Love Apartment: Yifei is my junior aunt

Chapter 278 Come Home Often

"Let's not talk about him anymore. He's over sixty and a grandfather, but he still can't keep his mouth shut."

The old man looked at the group of energetic children with a kind expression: "You must be exhausted from such a long journey. Don't just stand here like an idiot. Hurry up and come inside. Make yourself at home."

As he spoke, the old man reached out to help Wanyu with her suitcase, which startled Wanyu.

"How could I trouble you? I can take it myself."

Wan Yu quickly protected the suitcase in her hands; she couldn't let a nearly ninety-year-old man help her carry it.

The old man chuckled and said, "I've already told you to treat this place like your own home. We're all family, so what's the trouble?"

Wan Yu said firmly, "Even if I consider this my home, I don't ask my elders to help me with my luggage."

The old man smiled and said, "Good, young people these days have good ideas."

"Then Nanfeng, you can take your friends inside. I reckon your grandma has already prepared rooms for all of you."

"it is good."

Nanfeng nodded, then couldn't help but ask curiously, "Great-Grandpa, what did you two argue about this time?"

Nanfeng's question immediately made Wanyu and the other two's eyes light up; they were also very curious about this matter.

When this matter was brought up, the originally kind and amiable old man suddenly started cursing and swearing, and the cane in his hand kept hitting the ground with a banging sound.

"What else could it be? This brat cheated while playing chess with Xiaoyuan."

"During the Chinese New Year, he almost made Xiaoyuan sick with anger, and he still had the nerve to say that she couldn't take a joke. He's made our family lose all face."

Nanfeng's lips twitched upon hearing this.

Grandpa, you need to take it easy. With your temper, Grandpa Yuan is your only good friend. If you make him sick, no one will want to play with you anymore.

Wanyu, ever the curious one, asked, "What is this Xiaoyuan...?"

"Yifei's maternal grandfather was probably my grandfather's only good friend," Nanfeng explained softly.

"ah."

Wan Yu exclaimed in surprise, and Guan Gu and Zhang Wei also widened their eyes.

Goodness, it turns out Nanfeng and Yifei are old family friends.

The old man grew angrier and angrier as he spoke, and finally he slammed his cane heavily into the ground.

"No, I still have to beat him up!" With that, he turned and walked towards the old house.

Judging from the old man's swift and powerful stride, it's clear that he doesn't usually need a cane. Perhaps the cane's main purpose is to be able to slap his son in a dignified manner anytime, anywhere.

"Nanfeng...your house is so lively!"

Although Zhang Wei's words were just a joke, there was a genuine sense of envy in his eyes.

For an orphan like him who has no parents, it is difficult to even imagine living with his parents, let alone imagine what it would be like to live with his grandfather and great-grandfather, who are completely beyond his comprehension.

Nanfeng had no idea what Zhang Wei was thinking. He just said with a wry smile, "You see those two chasing and fighting like this now, but I actually got beaten up quite a bit when I was a kid."

Given their family's strong tradition of martial arts, there's certainly no rule against hitting children.

Moreover, the elders in the family are all martial arts practitioners, and their attacks are absolutely ruthless, vicious, and precise.

For a specific example, you can refer to Hu Yifei's beating of Zeng Xiaoxian.

If this example is somewhat outdated, you can look forward to the latest tutorial after the Chinese New Year.

After all, given Zeng Xiaoxian's domineering behavior these past few days, Nanfeng couldn't think of any reason why Yifei wouldn't give him a good beating.

Nanfeng clapped his hands and called to the three of them, "Let's go, let's take our luggage inside..."

He let out a soft "Huh?" and stared blankly at his empty hands: "Where's my luggage?"

"Your luggage?"

Wan Yu and the other two exchanged glances. Guangu reminded Nanfeng, "I haven't seen you take any luggage on the bus from the beginning. I thought it was because you're going back to your hometown and don't need to bring any luggage."

"That's it."

Nanfeng was on the verge of tears: "I think I left my luggage at the apartment."

The three of them burst into laughter.

