poor family young gentleman

It stands to reason that the Feng family should go to the palace to meet the emperor first when they come back, but since Feng Yiheng only came back with a handful of ashes, everyone in the Feng family was in a bad mood, so Yin Huanyang decided to let Dongchang Jinyiwei enter the palace to report to the emperor. Going to the palace one day, everyone is dead, and the emperor can't say anything, after all, Feng Yiheng was wronged, and he is the one who wrongly judged.

When the group returned to Xichang Metropolitan Governor's Mansion, Ye Junheng and Chu Tianlang who were waiting at home had already asked Fu'an to build a mourning hall in Dongkuayuan. Feng Jichen was holding his father's ashes altar, including Feng Jiye's husband, and everyone The children of the Feng family followed closely behind, wiping their tears. When Feng Jichen and Feng Jihan joined forces to carry the urn into the open coffin, everyone knelt down, including Yin Huanyang and the ignorant little bun.

Ye Junheng, who was standing by the side, saw that his brother seemed very sad, and couldn't help but frowned his delicate brows tightly, as if he might rush out to curse a few words at any time, Chu Tianlang, who was standing beside him, hooked the corners of his lips helplessly, and stretched out his hand. Holding his hand, he silently persuaded him not to mess around, he knew how much he cared about Ji Ye, and how much he didn't want to see him sad, but there was no way around it, Feng Yiheng was gone, all that was left of the Feng family The younger generation, their pain, can be imagined!

"Yichuan, come here."

Turning around, Feng Jichen stretched out his hand to Feng Yichuan who was also kneeling on the ground wiping his tears. The husband and wife had been separated for nearly three years. This was the first sentence he said to him. Feng Yichuan wiped away his tears and stood up. Jichen pulled him to kneel at the front: "Father, the child has brought you back."

After finishing speaking, Feng Jichen kowtowed deeply, and Feng Yichuan hurriedly followed. Now that he is kneeling in front of him, he is undoubtedly announcing to everyone that he is the eldest daughter-in-law of the Feng family!

"Father…"

Feng Jiye's brothers and sisters kowtowed with tears, especially Feng Jilan, Feng Yuchu and Feng Yuzhen. They have been looking forward to the return of their father and brothers. In their hearts, their father is just, upright, upright, and a real gentleman. Because of this, he respects his wife, loves his concubines, treats his children equally, and never deliberately favors anyone. In addition, his father is gentle and virtuous, kind and generous, and his aunts and aunts are also knowledgeable. They are a group of brothers and sisters. So friendly, but now the youngest concubine brother is gone, the aunts and aunts are gone, even the father is gone, a poor design has caused their family to be ruined, how can they not feel resentment or hatred in their hearts? No pain?

"People cannot be resurrected after death, please forgive me!"

Receiving the hint from Ye Junheng's eyes, Fu An stepped forward and bowed and said to Feng Jichen, although this is the governor's mansion of Xichang, and the prince and his wife are present, but the most important thing at this time is undoubtedly Feng Jichen who is the eldest brother. Chen.

"Thank you father-in-law."

Nodding elegantly to thank you, Feng Jichen turned around and helped Feng Yichuan up: "I already know a little about you, Yichuan, you have worked hard for you these years, and from now on you will be my wife, Feng Jichen, the maharaja who is in charge of the Feng family. !"

The low voice couldn't hide the hoarseness, and the phoenix eyes, which were exactly the same as Feng Jiye's but more profound and steady, stared deeply at his wife. When he left, he didn't even have time to say a word of kindness to him. He still remembers her to this day. Crying and chasing after them, giving money to the officials who escorted them, and asking them to take care of their appearance on the way, it may seem miserable and embarrassing to others, but in his mind, he was really beautiful at that moment. He has struggled hard for more than two years, and every time he recalls his appearance, he feels full of motivation. His love for him, instead of diminishing due to the long separation, has become more intense and hotter.

"Ah."

Feng Yichuan nodded vigorously with tears in his eyes. In the past, he cared too much about his background. He was afraid that after marrying him, he would bring troubles to him and the Feng family, and people would point and talk about him behind his back. After going through so many things, he Figured it out, the fourth brother was right, if the husband really has something, if he is not the wife, he is not even eligible to be buried with him, and he never wants to leave such regrets.

"Brother, there are servants guarding here, you are full of dust along the way, go and freshen up first."

With Yin Huanyang's support, Feng Jiye said with tears in his eyes.

"Ah."

He nodded to Yin Huanyang, then looked at his little nephew who was blinking his eyes, Feng Jichen nodded, and walked away hugging Feng Yichuan who was crying like a tearful man, and the others followed behind them, wiping their tears, Ye Junheng and Chu Tianlang, who had been waiting by the side, put a stick of incense on Feng Yiheng before turning around and leaving.

When they got together again in the lobby of the front yard, it would be about half an hour later. The big and small members of the Feng family were all extremely outstanding in appearance, even if they were too skinny, they were still handsome and beautiful. The most important thing is their temperament, their innate tolerance is imprinted on their souls, and more than two years of bitter cold transformation has not damaged their pride and dignity as the heirs of the Feng family.

"Brother, how could father?"

