Chapter 19: Old Feng's Arrangement

  Feng Lao took a step forward, looked at Peng Yuanzheng and smiled, "Child, I'll tell you too, this isn't called climbing high branches, but going home! The door of the Feng family is always open to you."

  As he spoke, a black stretched luxury sedan pulled up, and two tall, handsome young men in fine clothes jumped out quickly, opened the door, and stood respectfully to one side.

  Feng Lao finished speaking, bowed his head and got on the car, nodding warmly at Peng Yuanzheng.

  Old Lady Feng grasped Peng Yuanzheng's hand tightly before boarding the train, her eyes brimming with tears as she looked at him for a moment. Then, she pulled out a card from her pocket and stuffed it into his hand, saying softly, "Child, this is Grandma's home phone number. If you have any difficulties, call Grandma directly."

  "Oh, you child... Ah!" Old Lady Feng turned her head back to glare at Feng Yuanhua, pointing a finger and shaking her head slightly.

  Feng Yuanhua's heart skipped a beat. He knew he had made a mistake today, and his "divide and conquer" plan had not worked out as planned. Instead, he had lost face in front of his grandparents, which filled him with regret. His dislike and resentment towards Peng Yuanzheng grew even stronger.

  Mr. and Mrs. Feng got on the car and left.

  Peng Yuanzheng let out a sigh of relief. He knew that the recognition process was basically over. Next, the Feng family would arrange for him to undergo a DNA test with Old Man Feng. As soon as the results came out, he would be recognized as the third generation of the direct line of the Feng family.

  But to be honest, Feng Yuanzheng does not want to acknowledge his ancestors and change his surname to Feng for the time being. He is very clear that without his father's existence, he and his mother are alone, and hastily entering the Feng family may not be a good thing.

  Why not hide his identity and be a Feng family descendant in the wild, with this layer of hidden identity, relying on his personal ability, he believes that he can make a way out in the officialdom.

  Feng Qianru smiled comfortingly by the side, she walked over and stretched out her hand to Peng Yuanzheng, saying somewhat cutely, "Should I call you Eldest Uncle or Coach Peng?"

  Peng Yuanzheng smiled and said, "Just call me Peng Yuanzheng."

  "Still pretending what, probably can't wait to change it to Feng Yuanzheng immediately." Feng Yuanhua stood on one side with a cold smile, somewhat unwillingly.

  "Yuan Hua, what are you talking about! Don't be too outrageous!" Feng Qianru rebuked discontentedly.

  "I've always been Peng Yuanzheng, and that won't change. Don't worry, I'm not going to fight with kids over toys." Peng Yuanzheng said calmly, his tone laced with sarcasm.

  "You... do you think you can just take it by force? Ridiculous!" Feng Yuanhua's temperament was calm and composed, but he was still young and hot-blooded, and as the son of a wealthy family, he had an innate arrogance. He was furious and wanted to lash out, but in the end, he suppressed his anger, glared at Peng Yuanzheng with hatred, and stormed off.

  "Yuanchang is just a bit sharp-tongued, but he's not a bad person, haha, don't mind him." Feng Qianru let out a sigh and smoothed things over.

  Peng Yuanzhen smiled again, "It's okay, I won't mind. Maybe, maybe my appearance was a bit sudden for him, actually I also felt very sudden."

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  On the bus.

  Old Lady Feng grumbled and complained that Old Man Feng did not directly let Peng Yuanzheng acknowledge his ancestors and accept him into the family.

  Feng Lao's face twitched into a bitter smile, "Shu Zhen, what are you yelling about? When did I say I wouldn't acknowledge this child? But the Feng family isn't an ordinary household, acknowledging kinship must be done with caution. I still need to observe this child's character and also conduct a blood test - alright, don't say anything more, I've already arranged for Bo Tao to handle it."

  "What else can be said? Just look at that child's facial features, it's exactly like you looked when you were young! And that stubborn temper, it's one and the same!" Old Lady Feng exclaimed in dissatisfaction.

