Chapter 261 (Updated 2611)



Chapter 261 (Updated 2611)

261:

Grandpa Feng accepted the sports and health watch from Ye Qingxi and said with a smile, "Thank you, Xiaoxi. This is the best gift I've received this year."

Ye Qingxi didn't expect him to say that.

People like Grandpa Feng receive countless gifts, and some of them are certainly more expensive than his. Yet he says this is the best gift he has received this year.

That can only be because he likes the sentiment hidden under this gift, or rather, he likes the person who gave the gift.

Thinking of this, Ye Qingxi smiled slowly.

"I'm glad you like it, Great-Grandpa," he said.

"I love it! Great-Grandpa will put it on right now."

As he spoke, Grandpa Feng opened the box and put the watch on his wrist.

Ye Qingxi's smile widened even more.

They arrived at Grandpa Feng's villa without any problems. The cook had already prepared dinner for the evening. Looking at the dazzling array of dishes on the table, Ye Qingxi felt that Grandpa Feng was good in every way, except when it came to eating. He was really wasteful. There were only two of them, and twenty dishes. They could never finish them.

Ye Qingxi tentatively said, "Great-Grandpa, next time I come, please don't eat so much food. Our teacher said it's bad to waste food."

Grandpa Feng was simply thinking that with more dishes, there would surely be something Ye Qingxi would like. Now that he heard Ye Qingxi say this, he said, "Then next time you tell your great-grandfather what you want to eat, and we'll eat whatever you want."

“You also need to have what you want to eat,” Ye Qingxi said.

It's not like he's eating alone.

"Alright," Grandpa Feng said with a smile, "Then let's eat what we want."

"Okay." Ye Qingxi nodded. "Five dishes at most will suffice."

"Okay," Old Master Feng readily agreed.

After finishing her meal, Ye Qingxi went to play with Aristotle again.

Grandpa Feng sat to the side, watching them with a smile, occasionally taking photos and videos of Ye Qingxi with his phone or camera.

Aristotle clearly liked Ye Qingxi very much; while playing around, he would run over to him and fawn over him.

This was the first time Ye Qingxi had encountered such an enthusiastic big dog, and she was really overwhelmed. She hugged its head and rubbed it affectionately.

"Good boy~" Ye Qingxi patted its head again.

He turned around with a smile and saw Grandpa Feng filming him with a camera. He was momentarily stunned.

Ye Qingxi thought of the video of Feng Que.

The Feng Que in that video was about his age. At that time, Grandpa Feng was probably like this, taking a video of him with a camera.

After taking the photos, I saved them on my phone and watched them repeatedly.

Until now.

And now, Grandpa Feng's camera is indeed pointed at him.

Suddenly, Ye Qingxi felt a delicate warmth.

He knew, of course, that he was neither Grandpa Feng's grandson nor his great-grandson, so his video might not be watched repeatedly by Grandpa Feng. Even after changing phone after phone, the video was still there.

But in that instant, on this night filled with joy and warmth, they seemed like the most ordinary great-grandfather and great-grandson in the world.

The child is laughing, the old man is taking notes.

Ye Qingxi smiled brightly at the camera, his eyes crinkling, and he greeted Feng Que, "Great-Grandpa, look at the frisbee."

After saying that, Ye Qingxi threw the frisbee out.

Of course, he didn't throw it in front of Grandpa Feng. Grandpa Feng was too old to withstand the pounce of a dog as big as Aristotle.

So he carefully threw it a certain distance away from Grandpa Feng.

Aristotle indeed ran out very quickly.

Looking at the little boy standing on the lawn, dressed in a white down jacket and jeans, looking as pretty as a snowball, Grandpa Feng thought for a moment that he was seeing the old Feng Que.

He was so small, so cute and pretty, and he called out to him playfully and happily, "Grandpa, watch the game!"

The small figure slowly merged into Ye Qingxi's body, and then gradually transformed into Ye Qingxi's current appearance.

He is clearly not Feng Que's child, but it seems that he is Feng Que's child.

They are all so warm, bright, and have countless advantages.

Grandpa Feng's eyes were as soft as a summer evening breeze, yet they appeared on this winter night.

He shouldn't have developed so many feelings for a child whose future connection with his family was uncertain, yet he had.

Grandpa Feng pressed the shutter, capturing Ye Qingxi's smile in his heart.

It wasn't until Ye Qingxi got a little sleepy from playing that Grandpa Feng had the cook pack up the small cakes he had brought for him and send him back to the hotel where the film crew was staying.

He still escorted Ye Qingxi to her hotel room.

Ye Qingxi swiped open the door and saw that her father was already inside, along with Feng Que.

"Dad, you're back!" he exclaimed with delight.

"Dad just arrived too, right after you." Mu Shaowu smiled as he stood up and walked over to him.

Feng Que looked at his grandfather standing behind Ye Qingxi in surprise.

"What are you doing here?!"

"Of course I'm bringing Xiaoxi back. What else would I do? Come see you?"

Phoenix Palace: ? ? ?

"You're taking Xiaoxi?"

"I had dinner with my great-grandfather tonight," Ye Qingxi explained considerately.

Phoenix Palace: !!!

He said that his grandfather would never give up the opportunity to meet Mu Shaowu, his future granddaughter-in-law, because he wanted to meet his great-grandson!

You're so cunning!

That makes sense, Feng Que thought. If Mu Shaowu is having dinner with his parents, then Ye Qingxi will be all alone. Wouldn't that give his grandfather an opportunity to take advantage of her?

This is truly a case of the mantis stalking the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind!

What a fine old yellow bird!

"Now that Shaowu has returned, I won't disturb him any longer," said Old Master Feng.

"You guys..." Old Master Feng quickly swallowed the rest of "family of three" back, "a director and two actors, let's have a good chat."

