"Wushan, come in!"

Feng Hushan helplessly called his guards in.

"Old General, what are your instructions?"

Guard Wushan came in and asked.

"Look, this is the news that Yangjing TV just broadcast. Go to Yangjing Province tomorrow and bring back a copy of the content!"

Feng Hushan pointed at the TV screen and said.

His action was just to temporarily appease his wife Meng Weizhi.

"General, there's no need for that! Wait until the news is over and we can watch it again, right?"

Wushan looked at Fenghushan and said a little uneasily; because he didn't know whether it was right to do this!

"Oh, you can watch shows like this now?"

Feng Hushan said curiously.

"Yes, General, it wasn't possible before, but now you can watch it back. The TV station did this for some people who don't have time to watch the live broadcast, so they can watch it back when they have time!"

Wu Shan replied.

"Oh! That's great. Anyway, the news broadcast is not long and it will be over soon.

You stay here, and after the news broadcast is over, you can do it so I can take a look!"

Anyway, it’s not too troublesome, Feng Hushan can only satisfy his wife.

The news broadcast time was over very quickly. Not to mention his wife Meng Weizhi, even Feng Hushan was looking forward to it.

For those who have lived together for a generation, it is said that there is a young man who looks like him. This is beyond doubt. As to whether he is his grandson, that is another matter.

After all, there are many people who look alike.

Wushan is a young man after all, so using the complicated remote control is not a problem for him.

He quickly turned on the program that had just been broadcast on Yangjing TV.

The incident involving Feng and Xing was an important news item in Yangjing, so the report was placed second in front.

When the report showed Feng Yuxing's face, Meng Weizhi shouted, pointing at the TV screen, "That's it! My grandson!"

"Wushan, stop!" Feng Hushan said angrily, "Let me take a look. Don't shout nonsense. We haven't investigated or verified anything yet!"

"Master Feng, is this the person you are talking about?"

Wushan pointed at Feng and Xing on the screen.

Feng Hushan looked at Wushan, only to see that Wushan was frowning, his eyes fixed on the TV screen, with an indescribable expression on his face.

The look on his face was as if he had met an old friend after a long absence, but it was also mixed with a bit of surprise and confusion.

Feng Hushan thought to himself: Could it be that Wushan really knows the person on the TV screen?

He replied to Wushan, "Yes! Do you know him?"

"I know him. I've fought him before!"

Wu Shan replied.

"Have you fought? Tell me about his situation!"

Feng Hushan blurted out.

"This person's name is Feng Yuxing..."

Wushan was interrupted by Fenghushan just as he began to speak.

"Is his last name also Feng? Tell me in detail." Feng Hushan began to take an interest.

"I fought him in Yuanxi. At that time, he was the mayor of Zhouxi. He was considered the youngest provincial-level official in our country. He was probably in his early thirties and very skilled!

He is from Yinhai and used to be a top fighter pilot. For some unknown reason, he transferred to the local area.

Currently, he is the senior cadre who is causing the most headaches for his superiors. His management style is:

The welfare of the common people is the end of his universe;

Within his jurisdiction, anyone or anything that breaks the law is the end of the universe for them."

"When did you go to Yuanxi and fight him again?"

Feng Hushan stared at Wushan and asked sternly.

"Oh! I went with the legendary young master..." Wushan said embarrassedly.

"It's that brat Feng Chuanqi again. Why are you fooling around with him without using your brain? You are absolutely not allowed to do anything for him from now on!"

Feng Hushan said angrily.

"Master Feng, no, it won't happen again. Last time he asked me to be his bodyguard, but this time..."

Wu Shan answered Feng Hushan cautiously.

He was very uneasy, especially when the old woman Meng Weizhi shouted:

"It's my grandson!"

It made him shudder with fear. If this Feng Yuxing was really Feng Hushan’s grandson, that would be a big deal.

The war years have only been over for a few decades, and many of the older generation of revolutionary predecessors had their children fostered in the homes of fellow villagers during the war. It is not impossible that Feng Yuxing is Feng Hushan's grandson.

"A brat who stinks of money deserves the protection of the guards, but this brat has rebelled!" Feng Hushan said angrily, "This matter is over, forget it, and it won't happen again!"

He continued to ask Wushan, "You fought with him, how was the battle?"

"I'm no match for him. Even though it was only one move, I can feel it!"

Wushan tells the truth.

After Feng Hushan heard Wu Shan's words, his expression seemed quite happy. "It seems that he is really my grandson. He has the same style as I did back then!"

He had not yet confirmed whether Feng Yuxing was his grandson, and he was feeling very happy.

He looked at Wushan and said, "I have something to tell you, but it must be kept secret!"

"Please give instructions! I will ensure the mission is completed."

Wu Shan replied loudly.

"Tomorrow, go to Yinhai to investigate his parents..."

Fenghushan gave Wushan an explanation.

. . . . . .

After Wushan left, Fenghushan watched the news on Yangjing TV over and over again.

"What a mess! What are these people from the Yangjing Provincial Party Committee doing?"

Feng Hushan cursed as he watched.

"Hushan, you have to step in here. They are bullying our grandson!"

Meng Weizhi was sad.

He looked at Feng Yuxing on the TV screen and was certain that Feng Yuxing was his grandson, because he looked so much like Feng Hushan when he was young.

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