  Feng Lao smiled and said, "He has a similar temperament to mine when I was young, with a bit of pride!"

  Feng Lao's eyebrows and eyes flickered with a hint of satisfaction.

  According to Mr. Feng's intention, Mr. Feng Bota ordered his daughter, Ms. Feng Qianru, to arrange for Peng Yuanzheng to stay at a nearby star-rated hotel, and then Mr. Feng's personal doctor would personally go to take Peng Yuanzheng's blood sample, which would be compared with Mr. Feng's blood sample, and immediately flown to the United States for testing.

  At that time, there was no DNA identification technology in the country, only the United States had it. In the United States, intergenerational blood kinship identification technology has basically matured.

  The next afternoon, Old Feng's three attending physicians rushed to the hotel and took a blood sample from Peng Yuanzheng. After finishing, Peng Yuanzheng asked Feng Qianru to return to Xin'an.

  Mr. Feng's suggestion was to let Peng Yuanzhen stay in Beijing and wait for the appraisal results from America, but this would take at least ten days or more than a week away from home, so Peng Yuanzhen was somewhat worried about his mother and insisted on leaving.

  Feng Qianru was helpless, after seeking the opinion of her father Feng Botao, she originally wanted to send a car to send Peng Yuanzheng back, but was rejected by Peng Yuanzheng, and had to send him to the train station, watching as Peng Yuanzheng boarded the train bound for Jiangbei Province's Xin'an City.

  Peng Yuanzhen left, but the Feng family became extremely unpeaceful because of this.

  Ten days later.

  Feng Bota was extremely excited, holding the appraisal results telegraphed back from the United States, and took a car into the Great Red Gate. After applying for passage through the guard's telephone, he went all the way to his own old master's No. 3 villa.

  Feng Lao had just finished entertaining a distinguished guest and was sipping tea in the living room when he saw his eldest son, Feng Botao, rush in excitedly. He raised an eyebrow, slowly put down the antique blue-and-white porcelain teacup in his hand, and let out a soft "hmm".

  Feng Botao composed himself and smiled respectfully, "Dad, the results from America are out. That child..."

  Feng Bogao's words were not yet finished, when he was interrupted by Old Man Feng, "The result I already know, and it's actually within my expectations. Originally, this identification is just a precaution. Blood is thicker than water, and this child looks like a descendant of the Feng family at first glance."

  "Uh, Dad, should we tell Bo Lin and Bo Xia about the result?"

  "Of course, we must tell them." Old Feng pondered for a moment, his face turned solemn and said, "Let them know the score, have some measure in what they do, can't even tolerate their own family members, let alone outsiders."

  "Okay, Dad." Feng Berta smiled and said, "Dad, aren't you going to bring this child and her mother back to Beijing?"

  Feng Lao shook his head, "My opinion is to let him stay down there for now and maintain the status quo. Coming up to Beijing at this time may not be the best arrangement for him. Let's wait a while and see how things go."

  Feng Botao immediately understood his father's intention. The reason why his father did not want to publicly announce the news of finding the lost relatives for the time being, apart from various complex considerations due to his special identity, was probably also to maintain harmony within the Feng family and avoid causing gossip.

  He didn't reject this suddenly appearing nephew. It's just that his younger brother, Feng Bolin and his family, obviously didn't like the emergence of another direct descendant in the family to compete for the old man's favor.

  Feng Bogao let out a soft sigh in his heart. As for the private thoughts of his younger brother's family, he was helpless and could only rely on Old Master's suppression. Since that's the case, it would be better to have Peng Yuanzheng and his mother temporarily delay their entry into the capital, so as to give Feng Bolin's family of four some buffer time to slowly accept the situation.

  "Bo Tao, immediately let that child come over, I want to see him." The old man's low and stern voice came from beside his ear, Feng Bo Tao nodded silently.