Chapter 287 (Second Update)
287:
Ye Qingxi is back, and the family is preparing to eat.
Ye Qingxi had eaten at the Feng family's house several times, and now that Old Master Feng was coming over, he reciprocated by inviting him to have dinner at his own home.
Grandpa Feng did not refuse and stayed.
"Oh, right," Ye Qingxi remembered, "cotton candy."
"Great-Grandpa, wait a minute, let me show you my kitten."
After Ye Qingxi finished speaking, she ran upstairs.
Marshmallow was sleeping on the deluxe cat tree that Ye Qingxi had bought for it. The sun was shining brightly, and Marshmallow was sleeping in a transparent space capsule, looking like a fluffy ball, just like a real marshmallow.
Ye Qingxi walked over and patted its head.
Cotton Candy hugged her little arms and made a soft humming sound.
It opened its eyes, saw it was Ye Qingxi, and let out a cute little "nia~".
Ye Qingxi smiled and took it out of the space capsule, carrying it outside.
The marshmallow stayed obediently in his arms, looking like a plush toy.
Once they arrived in the living room, Ye Qingxi placed the cotton candy in front of Grandpa Feng.
“This is a marshmallow,” he said. “What do you think? Isn’t it cute? It looks like a slightly browned loaf of bread!”
Cotton Candy looked up, her bright blue eyes curiously observing the stranger in front of her.
Grandpa Feng nodded, "Indeed adorable, just as adorable as you."
Ye Qingxi felt a little embarrassed upon hearing this.
—He's nowhere near as cute as cotton candy!
Aristotle smelled the kitten's scent and curiously approached.
When Cotton Candy saw the dog's head suddenly appear in front of her, she subconsciously opened her mouth and let out a "ha" sound.
Ye Qingxi asked in surprise, "You can breathe on cotton candy?"
Mu Shaowu was also somewhat surprised.
Since being brought to Ye Qingxi by Mu Feng when she was a child, Cotton Candy has never kissed anyone.
They thought marshmallows couldn't breathe on them at all.
Aristotle was a little frustrated by the marshmallow and took two steps back.
As the marshmallow watched it retreat, it felt superior and, with its confidence swelled, boldly walked towards it.
Aristotle, puzzled, poked his head out again.
The marshmallow opens its mouth and lets out a "ha!"
Aristotle was a little confused. He leaned closer to sniff the kitten in front of him, but was slapped on the head by the ruffled cotton candy.
Ye Qingxi: !!
Mu Shaowu: ...
The marshmallow was used and then it ran away.
As it ran forward with its tail wagging, it would turn back to look at Aristotle with a hint of curiosity.
Aristotle thought it was inviting him to play a game of "chase me," and excitedly chased after it.
Ye Qingxi: !!
Ye Qingxi quickly followed.
Mu Shaowu then followed after them.
"It's alright," Grandpa Feng said with a smile. "Aristotle has a very good temper and has never bitten any cats, dogs, or people. He was just playing with your kitten, so don't worry."
real?
Ye Qingxi was very suspicious.
He certainly thought his puppy friend was a very good and well-behaved dog.
But that was for him.
Marshmallow is just a kitten.
If a cat and a dog were to fight, the cat would definitely lose!
However, Ye Qingxi soon discovered that Aristotle was indeed a very virtuous little dog.
Even if he catches the marshmallow, he won't bite him. Instead, he'll let go of it and continue playing the "come and chase me" game with him.
It doesn't get angry even if you hit it with a marshmallow occasionally.
Marshmallow probably realized this too, and stopped being afraid of it and started playing with it, even trying to lick its head.
Ye Qingxi: ...How old are you? You're licking its head?!
"How about that?" Old Master Feng laughed. "I told you Aristotle was a good boy."
Ye Qingxi nodded, "Mm."
While they were talking, the meal was ready.
The group went into the restaurant together to eat.
With more people eating today, Aunt Zhang quickly served several dishes that Grandpa Feng liked.
