The collapsed cowshed was no place for conversation. Now, the group had returned to the Ye family's house and sat down in the courtyard.
The brothers Hong Jiaxin and Hong Jiaqing listened attentively as Ye Wanying recounted the events of the time when Old Master Hong was alive.
"So, Yingying, you're still my father's student?" Hong Jiaxin asked.
Upon hearing this, Ye Wanying nodded:
"Yes, although there was no formal apprenticeship ceremony, my teacher did teach me a lot of knowledge when he was alive. Of course, I wasn't the only student of my teacher; there were many students in this village who were his students."
Back then, Grandpa Hong was very generous in teaching the village children, which is why their lives improved a little afterward. After all, when their own children were learning from him, the villagers didn't bully those who had been sent down to the countryside like they did in other villages.
Every now and then, they would bring the old man some cold steamed buns and cold dishes. You know, back then, having cold steamed buns and cold dishes to eat was a luxury.
Hong Jiaxin and Hong Jiaqing clearly know their own father well:
“My father originally came from the family of a Grand Secretary, and later went abroad to study. I never expected that things would turn out like this... But it can be considered that my father's own wish has been fulfilled. He always wanted to be a teacher.”
"The teacher is amazing!"
The two brothers absolutely agreed with this statement:
"That's right. If the Qing Dynasty hadn't fallen, my father would have been the teacher of the next emperor."
What kind of person is an Imperial Tutor?
How could it not be amazing?
No wonder, the gifts that Grandma Tan casually pulled out from under the bed to give to her son were all royal tributes.
That makes sense.
"Yingying, why did my father leave here back then?"
Ye Wanying was also quite puzzled by this question. After all, if Grandpa Hong had stayed in Ye Family Village, he could have weathered the storm in less than two years, and better days would have come.
"I don't know either. The teacher left in a hurry and didn't tell us. But you can ask the old village chief. He might know something."
When Grandpa Hong was leaving, he didn't tell the villagers, but he must have told the village chief at the time. Otherwise, how could he have left?
Hearing Ye Wanying's words, Hong Jiaxin and Hong Jiaqing exchanged a glance:
"Where does the old village chief live?"
Having finally received news of their father, how could the two brothers remain calm? They couldn't wait to fly to the old village chief's house.
"It's right at the entrance of the village, the second house there."
The two brothers, having obtained the exact address, stood up:
"Yingying, thank you so much for telling us all this. I made it in time this time and didn't bring much. This is my business card. If you come to the province again, just give me my name anywhere."
The gold-edged business card in Hong Jiaxin's hand was handed to Ye Wanying with great solemnity. She glanced at it and was so surprised that her hand almost trembled.
Hong Jiaxin, General Manager of Provincial Air Cargo!
Hiss~
Shangsheng Air Cargo is just its current name, which may not be familiar to everyone. However, the names Shangsheng Airlines Co., Ltd. and Shangsheng Hongqiao International Airport, which were later renamed, are absolutely household names.
Hiss~
I gasped again.
I never expected that Old Master Hong's son would have such a powerful background.
At this moment, Hong Jiaqing also handed over his business card:
"Yingying, this is my business card. Don't hesitate to contact me if you need anything."
I took a deep breath before accepting it.
Hong Jiaqing, Vice President of Shangsheng Dihua Enterprise.
Well, this is another person with a powerful background. Fortunately, after the huge shock I experienced at Hong Jiaxin's place, I'm much calmer now.
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