Mr. Feng took a step forward, looked at Peng Yuanzheng and smiled, "Son, I also tell you, you are not climbing high branches, you are going home! The door of the Feng family will always be open to you."
As he said that, a black stretched limousine drove over, and two tall, well-dressed young men quickly jumped out of the car, opened the door, and stood respectfully on one side.
After Mr. Feng finished speaking, he bent down and got into the car, and nodded gently to Peng Yuanzheng.
Before getting into the car, Mrs. Feng held Peng Yuanzheng's hand tightly and looked at it with tears for a while. Then she took out a card from her pocket and stuffed it into Peng Yuanzheng's hand. She said softly, "My child, this is
It’s grandma’s home phone number. If you have any problems, call grandma directly.”
"You kid...Hey!" Old Mrs. Feng turned around and glared at Feng Yuanhua, raised her finger and shook her head slightly.
Feng Yuanhua shuddered in his heart. He knew that he had backfired today and his "disturbance plan" did not succeed. Instead, he lost points in front of his grandparents. He couldn't help but feel very upset, and his disgust and resistance to Peng Yuanzheng became even stronger.
Mr. and Mrs. Feng got in the car and left.
Peng Yuanzheng breathed a sigh of relief. He knew in his heart that the family recognition was basically over. Next, the Feng family would arrange a blood test between him and Mr. Feng. As soon as the test results came out, he would be the third generation of the Feng family.
But to be honest, Feng Yuanzheng does not want to recognize his ancestors and change his surname to Feng for the time being. He knows very well that without his father's presence, he and his mother are alone, and it may not be a good thing to join the Feng family in a hurry.
It would be better to hide his identity and become a descendant of the Feng family in the opposition. With this secret identity and his personal abilities, he believed that he could carve out a smooth path in the officialdom.
Feng Qianru smiled happily at the side. She walked over and stretched out her hand to Peng Yuanzheng, saying playfully, "Should I call you cousin or coach Peng?"
Peng Yuanzheng smiled and said, "Just call me Peng Yuanzheng."
"Why are you so pretentious? I'm afraid I wish I could change it to Feng Yuanzheng right away." Feng Yuanhua stood to one side and sneered with some reluctance.
"Yuanhua, what are you talking about! Don't go too far." Feng Qianru said dissatisfied.
"I will always be Peng Yuanzheng, and there will be no change in this. Don't worry, I won't compete with children for toys." Peng Yuanzheng said lightly, with a hint of sarcasm.
"You...can you grab it if you want? Ridiculous!" No matter how calm Feng Yuanhua's temperament is, he is still young and energetic, and he is a son of a wealthy family. He is born with a domineering temperament in his bones. He became angry and wanted to explode, but
After all, he suppressed it, glared at Peng Yuanzheng bitterly, and walked away.
"Yuanhua just spoke a little harshly, but he's actually not a bad person. Haha, don't argue with him." Feng Qianru let out a deep breath and tried to smooth things over.
Peng Yuanzheng smiled again, "It doesn't matter, I won't care. Maybe, maybe my appearance was a bit sudden for him. In fact, I also felt it was very sudden... in the car.
Mrs. Feng kept mumbling, complaining that Mr. Feng did not directly let Peng Yuanzheng recognize his ancestor and accept him as a member of the family.
Mr. Feng couldn't help frowning and smiling bitterly, "Shu Zhen, what are you yelling about? When did I say that I don't recognize this child? But our Feng family is not an ordinary family. We must be cautious when recognizing relatives. I also have to check the character of this child.
, and at the same time, we have to do a blood test - well, don't say any more, I have arranged for Bo Tao to handle it."
"What else are you doing for identification? Look at that child's facial features and eyebrows, they look exactly like you did when you were young! And that stubborn temper is exactly the same!" Old Mrs. Feng said loudly and dissatisfied.
Mr. Feng smiled, "His temperament is similar to when I was young, a bit arrogant!"
Mr. Feng's eyebrows flashed with a trace of satisfaction.
According to Mr. Feng's wishes, Feng Botao asked his daughter Feng Qianru to arrange for Peng Yuanzheng to stay in a nearby star-rated hotel. Then Mr. Feng's health doctor would go there in person to take Peng Yuanzheng's blood sample, and together with Mr. Feng's blood sample, immediately fly to the United States to report the case.
Check.
At this time, there was no DNA identification technology in China, and only the United States had it. In the United States, the technology of intergenerational bloodline identification has basically matured.
The next morning, three of Mr. Feng's health doctors rushed to the hotel and took Peng Yuanzheng's blood sample. After that, Peng Yuanzheng asked Feng Qianru to return to Xin'an.
The Feng family's opinion was for Peng Yuanzheng to stay in the capital and wait for the identification results from the United States. But this would have to wait at least ten days. After being away from home for more than a week, Peng Yuanzheng was a little worried about his mother and insisted on leaving.
Feng Qianru had no choice. After consulting her father Feng Botao, she wanted to send a car to take Peng Yuanzheng back, but Peng Yuanzheng refused, so she had to send her to the train station and watched Peng Yuanzheng board the train bound for Xin'an City, Jiangbei Province.
Peng Yuanzheng left, but the Feng family became extremely uneasy because of this... Ten days later.
Feng Botao was extremely excited, holding the appraisal results telexed back from the United States, and drove into the Dahongmen. After calling the guard to apply for release, he entered the small villa No. 3 belonging to his old man.
Mr. Feng had just received a distinguished guest and was sipping tea in the living room. When he saw his eldest son Feng Botao rushing in excitedly, he raised his eyebrows and slowly put down the antique blue and white porcelain tea cup in his hand, making a gentle hum.
Feng Botao calmed down and said with a respectful smile, "Dad, the results of the United States are here. That child..."
Before Feng Botao finished speaking, he was interrupted by Mr. Feng, "I already know the result, and it was actually within my expectation. Originally, this identification was just for the sake of caution. Flesh and bones are connected, and blood is thicker than water.
This child is a descendant of our Feng family at first glance."
"Well, Dad, do you want to tell Berlin and Boxia the results?"
"Of course I have to tell them." Mr. Feng pondered for a moment, then said with a solemn expression, "Let them know what they are doing and do things in a certain way. They can't even tolerate their own relatives, let alone outsiders."
"Okay, Dad." Feng Botao immediately smiled and said, "Dad, won't you take this child and her mother to Beijing?"
Mr. Feng shook his head, "My opinion is that it is better to let him stay down below to exercise for the time being and maintain the status quo. Coming to Beijing now may not be the best arrangement for him. Let's wait for a while and see what happens.
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Feng Botao immediately understood his father's intention. The reason why his father did not want to disclose the information about the recovery of his lost relatives for the time being was that, in addition to various complex considerations related to his special status, the most important thing was probably the internal harmony of the Feng family, and he did not want to cause any trouble.
To make people laugh.
He did not reject this nephew who was born out of the blue. However, his younger brother Feng Bolin's family obviously did not like the addition of a third generation direct descendant in the family to compete for the old man's favor.
Feng Botao sighed softly in his heart. He had nothing to do with the selfishness of his younger brother and his family, and could only hope that the old man would suppress him. In this case, it would be better to let Peng Yuanzheng and his son postpone their visit to Beijing, so as to leave a buffer and peace for Feng Bolin's family of four.
It's time to accept it slowly.
"Bo Tao, ask that kid to come right away. I want to see him." The old man's majestic and deep voice came to his ears, and Feng Bo Tao nodded silently.q
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