Shenhao System: Nine trillion fell from the sky

She said: "We have experienced so much together and there is still a long way to go in the future, but I believe that as long as we move forward hand in hand, we will be able to create a beautiful future that belongs to us."

Feng Yihao seemed to feel the firmness and expectation in her heart when he listened to her words. His eyes gradually became deeper, as if he wanted to explore the endless mysteries of the universe through the dark night sky. He knew his mission and responsibility and knew that he wanted to create a better future for them. This determination made him feel extremely determined. He knew that as long as he worked hard enough, he would be able to achieve his goals.

As the night progressed, the starry sky outside the window shone brightly, as if watching the two people talking to each other. Their voices echoed in the silent night as if telling an eternal emotional story. Their hearts are connected to each other as if they have become one and cannot be separated. They know that there is still a long way to go, but they also believe that as long as they work together, they will be able to create a better future of their own.

When the last trace of night disappeared from the sky, Feng Yihao stood up slowly. His movements were calm and deliberate, like a warrior ready to meet a challenge. He looked at Ouyang Murphy, with a look of confidence and determination on his face, and his deep eyes shone with determination and belief.

Ouyang Murphy sat there quietly, looking at him. Her eyes were full of tenderness and understanding, as if she could feel the firmness and expectation in his heart. Her fingers moved gently on the table, which was the rhythm of her thinking and her expectations for the future.

Feng Yihao took a deep breath, as if absorbing the power and energy in the air. He knows his mission and responsibility, and he also knows that he wants to create a better future for them. This determination made him feel extremely firm, like a high mountain that stood unyielding.

Ouyang Murphy gently held his hand, as if conveying strength and support. Her fingers were soft and warm, like warm sunshine shining on his soul. At this moment, the two people's souls were completely integrated, as if their lives were closely connected to each other.

"I know your determination and belief," Ouyang Murphy said softly, "I also believe that you can achieve your goals." Her voice was soft but firm, as if she was encouraging and admiring him.

Feng Yihao looked at her, his heart full of gratitude and emotion. He knew that the reason why he could go all the way was inseparable from her support and understanding. He took a deep breath as if he was taking her encouragement and support into his lungs and turning it into his own strength and energy.

The conversation between the two echoed in the silent night, as if telling an eternal emotional story. Their hearts are connected to each other as if they have become one and cannot be separated.

As time goes by, the night gradually recedes and the morning light shines. The two looked at each other and smiled as if nothing was said. They know that there is still a long way to go, but they also believe that as long as they work together, they will be able to create a better future of their own. This trust and expectation allowed them to see infinite hope and possibility in each other's eyes.

Feng Yihao stood up and walked to the window to look at the sky outside. His back was looming under the dim light, giving him a feeling of loneliness and contemplation. He knows that his path is full of challenges and difficulties, but he also knows clearly that he cannot give up and cannot let down those who have expectations for him.

Ouyang Murphy sat there quietly and looked at his back. Her heart was filled with understanding and support for him. She knew that he was a responsible person and he would definitely create a better future for them. This trust and expectation made her feel extremely happy, as if she had already seen the bright future.

Feng Yihao took a deep breath, as if he wanted to suck the power of the entire world into his lungs. His chest swelled high, like a warrior ready to meet a challenge, absorbing every ounce of energy in the air. That tone, with his determination, his expectation, and his promise, slowly flowed into his body, as if filling every cell in him with power.

He closed his eyes tightly, as if talking about the unknown future and looking for the way forward. Then, he slowly exhaled, like a wise man injecting his determination and belief into every corner of the world. That tone seemed to carry his blood, his persistence, and his tenacity, filling the air, as if telling the world his existence and his determination.

"I will work hard." Feng Yihao's voice was low and firm, as if his determination and strength were contained in every word. His eyes sparkled with anticipation for the future and determination for challenges. Every word he said seemed to assure them that his determination and actions would work hard for their future.

