Second update, please click, collect and recommend...Chapter 012: Meet Feng’s eldest son
Following Mr. Feng's order, Feng Botao stayed at home for a whole afternoon doing nothing, making a series of phone calls, and then waited for the news. In the evening, the message from Xin'an City, Jiangbei Province proved that everything had been resolved again.
Check.
Feng Botao breathed a sigh of relief and decided to meet Peng Yuanzheng, who appeared out of nowhere and might be his nephew.
On the morning of the third day, Feng Qianru, who had been waiting for nothing, finally waited for Peng Yuanzheng to arrive unexpectedly.
Feng Qianru remembered her father's instructions, calmed herself down, walked over to greet Peng Yuanzheng with a smile, casually found an excuse to send Jiao Nianbo and several other team members away, and then took the initiative to invite Peng Yuanzheng to have lunch with her.
Feng Qianru was a high-ranking goddess at Jinghua University. Although she was a famous campus beauty, few boys of the same age dared to pursue her. Otherwise, it was because of her unattainable life experience.
The reason why Jiao Nianbo and Feng Qianru are relatively familiar is because they are both Tai Chi enthusiasts and they formed a team to perform at the school anniversary party.
Because of this, when Feng Qianru "uncharacteristically" invited Peng Yuanzheng to have a meal alone, the expressions on the faces of Jiao Nianbo and others became very wonderful, and they could not help but secretly lament whether Peng Yuanzheng was going to have good luck.
Peng Yuanzheng was calm, and he calmly walked out of the campus with Feng Qianru, and then entered a restaurant with a relatively elegant decoration.
After sitting down, Feng Qianru ordered a few dishes, then smiled and said, "Coach Peng, that's it. I happen to know an expert on cultural relics. Aren't you looking for someone to appraise the jade pendant passed down from family to family? Otherwise, I will recommend it to you."
Can you guys meet me soon?"
Peng Yuanzheng pretended to be startled and laughed, "Thank you. However, I have some other things to be busy with today. Let's talk about it another day - by the way, this is a photo of the jade pendant. Please show it to the experts.
If it is really possible that it is a cultural relic, I will ask you for help."
Peng Yuanzheng took out the photo of the jade pendant he had prepared from his bag and handed it over.
Feng Qianru took it very unexpectedly, and the corners of her soft mouth twitched slightly.
While eating, despite Feng Qianru's probing in every possible way, Peng Yuanzheng was confident in his answer and answered it flawlessly. In desperation, Feng Qianru took the opportunity to go to the bathroom and called her father Feng Botao, preparing to ask his father to meet Peng Yuanzheng in person. Unexpectedly, Peng Yuanzheng once again downplayed it.
Say goodbye and get away.
Peng Yuanzheng left the restaurant and walked forward for a while. He found a black car following behind him. He was frightened. He immediately reached out and stopped a taxi and went straight to the suburbs. He got off the car in the suburbs and walked along
After walking along the road for more than ten minutes, we took a taxi back to the city again, walked around the city, and then got off the car and returned to Wang Biao's home.
The driver of the Feng family lost track of Peng Yuanzheng and reported to Feng Botao with some fear.
Feng Botao sat in the study and looked up at his daughter Feng Qianru, who also had a complicated face, and frowned.
After a long time, he slowly stood up and took the photo of the dragon-patterned jade pendant that Feng Qianru brought back, drove into the Dahongmen, and entered the small courtyard No. 3 where Mr. and Mrs. Feng lived alone.
Mr. Feng and his wife live in Dahongmen. Even his son and daughter are not qualified to live in Dahongmen permanently.
Mr. Feng put on his glasses and looked at the photo carefully at the desk. He was silent for a long time. But Feng Botao clearly saw that his father's shoulders were shaking slightly and his hands were trembling.
