Chapter 258 Two-Five-Eight-in-One
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In the end, Mu Shaowu decided to let Ye Qingxi go.
Firstly, it's been ten days since Grandpa Feng added Ye Qingxi on WeChat. If he wanted to let something slip, he could have said it long ago. But he just keeps clocking in and delivering meals, as if he were Ye Qingxi's loyal kitchen staff.
At other times, Ye Qingxi doesn't chat with him, and he doesn't bother Ye Qingxi either.
Secondly, he had already made arrangements with Feng Que.
“If your grandfather accidentally lets it slip, we’ll immediately end the fake boyfriend relationship. I’ll tell Xiaoxi that I was just acting with you before, and now that the movie is over, it’s finished, and it’s just like my regular work.”
In this way, Ye Qingxi didn't see him pretending to be Feng Que's boyfriend before, and she won't see it later either.
As long as he doesn't see it and tells her it's just like work, Ye Qingxi shouldn't feel anything is wrong.
She wouldn't develop any extra feelings for Feng Que.
“Okay,” Feng Que replied.
"But don't worry, I won't take advantage of you. If your grandfather lets it slip, we'll end our fake boyfriend relationship, and I won't ask for the two movies you promised me. I'll just settle those three favors," Mu Shaowu said.
He's not an unreasonable person. So far, he's only been pretending to be a boyfriend for a little over a month, which is far from the year they agreed on. Since he's lost their time, he should naturally lose some benefits as well.
“How can that be?” Feng Que felt this was inappropriate. “We agreed on three favors plus two movies. Now, if we suddenly remove two movies, wouldn’t that make me seem dishonest?”
"Three favors and two movies in less than a year?"
“I didn’t think things through regarding my grandfather,” Feng Que apologized. “I only thought that my parents were far away on the other side of the ocean and rarely saw you and Xiao Xi, so they would be easy to fool. I didn’t expect them to tell my grandfather, and since my grandfather happened to be here, it gave him and Xiao Xi the opportunity to have frequent contact.”
“The main responsibility for this matter lies with me, so if it’s because he let it slip that you had to terminate the fake boyfriend agreement with me, then naturally I should bear full responsibility.”
"It's not that bad," Mu Shaowu said.
Grandpa Feng is already seventy-eight, and in two more years he will be eighty. Once you're over eighty, every day that passes is one less day you have left.
Now that he's heard he might have a great-grandson, anyone who's Grandpa Feng would be curious and want to get closer to see him, and ideally, have a meal with him.
—Unless he doesn't love Feng Que.
As long as he loves Feng Que, he will want to have as much interaction as possible with his future son, Feng Que, before the end of his life.
Otherwise, what if he lies in bed tonight but doesn't wake up the next day?
Mu Shaowu could understand.
Moreover, besides delivering meals to Ye Qingxi, Old Master Feng did nothing else.
The food delivery was preceded by his previous requests to borrow the toilet and water.
Even now, Ye Qingxi only feels that Grandpa Feng is repaying a small favor he did, and doesn't think much of it.
In this respect, the old man was quite thorough in his work.
"Then one will do," Mu Shaowu said. "I'd feel bad if I did more."
Phoenix Palace: ? ? ?
"You feel embarrassed too?"
"What do you mean?" Mu Shaowu asked, dissatisfied.
"When you were haggling with me back then, you seemed pretty shameless."
“That’s what I earned through my labor, it’s what I deserve, of course I’m not ashamed to accept it,” Mu Shaowu said matter-of-factly.
Feng Que smiled and thought he was quite cute.
“Now you deserve it, and you can be shameless,” he said softly.
Mu Shaowu: ...
"Alright," Mu Shaowu thought. Since Feng Que was so eager to give it to him, he might as well take it.
Anyway, he'll act well. As long as Feng Que dares to let him act, he'll dare to act.
"Then I'll head back," Mu Shaowu said. "Xiao Xi is still waiting for my reply."
Your grandfather is still waiting for Xiaoxi's reply.
"Okay." Feng Que opened the car door for him.
Mu Shaowu then left Feng Que's nanny van and walked towards his own.
He got into the van and saw Ye Qingxi playing on her tablet.
Mu Shaowu leaned closer and discovered it was another matching game.
His son really loves this game.
"Dad, have you finished talking with Uncle Feng?" Ye Qingxi looked up at him.
“That’s all,” Mu Shaowu said. “Your Uncle Feng said that his grandfather is probably the only one in their family right now, so you can go if you want.”
"Then I'll go and reply to Great-Grandpa Feng."
"Mm." Mu Shaowu nodded.
Now that he has both a brilliant plan in place and a way out, he has double protection and is naturally fearless.
