Great changes in the countryside

Chapter 550 Three things about Mr. Feng

Zhang Ma got up and went to open the door.

But Mama Zhang came back immediately.

"Xiao Chen, this is our neighbor, Mr. Feng."

"Mr. Feng?" Chen Yang muttered to himself, what's going on, no one paid attention to me before, but now I'm a hot commodity.

This Mr. Feng, whose full name is Feng Renshan, is a well-known university scholar and expert in ancient Chinese characters. He is in his seventies this year.

Mr. Feng was originally a professor at Fudan University, and is still working at the Shanghai Academy of Social Sciences.Several children in the family are in other places and foreign countries, and only my wife and nanny are around.

Chen Yang has never met Mr. Feng's wife. He only heard from Professor Ye that his wife had a stroke more than ten years ago and has been paralyzed in bed.

Chen Yang met Mr. Feng on the road, but Mr. Feng has a characteristic. He walks on crutches and hardly looks at passers-by, so he never looks at Chen Yang.

Of course, Chen Yang didn't care. Even Professor Ye, a dignified university student, called him a senior. It's normal for him not to be looked at seriously.

Chen Yang still has low self-esteem. He is a university student, and his level is too low to be able to climb high.

"Mother Zhang, where is Mr. Feng? Why don't you come in?"

"He won't come in, I don't know why."

Chen Yang hurriedly got up and left.

Sure enough, Mr. Feng was standing at the door leaning on a cane.

Chen Yang hurriedly said, "Mr. Feng, hello."

Unexpectedly, Mr. Feng bowed to Chen Yang.

Chen Yang was dumbfounded.

While returning the gift, Chen Yang asked, "Mr. Feng, what are you doing?"

Mr. Feng had no expression on his face, "Chen Yang, right?"

"Yes, everyone calls me Xiao Chen, Mr. Feng can call me Xiao Chen."

"Xiao Chen, this old man has something to ask for."

"Mr. Feng, please go to the main room to talk."

"is it okay?"

"Please."

Chen Yang helped Mr. Feng into the yard, and then into the main room.

Chen Yang sat down on the sofa with Mr. Feng.

Mama Zhang made two cups of tea.

Chen Yang also took out a cigarette.

Mr. Feng only drinks tea and does not smoke.

"Mr. Feng, what's the matter with you?"

"three things."

"You say."

Mr. Feng said: "I smelled the wine you sold last night, and I want to buy a few jars to eat."

Chen Yang almost laughed. It seems that this great scholar is also a good drinker.

"Mr. Feng, I'm not a wine seller. My rice wine is brewed by myself. I shipped it to Shanghai and drank it myself."

"Oh, it's not for sale."

"However, it's only for gift and not for sale."

Mr. Feng's face was still as pale as water.

"Mr. Feng, I will send you two altars to taste, and I will give you more if you can."

"You don't get paid without merit, and you don't get paid without merit."

Chen Yangdao: "Mr. Feng, we businessmen have a saying that tobacco and alcohol are not separated. You and I are neighbors, so why not reciprocate courtesy."

Mr. Feng hesitated for a moment, as if he had made up his mind, "Okay, I'll accept it."

"Mr. Feng, please tell me the second thing."

Mr. Feng said: "My wife is sick in bed and sometimes needs to go to the hospital for treatment. But it is inconvenient to get in and out here, and I often can't get a car. I heard that you have a car, so can you help me in the future?"

Chen Yang said bluntly: "Mr. Feng, as long as I am at home, you can call me whenever you want, and I will be there."

"really?"

"Really, [-] percent."

"Thank you, old man."

"Mr. Feng, you are being polite. Tell me, what else do you want?"

Mr. Feng was silent for a while.

"Xiao Chen, you have to agree to this matter first, and then I will say it."

Now it was Chen Yang's turn to hesitate.

Chen Yang smiled and said, "Mr. Feng, you make it difficult for me. If it's something I can't do, it's useless if I promise you."

"You must be able to do this. On this street, you are the only one who can do it."

Chen Yang was ruthless, "Okay, I promise you."

"If one day my house catches fire and you happen to be here again, please don't go to rescue people first. The room next to you on the second floor of my house, and the half room behind it are all filled with my research materials. Desperate to snatch them out first."

Chen Yang was dumbfounded.

Mr. Feng stood up and bowed to Chen Yang, "Master Chen, Comrade Chen, please, please."

Chen Yang hurriedly stood up, "Mr. Feng, I assure you."

Mr. Feng nodded, "Excuse me." He turned and walked out.

Chen Yang ran to take out two jars of wine and sent them to the gate of Feng's courtyard.

Mr. Feng didn't say please come in, but when he saw Chen Yang put the two jars of wine on the ground inside the door, he reached out and closed the door.

Chen Yang stood respectfully, watching the wooden door slowly close.

What a strange and respectable old man.

Chen Yang was amused in his heart, because Professor Ye said that the people who live here are all eccentric guys except they are full of knowledge.

However, being in it is a different kind of fun.

October passed quickly.

November is the beginning of winter.

Ma Zhenguo was finally discharged from the hospital.

In order to thank everyone for their concern, Ma Zhenguo held a banquet to thank everyone, and set up six tables in the International Hotel in Shanghai.

According to what Shanghai said at the time, those who could enter and leave the Shanghai International Hotel were all prominent figures from all walks of life.

If there is a big banquet in an international hotel, if it is not someone from a government agency, it is a big boss or a big celebrity.

Chen Yang was most afraid of this kind of occasion. Although Ma Zhenguo repeatedly invited him, he still insisted on not going.

Ma Zhenguo understood Chen Yang and was not angry.

On the contrary, both he and Zhou Yugang admired Chen Yang's low profile.

A few days later, in a small restaurant, Ma Zhenguo invited Chen Yang alone, and at the same time invited Zhou Yugang, Li Xianhua and Li Xianming to accompany him.

Chen Yang was concerned about Ma Zhenguo's health, "Old Ma, can't you drink too much?"

Ma Zhenguo patted himself on the chest, still speaking boldly, "Sanjin Laobaigan, it's still fine."

Li Xianming smiled and said, "Old Ma, you can brag. If sister-in-law is here, you dare to drink three catties, and we will admire you."

Zhou Yugang smiled and said: "Xiao Chen, you don't know, Lao Ma promised his wife that this drink will be the last time he drinks outside."

Chen Yang snorted, "What's the matter?"

Li Xianhua said: "The situation is like this. My sister-in-law thinks that Lao Ma participated in the fight this time because he drank alcohol. So my sister-in-law asked that Lao Ma can no longer drink outside."

Chen Yang smiled, "So, Lao Ma agrees?"

Li Xianming said: "Divorce if you don't agree, Lao Ma is restrained by this trick."

Chen Yang looked at Ma Zhenguo and said, "Old Ma, sister-in-law has an expert behind her to give advice."

Ma Zhenguo smiled hey.

Zhou Yugang said: "Xiao Chen, you are right. Lao Ma's eldest sister has come to Shanghai. With this elder sister here, Lao Ma has become a strict wife."

Everyone laughed.

The eldest sister is like a mother, this sentence is most appropriate for the old horse.

Lao Ma lost his father and mother when he was young, and he was able to grow up only because of his elder sister who was ten years older than him.

Lao Ma is not afraid of anything, but he is afraid that the elder sister will scold him.

The eldest sister retired and came to Shanghai to join the old horse, and brought the old horse under control.

Chen Yang concluded: "Lao Ma, this is a good thing."

The other three also shouted: "This is a good thing."

The old horse lamented with a mournful face, "But I can no longer drink to my heart's content."

(End of this chapter)