimistic about the housing prices in Silicon Valley."

"It's really a good suggestion, but I like this place," Los Gatos, no matter the natural environment or the composition of the residents, it is very suitable for settlement.

Especially this one is a good place to keep quiet in the noisy place, and it is also close to that mountain.

"Then demolish it, enlarge the area, redesign and rebuild,"

In fact, John also feels that at least this residence is a bit inconsistent with Feng Yiping's identity. His houses are bigger and more luxurious than here.

"This..." Although he knew that it was definitely the best way to do that, Feng Yiping groaned.

"Oh, understand," John immediately switched from his identity as a real estate agent to that of Marling's father. "You want to keep a low profile,"

This is indeed a piece of old ginger, so I can understand why Feng Yiping would rather rebuild than build.

"Before Google went public, we were all tracked and filmed by many reporters. I think there will be no less things like this in the future," Feng Yiping said.

That's natural. In the future, whether it is Facebook or multiple sections under Nextdoor, many of them will have to be listed. By then, the same situation may still occur.

Besides, in such a family-by-house community, to build a huge mansion with a huge area, isn't that a deliberate reminder to the people?

This is a somewhat embarrassing question.

Because when this issue was mentioned, they would naturally think that Ma Ling and Vincent, at least for a period of time, must bear such an invisible identity.

John turned his head to the side and smoked his cigar.

After being silent for a while, both of them felt something wrong, "John..." "Something..." The two spoke almost at the same time.

"You first," Feng Yiping actually noticed just now that at the beginning, what John wanted to say to himself was not the issue of reconstruction.

"That," John seemed to be a little unspeakable, "Annie..."

"Gentlemen," Heidi came over, "have you discussed it?"

"Their plan is very good," John said. "I'll go around."

With a cigar in his mouth, he walked to the vacant house, looking around, knocking on the wall and the pillar.

"Don't mind, he is like that," Heidi said with a smile.

"I can understand," Feng Yiping said.

"Feng," Heidi pulled Feng Yiping, "I want to tell you something,"

Both of them have something to tell themselves.

"you said,"

"Annie, she is usually fine, but every time she feels bad, she doesn't take the feelings of others too much. Normally at this time, Ma Ling will be her target, sisters, you know,"

It turned out to be this!

"I know that generally speaking, families with multiple siblings, that is, the age gap between siblings is relatively large, and the oldest one is a boy, the relationship will be better."

"Oh Heidi, I don't mean any sexism,"

"I understand, you are right. Ma Ling and Annie, especially Annie, often compete with Ma Ling. So, in the past two days, if she said something..."

"It's okay," Feng Yiping said immediately.

He glanced at John, and wanted to come to John to tell himself, and that was the same thing.

They are so worried about how they feel. When they first met in Hawaii, they did not expect such a big change.

"Heidi, I want to ask, in the war between Ma Ling and Annie, who has won the war more often?"

"Haha," Heidi didn't expect Feng Yiping to care about this issue. "Naturally it is Ma Ling. Since Annie was in the third grade, she hasn't let Anne go anymore. Since then, most It was Annie who had the disadvantage."

"Why, don't you see it,"

"I'm trying to imagine a scene like that,"

I really couldn't tell that Ma Ling was naturally not the kind of gentleness in front of him, but it was still far from the powerful image described by Heidi.

"Yeah, when I was young, there were many boys holding love letters, crying and running away from her, now, who can imagine? It's also because she found the right person, right?"

Feng Yiping didn't know how to answer these words.

"Let's go, we have to go ahead and see, I am worried that the two of them will fight in front of Vincent," Heidi also changed the subject immediately.

"John?"

"He? Hmph, you didn't see it, did he avoid it on purpose?"

Well, Feng Yiping wanted to laugh a little. He didn't expect that an authentic old white man in the southern United States like John would have such a negative escape at home, and it seems that it is not the first time.

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Some worried Heidi brought Feng Yiping back to the front. In the lobby, he only saw Anne and Vincent lying on the sofa holding pillows, on the body, on the ground floor, on the coffee table, all kinds of potato chips and snacks. Like an obedient assistant, follow her instructions to switch the TV channel.

"Where is Ma Ling?"

"I beat her away," Annie patted her hands twice.

"No, Dad, Dad, Mom prepares dinner in the kitchen,"

"Really?" Annie hugged Vincent, pinched his little cheek and said, "You little guy, like your mother who likes to inform,"

"No, it wasn't me who informed," Vincent said loudly with a smile, "it's auntie, you lied,"

This kid can really grasp the point of the matter.

However, it seems that Annie still likes her nephew, not that she doesn't know how to restrain her negative emotions.

"Heidi, you take a break first," Vincent immediately ran off his aunt. "Grandma~www.wuxiaspot.com~Are you tired? There is hot cocoa that I like very much, would you like a cup?"

"Why don't you know how to give my aunt a glass?" Annie cried, "Don't you love my aunt?"

"I'm going to see Ma Ling," Feng Yiping said.

He felt that it would be better to stay away from Annie in the manic period, so as not to suffer from Ma Ling's fish.

Annie watched Feng Yiping hurriedly walked towards the kitchen and called out, "Brother-in-law,"

"Annie," Feng Yiping didn't stop at his feet, turning his head and smiling.

"Brother-in-law, don't go, I have a question for you,"

Feng Yiping quickened his pace immediately, which is certainly not a good question.

Annie looked at Feng Yiping as if she was running away and couldn't help but smile, "Brother-in-law, have you ever thought about going to Utah and joining Mormonism (belief in multiple marriages, specifically polygamy)?"

Feng Yiping paused for a while, this Annie dared to poke anything.

Fortunately, I walked fast.

Behind him, Vincent was asking, "Auntie, what is Mormon?"

Anne's cry followed, "Heidi, stop, stop, you stop,"

Feng Yiping quietly looked back. Heidi was using the sofa pillow next to him as a weapon and threw it at Annie. Vincent was also on a front with his grandmother enthusiastically.

Annie, who was quick-mouthed just now, could only be beaten passively.

"Good fight!"

Huh, I didn't speak?

He looked back and saw that Ma Ling, wearing an apron, ran out of the kitchen, standing there watching from afar, his face was very excited, and he seemed to want to join the ranks of throwing his pillow.

As soon as she saw Feng Yiping, she ran over with a smile, "Ping, the cake is ready, come and taste it,"

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