At this time, Zhan Shaofeng was standing in the viewing pavilion of Zhan Yuan and looking down. I saw that the water surface of the West Lake was as flat as a mirror, and it was dyed a large area of warm yellow against the background of the setting sun. The lake was very quiet, and occasionally a small boat paddled through the middle of the lake, which brought ripples on the surface of the lake, and flashed a little golden light. He looked across the lake again, and saw that the willows on the Su Causeway were rows, but the leaves had already withered, and only the bare branches were left hanging down, revealing some of the gloomy meaning of late autumn. It's just that this little autumn cold is nothing to Zhan Shaofeng, who grew up in the northwest.

Suddenly, he felt a gaze from behind him, so he quickly turned his head and met Zhan Wenbing's eager gaze. Seeing him turn around, Zhan Wenbing hurriedly withdrew his gaze, turned his head and chatted and laughed with the guests. Zhan Shaofeng glanced at him silently, then turned his head again, leaned on the railing and looked at the West Lake outside, and fell into a deep thought.

As early as ten days ago, after he sent Zhilan to the academy, he passed by a porcelain shop called "Sanxitang" on the way back to Qi Mansion, and suddenly heard a man's roar inside: "Zhan Wenbing! You're ruthless! Lao Tzu just bought a share in Baofeng Hall, why are you squeezing me to death like this! ”

"Zhan Wenbing", these words exploded in Zhan Shaofeng's ears like thunder, and he quickly stopped outside the store.

Yes, he knew his father's name. His mother, who didn't know a few Chinese characters, wrote them very skillfully, and gave him a Han name. His mother told him that his father was a businessman and that one day he would come to pick up the mother and son and go to the Central Plains to live a good life. When he was young, he looked forward to his father's arrival every day, and sneaked to the market when he had nothing to do, and when he saw a man dressed in the Central Plains, he went forward to inquire about the name, but every time he was disappointed. As their lives deteriorated, so did their mother's health. At a young age, he had to take on the responsibility of supporting his family early, getting up early and going out to work hard every day, just to earn a little money for medicine to maintain his mother's life. After a few years of delay, his mother finally left him. It was a cold winter night, and at the age of eight, he threw himself on his mother and cried, but he couldn't wake up his already cold body.

Since then, the eight-year-old has lived a life of endless suffering and wandering. He never mentioned the word father again, and the name "Zhan Wenbing" was also sealed in his memory.

He thought he had forgotten the name, and he could not imagine that many years later, when he heard these words again from someone else's mouth, they still slammed on his heart like a hammer.

Perhaps, this is just a coincidence with the same name and surname.

Zhan Shaofeng looked into the store, only to see a middle-aged man in a gray silk robe walking out of the counter with his hands behind his back, and said to another person with a calm face: "In the porcelain industry, who doesn't know that Baofeng Hall is the thorn in the side of my Sanxi Hall, since you have the courage to invest in their shares under my nose, I believe you also have the strength to bear this loss." ”

"You!" The man was nearly dying.

Zhan Shaofeng remembered that his mother also said that his father was in the porcelain business. Hearing this, he couldn't help but feel a move in his heart, and he wanted to go in and ask for more information. But when he thought about it, he remembered the look of longing for his mother when she was looking forward to her father's arrival, and the sadness and despair in her blue eyes before she died, Zhan Shaofeng's heart shrank again, and he dispelled that thought at once.

It doesn't matter who this person is. In his sixteen years of life, he has never had the role of a father. There was and is not, and there will not be.

So he left the shop without looking back, walking calmly and firmly.

I met this person again in front of the academy that day, and I realized that he still had a ten-year-old daughter. Seeing that he was looking at himself fixedly, Zhan Shaofeng was very calm in his heart. He didn't know, and he didn't want to know why.

