The birthday banquet began, and the host cueed several processes, mainly the birthday celebration segment.

As the one who interacts most frequently with Mr. Feng, Mr. Xing is the well-deserved representative of both old friends and old classmates.

Elder Xing took the microphone and spoke after a while: "At this age, it's pointless to say polite words. The most sincere blessing is good health and longevity! I hope we can get together again next year to celebrate your birthday, without missing a single person!"

After he finished speaking, everyone applauded enthusiastically, and some sentimental old ladies even had tears in their eyes.

Not one less, it is indeed the best wish.

Mr. Feng's eyes were a little red, and his expression was quite emotional. He nodded repeatedly but did not really agree.

Wen Qi saw this and sighed, thinking that his grandfather had indeed noticed it.

Then Feng Xiao and Yang Yang represented the younger generation to celebrate the birthday.

Feng Xiao knew nothing and was just smiling foolishly. He went up to the party and said a lot of funny things, which easily broke the somewhat sad atmosphere and the venue was filled with laughter.

In the end, it was Yangyang who was responsible for wishing a happy new year. He said a few auspicious words and walked directly to Mr. Feng and kowtowed to him.

The old man was so fond of Yang Yang that he picked him up.

Wen Qi was startled and subconsciously raised his hand to support him. Fortunately, the old man only staggered a little and stood firm. He hugged Yangyang and kissed him several times before putting him down.

The little suit that Yangyang was wearing today became wrinkled instantly after being rubbed by his great-grandfather, and the little prince became sloppy in an instant.

Seeing this, everyone laughed good-naturedly again.

Finally, Mr. Feng took the microphone and first thanked the guests in a very official manner. Then he suddenly said, "I would like to take this opportunity to announce something about the inheritance of my estate after my death."

Hearing this, everyone fell silent.

Feng Ce and Feng Xiao both frowned, and Wen Qi spoke directly, "Grandpa, let's not talk about this on such a happy day."

Zhang Zhenyan felt that the atmosphere was not right, and looked at Feng Xiao in a panic. The latter was also puzzled. Why did he suddenly talk about the will? Old Master Feng shook his head slightly and continued, "We still have four older children and one younger child. Although I can't be absolutely fair, I also want to try my best to prevent you from having any dirty thoughts because of the inheritance. I decided to divide the shares under my name equally among the four older children."

Old Master Feng looked at Yang Yang and said with a smile, "As for this little one, can I leave all of my great grandfather's real estate and savings to you?"

Yangyang was very smart and knelt down and kowtowed again.

Feng Xiao and Zhang Zhenyan were both at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

Old Master Feng laughed happily, "Good baby! Get up quickly!"

Feng Xiao picked up Yang Yang, and the child was already covered with grass debris. Well, I have to change my clothes before the banquet.

"Okay, that's all I have to say." Mr. Feng smiled and said, "I hope everyone can have fun and enjoy their meals today."

The Feng family members who came to attend the birthday banquet looked at each other in bewilderment. Their branches could not get a cent? This was too heartless! Some people could not help themselves and went directly to the main table where the old man was sitting. Under the pretext of toasting, they asked indirectly whether they had a share of the old man's inheritance.

The expressions of everyone present turned cold.

The old man is having a birthday party, and it would be fine if he just made his own will, but there are actually people who are so confused that they come and ask questions. Are they hoping that the old man will die?

Wen Qi waved his hand and called the security, pointed at the man and said coldly: "Throw him out."

The man was stunned for a moment, and was rudely pulled by the security guard, and the wine spilled all over him. His face flushed and he said, "Wen Qi, what are you doing? According to seniority, you should call me Sixth Uncle! How can you treat your elders like this?! It's so rude!"

Feng Ce's eyes turned cold, and he said in a deep voice: "Shut his mouth."

The security guard, who was nearly two meters tall, covered his mouth with a palm-sized fan, and most of his face disappeared. The effect was immediate.

Seeing this, the other members of the Feng family who were ready to make a move all gave up unwillingly. It would be too embarrassing to be kicked out in such an occasion. Anyway, judging from the condition of Old Man Feng, the will would not be of use for a while and there would be opportunities in the future.

After dinner, Grandpa Feng took a group of old friends to the garden for a sit. Also accompanying them were Xiao Ba and Yang Yang. The bird and the cub were like two funny guys, making the grandparents around them laugh so hard that they couldn't stop.

The pleasant afternoon passed quickly.

In the evening, everyone had another meal together. When everyone got in the car to go home, Mr. Feng's expression revealed a bit of fatigue.

Wen Qi stepped forward to support the old man and said softly, "Grandpa, you've been tired all day, go back and rest."

Old Master Feng shook his head and said, "Call Feng Ce and ask him to come to my study to find me." After that, he walked slowly to the elevator with his crutches without Wen Qi's support.

