The eldest lady of the Feng family hugged Feng Yong and chattered a lot. It is nothing more than that you must study hard and become a useful talent in the future. Also, watch out for those vixens and those little white-eyed wolves in the backyard. Don't let them get into the air, everything in this old Feng family is his, and no one can snatch it, etc.

Feng Yong smiled bitterly, this kind of family education, Feng Yong in history can grow into a man who stands up to the sky, which is really wonderful.

"Mother, I'm fine. You don't have to worry anymore. The son will work hard in the future, like his father, and become a well-known man. ”

Feng Yong's wife is also from a big family, and she has a discerning eye for Feng Delin, who has just made a difference in the Northeast. And his stomach is also angry, and he gave birth to a big fat boy to Feng Delin in the first year. This made Feng Delin, who was in his thirties at the time, extremely happy. So he also loves the eldest lady Feng Delin very much. And the Feng family is not the kind of person who loves to be jealous, as long as those ladies and concubines in the backyard do not pay attention to the Feng family's property and the Feng family's eldest son, Feng Yong, the eldest lady is also happy to have a harmonious family.

"Silly child, my mother doesn't ask you how good you will be in the future, my mother only hopes that you will be safe in the future. Speaking of money, your father has earned enough money over the years to live a prosperous family for the rest of our lives. My mother now only hopes that my mediocre son can start a family as soon as possible, and then give birth to a big fat grandson to my mother, then my mother will have nothing to ask for in this life. ”

A heart-warming remark made Feng Yong's tears almost fall. The parents in the previous life must have looked forward to their son like this. It's a pity that I didn't understand this painstaking effort at all. Take the love of your parents for granted. I didn't repay my parents well until I crossed over. Not once.

Regrets, regrets from the previous life.

"Mother, I must work hard, inherit everything from my father, and protect this family!" Feng Yong's nose was a little sour. Mrs. Feng is a typical traditional Chinese woman, who has pursued three obedience and four virtues in her life. At home from the father, married from the husband, old from the son. Among the people she has come into contact with in this life, Feng Delin, who has laid down the big business with his bare hands, is the hero in her mind. So, she always hoped that her son would inherit everything from his father. I will be able to rely on myself in the future.

It's a pity that the original Feng Yong, although he is also smart, is not too interested in military things, especially about commanding wars. This made Feng Delin often sigh privately that the tiger father gave birth to a dog.

Fortunately, Feng Yong's younger brothers are currently acting more ordinary, so Feng Delin still values this son.

"Crunch!" The door was pushed open again. A middle-aged man wearing the standard military uniform of the Republic of China general walked in, the big man has thick eyebrows and big eyes, dark skin, and a fierce face, it is Feng Yong's father, Feng Delin, a warlord boss. Maybe it's good maintenance, judging from his appearance, it's hard to see that Feng Delin is fifty years old this year.

"Yong'er, what's wrong with you?" Feng Delin's voice was a little hoarse, and there was a kind of momentum that was not angry and arrogant. This is the temperament of a leader who has been in a position for a long time.

Feng Yong glanced at Feng Delin with a little fear, this warlord in the early Republic of China, the patriarch of the Feng warlord, is now at the peak of his life. This man who was born recklessly and has been a helper of Japanese devils, this man who Zhang Zuolin also relied on in the early days of his rise, and this man who can wrestle with Zhang Zuolin, the future king of the Northeast. This tragic man who lacks strategic vision, this man who will be eliminated by history in the near future. This is his father.

"Father, it was Yong'er's own poor health that she suddenly fainted. It's okay now. Feng Yong said. The voice was a little low, not his own will, but the instinctive fear of the man in front of him.

"Humph! How many times have I told you, to exercise, I, Feng Delin, started with the military, is it possible that my son is a weak scholar. I can't afford to lose this man. Madam, I decided to let Yong'er go to the 28th Division to sharpen herself. Otherwise, with his weak body, how will he take over Lao Tzu's class in the future. Feng Delin said to Mrs. Feng, who was sitting on the edge of the bed.

It turned out that Feng Delin had the idea of letting Feng Yong go to the military to sharpen himself, but he was vetoed by Mrs. Feng, and it was a common problem for every mother to be afraid that her children would suffer.

Mrs. Feng thought about it, and finally didn't stop it this time.

"Yong'er, listen to your father this time. Your bones are indeed a little weaker. It's good to go to the army to sharpen and sharpen, or to take over your father's class in the future. ”

Mrs. Feng also has her own thoughts, although her son's body bones were also weak before, he never fainted. The sudden fainting almost didn't scare her to death. Fortunately, the doctor said that Feng Yong was just weak, and it would be good to exercise more.

Another point is that Mrs. Feng hopes that Feng Yong can cultivate a group of his own henchmen in the army, after all, although the 28th Division is nominally the armed forces of the Republic of China, every soldier of the 28th Division, and even the people of the entire Northeast know that the 28th Division is surnamed Feng. It was his own armament. In the future, it will also be him Feng Yong's.