"I'll take you," Feng Que said quickly.

Grandpa Feng glared at him: Is now the time for you to deliver it?

While Shaowu and the child are both here, you should take good care of your relationship and try to stabilize it as soon as possible!

“I can walk by myself,” he said.

Phoenix Palace: ...

Feng Que could only nod silently and watch him leave.

After his grandfather left, he turned to Ye Qingxi and asked, "You... have a good relationship with him now?"

They've already eaten two meals!

“My great-grandfather and I are best friends,” Ye Qingxi said.

"ha?"

"It's just a group of friends who exchange information about pet ownership," Ye Qingxi explained to him.

“I have a pet called Cotton Candy, and he has a pet called Aristotle. I like his dog, and he likes my cat, so I send him pictures of Cotton Candy, and he sends me pictures of Aristotle. That’s what pet friends are like.”

Mu Shaowu laughed, "Really? You have quite a lot of different kinds of friends now."

Feng Que: ...It's not just about the types of friends, but also their ages.

The two of them, 78 and 6 years old respectively, with his grandfather being a fraction of Ye Qingxi's age, truly a friendship that transcends age!

Ye Qingxi nodded, agreeing that he now had quite a variety of friends.

He has childhood friends, friends he met while filming variety shows, and now he even has pet friends.

He never knew that there could be so many kinds of friends.

Now he knows.

Ye Qingxi perked up, "Dad, did you eat well tonight? If not, I brought back some small cakes, you can eat them."

"Not bad. How about you?"

"I'm pretty good too. Aunt Lu from my great-grandfather's family is a great cook. Everything she makes is delicious."

Feng Que: ...He even knew that the old man's cook's surname was Lu.

Unbeknownst to him, their friendship was developing rapidly!

The ever-flowing old man Feng got into the car and told the driver to turn back. He couldn't help but lean back in the back seat, admiring the watch on his wrist.

—Since Ye Qingxi was there, he was too embarrassed to keep admiring her, so he only glanced at her intermittently for a few dozen moments.

"Is it beautiful?" Old Master Feng raised his wrist and asked his driver.

Upon hearing this, Xiao Zhuo quickly replied, "It looks good."

"I'm not bragging, sir, but our young master is truly gentle, considerate, and well-mannered. We've only met a few times, and he doesn't even know the true nature of your relationship with him, yet he still goes to the trouble of buying you gifts. Tell me, which other family's child could do that?"

"Of course, this also shows that the young master is close to you. Otherwise, why wouldn't he buy it for me? It must be because the young master likes you, which is why he still thinks about you after he left."

Grandpa Feng thought what he said made sense.

"Xiao Xi is indeed a rare good child," Grandpa Feng said gently.

"That's right. If I could have a child like that in my life, I would be laughing in my sleep."

Grandpa Feng: ...

Grandpa Feng glanced at him silently; that was just a pipe dream.

He got out of the car, went home, sat on the sofa, and continued to admire the watch on his wrist.

When Butler Wang saw him return, he hurried over to report on his work for the following week. As he spoke, he noticed that the old man was constantly turning his wrist, his eyes fixed on the watch on his wrist.

"Xiao Wang."

"Yes." Butler Wang quickly responded. Why was he being called out all of a sudden? Was there a problem with the report from somewhere?

"Is it pretty?" Old Master Feng asked him.

"ah?"

“This is my watch,” said Old Master Feng.

Butler Wang: ...He's been watching it all night, does he dare say it's not good?

It really is quite beautiful, who gave it to you?

"It looks great," Butler Wang praised. "The dial is very elegant, and the brown strap is also very classy. It suits you very well."

Grandpa Feng thought so too.

Just then, the cook came to ask him if he wanted some late-night snacks, but as soon as she finished asking, she heard her husband ask in return, "Does it look good?"

What's so attractive? The watch on your wrist?

"It looks good." The cook looked at his wrist. "Master, is this a new one? It's so elegant. This one looks even better than the one you wore before."

Grandpa Feng laughed, "I didn't buy it."

"What is that?"

"It was a gift from Xiao Xi," Old Master Feng said proudly.

He stopped showing off his watch and pretended to pull his wrist back. "This kid secretly bought me this watch after I left last time. He insisted on giving it to me when he saw me today. I said, 'Why is a kid giving me a gift? I'm so old, how can I accept this?' But he said it's for health monitoring, and he wants me to be healthy and live for ten thousand years, haha."

The cook thought to herself: This is Versailles, she knows.

“Xiao Xi is really thoughtful. No wonder you like him, Master. Who wouldn’t like such a good child? I’ll bake some cookies for him tomorrow and send them to him.”

"No need to send it, just have Xiao Zhu deliver it."

"Okay," the cook said.

Looking at the smile on their old man's face, Butler Wang became even more curious. Just who was this Ye Qingxi?

How did she manage to be so infatuated with their old man?

But since the old man likes it, then...

“Then I’ll buy him some toys too, and have Xiao Zhu deliver them to him.”

Grandpa Feng nodded. "Yes."

Of course, he also has to do something. The child is so young and already knows to give him gifts. He is an adult, so how could he not know how to reciprocate?

Grandpa Feng was pondering what to give as a gift.

Suddenly, he remembered the jade pendant around Ye Qingxi's neck.

The jade pendant was of very high quality; it was clearly very valuable.

Ye Qingxi must like it very much. Except for that one time when he was on set, he was probably filming and it was inconvenient for him to wear it. Otherwise, he always wore it.

The jade pendant was also seen in a photo he sent to himself of himself and his cat.

Then he could give him a jade pendant.

Jade, after all, has a good symbolic meaning.

However, since he already has one to wear around his neck and likes it so much, he decided not to make it into a necklace but a bracelet instead, Old Master Feng pondered.

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