166 All kinds of flavors

Chang Chunfeng was a handsome man, and he was assigned to work in the suburbs of Beijing, which naturally made County Magistrate Huang envious.

At the same time, you should pay special attention to it. More friends mean more paths, and you never know when they can help you.

Chang Chunfeng naturally responded to County Magistrate Huang's enthusiasm, accepted his gift, and hosted a banquet at the restaurant, inviting County Magistrate Huang and the eldest son to sit at the table.

He was the only Jinshi who passed the imperial examination this year in the county. He was assigned a very good official position and was treated warmly by the county magistrate. It was said that the eldest son of Baicaotang followed him in and out, which made all the officials and wealthy businessmen in the county give him gifts.

The third son was so overwhelmed with gifts that he could not accept them. The young master had instructed that ordinary gifts could be accepted, but those that were excessive must not be accepted.

The third son rejected several gifts. One was a land deed for ten acres, which he could not accept. Another one was a gift of beautiful women from two families, which he could not accept even more. His son had not yet married, so wouldn't this ruin his good fortune?

The families were not angry and turned around to replace the gifts with ordinary ones.

As a result, Chang Chunfeng had to set up ten banquet tables before there were enough seats.

This wave of gifts also made up for his financial difficulties. From now on, he would not have to worry about money for a while.

Just when Chang Chunfeng returned to Changjia Village again, Sun Sicheng was invited to the home of County Magistrate Huang. At this time last year, the eldest son saved his father. Now the old man is in good health, but occasionally he still has symptoms of blacking out and dizziness, which makes him very worried.

It's not easy to be in the officialdom. No one can be sure that there will be a good position waiting for you immediately after observing the three-year mourning period. This is why he treated Chang Chunfeng, a newly appointed official, warmly.

Since Sun Sicheng and his men were waiting for Chang Chunfeng, they had to give face to County Magistrate Huang.

Three days later, Chang Chunfeng had dealt with things here and couldn't wait to see his son, who was his only relative in this world.

Sun Sicheng also arranged this matter. In the past few days, he asked Da Qiangzi, an apprentice in the clinic, to take a letter home, telling them not to worry about this matter, that Ping An and his son would be fine, and his mother would not know about it, so they could rest assured.

He Zilin also came specially and left with a smile on his face.

The trip to Jiao County lasted six days, not counting the time on the way, which was not a short time. Chang Chunfeng's vacation time was also limited. In the past few days, he also seriously considered the eldest son's suggestion, but he was still unwilling to do it.

The son should belong to him alone, to the Chang family.

The fact that his wife remarried due to unavoidable reasons has been a permanent pain in his heart. Even though he promised his son that he could support both families, he still couldn't accept it.

Sun Sicheng was calm and composed, and did not try to persuade him. He said that he had to figure out some things himself, and also that he had to get Ping An's consent. This kid was eccentric, how could he listen to Chang Chunfeng obediently?

It would be good enough if he agreed to be Chang Chunfeng's son at the same time.

Five days later.

Sun Sicheng arrived home last night. After a night's rest, he felt much better. He had breakfast with his daughter and his apprentice, and then asked Ping An to get ready.

Ping An naturally knew what to do when he went out.

There was nothing much to pack, so he was just wearing a moon-white scholar's gown. The only thing on his body was a jade hairpin on his bun, which was bought for him by Sun Sicheng in Jiangnan.

Sun Sicheng didn't say much. He gave his daughter some instructions and walked out with his little apprentice.

It’s no wonder Chang Chunfeng did that. If he had a son like this, he would also want to have him as his own.

Seeing that Awu has become very familiar with Ping'an, the two children standing together are really pleasing to the eyes. However, when he saw Awu smiling sweetly at this boy, he still felt sad for a moment.

Never mind. Promising her to his own disciple is much better than marrying her to an outsider. Besides, it’s too early to say this. He just made preparations early.

Chang Chunfeng paced back and forth in the room of the inn. He was going to meet his son today. He wondered what the little baby in his memory looked like now. Was he the same as in his dream?

"Ping An, I won't go up. I'll let Da Wu and Xiao Wu wait for you downstairs. Go as you wish. Master will take care of everything."

Ping An was choked up for a moment. This master treated him so well that he didn't know how to repay him.

"Master, I'm fine. When I come back, I'll show you something."

"Oh? I'm waiting to see something safe."

Sun Sicheng used a coaxing tone, which made Ping An curl his lips: "Master, please don't ignore it. I forgot about it before, and I found out when I went home to sort out my things during the Chinese New Year that the grandfather also gave me a few books, including a medical book."

Sun Sicheng was extremely surprised: "Safety, was it really given by the grandfather you saved?"

Ping An nodded. Isn’t it a calm and relaxed attitude?

Master, the clouds are no longer light and the wind is no longer gentle.

"Master, I'm going in."

"Ping An, how about we just forget it and go in. Let's finish this quickly. There's nothing to talk about slowly, okay?"

Ping An nodded again, said goodbye and turned around, the corners of his lips rising higher and higher. Was he being a little bad to tease the master like this?

But then again, the master arrived home late last night, and they only met briefly, so there was no time to say anything. He would not hide the medical book from the master.

He will treat those who treat him sincerely with sincerity.

This is the second room on the right on the second floor.

"Knock, knock, knock." Ping An knocked neither too fast nor too slow.

Chang Chunfeng opened the door and looked at the young boy standing at the door. His face was as delicate as jade, and his facial features were flawless. His shadow could be seen everywhere.

"Dashun." His voice suddenly choked and tears flowed out.

"Dad." Ping An never thought of disowning him from beginning to end.

It’s not his fault that he hasn’t returned home all these years, but he cannot deny it.

The most important thing in this world is filial piety. If you don’t want to be criticized by thousands of people, you have to admit it.

"Hey, Dashun, come in quickly, are you here alone?"

Ping An walked in: "Master, take me downstairs. Masters Da Wu and Xiao Wu are still waiting downstairs."

Da Wu and Xiao Wu, they should be the eldest master’s men, right?

Chang Chunfeng didn't bother to ask these questions. He hurriedly took his son in, closed the door, and made a cup of fruit tea for his son. "Try it. I think it tastes pretty good."

Biological children are biological children, and there is no gap between the child and the father, as if the father and son have never left each other all these years.

This realization warmed Chang Chunfeng's heart, and the haze in his heart these days dissipated a lot.

Ping An took a sip of the fruit tea. It tasted fresh and fragrant, really good. For a moment he didn't know how to start talking. He felt an inexplicable sadness in his heart.

Is this the power of blood?

"Are you okay? Have you been to your grandparents?"

"Thanks to your master, otherwise Dad would have died long ago. Dashun, you are the only one Dad has now, you can't abandon Dad."

Ping An lowered his eyes and said nothing.

He didn't want to and couldn't bear to hurt this man, although the consequence was inevitable.

"Dashun, Dad didn't mean to stay away from home. I injured my head and it was a month later that I was able to get out of bed. I can't remember anything. I only really remembered the past a few days ago.

If it weren't for this, I wouldn't have lost your mother. She's a good woman. If she's willing to let go, I'm still willing to take her back. After all, she's your biological mother and she's done my filial duty for me."