Became a poor little boy abandoned by his educated youth mother?

Chapter 173 Someone is treating you

After a 30-hour train ride, we finally arrived at the station.

After getting off the train, the group followed Mr. Feng to take the bus. After dropping them off at Huaqing University, he took the brother and sister away.

Let them find a place for the rest by themselves. They are already grown up, we can’t let them get lost.

They found a guesthouse to stay in.

"I don't know what the situation is with my house right now. You can stay in the guesthouse first and then go check it out tomorrow." Old Feng explained to the brother and sister.

An Xueyan said, "Oh, Master, I also have a house in Beijing. If things don't work out, I can move in there tomorrow."

"Let's see tomorrow. We're tired from the car ride. Go change first and take a rest. Then we'll go to the state-owned restaurant for dinner." Mr. Feng said as he went upstairs.

Maybe someone will come and offer them accommodation tomorrow.

An Xueyan washed her whole body with hot water and felt a lot more relaxed.

This train sleeper berth can make a person's bones fall apart. It turns out that she is not suitable for hardship.

Instead of sleeping, he started meditating directly. After practicing the exercises for a few rounds, he felt refreshed.

The brother and sister lived in a standard double room with two beds.

Seeing her open her eyes, An Honglei said, "Mr. Feng hasn't gotten up yet. I'll go get the food. Sister, you stay in the guesthouse and don't run around."

"Okay." An Xueyan had no objection to this. It was obvious that her master was tired and he probably needed to sleep for a while.

Sure enough, after waiting for half an hour, there was no movement coming from Mr. Feng's room.

I came over and knocked on the door, "I overslept, where's your brother? Let's go out for dinner now."

An Xueyan stepped aside to let her master in and said, "Brother has gone out to buy food and should be back soon. Master, let's not go out tonight. Let's have a good night's rest so we can get down to business tomorrow."

"That's fine. Alas, I'm old after all and can't stand the fatigue of traveling. When I was young, I could stay awake for days and nights at the front line to treat the wounded and it was fine."

An Xueyan poured her master a glass of water and comforted her: "Master, you are not old. Back then, it was because of your firm belief that you were able to endure it. Now it is a peaceful era. It is different from the past. There is no comparison."

Although he knew what was going on, he still appreciated the comfort from his young disciple.

In a few minutes, An Honglei came back with food.

Seeing that Old Feng was also in the room, he smiled and greeted him, "Grandpa Feng is up too. I happened to come across someone selling mutton soup, so I bought three servings. We'll each have one later. I smell it and it smells pretty good."

"Haha, I haven't tasted this flavor in years. I think you bought it from a nearby state-owned restaurant. The mutton soup here is the most authentic. Let me try it."

Old Feng took it and quickly opened it and took a sip. He squinted his eyes and sighed, "This is the taste. You brothers and sisters, try it too. I guarantee you'll want more after you try it."

"Hey, the aroma just wafted out when I went there, so I was the first one in line, and now there's a long line waiting to buy."

"This is delicious. Let's buy it next time." An Xueyan also liked it. She decided to go there more often.

"It may not be available next time, and we don't make it every day, but Master will take you to eat other delicious food." Old Feng promised while drinking the soup. His little apprentice's appetite must be satisfied.

The next morning, when they got up, washed, and prepared to go out for breakfast, they were blocked at the door of the guesthouse.

Master Feng whispered to his apprentice, "It seems someone treated us to breakfast, like a dog's nose."

The man stood straight, walked straight ahead, and had a sharp look in his eyes. He was obviously a soldier. He came up to Mr. Feng, saluted, and said respectfully, "Hello, Mr. Feng. I am Wang Zhenying, Mr. Yan's guard. Mr. Yan asked me to come and pick you up."

"Oh, let me talk about it after I have breakfast." Mr. Feng said indifferently.

The other party still said politely: "Mr. Yan has asked someone to prepare your favorite breakfast and is waiting to eat with you."

"Since you are so sincere, let's go and take a look."

"Mr. Yan has also arranged accommodation for you, so please take your luggage with you."

The brother and sister acted according to Mr. Feng's expression. When they saw him nod, they went to the room to get their luggage and check out. Wang Zhenying was also very perceptive. He followed them upstairs to pick up their luggage. Mr. Feng went to the car calmly and pretended to be an expert.

As soon as An Xueyan got in the car, she muttered to her master, "Master, my brother and I are just the two gatekeepers under your seat."

After being hit on the head by Master Feng, he laughed and scolded: "You are so useless! You are my last disciple, but a gatekeeper boy sent you away."

Seeing Wang Zhenying also got into the car, An Xueyan shut up and sat in the car to enjoy the scenery.

The car drove directly to the military compound, and after going through numerous inspections, several people were able to get into the innermost part of the car.

"It's so strict. I don't want to live here." An Xueyan poked her master's arm.

"I understand." Mr. Feng just said a few words lightly.

Wang Zhenying, who was driving in front, also moved his ears.

Soon the car stopped in front of a quiet single-family western-style building. There was a large yard outside the building. The building was three stories high. It was obvious that the people who could live in such a house were of high social status.

The person in the house came out after hearing the noise. He was an old man with gray hair but in good spirits. He looked no different from an ordinary old man and did not have any aura at all.

Following behind was an old lady with the same gray hair, a middle-aged woman and a young man.

The old man came out and complained to Mr. Feng: "You didn't even tell me you were coming to Beijing so I could pick you up at the station. If someone hadn't told me, I would have thought you didn't want to come."

Elder Feng said angrily, "I didn't want to come in the first place. I just wanted to bring my little disciple here to see the world before I die. Even if I didn't tell you, you would have known it."

Then he introduced them: "Come here, Yan girl, Shitou, this is your Grandpa Yan, this is your Grandma Yan, this is Aunt Jiang, the eldest daughter-in-law of the Yan family, and this is Yan's grandson, you can just call him brother. This girl is my last disciple, and this is her brother and my grandson."

"Hello Grandpa Yan, hello Grandma Yan, hello Aunt Jiang, hello brother." The brother and sister greeted them politely and well-behavedly.

"Hey, when you come to Grandpa Yan's house, just treat it as your own home."

"You are all good children." Grandma Yan came over and took the brother and sister's hands and said with a smile.

Aunt Jiang and Yan's grandson also responded to the two with polite smiles and nods.

The eldest daughter-in-law of the Yan family advised, "Dad, Mom, look, Uncle Feng and the others haven't had breakfast yet. Let's go in and have breakfast first, then talk."

Grandma Yan reacted and said, "Yes, yes, look at my poor memory. Go inside. Old Feng, I asked Sister Li to make your favorite soup dumplings. Why don't you try them later and see how they taste?"

Mr. Feng also smiled and said, "Thank you very much, sister-in-law. I didn't expect you would still remember it after all these years."