Besides, the chef at Grandpa Feng's house is indeed very good at cooking. His son is at the age where he is growing, so he should eat more good food!
Ye Qingxi then turned on her phone watch and replied to Grandpa Feng: "Great-Grandpa, my dad is done with his work. I told him, and he said I can go."
Upon hearing this, Grandpa Feng exclaimed with delight, "Great! I'll have Xiao Zhuo pick you up tomorrow!"
Ye Qingxi took a picture of her announcement form for him.
I probably won't have time until after six o'clock.
Grandpa Feng frowned. How could such a young child have such a full schedule of work? How tiring must that be?
But Feng Que also told him about Ye Qingxi's special circumstances, saying that he could only film during winter break, and after the winter break, he would have to go back to school.
As a parent, Mr. Feng naturally felt that education should not be neglected no matter how poor we are, and reading should not be delayed no matter how busy we are.
So he could only watch his great-grandson busy every day.
So we need to eat better! Old Master Feng thought to himself, otherwise how can we keep up with the nutrition?
Grandpa Feng immediately instructed the housekeeper to make arrangements, ensuring that the kitchen would prepare a lavish feast tomorrow, with balanced nutrition, dishes suitable for children's tastes, and a variety of flavors and cuisines.
Butler: ? ? ?
Who are you hosting a banquet for tomorrow?
So grand!
Butler: [Yes, sir. No problem, sir.]
The next afternoon, Ye Qingxi had just finished a day of filming when Xiao Zhuo arrived.
"Dad, do you want to come with us? Great-Grandpa Feng said we can go together if you want to," Ye Qingxi whispered in Mu Shaowu's ear.
Mu Shaowu shook his head; he decided to forget about it.
"Go by yourself, eat more." Mu Shaowu pinched his little face. "Dad has a performance tonight, so I won't go with you."
"Goodbye, Daddy," Ye Qingxi said obediently.
"goodbye."
Mu Shaowu saw him off into Old Master Feng's car.
As Ye Qingxi sat in the car, she heard the driver say, "Xiaoxi, there are yogurt, drinks, snacks, and other treats in the box next to you. See if there's anything you like."
Ye Qingxi: ...So lavish?
Ye Qingxi opened it and saw that, sure enough, the box was full of food.
He took out a bag of preserved plums and thanked the driver, saying, "Thank you, Uncle."
"Don't be shy, these were all prepared by the old man. He said it's fine as long as you like them."
After Xiao Zhu finished speaking, he explained, "The old man originally wanted to come and pick you up in person, but he received an urgent call just before he was leaving. He didn't want you to wait, so he sent me alone."
"It's nothing," Ye Qingxi said, completely unconcerned.
"Xiao Xi, you don't know, but since the old man met you, he's been smiling more often than before."
Ye Qingxi: ...No need for that!
It didn't sound like it was being spoken to him, it sounded like it was being spoken to the old lady!
Ye Qingxi silently stuffed a preserved plum into her mouth to calm her nerves.
"Uncle Xiao Zhuo, would you like some preserved plums?"
"I won't eat anymore, you eat more."
"Oh." Ye Qingxi then started eating by herself.
She didn't know how long she had been driving, but Ye Qingxi was sleepy. She closed her eyes and leaned against the car window to sleep for a while. When she opened her eyes again, she saw a lush green landscape.
Is this... almost there?
Sure enough, the driver stopped in front of a garden villa a short while later.
Ye Qingxi was still a little dazed when he saw the driver walk around to his car door and open it for him.
"Thank you," Ye Qingxi said.
He got out of the car and saw a man in a sharp suit wearing gold-rimmed glasses in the distance.
"You must be Xiao Xi, this way please." The other person walked over. "I am Old Master Feng's butler, you can call me Uncle Wang."
Hello, Uncle Wang.
"Hello."
Butler Wang led Ye Qingxi through the courtyard, into the villa, and into the living room.
The cook waiting in the kitchen immediately brought him the prepared yogurt, milk tea, freshly squeezed juice, and freshly baked cupcakes.
"I didn't know what you liked to eat, so I prepared a lot more. Take a look and see which one you like," the cook said.
Ye Qingxi looked at the cupcakes, small slices, crepe rolls, and strawberry daifuku in front of him. Well, he liked them all.
"Thank you," Ye Qingxi said with a smile.
He had barely finished speaking when he heard Old Master Feng's voice.
"Xiao Xi is here. I'm sorry, Great-Grandpa just got a phone call and couldn't come to pick you up in person."
"It's nothing," Ye Qingxi said, completely unconcerned.
