Chapter 249: Zhan Yifeng's farewell
Didn't live in yourself?Zhan Yifeng's eyebrows frowned, what does this mean?
He looked up at his grandfather again, puzzled in his eyes.
Grandpa laughed, he stroked his beard, and looked at him with a smile, "Yifeng, look at this tea, why do you think this tea is delicious?
Zhan Yifeng returned his gaze to the teacup in his hand, and he looked at the clear tea in the cup hesitantly.
"Because it's fragrant, I think it's delicious, and if I don't think it's delicious, it's because it's not fragrant enough. ”
"Well, so your joy will be carried away by the outside world...... My grandfather felt that whether the tea was fragrant or not, it was sweet in the mouth. ”
As he spoke, he poured himself another cup of tea.
Don't be taken away by the outside world?Zhan Yifeng pondered. In fact, he had already decided to make himself disappear in order to die, but there was always a kind of unwillingness in his heart, and that unwillingness was what his grandfather said, right?
"Yifeng, don't listen to your grandfather's nonsense, he can't do it himself, he thinks about cultivating better new tea every day......" Grandma laughed beside her.
"Hehehe...... Yes, yes, I can't do it yet, it's hard to do it completely......" Grandpa didn't care, and happily continued to stubble.
"Qingqing thinks it's delicious, Qingqing will drink it, Qingqing thinks it's not delicious, Qingqing won't drink it......" Qingqing suddenly interjected, and when she said that it was not delicious, her little face also made a look of disgust.
All three were stunned for a moment, a moment later.
"Hahaha...... Good, good, or Qingqing is the most transparent, drink if you like, don't drink if you don't like, don't be delicate, don't be pretentious, this is really living in yourself. ”
He gave Qingqing a thumbs up, and Qingqing clapped his hands with joy.
If you want to do it, you can do it, if you don't want to do it, don't do it, it's just that simple. Zhan Yifeng also suddenly realized, it turned out that they were just thinking too much, only Aunt Qingqing, she really only lived in herself.
He wants to be perfect, and the answer is already clear, so why think so much else?
"Auntie, you're awesome!" he gave her a thumbs up.
"Qingqing is awesome...... Qingqing is awesome...... "Qingqing learned from them, and they also gave themselves a thumbs up."
"Hehehe......"
Zhan Yifeng accompanied his grandparents to drink tea, and Lu Qingfeng came out of the conference hall to talk about things.
"Yifeng, what's wrong?"
Her reaction was the same as Zhan Zhenting, this son was too conformist, she never thought he would come here during class time.
"Mom, I'll come over and ask my grandfather a few questions. ”
"So now there's an answer?"
"Hmm. Zhan Yifeng nodded.
"Okay, then let's go eat something with my mother, I'm starving. She touched her stomach and stepped forward to hook Zhan Yifeng's arm.
"My sons are already that tall. Lu Qingfeng compared the gap between himself and him and sighed.
"Mom, because I eat a lot, do you want me to cook a bowl of noodles for you to eat, and you will grow as tall as me after eating. ”
and Lu Qingfeng's mother, whether it is Zhan Yifeng or Zhan Nianfeng, can joke very casually, because she is really casual and bold.
"Okay, mom hasn't eaten Yifeng's boiled noodles yet, you must eat them, but okay, mom shouldn't grow so tall, you are not allowed to secretly put baking powder in it." ”
"Obey ......"
The mother and son returned to the villa in front of them with a smile.
"What do you say, so happy?" Seeing Lu Qingfeng come back, the expression on Zhan Zhenting's face naturally softened.
"Yifeng wants to cook noodles for me to eat, do you want to eat them? She smiled at Zhan Zhenting.
"Then let me dip your light in your light, Ms. Lu Qingfeng. ”
Zhan Yifeng left them behind and went into the kitchen by himself, this was the first time he made noodles for his father and mother, his hands trembled slightly, this bowl of noodles was his gratitude to them for the past 19 years.
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When he returned to the "base", it was already four o'clock in the afternoon, and he went to Zhan's family, and since he had decided, he didn't want to delay any longer.
Maybe tomorrow, he will hesitate and hesitate again.
Zhan's building is very close to the Fengzhan Building, and he only needs to walk ten minutes to get there. He looked up at the tall building that shone golden in the sun, and the loneliness in his heart arose again.
All along, he thought that his end would be in the Zhan family, and he wanted to assist his eldest brother to carry the Zhan family even more. All his efforts are also aimed at entering the Zhan clan in the future.
And he didn't expect that he was about to disappear before he entered the Zhan clan. Zhan's not only did not become his end, but it was not even the starting point.
Life has changed so much, who would have thought that what you think today can come true tomorrow? The only thing we can grasp is the present.
But in the past, he would not regret the efforts he made for Zhan's family, and those efforts made him more and more excellent, and also made him encounter a young death.
In the end, the substitution of Zhan became his end, and he had no regrets about this end. This is fate, and every step that follows one's heart will not be in vain.
He walked slowly through the lobby of the Jin's family, and from time to time an employee of the Zhan clan recognized him and greeted him, and he responded to each of them with a smile.
He did not directly enter the president's elevator, but entered the ordinary employee elevator, and slowly turned up layer by layer.
He will never see these familiar scenes again, is it a pity? But he no longer regrets and hesitates, because he has a more important choice.
By the time he walked into the president's office on the top floor, it was already half past five, and the secretaries in the office had left one after another.
"Why are you here at this time?" Zhan Yuxuan looked at him in surprise.
"I went back to Feitian City today, and my grandfather asked me to bring you some tea that he cultivated himself. Zhan Yifeng put the small pot of tea in his hand on his desk.
He looked at his desk stacked with papers, frowning slightly.
"Brother, don't just know how to work, and give yourself a vacation when appropriate, you can't make enough money. ”
In the past, he thought that he could help him in the future, but now the Zhan clan can only rely on him. Zhan Nianfeng is not interested in business at all, and he only has his detective agency and death in his heart.
"Well, I'll be able to relax when you graduate. Zhan Yuxuan didn't realize it at all.
"Brother, you can't always think about waiting for others to help you before you can rest, this is a matter of consciousness, you know? You must first have the consciousness of resting and relaxing, otherwise even if a hundred people come to help you, you will still not be able to stop. ”
Since listening to Aunt Qingqing's words without a trace of distraction, he has completely let it go. Whether it is facing his mother or his brother, he can treat each other calmly.
At this moment today, he is still there, why should he live until he is not there tomorrow?
"Okay, I got it. Zhan Yuxuan glanced at him deeply, "You seem to be a lot more cheerful today, are you influenced by your mother?"
"Well, I have to go back to see my parents more often, which is really beneficial. He was half-joking.
He can't fulfill his filial piety, and he can only hope that they can help him do more.
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