Ye Qingxi sat down at the dining table and said happily, "Great-Grandpa, please try it. Aunt Zhang's cooking is delicious too."
"Okay," Old Master Feng said with a smile.
He picked up a piece of pork rib, which tasted pretty good.
"Great-Grandpa, try this." Ye Qingxi offered him a chicken wing.
Grandpa Feng quickly took it and put another chicken leg on his plate.
"Thank you," Ye Qingxi said sweetly.
As Grandpa Feng looked at it, it was as if he had been transported back to the time when they had eaten together a few months ago.
"You're welcome," he said.
The two of them took turns picking at the food.
Mu Shaowu secretly glanced at his father and found that his father's expression was indifferent, and he didn't care at all.
Is this real, or is it an act?
Mu Shaowu thought, "They've already danced right in front of him, and he's still so unmoved and steadfast?"
As expected of his father!
Mu Shaowu picked up a piece of egg for his son and then lowered his head to eat.
As Grandpa Feng ate the food in his bowl, he looked at the well-behaved and adorable child across from him, then at Mu Feng eating quietly beside him, and Mu Shaowu who was occasionally putting food on Ye Qingxi's plate. Suddenly, he felt a sense of warmth and comfort.
Although it wasn't his own home's warmth, it somehow radiated outwards onto him.
It makes you feel comfortable.
If only their family could have more days like this.
"Great-Grandpa," Ye Qingxi's clear voice rang out, "Now that you're here, will you come again for May Day?"
Grandpa Feng: ...Good question.
He thought for a moment and asked him, "What are your plans for the May Day holiday?"
"If you come again, I'll be your tour guide. If you don't come, I'd like to take my family out for a trip."
"Your family?"
Ye Qingxi nodded, "Me, my dad, my grandpa, my uncle, my aunt, and my eldest uncle's family."
Grandpa Feng: Good heavens, what a big family!
“Then you guys go out and have fun,” he said. “I feel like it would be more lively and interesting for you to go out and have fun, so I won’t bother you. It’s good that I can rest when I get back, so I won’t cause any trouble.”
Ye Qingxi actually thought so too.
Now that Grandpa Feng is here, there's no need for him to come again during the May Day holiday.
At his age, even if he's in great physical condition, he can't keep working non-stop. He should take a rest.
"Okay." Ye Qingxi affirmed, "You should rest and come back next time you want to play. I'll be your tour guide then."
"Sure," Old Master Feng laughed.
By the time we finished eating, it was already dark.
As the four of them came out of the restaurant, they saw Aristotle asleep in front of the living room's French windows.
And the marshmallow was lying on its body, looking incredibly cute.
Ye Qingxi quickly took several photos with her smartwatch.
Looking at the big dog carrying the kitten, he suddenly thought of himself and Grandpa Feng.
With that thought in mind, he sent the photos he had just taken to Grandpa Feng.
When Grandpa Feng heard his phone ring, he picked it up and saw it was his WeChat message.
He clicked on it with a puzzled look and saw the photo Ye Qingxi had sent him.
Under the bright lights, a large white dog carries an adorable kitten on its back. The kitten sleeps soundly, and the dog sleeps peacefully.
They were supposed to stay out of each other's way, but instead they snuggled together intimately.
Like him and Ye Qingxi.
Grandpa Feng couldn't help but laugh, clicked save, and saved the photo to his phone.
He woke Aristotle, took it with him, and bid farewell to Ye Qingxi's home.
Once the car had driven away, Mu Shaowu looked down at his son and asked, "Are you happy?"
Ye Qingxi nodded.
He glanced at the jade pendant on his wrist.
After going around in circles, it finally returned to its own wrist.
Perhaps, it really should be his.
It should belong to him.
“Dad, I didn’t expect Grandpa Feng to come at this time,” Ye Qingxi said softly. “I thought that even if he still wanted to be friends with me, he would only come during the May Day holiday.”
"So he doesn't want to be your friend, he wants to be your great-great-grandfather."