Grandpa Feng walked down the stairs and stood in front of him. "Don't worry, when you leave, your great-grandfather will personally see you off. I will definitely not let Xiao Zhuo see you off alone."
"It's okay, Uncle Zhuo is very nice too."
"How can they be the same?" Old Master Feng said with a smile.
"Are you hungry? Would you like to eat now, or later?"
Ye Qingxi thought about it and decided that now was the better time.
“Now,” he said.
"Alright." Old Master Feng turned to the cook, "Then Xiao Lu, you go and prepare."
"Mm," the cook replied.
Grandpa Feng pulled Ye Qingxi's hand and sat her down on the sofa. "Have some cake to tide you over first, then we'll have steak later."
"Okay," Ye Qingxi said with a smile.
He picked up a small cake and began to eat it slowly.
The cook in Grandpa Feng's house is really skilled; she not only cooks delicious dishes, but she also bakes excellent cakes.
"Great-Grandpa, aren't you going to eat?" Ye Qingxi took a couple of bites, but seeing that Grandpa Feng was only looking at him and not eating any, she asked in confusion.
"I don't like sweet things," said Grandpa Feng. "If you like them, eat more. If you can't finish them, I'll pack them up and take them back with you and your father. That way, they won't go to waste here."
"Then I'll thank Great-Grandpa," Ye Qingxi said happily.
"You're welcome," said Grandpa Feng kindly.
Ye Qingxi ate some cake, chatted with Grandpa Feng for a while, and then the steak was ready.
The cook had thoughtfully cut his portion into small pieces for him.
Ye Qingxi ate it and thought it was indeed very delicious.
The beef was very tender and cooked to perfection, retaining both the texture of the meat and the aroma of the seasonings.
"It's delicious," Ye Qingxi said.
"Try this." Grandpa Feng picked up a baked snail for him.
Ye Qingxi took a bite and still preferred the steak.
"Haha, shall I fry another one for you?" said Grandpa Feng.
"No need," Ye Qingxi waved her hand.
He looked at the various stir-fried dishes and snacks on the table that hadn't been touched yet, and thought, "That's enough."
"Then you can tell Great-Grandpa what you want to eat later."
"Okay," Ye Qingxi said.
But there shouldn't be much left, since we can't finish all the food on this table.
The butler, who was standing by, listened with a puzzled look and asked, "Who is this child? He keeps calling me 'great-grandfather,' but I've never heard that their young master has a son."
But judging from the old man's attitude, this is probably not how he treats his great-grandson.
After finishing her steak and some stir-fried vegetables, Ye Qingxi finally put down her chopsticks.
He was about to have some creamy pumpkin soup when he suddenly heard a "Duang" "Duang" "Duang" sound, followed by a white figure running into the restaurant.
It's a Samoyed!
"Sit down," said Old Master Feng.
The Samoyed obediently lay down, tilting its head to look at them with curiosity in its eyes, looking incredibly cute.
"Great-grandfather, you still keep dogs!" Ye Qingxi said.
Grandpa Feng nodded, "It's not that I'm just bored and want to keep a pet to relieve my boredom."
“I also have a pet,” Ye Qingxi boasted. “But it’s not a dog, it’s a cat. I have a golden spotted cat.”
"Really? Let me see." Old Master Feng asked curiously.
This was exactly what Ye Qingxi was waiting for.
He opened his smartwatch, found Cotton Candy's photo album, and showed it to Grandpa Feng.
Isn't it cute?
"So cute, just as cute as you."
Ye Qingxi felt a little embarrassed.
"Great-Grandpa, what's your dog's name?"
"His name is Aristotle," said Grandpa Feng. "And yours?"
"Mine is called Marshmallow."
"Oh my, what a cute name! You must have come up with such a lovely name?"
Ye Qingxi nodded, "But the cat was a gift from my grandfather."
"Your grandpa will even give you a cat?"
"Yes," Ye Qingxi said shyly, "My grandfather is exceptionally good; he's the best grandfather in the whole world."
Grandpa Feng smiled. If Mu Feng heard this, he would definitely be very happy.
"So you really like your grandfather?"
"Mmm," Ye Qingxi said softly.
After saying that, he felt a little embarrassed and changed the subject, saying, "Great-Grandpa, may I touch Aristotle?"
“Okay,” said Grandpa Feng. “It’s very well-behaved and doesn’t bite.”
Ye Qingxi jumped off the chair and walked up to Aristotle.
Aristotle looked up at him curiously.
Ye Qingxi reached out and gently stroked its head.
Aristotle then nuzzled his large head against his palm.
Ye Qingxi immediately burst into laughter.