In the past few days, both the young lady and the old man have tentatively asked some questions related to his life experience, and he chose to avoid answering. Today, I was invited to this Zhanyuan with the Lin family. All these signs made him have to think about the unavoidable question: Is this Zhan Wenbing his father?

At this time, I only heard Lin Mubai say behind him: "Shaofeng, we just talked about the customs and customs of the Western Regions. I remember your mother was from the Western Regions, right? ”

Zhan Shaofeng turned around and saw that a table of people were looking at him curiously.

"Yes." He replied.

Zhan Wenbing's heart was hot, and he blurted out and asked: "The names of the people in the Western Regions are very beautiful, I don't know your mother...... What is your name? After that, he looked at Zhan Shaofeng nervously, waiting for his answer.

Hearing this, Zhan Shaofeng turned his head to look at the man with an earnest face, and looked at him for a while before he replied lightly: "Parité." ”

Zhan Wen stood up from his chair suddenly, and everyone was startled by him, not knowing what he was going to do. I saw Zhan Wenbing eagerly walk around the table to Zhan Shaofeng, help him by the shoulder, and his eyes were already full of tears.

"Son...... You are my son! Zhan Wenbing was already choked up and couldn't help himself, and hugged Zhan Shaofeng in his arms.

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked.

Although Zhan Shaofeng had also thought of this possibility, when this moment really came, he didn't know how to deal with it. I saw that he was embarrassed to be hugged by Zhan Wenbing, and he didn't stay or stay when he stood still and walked.

Lin Mubai glanced at everyone at the table, and everyone left quietly, leaving only their father and son to recognize each other in the pavilion.

Before leaving, Zhilan also glanced back at Zhan Shaofeng worriedly, unable to say what she felt in her heart.

Outside the moon gate of the Lord with a view, several little sisters are wandering aimlessly along the lake. Qi Xuan was still immersed in the sudden confession scene just now, and she didn't react in a daze. Zhan Qingqing clapped her hands and giggled happily: "Oops, I thought I would lose my brother, but I didn't expect to gain an older brother!" Hey, hey, hey, that's a lot better than my brother! ”

Zhilan just lowered her head and silently kicked the pebbles on the road. At this moment, it seems that Zhan Shaofeng is indeed the son of the Zhan family, and there is no doubt about it. Being able to find her long-lost relatives, she is still very happy for Zhan Shaofeng. However, this also means that he will recognize his ancestors and return to his ancestors, and he will no longer be her personal guard. As soon as she thought of this, Zhilan felt uncomfortable in her heart. No matter how annoying this person is, he has been getting along for three or four years. She was about to leave all of a sudden, and she only felt empty in her heart, with a little cold and uneasy.

The little sisters had their own thoughts, and in a daze, they had already walked along the lakeside.

Just as Zhilan hung her head and was depressed, Zhan Qingqing suddenly laughed and shouted on the side: "Lan'er Lan'er! My brother is here! ”

Zhilan hurriedly looked up, only to see Zhan Shaofeng walking briskly from the moon gate from afar.

The little girls stood still by the lake, each guessing his intentions. Zhan Qingqing snickered while thinking that he must have come to recognize his sister, and busily straightened his pigtails. Qi Xuan was thinking that this guard had finally turned over and become the eldest young master of the Zhan family, two days ago, he seemed to have given him a blank look for something, don't come to her to settle accounts, right? Zhilan thought sadly that he must have come to say goodbye.

Seeing Zhan Shaofeng getting closer and closer, the three little girls looked at his tight handsome face blankly, but heard him speak: "Miss, the master has already told you not to go far alone. ”

"Huh?" Zhilan was stunned for a moment, looked at him in a daze and asked, "Aren't you all ......?"

Before Zhilan finished asking, Zhan Shaofeng said coldly: "No matter what, I am still Miss's guard." ”

Zhilan was not surprised to hear this, could it be that she had just admitted her wrong parent?

Zhan Qingqing, who was on the side, was anxious when he heard this: "Is my brother gone again?" ”