Ouyang Murphy looked at him, his eyes full of tenderness and understanding. She knew his determination, his belief, and she believed he could achieve his goals. The corners of her mouth were slightly raised, as if she was waiting for his action and the future they would create together.

The night gradually recedes, and the morning light shines. Feng Yihao stood there, standing like a mountain, unyielding. Ouyang Murphy sat quietly opposite him, like a wise man, waiting for the new day to come. They looked at each other and smiled, as if nothing was said.

They know that the road ahead is still long and full of unknowns and challenges. But they also believe that as long as they join hands with each other, they will be able to create a better future of their own. This trust and expectation allowed them to see infinite hope and possibility in each other's eyes.

Feng Yihao took a deep breath again as if he was absorbing new strength and energy. He knows that he still has a long way to go, but he also knows clearly that he cannot give up and cannot live up to those who have expectations for him. He held Ouyang Murphy's hand tightly as if to tell her his determination and belief.

Ouyang Murphy quietly held his hand back as if conveying strength and support. She knew that he was a responsible person who would definitely work hard for their future. This understanding and support made her feel extremely happy, as if she had already seen the bright future.

With the dawn of dawn, the whole world was dyed with a layer of golden light. Feng Yihao and Ouyang Murphy stood side by side as if they were facing new challenges and opportunities. Their faces are filled with confidence and determination, as if telling the world that they are ready to create their own beautiful future.

One morning three years later, the sun shone through the mist on a luxurious villa. This villa was like a mysterious world, located in the heart of the city.

However, in stark contrast to the glitz and glamor around it, the villa’s garden is filled with a variety of vegetables. These vegetables thrive in the sun and seem to become a unique landscape of the villa.

Feng Yihao, the owner of this villa, is busy picking vegetables in the vegetable garden. His face was filled with a satisfied and peaceful smile, as if he had found his own tranquility in this vibrant vegetable garden. His movements were light and skillful, as if he were one with the vegetable garden.

Suddenly, a cry broke the tranquility. Feng Yihao raised his head, frowning slightly, and a trace of worry flashed on his face. He put down the food in his hand and walked towards the direction of the sound. It turned out that his eldest son Feng Dabao and his second son Feng Erbao were quarreling.

Feng Dabao, Shu Shenyu's son, a sunny and lively boy, has tears on his face at this moment, obviously feeling wronged. As for Feng Erbao, Lan Shumin's child, a smart and cunning little guy, he looked unconvinced at the moment. Apparently he thought he was the reasonable party in this dispute.

"Dabao, what's wrong?" Feng Yihao asked softly, his face full of concern.

"Dad, Erbao won't let me play with that newly bought toy!" Feng Dabao said with a cry.

Feng Yihao looked at Feng Erbao and asked gently: "Erbao, why don't you let your brother play with toys?"

Feng Erbao's eyes rolled around, he held the toy tightly with his little hands, and said stubbornly: "My mother bought this for me, I won't let him play with it!"

Feng Yihao sighed slightly. He understood that the quarrel between the brothers was not because of the toys themselves, but because of jealousy and competition between them. He thought for a moment, then took out a candy from his pocket and said gently to Feng Erbao: "Erbao, can you give half to my brother? That way you can both have candy to eat."

Feng Erbao looked at the candy in his hand, then at his brother, and finally let go and handed half of the candy to Feng Dabao. Feng Dabao burst into laughter and took the candy, and the tension between the two brothers also eased.

Just when Feng Yihao thought that the morning's dispute was over and he could take a short rest, suddenly, a burst of brisk footsteps broke the tranquility. He raised his head and saw his eldest daughter Feng Lingbao running happily into the garden. The little girl had a bright smile on her face, as if the morning light was brighter because of her presence. Feng Lingbao held a box of colored paintbrushes tightly in his hand, his eyes shining with anticipation. She ran up to Feng Yihao, raised the brush in her hand, and said sweetly: "Dad, can you paint with me?"