……

Nanfeng clearly had no interest in turning back to get his luggage right now, so he could only helplessly lead the three of them into the old house.

In the old house, Wanyu and the other two also met Nanfeng's grandmother.

Nanfeng's grandmother is a gentle and wise old woman. Even though she is now over sixty years old, you can still tell that she was once a rare beauty.

As early as when Nanfeng mentioned that he was bringing some friends home for the Chinese New Year, she had already prepared rooms for Wanyu and the other two, and after asking Nanfeng, she made some extra arrangements for their rooms.

For example, Wan Yu's room has a dressing table and brown sugar ginger tea powder, Guangu's bedroom bookshelf has Nanfeng's childhood comics and picture books, and Zhang Wei's room has a lot of... milk and instant noodles.

Although Nanfeng's grandmother didn't understand why some people's hobbies were drinking milk and eating instant noodles, it didn't stop her from decorating the room according to the preferences of young people.

Therefore, it can be seen that Nanfeng's meticulousness, even if not inherited, can be attributed to his teachings and example.

Aside from Nanfeng's parents and her great-grandmother who passed away peacefully a few years ago, the three elderly people in this old house are Nanfeng's closest relatives.

At this moment, Wanyu and the other two were still groping their way to their temporary rooms, while Nanfeng was resting with his eyes closed in his own room.

Although he might chat with the people in the car while driving, he is actually an extremely focused and serious driver.

After all, if Nanfeng doesn't drive carefully after a car accident, he must be thinking he's lived too long.

That's why he felt very tired after driving for half a day.

But then the old man opened the door and walked in without even knocking.

Nanfeng looked helpless, but still opened her eyes, stood up, and asked, "Grandpa, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing, I just came to see you."

The old man looked at Nanfeng with a sigh, his eyes almost overflowing with concern and worry.

But the things he said...

"I'm relieved to see you're still alive."

Upon hearing this, Nanfeng felt dizzy, utterly at a loss for how to respond to her grandfather's unusual concern.

After a moment of silence, he could only say dryly, "I'm in good health lately, there's nothing to worry about."

The old man nodded, then suddenly asked, "Is that girl named Wanyu the one you like?"

"No, Wanyu is just a good friend of mine, but Zhanbo likes him quite a bit."

"That's good."

The old man let out a long sigh, and then began to earnestly lecture Nanfeng.

"You know your current situation. Don't go around hurting girls until you're fully recovered."

south wind:……

The way you're saying this makes it sound like I have some kind of unhealthy, contagious disease.

Seeing that the old man seemed to have something else to say, Nanfeng quickly interrupted, "How about this, if you have anything to say or anything to ask, just tell my grandmother and have her come over and ask her, okay?"

"What nonsense! What kind of talk is that!"

Upon hearing this, the old man immediately bristled and glared, his neck stiff as he shouted, "I haven't even said a few words, and you're already complaining that I'm nagging?"

"It's not a matter of whether you're nagging or not, it's that you never think before you speak."

Nanfeng said with a hint of helplessness, "I know you're blunt, but just because you're blunt doesn't mean everyone has to be tolerant, right?"

"What if they slap you and say, 'I hit hard, so bear with it,' what would you do then?"

"That's absolutely impossible!"

The old man said with a hint of pride, "I have practiced martial arts diligently for so many years so that I can speak to people calmly and peacefully, instead of resorting to violence at the slightest disagreement."

"Yes, that's why I say you're a master of martial arts."

Nanfeng, like a straight man in a comedy duo, gave the old man a thumbs up.

That's true. If my old man hadn't been skilled enough in martial arts when he was young, he would have been badly beaten by other hot-blooded young men in the ancient martial arts circle.

"Let's not talk about that now."

The old man grunted a few times, then said with an unfriendly expression, "Is your Aunt Gu coming back for the New Year this year?"

"If she comes back for the New Year and your friends see her, wouldn't that be a huge problem?"

Although the old man's words were harsh before, his concern and warmth could be felt from his eyes and tone.

But now, when he talks about Aunt Gu, his eyes are filled with disgust.

Nanfeng shook his head and said, "We haven't chatted much. I'm afraid I'll have to ask her again whether she's coming back for the New Year."

