"Comrade Fu Xiangbei, you came so early, don't you have to go to school?" Gu Lingguo asked.
Fu Xiangbei looked at him and said slowly, "Today is Sunday, no school."
"So that's how it is. Then you go sit in the hall and wait for a while." Gu Lingguo pointed to the sofa in the hall.
"Okay, thank you, big brother." Fu Xiangbei nodded gently, very reserved.
Gu Lingguo said, "My last name is Gu, Gu Lingguo, and I'm Comrade Zhong Yuxiu's bodyguard."
"Okay, Brother Gu."
Gu Lingguo nodded, went back to the kitchen to wash his face, and started helping to knead the dough.
Fu Xiangbei looked around and decided to sit down on the sofa in the living room. He was a little bored being alone, and he couldn't touch anything belonging to the Zhong family. Even if he saw a book on the coffee table, he couldn't open it and read it.
Yan Guofeng opened the door and walked out of the room, and saw a young boy sitting on the sofa; his body was straight and motionless. Looking at his back and the degree of stiffness, it was certain that he was nervous.
"Fu Xiaowu."
"Ah?" Fu Xiangbei stood up suddenly, looked back, and was obviously relieved. "Good morning, Grandpa Yan, you're up."
Yan Guofeng nodded slightly, "You came so early, don't you have to go to school?"
Fu Xiangbei: Twice.
"Grandpa Yan, today is Sunday, no school."
Yan Guofeng said in a daze, "Really? I forgot the date. Now that you're here, let's have breakfast together. You can also try our food. I guarantee you'll want more."
"Okay, thank you Grandpa Yan." After Fu Xiaowu said this, he couldn't find a topic to talk to the old man.
Yan Guofeng had no intention of continuing the conversation, so he went to the bathroom to wash up first. When he came out, he felt refreshed. He sat on the sofa, and Gu Lingguo brought him some juice and snacks.
"Mr. Yan, you're up now. It's a good time to eat something to fill your stomach." Gu Lingguo put down the tray, gave it to Fu Xiaowu first, and then went back to the kitchen to bring out another plate; the portion was the same, and the food was the same.
Yan Guofeng picked up the juice cup and took a sip. A cup of hot juice in the morning was a real treat. He looked up and saw Fu Xiaowu staring at him without touching the food on the coffee table, so he greeted him.
"Fu Xiaowu, eat! What are you looking at? You can't eat it. Our family's pastries are made by a chef. In the future, just tell us what you want to eat here. The chef hired by your brother Yan is very skilled and can make a lot of dishes and snacks."
Fu Xiangbei nodded, not taking it to heart, and reached out to imitate Grandpa Yan and drink the juice first and then eat the snacks; he took a bite, and the sour and sweet taste was particularly appetizing. Then he ate some salty and sweet snacks, and the taste was so delicious that he couldn't help but reveal an expression of enjoyment on his face.
Yan Guofeng chuckled. This kid is still too young and can't hide his emotions.
"Fu Xiaowu, do you like sweet or salty snacks?"
"They're all delicious." Fu Xiangbei answered honestly, "Grandpa Yan, your family makes cakes, so why do you make both savory and sweet ones? The ones sold outside are all sweet, I've never seen any savory ones."
"That's because you are young and have limited knowledge."
After hearing this, Fu Xiangbei was not convinced, "Grandpa Yan, what right do you have to say that I am short-sighted?"
"Then how much experience do you have?" This question stumped Fu Xiangbei. Yan Guofeng didn't intend to embarrass him. He just smiled and said, "How old are you? How dare you say that you have a lot of experience? How many places have you visited, how many people have you met, how many storms have you experienced, and how many years have you walked through? Knowledge is not determined by how much you read, but by how much you have experienced."
Fu Xiangbei lowered his head and thought seriously, "So, Grandpa Yan, I'm still young, with too little experience and knowledge. As long as I grow up, I will have more knowledge, right?"
Yan Guofeng:......
How should he respond to this?
Who can guarantee that you will have more experience when you grow up?
However, facing Fu Xiangbei, he couldn't be timid.
"Yes, as long as you study hard and go out more often, you will naturally gain more knowledge."
"I understand, Grandpa Yan, I'll listen to you." Fu Xiangbei began to reflect, wondering if he was too arrogant in the past, thinking he was smart and couldn't see through people with lower IQs than him; in fact, he was already trapped in a cage, and now that he stood up and looked at it again, he did have many shortcomings in the past, and he still boasted about his abilities.
Grandpa Yan made snacks specifically for him?
"Grandpa Yan, thank you." Sincere thanks.
Yan Guofeng nodded in satisfaction. This child was indeed smart, quick to grasp things. From a piece of pastry, he had glimpsed life and quickly recognized his own shortcomings. From this perspective, the eldest grandson's wife had good judgment. Previously, she had thought Fu Xiaowu was just smart and conceited, a little too arrogant.
After Fu Xiangbei figured it out, he looked at Yan Guofeng with a look of gratitude and awkwardness.
"Grandpa Yan, what time do my nephews usually get up?"
Yan Guofeng was quite surprised that Fu Xiangbei had adapted so well that he even called him his nephew so quickly. It had to be said that a smart person could always carve out a good path for himself no matter what the environment.
"They usually wake up around seven or eight."
Fu Xiangbei nodded, lowered his eyes and continued to eat the cakes; the Yan family's cakes were delicious, better than the ones at home, and you couldn't get this taste from the ones sold outside.
After waiting for over half an hour, Wang Daya and Gong Zhaodi estimated the time and went to the children's room. After they entered, Yan Guofeng said, "They should be awake by now. Wait a moment, Comrade Wang and Comrade Gong will dress them and wash them."
"It's okay, I'll wait." Fu Xiangbei glanced at the open door inadvertently.
Yan Guofeng didn't point it out, but simply went to get a newspaper delivered this morning to read; Fu Xiangbei ate while waiting, and after a long time, Wang Daya came out holding a child. She took the child to wash and then sent him to Yan Guofeng.
"Mr. Yan, please keep an eye on me. I'll go take Li Zhenliji to wash his face."
"Okay." Yan Guofeng finally put down the newspaper and placed Liming on his lap. "Liming, are you hungry?"
Li Ming touched his belly and nodded seriously, "I'm hungry, Grandpa, let's eat."
"We have to wait a while. The brothers haven't come yet. We can't eat until they come." Yan Guofeng didn't indulge him. According to his previous temper, he would have agreed immediately. But now, in order to ensure that the education direction of his great-grandchildren did not deviate, he followed the guidelines of his eldest grandson's wife.
Small problems are okay, but the general direction cannot be wrong.
Yan Guofeng was also worried that he wouldn't be able to teach them well enough, as the next generation of the Yan family depended on them. Yan Rushan didn't even have a girlfriend yet, let alone get married and have children. He didn't place his hopes on him, but only hoped that he could have a granddaughter in the future. As for the rest, he still counted on the three children from his eldest grandson's family.
Fu Xiangbei put down the tray and looked at the little fat baby on Yan Guofeng's legs; the face and hands were really chubby, the flesh on the face tended to sag, and the pair of little hands were so chubby that you could see the dimples.
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