It's only been such a short time, how could a person change so much?

Wen Qi called Feng Ce to go to the study together. When they entered, old man Feng was sitting on a rattan chair with his eyes closed.

Neither of them spoke and they walked lightly, but as soon as they walked in, the old man opened his eyes.

"Sit down." Mr. Feng smiled faintly, "No big deal, just chat."

Wen Qi and Feng Ce sat down on the mahogany sofa opposite the old man. The former smiled and said, "Grandpa has been chatting with old friends for a whole day. Haven't you had enough?"

Feng Ce also said: "You have to do things within your ability when you are old. You should go and rest now. Is there anything that can't be discussed tomorrow?"

Mr. Feng sighed, "This is why I wanted to talk to you. I want to know how many days I have left."

Wen Qi and Feng Ce were both silent.

Seeing this, Mr. Feng sighed, "It is true. I was wondering why you suddenly wanted to hold a birthday party, and in advance..." At this point, Mr. Feng said sharply, "Will it be around my birthday?" He frowned, "Then there are only a few days left."

But on second thought, he had already done what he needed to do, and more time seemed to be of no use.

"I didn't have the blessing of a son in my life, but fortunately I have two promising grandsons and two filial granddaughters-in-law." Grandpa Feng smiled with satisfaction, "That's good."

Wen Qi was in mixed emotions, "Grandpa..." But after calling out, she still didn't know what to say. For the first time, she felt that she was tongue-tied and couldn't even comfort others.

Feng Ce usually doesn't talk much, and at this moment he couldn't say anything, so he could only say: "I won't let you suffer."

In the next few days, Feng Ce and Wen Qi stayed at home with the old man. Feng Xiao and Zhang Zhenyan also noticed it and spent more time at home.

Until the day the old man passed away.

Feng Ce was cooking in the kitchen and Wen Qi was helping. Suddenly, a negative energy approached. They looked back and saw the old man's ghost. They were speechless for a moment.

Old Master Feng smiled and said, "Just now, when my soul suddenly left my body and saw my own corpse, I was shocked. Then I took two steps. This soul is indeed light and agile."

Wen Qi took a deep breath and laughed, "Grandpa looks a lot younger."

Old Master Feng patted his arm and said, "Yeah, I think so too! I'll go say goodbye to Yang Yang and leave later. You guys can handle the memorial service. I won't stay to watch."

Feng Ce sighed and said, "Okay, I'll take Grandpa there then."

Old Master Feng waved his hand and said, "No need to send me off. There is nothing for me to send off when I go to the underworld. There will naturally be underworld officials to pick me up when the time comes." He turned around, took a step forward and disappeared, going straight to Yangyang's room on the second floor.

Zhang Zhenyan was reading a book with Yangyang when she suddenly felt a strange yin energy approaching. She shouted nervously, "Little ghost!"

The little ghost suddenly appeared and found the figure of Grandpa Feng as soon as he landed. He was slightly stunned and called out with a complicated expression: "Grandpa."

Mr. Feng had always heard the little ghost's name before, but this was the first time he actually saw him. He was very happy to be called great grandfather. "Oh, you look quite cute. No wonder Yangyang likes you so much."

The kid pursed his lips a little shyly.

Zhang Zhenyan, who was standing by, had tears in her eyes and choked up, "Grandpa, why are you..."

Old Master Feng waved his hands, "It's only a matter of time. Don't cry. This life is over, but there is still the next life. Life is a cycle, isn't it?"

Zhang Zhenyan wiped his eyes and called Yangyang over, "Go ahead and talk to Grandpa."

Yangyang was too young and confused. He couldn't quite tell the difference between ghosts and humans. He had no idea why his mother was crying, nor did he understand what happened to his great-grandfather. He just acted as if it was the same as before and staggered towards his great-grandfather, wanting to play with him.

Grandpa Feng held Yangyang in his arms, feeling reluctant to leave. "Let's go! Grandpa will take you to have fun today!" Make up for all the things that you couldn't play before and didn't have the energy to play! Before the fun was over, Feng Xiao rushed back home after receiving the news. He had something to do today and had to go out. How could... Feng Xiao's eyes were red, and he asked Wen Qi to help him open his Yin-Yang eyes so that he could see his grandfather for the last time.

As night fell, Yangyang fell asleep. Old Master Feng smiled and waved to the four people, and was about to leave, but when he looked around, there was no sign of Yin Yang.

Old Master Feng frowned slightly and guessed, "Is he afraid of Xiaoqi and doesn't dare to come?"

Wen Qi didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "How can I be so intimidating, Grandpa, let Feng Ce take you there."

When he heard this for the second time, Grandpa Feng had a hunch that something was wrong, but he really couldn't guess it, so he could only look at his most satisfied grandson, "How are you sending me off?"

Feng Ce took a step forward and left his soul in full view of everyone.