He confidently petted the dog in front of him, and Aristotle nuzzled against him affectionately, even licking his hand from time to time.
"Haha." Ye Qingxi laughed.
Aristotle tilted his head back, about to lick the dog's face.
Ye Qingxi quickly dodged, and Old Master Feng helped him by saying, "Aristotle, sit down."
Aristotle then obediently sat down again.
"So cute," Ye Qingxi said.
“I still have photos of it when it was a puppy on my phone, would you like to see them?” Grandpa Feng asked.
Ye Qingxi nodded.
Grandpa Feng then showed him each one.
Looking at it, Ye Qingxi couldn't help but exclaim, "So cute!"
"If you like, your great-grandfather will also give you a puppy," said Grandpa Feng.
Ye Qingxi shook her head, "I don't have time to walk the dog."
He has so many things to do every day!
"Then your great-grandfather will hire someone to help you walk."
"Forget it," Ye Qingxi said. "I'm not capable of properly raising a puppy right now. I'll raise one when I'm older."
Grandpa Feng was somewhat surprised upon hearing this.
Most children, at Ye Qingxi's age, don't have a concept of ability. They only care about their likes and dislikes; they want what they like and don't want what they don't like. They never consider whether they have the ability to possess it or whether they should possess it.
But Ye Qingxi would say that he didn't have the ability to raise a puppy properly.
He is a very different child, Fengming thought. He is kinder and more empathetic than most children, and he has awakened to the sense of responsibility and ability earlier than most children.
At that moment, Fengming suddenly realized.
If Feng Que really does marry Mu Shaowu in the future, then it would indeed be best for them to raise only this one child.
Otherwise, once Ye Qingxi becomes the older or younger brother, he won't be as carefree as he is now.
He will consider the other person's feelings, think about them, and take on the responsibilities of being an older or younger brother earlier than the other person, making sacrifices and showing kindness to them.
Even brothers can fight tooth and nail for profit, let alone half-brothers.
It would be best if we could love each other, but what if we couldn't?
At that time, Ye Qingxi was undoubtedly the one who suffered more psychological trauma.
When Feng Ming first heard that Feng Que and Mu Shaowu were dating and that Mu Shaowu already had a child, he inevitably harbored the idea that if the two really got married, Feng Que could adopt a child.
He is, after all, Feng Que's grandfather, and he would be more considerate of Feng Que's feelings.
But now, as he gets to know Ye Qingxi better, he can't help but start thinking about her.
In this world, those who understand responsibility always bear more, while those who are irresponsible live a more carefree life.
He didn't want Ye Qingxi to work too hard.
He felt that Ye Qingxi was good as she was now: kind, generous, with her own ideas and opinions, and daring to express them.
He hoped he could continue growing up this way, without suffering avoidable harm because of his older or younger brother.
Grandpa Feng patted his head and said softly, "If you want to see the puppy in the future, just tell your great-grandfather, and I'll send you a video of Aristotle."
"Okay," Ye Qingxi said.
Upon hearing this, Aristotle barked, indicating that he also agreed.
Seeing that Ye Qingxi liked it, Grandpa Feng simply took Aristotle's frisbee and gave it to Ye Qingxi, telling her to go to the yard and play with it.
Ye Qingxi happily took the frisbee and ran into the courtyard.
Aristotle followed behind him.
He threw the frisbee, and Aristotle immediately took off running, caught it, and ran to Ye Qingxi, wagging his tail.
Its eyes were black, like two big grapes. It looked at Ye Qingxi excitedly, handed him the frisbee, and had a bright smile on its face, inviting him to continue playing with it.
Ye Qingxi reached out and patted its head. "So good."
He threw the frisbee again.
Grandpa Feng watched from the side, a smile playing at the corners of his eyes.
He was looking around when he suddenly heard the door open.
When Grandpa Feng heard the sound, he looked over and saw that his son and daughter-in-law had actually returned!
Grandpa Feng: !!!
No, what are you two doing back at this time?!
How am I supposed to continue being a lonely old man like this?!
Ye Qingxi also heard the sound, and when she turned around, she saw a man and a woman.
Among them, the man has a very obvious mixed-race appearance, with very three-dimensional facial features, deep-set eyebrows and eyes, and even a glassy green color in his eyes.
Ye Qingxi realized almost instantly that these were probably Feng Que's parents.
As he was examining the place, he heard Old Master Feng's angry voice, "Now you know you're back? What, are you leaving tomorrow morning?! You're all very busy people, my little lousy place can't keep you here."
Phoenix's parents: ? ? ?
Just as Feng's father was about to speak, he was glared at by his own father.
"Don't speak!" Old Master Feng conveyed with his eyes.