"Oh……"

The old man chuckled dismissively: "During the year you've been living in Shanghai, have the two of you even met?"

"She did fly back to spend a few hours with me on my birthday, and then she had to catch a flight in the early morning to handle some matters."

"That means this woman has some feelings for you. Otherwise, I would really suspect that she's always saying she's busy because she might have a child out of wedlock."

The old man's attitude softened slightly upon hearing this, but his words still betrayed his dissatisfaction with her.

In fact, I disliked this woman from the very first time I saw her.

Even though she was smart, beautiful, and had excellent interpersonal skills, and she and Nanfeng's father were in love.

But I just don't like this woman named Gu Xizhou.

Because she is too shrewd and too aloof, always talking about benefits and values.

Actually, I really admire this kind of person, because no matter where she is or what she does, she will eventually make a name for herself.

But the one thing she's not suited for is dating, or even getting married and having children.

Especially when Nanfeng's father wasn't shrewd enough or capable enough to match her, their relationship was very unsuitable.

Even though she still doesn't understand what Nanfeng's father did to make such a cold woman so blinded by love that she was willing to marry him and have children.

But love can't be a lifelong anesthetic.

The two of them are simply not a good match; in fact, problems are bound to arise.

But faced with Nanfeng's father's plea, she still softened.

He hoped he had made a mistake, but the facts proved him right.

With this woman's temperament, she would excel at anything, but she is simply not a good wife and mother.

"grandfather!"

Nanfeng frowned slightly: "Did you really need to tell me all this as soon as I got back?"

The conflict between the old man and Aunt Gu is something he doesn't want to get involved in, and he can't get involved in it either.

For the two of them, being able to sit at the same table and eat peacefully, and being willing to maintain this almost non-existent father-in-law/daughter-in-law relationship, is already the greatest effort they can make.

"Fine, I knew you wouldn't like hearing this."

The old man snorted coldly, "Then go and tell your Aunt Gu yourself... The rooms in the house have all been cleaned up for her, just waiting for her to come back and rest for a few days."

"Tell her to stop spinning like a top all the time. She's getting older and should slow down."

"I heard from your cousin that she's only in her forties, but she already has so many gray hairs on her head..."

The old man waved his hand, seemingly not wanting to talk about it anymore.

After saying that, he turned around and prepared to leave Nanfeng's room, but he stopped abruptly after taking only a few steps.

"And you, don't just think about going home during the New Year. Come back and visit more often when you have time."

"Including the three years you ran away from home, you haven't been home much for four whole years."

"How many more four-year periods do your grandma, your great-grandpa, and I have left in our lives?"

Nanfeng lowered his head in deep shame.

He is now beginning to understand why Aunt Gu always says she's busy and rarely even sees him.

The reason he hadn't come back to visit much during the year he settled in Shanghai was simply because he didn't want to face the complicated looks from his elders.

They were all saddened by their experiences, yet they still forced themselves to persevere and encourage themselves.

Nanfeng didn't want to see them like this.

The old man sighed deeply, lowered his head, and said, "People, even if you meet them once, it's one less time you'll see them."

"But as long as you still remember him and want to see him, then every time you can see him, that's one more time."

"Nanfeng, aren't you right?"

Nanfeng nodded silently.

"Grandpa...the part about Aunt Gu you mentioned earlier, and this part now, those were the lines Grandma came up with for you, right?"

"Nonsense!"

The old man frantically argued, "Can't I occasionally express my feelings and say things that I've thought through?"

"But I saw the cheat sheet in your hand."

The old man, his face ashen, put the cheat sheet back into his pocket.

This little guy is getting less and less cute as he grows up.

And then there's my own wife.

You wrote such long words, how could I possibly remember them!

Just as he was about to leave, Nanfeng solemnly promised, "Don't worry, I will come back to see my great-grandfather and grandmother often in the future."

"At least you have a conscience, you brat..."

wrong!

The old man's smile had barely formed when it vanished.

what about me?

You're not planning to come back to see me?

I'm coming

(End of this chapter)