One Thousand Rei Fifty-Five: Tomoko Mo Young Father

"This Mr. Feng——is a kind father."

Thinking of Feng Zhen's request, Wan Xiuer's heart softened a little.

She hated her dead husband, but loved children.

If the aborted child was able to give birth safely, would he be enlightened now?

Unfortunately, fate is too thin.

In addition to her, there are also female battalion soldiers who take care of her life and ensure her safety in the carriage.

The female soldier has never been in contact with Feng Zhen, so she naturally doesn't know his nature.

But people like to make up their minds. If they have a good impression of a person, they can't help but label him with more beautiful labels.

Junshi Feng is so wise and intelligent, he must be a loving father!

Feng Yi, who doesn't know the truth, can only say-

hehe.

More than a month later, Fengyi received a box "mailed" from her father all the way.

There is nothing else in the box, except for all kinds of exquisite gadgets, which are Feng Zhen's family letter to Feng Yi.

No more, no less, a total of twenty-four letters, each with four or five pages of letter paper, very thick to the touch.

Feng Zhen doesn't stick to his father's identity, and often jokes with his son.

Although the father and son get together less and leave more, their relationship is much better than that of many alienated father and son in feudal families.

"Boy thanked Madam."

Feng Yi, who still looked immature, thanked Wan Xiu'er, being gentle and courteous, and acting with restraint.

Looking at the little boy from Yushuzhilan in front of her, Wan Xiuer's affection for him increased a bit.

The sons are all so cute and polite, and Feng Zhen, as a father, is naturally similar.

Ugh--

If it weren't for this world, Feng Yi would have stayed by Feng Zhen's side and become the envied father and son in the eyes of others.

Wan Xiu'er saw Fengyi's weak face, and looked at some congenital deficiencies, her heart became softer.

Weak but not lacking in aura, like the beautiful jade of heaven and earth.

Who doesn't like it?

Wan Xiu'er smiled, "Thank you? If Mr. Feng hadn't made a good arrangement, the little lady might not have been able to reach Maruzhou safely."

Fengyi saw that she looked a little tired, it should be from the exhaustion of the boat and the car, she was tired.

So, he asked considerately, "Madam came the same way, can you find a good place to stay?"

Wan Xiuer thought for a while, then shook her head.

Haven't found a place to stay yet.

Feng Yi said, "If madam doesn't mind, you might as well stay in the humble house for a few days. My father is not at home all year round, and the inner courtyard is free, so madam can stay there. It's getting late now, so it might be inappropriate to find a homestay again. Madam has helped my father a lot. How can you neglect your benefactor when you are born as a man? The boy knows some people, and he can help Madam find out about houses that can be rented nearby. As a woman, you are always inconvenient when you are away. Why don't you live in a humble house temporarily and wait for someone to find you? It’s a good rental house or a long-term place to live, and I’ll move out at that time, saving the trouble of going back and forth.”

Wan Xiuer blinked and looked at the little boy in front of her in surprise.

He is not as tall as his chest, speaks logically, and does things in an orderly manner, so he can already see his future demeanor.

"Would this be too much trouble?"

Feng Yi said, "Father is not at home, there are only a few servants and maidservants who take care of her at home, no trouble."

Wan Xiu'er suddenly thought of Feng Zhen's commission, and sighed in her heart.

What a pity child.

"So, the little lady is bothering you."

Feng Yi nodded.

He asked for leave from the master of Jinlin Academy, skipped the afternoon riding and archery class, and led Wan Xiu'er to his home.

Arriving at Feng Mansion, Wan Xiu'er had a faint toothache——

Is he taking care of the child himself, or is the child taking care of himself?

Fengyi arranged an independent and clean guest house for her, and sent the housekeeper to the dental shop to pick out maids to serve her and women who did rough work.

In addition to these, people also prepare useful daily necessities, let tailors come over to measure the body shape, and make new clothes——

The messy things, but this child seems to be familiar with it, and he does it extremely smoothly.

The more so, the more Wan Xiuer felt sorry for Fengyi.

Who doesn't like obedient, sensible and smart children!

Wan Xiuer even imagined that her father was not there,

The juvenile shouldered the drama of the mansion's misery alone!

"Da Lang, the lady in the guest house?"

the butler asked hesitantly.

Feng Yi opened Feng Zhen's family letter and read it word by word.

From the earliest date, most of them are about thoughts, experiences along the way and interesting things in the military.

"Father's age——" Fengyi glanced at the butler from the corner of her eye, and said plainly, "He should also calm down."

The butler choked.

Once again, I deeply realized who is the master of Fengfu.

"This this--"

Feng Yi said, "If a person who stands at thirty still spends his days and drinks, he will not look good. If someone takes care of him, it's a great kindness!"

housekeeper:"……"

Suddenly, he felt that the roles of the master's father and son were reversed.

Feng Yi is the old father whose heart was broken by his rebellious son!

"But the master may not have such an intention—" the butler said weakly.

But Feng Yi smiled, and said firmly, "Just now I tested that lady, she had a very good impression of my father, and even praised him as a 'pure and upright gentleman'—— Butler, if your father didn't mean it, he Can it be related to these eight characters?"

It's just because it's interesting, so I put on a show!

The housekeeper just recalled it, and nodded with emotion.

This is probably the rumored "knowledge son is like a father"?

After thinking about it for a while, the butler didn't realize that there was something wrong with what he said.

If Feng Zhen knew that his son understood him so well, he would be extremely pleased.

After sending Wan Xiuer's convoy away, he collected his extra thoughts and focused on the battle situation.

Two days passed, and Huang Song and Jiang Pengji's division of prisoners was settled.

Feng Jin and Wei Ci were responsible for the negotiation on Jiang Pengji's side, and Cheng Jing and Nie Xun were on Huang Song's side.

Because of Huang Song's approval and hints, neither of them was too strong on this issue.

This is a situation that both parties can be satisfied with, but some people are not happy.

When Yuanxin heard that his lord, Huang Song, had given up the big head and distributed the captives and luggage, he didn't fight for reason, and he felt dissatisfied immediately. It wasn't that he was dissatisfied with Huang Song's humility, but he suspected that someone was biased towards Jiang Pengji and turned an elbow outward.

Who is this man?

Nie Xun's face appeared in Yuanxin's mind.

Once this idea was born, there was an extra thorn in my heart.

His feelings towards Nie Xun were already bad, but now that another layer of estrangement was added, the relationship between the two would be on fire.

This incident alarmed Huang Song, and he came forward to mediate, and the two of them cleared up their suspicions on the surface, but they became even more at odds in private.

"Hmph—don't let this old man catch you."

Yuan Xin looked at Nie Xun and Meng Heng from a distance. When the two talked, the atmosphere was harmonious and harmonious, and the thorn in his heart became more and more obvious. Nie Xun turned his back to Yuan Xin, so he didn't feel it, but Meng Heng noticed it.

Meng Heng turned his gaze back naturally, with a normal expression, showing no flaws, and he bowed gratefully to Nie Xun.

"In this way, Zhuo Jing will trouble his younger siblings to take care of him."