Phoenix's father: ...
Feng's father could only remain silent in despair.
"Hmph," Old Master Feng snorted, "I knew it."
Feng's father: ? ? ? What do you know?!
"dad……"
"Don't call me Dad!" Old Master Feng said angrily.
While acting, she continued to signal to her son to shut up with her eyes.
Phoenix's father: ...
Upon seeing this, Ye Qingxi quickly ran to Old Master Feng's side.
Only then did Feng's parents notice that he was also there.
The two looked at each other in shock, wondering what was going on with their father.
Dad, when did you two get in touch?
"Great-Grandpa, don't be angry." Ye Qingxi looked at Grandpa Feng and comforted him, "It's not that Uncle and Aunt don't want to go home, it's just that they have to go to work."
“My dad said that adults have to go to work, just like children have to go to school. There’s no way to avoid it. So I go to school every day, and my uncles and aunts have to go to work every day too.”
"But when I'm in class, I miss my dad and my grandpa, so your uncles and aunts must miss you too and want to go home, but there's nothing they can do about it."
"See, they're back now, aren't they?"
Upon hearing this, the phoenix's parents nodded quickly.
Yes, they want to come back too, but they can't leave.
"So, Grandpa, please don't be angry." Ye Qingxi shook Grandpa Feng's hand. "If you keep acting like this, your aunt and uncle will think you don't want them to come back."
Grandpa Feng felt the touch of his soft little hand and thought how thoughtful he was.
So he went along with it, saying, "Fine, for your sake, I won't be angry with them."
Ye Qingxi nodded, "I knew Great-Grandpa would be very sensible, not the kind of disobedient grandpa~"
Grandpa Feng burst out laughing. How could anyone describe an old person as sensible and obedient? They're just like children.
Phoenix's parents: ...No, you two are already this close?
And what exactly is it about his dad that he's sensible and obedient?!
Feng's parents silently stepped forward, "Dad, Xiaoxi."
Ye Qingxi asked in surprise, "You know me?"
Phoenix's parents: ...Of course, you're our future grandson.
Worried that his son and daughter-in-law might let something slip, Grandpa Feng quickly said, "You helped me before, and I told them about it. They praised you as a good kid."
Ye Qingxi: ...It's just a matter of going to the toilet, maybe with a bottle of yogurt at most, is it worth promoting?
Ye Qingxi felt a little embarrassed.
The parents had no idea what kind of help their grandfather was referring to, but they figured it was safe to just go along with it.
Therefore, Phoenix Mother said, "Xiao Xi, thank you so much. You are such a helpful child."
Ye Qingxi shook her head. "I just helped out casually; it's nothing serious."
After he finished speaking, he took Feng's mother's hand and walked a few steps to the side.
Phoenix Mother: ? ? ?
Behind her, Feng's father and old man: ? ? ?
Ye Qingxi held Feng's mother's hand and said softly, "Auntie, don't blame Great-Grandpa for being a little fierce just now. He was just too lonely, so he was happy to see you come back, but also afraid that you would leave."
"He was actually very happy that you came back."
Grandpa Feng invited him to dinner and let him play with Aristotle. Ye Qingxi could feel his kindness and affection for her, as well as his loneliness.
Therefore, he hoped that his son and daughter-in-law would not misunderstand him.
Feng Que's father is, after all, the biological son of Old Master Feng, so he naturally understands his father better.
But Feng Que's mother is his daughter-in-law, not his daughter. There is a barrier between them, and Ye Qingxi is afraid that she will have resentment towards Old Master Feng because of this.
Upon hearing this, Feng's mother looked at him in surprise.
She didn't expect Ye Qingxi to speak up for her father-in-law.
He had just spoken up for them, and now he was speaking up for his father-in-law, afraid that something unpleasant might happen between them.
But he's just a child, and these things are neither his concern nor his responsibility.
In particular, he specifically pulled her aside.
This child is truly considerate of others.
"Alright," Mother Feng said with a smile, "I don't blame him."
Ye Qingxi smiled and said, "Thank you, Auntie. I knew that someone as beautiful as you must be a very, very, very good person."
Upon hearing this, Feng's mother gently patted his head, "How come you're so good with words?"
Ye Qingxi shook her head, "I'm just telling the truth. Auntie is naturally beautiful and a kind person~"
Phoenix's mother's smile grew even brighter.
Grandpa Feng watched the two of them, one big and one small, being affectionately close: "What are he saying to your wife?"
Feng's father was also puzzled: "I don't know. But Dad, why do you and Xiaoxi seem so familiar with each other?"
Grandpa Feng said smugly, "Of course, he's more familiar with him than you are with him~"
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