Chapter 647 The Strong Master
After Erya returned, she did not mention this matter.
But after a while, Yun Ting sent someone to urge him, saying that he was drunk and wanted to go back home first.
Lu Qiniang had wanted to leave for a long time, so she found this excuse to say goodbye quickly.
On the way home, she asked Erya why Yun Ting sent someone to look for her.
Because Yun Ting is no longer the naive person he was when he was a child.
Since he is looking for Erya, there must be something wrong.
"It's not a big deal." Erya gave a brief account of He Si's affairs in a few words.
Lu Qiniang scolded Madam He for being annoying.
"They are just the same things. They didn't come out of her belly, so she doesn't feel sad." Erya said.
Therefore, talents like her mother are extremely valuable.
"Yun Ting handled it very well." Daya smiled. "If this matter gets to Second Sister's ears in the future, it will definitely change things."
A Yunting like this makes people feel at ease.
"They've grown up, all grown up." Lu Qiniang said with relief.
Si Ya listened to her mother and sister talking, blinking her big eyes, and it was unknown how much she understood.
"What I admire most is the way my second sister handled the situation."
"Sister, don't force your praise. I'm just in a good mood today. I'm not some clay Buddha."
It feels good to do good things.
"Where is my father?" Erya was lifting the curtain to look outside, but she only saw Yun Ting and Jiang Xuan riding horses, but no sign of Xiao Yan.
"Let's go and see our master off. He drank a little too much today." Daya chuckled.
Feng Zhenting has quit drinking for more than ten years.
But I was really happy today, so I broke the rules.
"Then why didn't you bring your brother-in-law?" Erya was mean-spirited and thought that Xiao Yan should go by himself, in case something happened.
"Dad wants to talk to my master alone and persuade him to go to Beijing." Daya has always understood Xiao Yan's thoughts.
Erya didn't say anything else.
They couldn't delay in Luoyang any longer and had to leave as soon as possible.
At the same time, Feng Qingfeng served sobering tea to Feng Zhenting and Xiao Yan.
"Qingfeng, go pack your things. Your senior brother and I have something to talk about." Feng Zhenting waved his hand.
Feng Qingfeng nodded and stepped back, helping the two of them close the door.
"Ayan, I'm not drunk today. But I have to be a little drunk to have the nerve to talk to you." Feng Zhenting's face flushed, but his eyes were clear.
"Master, you are too kind."
"I don't want to cause you any trouble, but after thinking it over, I still have to bring Qingfeng and trouble you two."
Xiao Yan knew that saying these words had exhausted all the strength of this old man who had been strong all his life.
Xiao Yan only said one sentence.
"Master, I am also the father of four daughters."
He understands.
He can be proud and never bow his head.
But for the sake of his children's future, he can also humble himself and make comprehensive arrangements.
Feng Zhenting burst into tears.
He was reluctant to leave.
He wanted to be with his wife.
But Lu Qiniang was right.
After all, living people are more important.
"Master, we will set off the day after tomorrow. Tomorrow I will accompany you to pay homage to Master's wife."
"good."
Feng Zhenting's throat was choked with sobs, and he could not say any more.
Asking Xiao Yan for help had already exhausted all his dignity.
"Let Junior Sister stay with Qi Niang in the future. She can travel around and gain some experience. If there is a suitable opportunity, she can find a job. I can rest assured if she can accompany Qi Niang and protect her."
"When I return to Beijing, I won't be idle either. If you help me raise my children, I won't have to worry about anything else."
After the two of them made the decision, Xiao Yan did not stay long.
Feng Zhenting sat in the chair, looking around at everything familiar, his eyes moist.
Every table, chair, blade of grass, and tree here carries the scent of his deceased wife.
But Caner, I am going to the capital with Qingfeng now.
When Qingfeng bolted the door and came back, he saw his old father's sad look, and his heart felt bitter.
"When we get to the capital," Feng Zhenting said in a low voice, forcing himself to cheer himself up, "don't cause trouble for your brother. Do more work and talk less. It's common for wealthy families to flatter the powerful and bully the weak. We're relying on our relatives and friends, so we're bound to suffer some grievances..."
"Dad," Qingfeng's heart clenched, and he spoke with difficulty, "How about... just forget it?"
"What do you mean by let it go? Why let it go? Could it be that this little bit of grievance can scare you away?" Feng Zhenting's voice suddenly rose.
"My daughter is not afraid of being wronged," Qingfeng knelt down in front of her father, resting her forehead on his legs, her voice trembling, "My daughter is afraid that her father will be sad..."
After years of dependence on each other, she only now truly understood the difficulties and sacrifices her father had to make in asking for help.
She is too selfish.
"Dad, let's just stay here and live like before."
Dad has been strong all his life, but he spoke to his senior brother for her.
"Let's go to Beijing. We have to go to Beijing." Feng Zhenting stroked her head. "This opportunity is rare. You have been strong since you were young. Dad believes in you. You will definitely make it."
By then, he will be completely relieved.
"Even if it doesn't work, I can rest assured with your senior brother and sister-in-law taking care of me."
Now, he doesn't even dare to die, for fear of leaving his daughter alone.
He understood Xiao Yan's character, he was a man who valued friendship and loyalty.
"Qingfeng, we should avoid causing trouble for your senior brother; but with him around, you won't suffer any serious injustice."
"I'll listen to Dad." Qingfeng murmured.
It turns out that growing up means that no matter which path you choose, it will be so difficult.
It was already late at night when Xiao Yan returned to the inn.
He subconsciously glanced towards his daughters' rooms.
On the window lattice of Daya House, her thin silhouette was reflected as she bent over the desk and wrote.
Jiang Xuan stood quietly behind her, leaning forward slightly, as if watching her write.
Xiao Yan felt distressed when he saw this.
——Daya is really working too hard.
He had already scolded Jiang Xuan and asked him to persuade her more, but it seemed that Jiang Xuan was useless.
Lu Qiniang will have to persuade her more.
Xiao Yan silently took note of this matter.
At Erya's door, a waiter from the inn was knocking on the door to deliver water, and Erya seemed to be giving him a reward.
This was a normal thing, but when the door swayed, Xiao Yan keenly caught a glimpse of a glaring green corner of clothing from inside the door.
——What Yun Ting was wearing today was a green round-necked robe.
In the middle of the night, instead of going back to his own room to sleep, he went to Erya's room?
This kid, as he gets older, becomes even more clueless?!
A nameless anger suddenly rose in Xiao Yan's chest, and he immediately frowned and climbed the stairs.
Erya twisted a handkerchief and handed it to Yun Ting, "Alright, stop nagging. I know you are innocent. It's all He Si's fault."
Yun Ting lazily leaned on the couch, took the handkerchief and wiped his face carelessly, then said with a playful smile: "It's okay as long as you don't get angry with me. I'm just afraid that you will be unhappy."
Erya was too lazy to argue with him and just urged him, "Go back to your room and rest quickly."
"Let's talk for a while and then I'll leave. I'm drunk and feeling very uncomfortable." Yun Ting refused to move.
Arya yawned sleepily.
"Zhuozhuo," Yun Ting suddenly leaned closer and lowered his voice, "Let me ask you something. For example, if—"
Xiao Yan was standing quietly outside the door at this moment, and heard the word "if" clearly.
His jawline suddenly tensed—this kid really didn't have any good tricks up his sleeve.
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