When Mr. Zhuang saw Feng Yifan and his father standing in front of the door, he was also a little surprised: "Yifan? Why did you father and son come here so late? What's the matter with me?"

Feng Yifan raised his hand and the insulation bucket: "Uncle Master, you probably haven't had dinner yet? I made some chicken porridge for you, can you try it?"

Zhuang Daozhong looked at the insulation bucket that Feng Yifan raised in his hand and looked even more suspicious. He didn't understand what it meant?

However, Mr. Zhuang also understood that Feng Yifan would definitely not hurt him. In this way, he should have something to discuss with him. The old man smiled and said, "Okay, come in."

After entering the door, Feng Yifan placed the insulation bucket on the dining table and opened it directly.

Only then did Feng Jiandong see that there were not only chicken porridge in the insulation bucket, but also buns and roasted wheat.

Feng Yifan took out the things and said, "Uncle Master, I know you didn't eat it, and the hotel's catering may not be as good as your appetite, so I specially brought you chicken porridge, three-dine buns and pine nuts and roasted wheat."

Zhuang Daozhong laughed when he heard this: "It seems that you did your homework before you come? You actually know that the old man likes Matsukoshi."

Only then did Feng Jiandong realize that his son had prepared for a long time, so he would come to the door after he had done his homework.

Zhuang Daozhong was not polite, so he sat down and pinched a pine nut and roasted wheat, and gently broke it apart. He smelled the rich pine nut fragrance, looked at the very beautiful filling in the roast, and nodded with satisfaction.

After eating buns and barley, I also drank a bowl of chicken porridge, which I had almost eaten.

Zhuang Daozhong looked at Feng Yifan and asked, "Okay, I've had some food too. Tell me, what are you going to ask me for help?"

Feng Yifan smiled and said, "Uncle Master, see what you said, Xiaobin has gone back. You are alone in Huaicheng and no one takes care of you. I will come here as a junior to send you some supper. Isn't that supposed to be given?"

Zhuang Daozhong's smile even more: "Okay, don't go around here, tell me."

Feng Yifan did not continue to go around in circles and directly told all the things to the plate without missing a word.

Finally, Feng Yifan said sincerely: "Uncle Master, you must hope that my father-in-law and aunt can resolve this grudge, so I think my solution should be the best way.

As long as we untie our aunt's knot, we will not interfere with the river from now on, and we will do our own business and be at peace."

Zhuang Daozhong stared at Feng Yifan and thought for a moment and asked, "Su Lanxin came back and did such an excessive thing. Do you really not hold a grudge at all? Don't your father-in-law holds a grudge either?"

Feng Yifan replied frankly: "If you say you don't hold a grudge at all, that's definitely not. At least I can't forgive my aunt's approach."

After pausing, Feng Yifan said seriously: "But, I hope our family can live a comfortable and happy life and keep Su Ji's old plaque. This is my bottom line. As long as my aunt no longer pushes her, we don't want to have more connections with her."
Chapter completed!