Ye Qingxi smiled.
Then something suddenly came to mind.
He was so busy having fun that he forgot to ask his father and grandfather if Grandpa Feng could be his great-great-grandfather.
"Dad, if Great-Grandpa Feng is my great-great-grandfather, then is he your godfather, and Grandpa's godfather?"
Mu Shaowu: ? ? ? !!!
Mu Shaowu quickly replied, "Of course not! Didn't he say that it only concerns the two of you and has nothing to do with anyone else?"
Just kidding, if Grandpa Feng became his godfather, wouldn't Feng Que be his godbrother?
That won't do!
And his dad too!
His father doesn't seem like the kind of person who would let someone become his godfather!
Ye Qingxi thought so too, so after returning to the villa, he immediately went to find Mu Feng and asked him, "Grandpa, can I ask Great-Grandpa Feng to be my great-great-grandfather?"
"Why not?" Mu Feng asked him.
“If I am his great-great-grandson, then wouldn’t you be his godson and Dad his godson?”
Mu Feng chuckled, "You're overthinking it."
He said, "This is a relationship between the two of you, and has nothing to do with me or your father."
"So, Grandpa, you don't object?"
"I won't object as long as you're willing." Mu Feng looked at him. "Didn't you already agree? What? Want to go back on your word?"
Ye Qingxi shook her head.
He didn't want to back out; he just didn't want to involve his father and grandfather because of him.
If he is simply the great-great-grandson of Old Master Feng, then there is naturally no problem.
But if his father and grandfather also want to become godchildren and godsons, then he naturally has to respect their wishes.
If they are unwilling, he cannot force them to become so because of his own will.
Mu Feng knew him well enough to say gently, "The fact that he came to see you so urgently, to explain this matter to you, and to recognize you as his great-grandson shows that he has feelings for you. So I don't object."
If Fengming arrives on May Day, Mu Feng might disagree.
But when he suddenly called him this afternoon and showed up at his doorstep...
Mu Feng no longer harbored any resentment towards him.
He was nearly eighty years old, and to avoid upsetting his child, he flew from one city to another, the very next day after the incident.
Mu Feng couldn't ask for more from him.
As an outsider, he has done very well.
Therefore, Mu Feng allowed him to become Ye Qingxi's great-great-grandfather.
Ye Qingxi was relieved to see that he had no objections.
He left the study and, after returning to his bedroom, asked Mu Shaowu, "Dad, are you willing? That I become Great-Grandpa Feng's great-great-grandson."
“Sure,” Mu Shaowu said without any objection. “As long as you’re willing, Dad is of course willing too.”
Ye Qingxi finally got the approval of both him and Mu Feng before the matter was finally settled.
He had already thought it all out. Although it might be very unfair to Grandpa Feng, if either Mu Feng or Mu Shaowu was unwilling, he would make things clear to Grandpa Feng at their next meeting, apologize to him, and tell him that they could just remain friends.
After all, in his heart, Mu Feng and Mu Shaowu were far more important than Old Master Feng.
Ye Qingxi lay in bed, hugging her kitten, feeling that today was truly a wonderful day.
Mu Shaowu watched him play with the cotton candy, then went to attend to his own work for the day.
When he went downstairs to report to Mu Feng, he teased him, "Xiao Xi has a great-grandfather now, aren't you jealous? He even served food to Grandpa Feng today."
Mu Feng glanced at him. "Do you have too little work? You're so free."
Is Fengming really worth him being jealous of?
Are you kidding me?
"But Grandpa Feng is indeed quite good to Xiao Xi. I never expected him to come today," Mu Shaowu said with emotion.
"As an outsider, he is indeed quite good," Mu Feng affirmed.
"And what about as family?"
Mu Feng looked up at him. "If you were in his shoes, what would you do?"
Mu Shaowu was stunned for a moment, then he understood.
"If it were me, I would come immediately, even overnight."
“So you’re his father,” Mu Feng said. “You’re his family.”
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