Feng Jilan, who had already calmed down for the most part, couldn't help but burst into tears when he mentioned this topic, and Feng Jihan who was beside him silently put his arms around his shoulders: "When my father was wronged, he was already hit hard. On the way, my father fell ill several times, and he was in a daze. When we arrived in the extremely cold place in the extreme north, we managed to ask a doctor to treat him, and he managed to survive. When he learned that the grievance had been vindicated and he could return to Beijing, my father was very happy and said that he would take good care of his health and reorganize our family. But when he asked Jin Yiwei about your affairs and learned that his father and the others were long gone, he passed out on the spot In the past, when he woke up again, the oil lamp was exhausted. With his last breath, he told us to come back to take care of you, to hold up a sky for you, and then bring his ashes back to be buried with his father and the others. Didn't wake up either."

If he knew that his father and the others were gone, no matter what they said, they would not let his father inquire about them. In this way, at least he could come back with them alive.

"Well...Second Brother..."

Obedient to what he said, Feng Jilan threw himself into his arms and cried so hard that he couldn't help himself, Feng Yuzhen also hugged Feng Yuyan and Feng Yuting respectively at the beginning of Feng Yu, the whole hall was enveloped in an atmosphere of sadness that couldn't be melted away, Looking forward to the reunion for four months, but in the end it turned out like this, who can be happy?

"Wow wow..."

Looking back and forth at them, the little bun sitting on Yin Huanyang's lap suddenly spit out a pacifier, opened his mouth and cried loudly, everyone who was immersed in sadness was startled, Feng Jiye looked back at him, and hugged him helplessly: "Stinky boy, why are you joining in the fun?"

It was quite sad at first, but once he disturbed it, he could only cry and laugh,

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."

Buried his head in his arms, Xiao Baozi was sobbing in aggrieved way, seeing them crying, he wanted to cry too.

"Okay, Daddy knows that Little Baozi loves us, right? Let's stop crying, okay?"

Without trying to reason with the one-year-old child, Feng Jiye raised his head, took the tissue handed to him by Yin Huanyang and wiped the tears on his face, the little bun raised his head obediently, and said in a childish voice: "Daddy, Don't cry, uncle, don't cry, aunt, don't cry, Xiao Baobao, don't cry!"

"Okay, okay, let's stop crying."

Seeing how difficult he was speaking, Feng Jiye smiled helplessly, picked up the cake on the table and handed it to him: "Come on, eat the cake, later Lion Father and Brother will have to complain if they find out that you cried Daddy."

"Oh."

After receiving the cake, the little bun still had tears on his eyelids, but he obediently leaned on him and began to eat in small bites.

"It's been more than two years, Jiye, you are married and have a child, is he called Xiao Baozi?"

From the time he came back to the present, plus what Feng Yichuan told him briefly when he went back to his room to freshen up, Feng Jichen has also become more aware of his younger brother's affairs. Looking at his cute little nephew, he couldn't help feeling pity in his heart. The child is taught very well, and the younger brother is really reborn.

"Ah."

Nodding his head, Feng Jiye lowered his eyes and poked the little bun, motioning him to look at the big brother: "Little bun, this is the big uncle, go over and let the big uncle hug you."

"it is good."

Little Baozi never recognized life, so he took the initiative to crawl towards Feng Jichen: "Big, big uncle, give me a hug!"

"What a good boy."

Obviously he didn't expect him to be so well-behaved, Feng Jichen was in a good mood, he reached out and hugged him on his lap and settled him down, the little bun wriggled his fleshy body and found a relatively comfortable position, leaning against his back He continued to bury his head in eating the cakes his father gave him.

"What a cute doll, little bun, I'm little uncle."

The fourteen-year-old Liu Feng Jihai took the initiative to greet him across the table, and the little bun looked at him from the side, and then turned to look at his father. After getting his nod of confirmation, he cowardly called out: "Little Baozi , Uncle!"

Now he can say a lot, but he still stutters when he exceeds three words. After a while, he should be able to say a lot.

"Hey, big brother, let me hug him, okay?"

Feng Jihai's heart was almost melted by him, and the old five Feng Jiyun couldn't help but bent his fingers and tapped his head: "Don't bother our big nephew, didn't you see him eating, in the future We have plenty of opportunities to play with him slowly."

"Oh."

Responding in disappointment, Feng Jihai's eyes were still staring at his cute little nephew, as if he could see his desire, he stuffed the leftover cake into his mouth, the little bun struggled to get up, and smoked it by himself. Wipe your hands with a wet paper towel, and stretch out your hand to meet everyone's doting gaze: "Little, little uncle, give me a hug!"

"Wow!"

As if he had won a lottery, Feng Jihai let out a monster cry, and jumped over to hug him from his elder brother's arms. Since his full attention was on Xiao Baozi, he didn't notice it at all, and his elder brother suddenly fell into a deep sigh. But Feng Jihan and the others couldn't help clenching their fists to cover their mouths and snickering, the sixth child is going to be in trouble.

"Brother, what are your plans for the next step?"

Feng Jiye, who also saw that his elder brother was dissatisfied, kindly drew his attention away, everyone just came back today, as an older brother, he should take good care of his younger brother.

"Ok?"

Turning his head to meet his gaze, Feng Jichen's eyes flickered, and the smile on the corner of his mouth slowly settled: "After burying father first, let's talk about it. Where are father and aunts and uncles buried? Father explained before he died, let us They were buried together, and he said that he was ashamed of them during his lifetime, and he could only make up for it after his death."

And Xiaoqi, even if he didn't know about it, he could guess that after the collapse of the University Scholars' Mansion, the members of the Feng family would not allow them to be buried in the family cemetery. He didn't bury him. Although his father is gone now, he is still there. He will not spare any of the members of the Feng family, and they will never want to take whatever they want from them like before!