Became a poor little boy abandoned by his educated youth mother?

"I came back to see if you are all doing well?" Old Feng asked with a smile, without mentioning those people at all.

He doesn't hate those people. They are just a group of people created by this era. He just hates that ungrateful person.

"Everything is still the same. It's just that without you living here, it's not as convenient for us neighbors to get help with minor illnesses or pains. Doctor Feng, you helped us a lot back then, but when you got into trouble, we were powerless to do anything. It's really a shame to say that."

"It's not your fault. I'm happy to see everyone is doing well now."

Mr. Feng exchanged pleasantries with the neighbors he knew for a while, then locked the door and left with the brother and sister.

The situation in the other yard was similar. The person who lived here before must have been urgently arranged to move out. He had some dissatisfaction and took out a lot of his anger on this house.

An Xueyan looked at the dilapidated house and suggested, "Master, your house is definitely not habitable in the short term. Why don't you go to my house and have a look? If possible, wait until the Yan family's grandson is cured and then move there first."

"Okay, where is your house?" Old Feng had no psychological burden about living in his apprentice's house.

"It's in Shichahai, not far from here, but we'll go get the keys from Ma Liu, the house keeper, first."

So a few of them took the bus to look for Ma Liu. He was in the slum, and when they found Ma Liu, he happened to be at home.

After hearing their purpose, he readily gave them the key.

Mr. Feng stood by and asked, "Young man, would you like to take the job of renovating the house?"

Mr. Feng thought that he had a good attitude and did not seem to be dishonest in his actions.

Ma Liu took it without hesitation: "Take it."

He then assured, "Old man, do you have a house you want to renovate? You can leave it to me. I promise to make it bright and beautiful for you."

When business came, Ma Liu was very enthusiastic and brought out a chair for Mr. Feng, and did not forget the brother and sister.

Tea was also made for them. They were originally planning to take the key and leave, but now they were pulled to sit down and have tea.

Mr. Feng took a sip of the other person's tea, put down his cup, and said, "I don't want the house built in the current style. I want a professional master craftsman to restore it to its original appearance. Do you have someone who can do that?"

Ma Liu slapped his thigh and said, "You've asked the right person. I actually know someone in this field. He used to be in charge of the renovation of the Palace Museum, and he's also been secretly taking on some private work."

"Then come to see me tomorrow at 3 pm to discuss the specifics of the house renovations and the price."

After leaving the address of the house in Nanluoguxiang, the few of them went to An Xueyan's house.

I arrived at the door of the house in Shichahai and checked the house number: No. 16 Qingliu Street.

An Honglei said with emotion: "This house looks quite large from the outside, and the lion at the door is also very impressive."

"This is a courtyard house with three entrances. Let's go in and take a look." Old Feng stroked his beard and motioned his apprentice to open the door.

An Xueyan took the key and opened the door. Ma Liu came here twice a month to check the condition of the house, so it looked pretty good inside.

The brother and sister walked around the house carefully. It was the first time for An Xueyan to see this house. She knew that she had a house before, but it was only at this time that the impression of the house became concrete in her mind.

This is where she settled down in Beijing. It was not far from Shichahai, with beautiful scenery and good air. It was a great location that others envied decades later.

The house covers an estimated area of ​​1700 square meters. There is also a small garden and a pavilion in the backyard. When the time comes, I can grow some flowers, drink tea and enjoy the flowers. Life will be wonderful.

The house is habitable, but she feels that some places could use some minor modifications, and the interior could actually be more modernized.

But this is all a matter for the future. They won't be living here permanently in the next few years, so there's no rush.

After looking at the house, An Xueyan discussed with her brother to buy some daily necessities so that they could move in after some time.

The next morning, the three of them went to the hospital to start the first treatment for Comrade Yan. Mr. Feng used Chinese medicine for internal use and acupuncture.

Acupuncture is required every day for half a month, and Chinese medicine must be taken three times a day without interruption. The Yan family will arrange someone to take care of the medicine for the patient.

After acupuncture, Mr. Feng was sweating profusely. An Xueyan quickly acted as an assistant to hold him and wipe his sweat. An Honglei also tactfully handed him some water.

Because it was the first day of treatment, Mr. and Mrs. Yan also came. Mr. Yan asked with concern: "Old Feng, are you okay?"

"Just rest for a while. When you get older, you get tired from doing any work. You'll get used to it." Old Feng waved his hand and said indifferently.

Grandma Yan also interjected, "I'll go back and ask Sister Li to buy an old hen and stew it in soup for you to nourish yourself. You've been doing too much farm work in the countryside, and your health has been damaged."

Mr. Feng refused directly: "Don't bother Mrs. Li, we can just start the fire ourselves. You are causing trouble every day."

Grandma Yan said, "What's the trouble? Cooking is just a side job."

"Really? It's really not necessary. It's too much trouble for Xiao Wang to run back and forth every day just to bring us food. We can just cook it ourselves..."

Seeing his insistence, Grandma Yan and the others had nothing to say and asked Wang Zhenying to prepare all the cooking supplies for them and buy the ingredients. They would then be responsible for delivering the ingredients to them once.

Wang Zhenying was very proactive. He had just told them at the hospital and everything was ready for them before noon.

After lunch, Mr. Feng wanted to rest, so the brother and sister said they were going for a walk. Mr. Feng gave them 100 yuan and some tickets and left them alone.

They went to buy things, such as quilts, pots and pans, and other daily necessities. They spent more than 100 yuan and got a lot of things in return.

An Honglei spent fifty cents to rent a cart from someone else, and the brother and sister moved their things to the courtyard and simply cleaned the rooms they lived in as well as the living room and kitchen.

The missing items can be purchased slowly in the next few days. Anyway, the Yan family’s house can still be lived in for another half a month.

After finishing the work, I saw that it was already past five o'clock. I was afraid that Mr. Feng would worry, so I hurried back.

From a distance, they saw Old Feng looking out the door. He only went into the house after seeing them. The brother and sister hurried over and followed him into the house.

An Xueyan took the initiative to report the situation: "Master, we're going to buy some things and clean up the house over there. The money you gave us has been spent."

"Well, just spend it. Your master has money now and is not afraid of you spending it." Old Feng was very calm after hearing this.

He got back 3000 yuan in subsidies, and he also had a passbook with more than 2 yuan in it and some antique calligraphy and paintings that he had hidden before the accident, so he really has no shortage of money now.