"Bo Tao, this jade pendant is real. It was a treasure that my third master brought out of the palace, and then passed it on to your grandfather. Before I joined the revolution, your grandfather passed the jade pendant to me." Mr. Feng slowly raised his head.
At first, his expression was serious and solemn, "If you have a jade pendant, it must be your brother's birth date and identification certificate that I wrote in my own hand back then. Go and meet this child. If he really has my handwriting in his hand - I will see him."
meet him!"
Mr. Feng's voice was calm but firm, and his eyes were stern but persistent.
Feng Botao agreed, knowing in his heart that if this child of the Peng family was really the son of his second brother who had been separated back then, the old man would definitely recognize him.
Two days later.
Feng Botao, accompanied by Feng Qianru, finally met Peng Yuanzheng on the campus of Jinghua University, who came again to give Tai Chi instruction to the team members.
Peng Yuanzheng was boxing on the court, his movements were leisurely and unrestrained. Looking from Feng Botao's perspective, his back and facial contours had faint shadows of Feng when he was young.
After Jiao Nianbo and other team members had finished the drill and dispersed, Feng Botao slowly walked over and looked Peng Yuanzheng up and down.
Feng Qianru smiled softly and said, "Coach Peng, this is the cultural relic expert I'm talking about, Professor Feng. Professor Feng is a famous archaeologist. Professor Feng saw your jade pendant and rated it very highly."
Peng Yuanzheng had actually noticed Feng Botao's existence a long time ago.
Although this man was dressed very ordinary, he had an invisible majesty and a calm demeanor when he stood there. He looked like a man who had been in power for a long time. Hearing Feng Qianru call him "Professor Feng", Peng Yuanzheng couldn't help but want to laugh.
"Hello, Professor Feng." Peng Yuanzheng smiled modestly and reached out to shake Feng Botao's hand.
Feng Botao's hand reached out lightly, and his gesture was very soft. He let Peng Yuanzheng give it a gentle squeeze, and then took it back.
This is almost the natural handshake posture of leading cadres when facing subordinates. If shaking hands with superiors, the hand must be extended out to the boss, and then hold the other party tightly to show respect.
Although Peng Yuanzheng was unhappy in officialdom in his previous life, as a member of officialdom, he was well versed in the ways of it.
Such a small detail is enough to expose Feng Botao's true identity.
Of course, Peng Yuanzheng could only pretend to be confused.
No matter what, he couldn't let the Feng family feel that he came here intentionally to find relatives, so as not to be underestimated. Some of the joints, he couldn't explain clearly to the Feng family... Xiao Peng, can I ask you?
Is this jade pendant a family heirloom? According to my judgment, this dragon-patterned jade pendant comes from the former Qing Dynasty palace. It is an extremely precious palace accessory that is rarely seen among the people." Feng Botao smiled and tried.
"That's right. It was left by my father. It was a certificate of life experience left by my father's father." Peng Yuanzheng said seriously, "There is also a document left by my father's father.
Professor Feng, take a look."
As he said that, Peng Yuanzheng took the initiative to take out another photo from his bag, which was the handwriting left by Mr. Feng back then.
Feng Botao calmed down and stared down at the photo in his hand. The handwriting on the photo was clearly legible, and the familiar handwriting of his old man was clearly visible, and Feng Botao's heart suddenly stirred.
He could almost conclude that the young man in front of him must be the descendant of his second brother who was separated during the Anti-Japanese War. Because there may be "twists and turns" in the ownership of the jade pendant, but Mr. Feng's handwriting is difficult to forge.
Peng Yuanzheng saw that Feng Botao's hand holding the photo was shaking slightly, and he felt slightly excited, but in an instant, he adjusted his emotions.
Feng Botao let out a sigh of relief, held the photo as if nothing had happened, and said with a smile, "This handwritten letter seems to be a few years old. By the way, Xiao Peng, this kind of precious treasure, why don't you keep it at home?"
Why bring it to the capital to collect it? Just to have it appraised?"q
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