However, even so, in the case that Feng Delin did not delegate power, I am afraid that few people will buy Feng Yong's account. After all, the guys who are close to Feng Delin are also from bandits, and it is good to say that they are unruly. Besides, Feng Yong is only Feng Delin's eldest son, and no one can say whether he can take over his Laozi's class in the future.

"First go to the army to sharpen for a period of time, and then wait until the New Year passes, and then send you to the Beijing Army Martial Arts Hall." Feng Delin said. Then he turned around and was ready to go. As one of the de facto rulers in the Northeast, Feng Delin is very busy.

Looking at Feng Delin, who turned around, Feng Yong's brain was hot, and he said, "Father, I want to lead an army alone." After saying that, Feng Yong regretted it a little, in his memory, Feng Delin hated people who talked big the most. And Feng Yong has never said such a thing in front of this father.

Feng Yong lowered his head, waiting for Feng Delin's reprimand. Half a ring, no sound, Feng Yong raised his head, Feng Delin was staring at him, his eyes shining with a terrifying light.

Feng Yong gritted his teeth and stared at Feng Delin directly. Although his body trembled a little, he did not back down at all.

In fact, Feng Yong was also furious in his heart, after all, Feng Delin really came out of the sea of corpses and blood. The murderous aura of that body is real. It's not at all comparable to Feng Yong, a rookie who has never killed a chicken in his two lives.

Feng Delin retracted his gaze expressionlessly, and then a relieved smile suddenly appeared on his face, which had never appeared in Feng Yong's memory.

"Good! It's worthy of my Feng Delin's son, there is a kind. Madame, you have given birth to a good son. After speaking, Feng Delin laughed and walked out of Feng Yong's room.

It was only at this time that Feng Yong found that his back was already soaked with sweat. The heart is pounding. Feng Delin's pressure on him was too great, not to mention the momentum on his body, but the terrifying eyes alone made him feel like he was being dissected. Feng Delin, worthy of being a person who left a name in history, is powerful, very powerful.

"Yong'er, you have finally been approved by your father, my mother is very happy." Mrs. Feng said happily. In the past few years, she has been worried that Feng Yong's younger siblings will appear to be able to be appreciated by Feng Delin, so Feng Yong's future may not be easy to say. After all, it is now the Republic of China, and many customs are gradually accepted by people. The eldest son may not be able to fully inherit the family business.

Now that Feng Delin has recognized Feng Yong, Mrs. Feng can finally rest assured.

"Feng'er, pack up the young master's things, remember, you must bring enough things that the young master may use." Mrs. Feng said happily to the delicate girl next to her.

"Yes, ma'am!" Feng Er opened Feng Yong's wardrobe with her hands and feet, and the robes and coats inside made Feng Yong sweat coldly. None of these things seem to be of much use in marching into the army.

"Stop! Mother, no one in the army wears a long slope horse coat, they all wear military uniforms. So, none of these things are of much use. Don't let Feng'er be busy. Feng Yong said.

"Oh, yes, mother, this is a happy confusion. My mother cooked by herself today and made all the things that our Yong'er loved to eat. Feng'er, talk to the young master. After speaking, Mrs. Feng walked out lightly. Feng Yong smiled, he rarely saw his mother so happy in his memory.

"Young Master, do you want to rest for a while?" Feng'er said with a smile. She has been serving Feng Yong for two years, and it is the first time she has seen Feng Yong talk to the master so bravely.

"Little girl, what are you laughing at!" Feng Yong said angrily. Although Feng'er is his maid, she is eleven or twelve years old, and her body has not yet begun to develop, although her face is as beautiful as a doll, she will definitely be a beauty embryo when she grows up. But after all, it's still a child. Although Feng Yong was very good in his previous life, he was a pure virgin in this life. But he doesn't blame his uncle, he doesn't have any bad habits.

"It's the first time Feng'er has seen the young master and the old man staring. The young master is so brave, the old man's eyes are so terrifying, Feng'er doesn't dare to look at it. Feng'er tilted her head and said adoringly.

"Hehe, silly girl, what do you say, that's also my son, no matter how terrible he is, he can't kill me. Alright, girl, don't be cranky, take me out for a walk. ”

Although I often watch TV dramas of the Republic of China on TV, this is the real Republic of China after all. Feng Yong wanted to see the difference between this place and later generations of TV.

Although he didn't say it to anyone, Feng Yong, who had just crossed over, lacked a sense of existence in this world. Although there are many memories of the current situation in Mukden and even the entire Northeast, these are not his personal experiences, and he feels that there is a lack of a sense of reality. In such troubled times, it is very dangerous not to understand the situation. Feng Yong in the previous life was destined to be a small person, and Feng Yong in this life has a very high platform, and he is destined to be unable to get out of this chaotic world, so he must prepare early. After all, opportunities are always reserved for those who are prepared.