NFBE Chapter 360 Song Feng’s Plan
Chapter 360 Song Feng’s Plan
Song Anning's voice also sounded like crying, which was strange.
From the day before yesterday until now, she has only seen Song Feng twice. The first time she didn't see his real face, so they were half strangers.
But for some reason, Song An Ning felt like crying now. She felt the hardship of searching and the inexplicable grievance.
In the original owner's memory, her father and elder brother loved her the most. No matter what bad things she did, as long as they were there, her mother would never be able to beat her.
Old man Pan stood not far away, watching the father and daughter hugging and crying. He felt sad and turned his head to wipe away a few tears.
Older people can't stand watching this. It's so embarrassing to have such a low tear point.
But the two people present didn't notice that he was crying at all. After his emotions calmed down a little, Song Feng looked at his daughter carefully.
She was wearing fine clothes, and the pearls on her head were not cheap. Although she had lost a lot of weight, her complexion was rosy and she looked lively, so she must be doing well.
"Aning, why did you come down from the mountain so early in the morning? And I've never seen this old man before."
Song Anning held Song Feng's hand and smiled sweetly.
"Dad, this is Mr. Pan, the master of Medicine King Valley.
He now lives in the village, and Aning has become his disciple.
On weekdays, he would teach Ayuan and Ayue how to read and write.
Earlier we went to the mountains to practice martial arts, and we saw you as soon as we came down.
Shall we go home now?"
Ever since Song Feng came out of the mine, he was brought to Prince Ling's Mansion by Su Chen, where he learned a lot of etiquette and gained some knowledge.
When he heard from his daughter that the old man was the owner of Yaowang Valley and that the child recognized him as his master, he knew that such a great opportunity was something that others could not even ask for, so he hurried forward to pay his respects.
"The younger generation has met the old master. It is our honor that my daughter has been valued by the master and accepted as his apprentice.
The child is naughty and has caused you trouble."
Old Man Pan patted Song Feng's arm lovingly, nodded and smiled.
"Of course not! This kid is very smart, I like him very much.
And your little son and daughter learn things very quickly. Now that I'm old, I like to be with children. It's so lively and nice.
Now that you're back, your family must be so happy. Let's go back and see your parents. Your whole family is missing you."
Song Feng bowed again, put his arm around his daughter's shoulders, and wanted to cry again.
What should I do? What should I do? During these days away from home, he had imagined the scene of reuniting with his family countless times. Now he hadn't seen his parents and wife yet. Just seeing Song Anning made him want to cry.
"Hahaha, Master, look at your father's expression. He's trying to act calm, but he can't help grinning and wants to cry.
It’s so interesting.”
After hearing Xiangxiang's words, Song Anning quickly raised her head and stole a glance at her father. Sure enough, she saw that he was pouting as if he wanted to cry but was also forcing a smile. She didn't expect that her father, who looked tall and strong, had such a cute side.
On the way home, they walked very slowly.
Old Man Pan felt that he was redundant here, so he said a few words at the foot of the mountain, took Song Feng's pulse, and confirmed that he was in good health. Then he used the excuse of having something to do to fly away.
In mid-air, he heard Song Anning ask Xiangxiang to convey a message to him:
"Thank you, Old Man Pan! Come with me so early in the morning. I'll cook you something delicious!"
"Thank you! That's not necessary! The food you cook is not tasty at all! Just let your two mothers cook it."
"..."
On the country road, only the father and daughter were left.
Song Feng spoke first and explained to Song An Ning where he had been and what he had done these days.
After he finished speaking, he thought his daughter would kindly say thank you for her hard work.
But what he heard was:
"When my father was impersonating Prince Ling, did he sleep in the same bed with Prince Ling's wives and concubines?
Have you ever done anything to offend your mother?
Humph! I'm going home to tell my grandparents..."
"..."
Song Feng was shocked, speechless, and in a mess...
What kind of questions is this child asking?
"No, no! Dad didn't do anything!
Aning, you must believe your father. In this life, I only have your mother as my woman. No matter how good the others are, I won’t even look at them.”
Song Anning pretended not to believe it and glanced at him arrogantly.
She had just used her mind reading to check and found that her father really didn't see it. Every time he was with those women, he turned around and pretended to be dead. Sometimes he even closed his eyes and kept repeating Wang Ying'er's name.
"Dad swears, if I do anything to let your mother down, then..."
"Okay, okay, don't say anything unlucky.
Aning believes in you!"
"You girl..."
Along the way, the father and daughter faced the morning light and chatted about family matters.
"When I came back this time, Master Su gave me one thousand taels of silver, which is just enough for your mother's medical treatment.
Let's demolish the old house and build a new one. If you agree, we can also take your grandparents in. They've suffered all their lives and deserve to enjoy their old age.
With the rest, we can buy some land and two cows, and then we can live a good life as a family."
Song Feng was full of anticipation when he talked about his plans.
Pointing to the blue brick courtyard not far away, he said excitedly:
"Isn't this Mr. Pan's new house? It's so impressive!
Even the courtyard walls are made of blue bricks, which is very pleasing.
Let's build one like this, what do you think, Aning?"
Song Anning blinked and followed the direction her father pointed. Isn't that her home?
So, she replied with some hesitation:
"Dad, is this house big enough for us to live in? Do we need to build more?"
"Where is the room? The old house at the foot of the mountain has collapsed, and your grandfather's house is almost twenty years old.
Listen to Dad, let's build one based on this yard."
"But this is our home."
Song Feng: ...
"And this large piece of land is also ours."
"There are three small blue brick courtyards in the back. Mr. Pan lives in one, Wang Qiuyue and her brother live in one, and Xiao Ming and his family live in the other. They are servants I bought.
The men helped with farming and feeding the livestock.
Auntie and Sister Yingchun cook and wash clothes..."
Song Feng: ...
"My dear, this house, the land, the livestock, the servants...
Did you earn all this from growing peppers? How come my daughter is so capable! "
"Yes, there are also preserved eggs. Sister Qiuyue is in charge of them now. She takes 10% of the money, and the rest belongs to our family. You don't have to worry about anything.
Now 90% of the families in the village grow peppers, and they can earn several taels of silver every month. We are very rich."
Song Feng: Less than a year after leaving, my daughter has made the whole village rich?
He has everything, so what should he do with the 1,000 taels of silver?
"Then Dad will use this 1,000 taels of silver to buy you delicious food, buy the most beautiful jewelry for Aning and Ayue, and take your mother to see a doctor."
"My mother is well now, and she is learning to write with Ayuan and Ayue. My aunt was not doing well in the Qian family, so we brought her back to live at home.
My grandparents and aunt live with us. We have everything we need at home except my dad.
As long as you come home, we will be complete."
Hearing that his wife had recovered from her illness, Song Feng was extremely excited. Had his family already been living the life he had dreamed of?
But after hearing what his daughter said, it seemed that they were living better than he had imagined.
He stood there grinning foolishly. The aroma of food came from the house. Song An Ning asked Xiangxiang to look. Aunt Yuanying had already prepared breakfast. The family members were setting the table and preparing to eat breakfast.
"Dad, Aning will take you home."
"Yeah! Let's go home!"
The two walked to the door and were about to enter the yard when they heard Wang Ying'er's voice.
"Aning, it's time to eat!
Where did this girl go so early in the morning?
Seeing this, Song An Ning came up with an idea and whispered a few words in her father's ear. The father and daughter smiled in tacit understanding, preparing to give their family a big surprise.