Feng Yihao looked at his daughter's expectant eyes, and the fatigue in his heart disappeared instantly. He smiled and nodded, squatting down, preparing to create a painting of their own with his daughter.

However, at this moment, another loud sound came from the other corner. Feng Yihao turned around and saw his second daughter, Feng Feibao, running towards this side. This little girl's face was full of stubbornness, as if the whole world knew the persistence in her heart.

Feng Feibao ran up to Feng Yihao and shouted breathlessly: "Dad, I want to dance with you!" She hugged Feng Yihao's neck tightly with her hands, as if she was afraid of losing this opportunity.

Facing the warm invitations from his two daughters, Feng Yihao couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. He looked at the expectant eyes of his two daughters, and a warmth surged in his heart. He knew that this was their expression of dependence and love for him. He gently stroked the heads of his two daughters and said softly: "Baby, dad is happy to paint and dance with you. But we have to wait for dad to finish things first, okay?"

The two daughters looked at each other silently, their eyes showing deep helplessness and helplessness. Immediately afterwards, all four of their eyes burst into tears at the same time, and the crystal tears rolled in their eyes, as if they would fall down at any time.

"Dad, stay with me, stay with me!" The eldest daughter begged in her childish voice, holding tightly to the corners of her father's clothes for fear of losing her father's company. Her face was full of anxiety and reluctance, and her bright eyes were full of expectation.

The youngest daughter stood aside silently, holding the hem of her skirt tightly with her hands, and her eyes revealed an unspeakable sadness. She looked at her father, her big, clear and bright eyes were filled with tears, as if something was blocking her throat and she could not speak.

The father looked at the tearful eyes of his two daughters and was heartbroken.

"Okay, okay, daddy will play with you!"

But as soon as the words were spoken, Li Sihan came over with his third son Feng Sibao: "Brother Yihao, Sibao said you promised him to accompany him to Disneyland today. Is it true? I want to go too!"

Li Sihan and his third son Feng Sibao looked at their father expectantly, as if waiting for his answer.

Feng Yihao shook his head helplessly, "Okay, okay, let's go together and take the children with us."

"Wow even!"

For a moment, Feng Yihao's wife and children burst into fierce cheers.

"Murphy, go prepare the clothes. Sihan, I'll leave the food to you! Shen Yu, please help contact the driver. We estimate that we will need at least twelve cars!" Lan Shumin began to give orders, and many girls also began to go their own way. Busy.

Looking at this large family, Feng Yihao felt helpless.

Having more people in the family is not necessarily a good thing!

A trip costs a huge amount of money.

At this moment, Feng Yimeng suddenly spat it out with a "yue" sound.

Jinnier quickly ran over and supported Feng Yimeng: "What's wrong with Mengmeng? Did she catch a cold? Why don't you ask a doctor to come over and take a look first?"

Feng Yimeng's face was pale, and there was still some undigested food in the corner of his mouth. She shook her head gently and tried hard to stand up, but found that her legs were weak. She held Jinnier tightly with her hand and said in a weak voice: "I don't know, I just feel like my stomach is churning and it feels so uncomfortable..."

Before she could finish speaking, Jinnier suddenly felt sick, and the hand holding Feng Yimeng began to tremble. Her face turned pale instantly and she retched several times, but nothing came out.

"Huh? What's going on? Is it food poisoning? It shouldn't be!"

Feng Yihao frowned. Yesterday he cooked by himself, so how could he get food poisoning?

At this time, Lan Shumin's courage as the eldest sister among the "sisters" was immediately revealed.

She first comforted the two girls who looked panicked: "Don't worry, sit down and rest for a while." Then she turned her head and gave Feng Yihao two fierce rolls of the eyes.

"You guys, you have so many children and you still don't have experience? You are going to be a father again, or two at a time!"

"ah?!!!"

Feng Yihao was stunned!

Two football teams are about to be assembled!

Or one for men and women!

What the hell, is it possible that the future of the national football team depends on my Feng family? ! ! !

(Finale) (End of this chapter)