novelraw Chapter 168: 168 flattery
Chapter 168: 168 flattery
Chapter 168: 168 flattery
Chapter 168 168. Ingratiation
Feng Er frowned and looked at him. He was really his eldest brother's biological son. He had seen his eldest brother studying hard day and night since he was a child. He didn't expect Yunhe to go as far as he did. Is it possible that the Feng family's love of reading could be inherited?
Then why doesnt he have this awareness?
On the other hand, Yin Canwen, who was standing next to him, advised him, "Forget it, it's a good thing that the young master is motivated, so we won't disturb him."
Place the food he brought back next to the charcoal brazier. Worried that it would get cold, he soaked his hands in hot water and began to review what Master said today.
The atmosphere in the room was like this. It was no use even if Feng Er wanted to be lazy, so he had no choice but to read along.
I don't know how much time passed, but it was already dark outside. Feng Yunhe put down the book in his hand, and his face finally relaxed a lot. Seeing that his second uncle and uncle Yin were both burning the midnight oil, he didn't dare to disturb him and signaled to Han Jiang. He picked up the food box and went to the room next to him to start eating.
Opening the food box, the food was still warm, but it was not as tasty and tasty as when it was first brought out. However, Feng Yunhe had been hungry for a long time, so he could not take care of this at the moment, so he started to eat in big mouthfuls.
Six years old is when he starts to grow. In addition, Feng Er has taken time to supervise his physical exercise every day, so his appetite has increased a lot compared to before.
Hanjiang waited on the side, poured a cup of hot water and put it in Yunhe's hand, and said with some distress, "Brother, eat more slowly. If it's not enough, there are also pastries brought from home. The third lady specially prepared them for you." Yes, Im just worried that youll be hungry and have nothing to eat in the middle of the night.
When mentioning his aunt, Feng Yunhe Meiyan smiled happily.
"It doesn't matter, let's keep the pastries. My second uncle has already brought a lot of food."
Hanjiang nodded. Just when he was eating so much, there was a knock on the door outside the house.
The master and servant looked at each other, and Feng Yun and Cai asked loudly, "Who is outside?"
If it had been the second uncle or Uncle Yin, they would have pushed the door open long ago and would not have knocked on the door. Sure enough, they heard a deep voice, "Yunhe, I am Master Zhao."
Master Zhao is the master who specializes in teaching the children entering school at Yunqi Academy. His classes are easy to understand and very interesting.
He once said in class that reading should not just read what is in your hands, but should go deep into the people to perceive.
The grain seeds in March, the flowers blooming in April, the ponds in June, and the fruits in August. The growth of all things should be part of learning.
The night is getting thicker and thicker, the moon hangs like a hook in the sky, and the surrounding stars are twinkling.
The next day, the uncle and nephew got up early and walked in the yard.
At the same time, Feng Er also taught him some simple self-defense techniques. It would be useless for him to fight, but he could protect himself.
When Zheng was teaching carefully, he saw Wen Mengsheng walking in with the book boy.
He looked like a handsome nobleman again, pretending to be warm and gentle wherever he went. When Feng Er saw him, his face suddenly turned bad.
I couldn't get used to him before, mostly because of A Yao's hatred for him. Now after hearing about the marriage between the Wen family and Princess Changlin, I completely despise him.
Liang Pan is weak, but Wen Mengsheng is ruthless.
For those who use their own family as stepping stones to pave the way for the future, the Wen family and his son have done a great job!
Even though she knew he was coming, she didn't bother to pay attention to him, and said to Feng Yunhe, "Look ahead and concentrate on practicing."
"Brother Feng." Wen Mengsheng was very polite, but it was a pity that Feng Er didn't even raise his eyelids and only taught Feng Yunhe how to stabilize his foot plate.
Being ignored in this way, Wen Mengsheng naturally felt resentful in his heart. Unfortunately, he had important matters to come here today, so he had to pretend not to feel Feng Er's dislike and continue talking.
"Brother Feng, I and my father heard that Bai Xiang is seriously ill. There is a bottle of Thousand Spirit Pills passed down from our ancestors at home, which may be able to cure Bai Xiang's condition." After saying this, he took out the medicine bottle from his arms and handed it over.
The sincerity of his attitude made people feel that the Wen family was thoughtful and could even produce the elixir passed down from their ancestors.
Unfortunately, Feng Er did not accept this trick and said coldly to Wen Mengsheng, "Mr. Wen, please keep this thing for your own use. Grandfather's illness will be cured naturally with the miraculous medicine sent by the Holy Spirit."
Wen Mengsheng was so angry that he almost had a fit on the spot, but his father had already told him what to do, so he could only bear this tone.
"Brother Feng, there is no grudge between you and me, right? Why do you refuse people thousands of miles away? This medicine is a rare treasure. Even if Prime Minister Bai has given the medicine to you, it won't be a big deal for you to accept it."
"Hey, what Mr. Wen said, of course you have no grudge against me, but I never owe anyone any favors. I accepted this bottle of medicine from you today, but I'm afraid I'll have to pay it back myself tomorrow."
The words satirize the Wen family and his sons for eating people without spitting out bones.