Chatper 437 (1/2)

He Qiang also brought in the things He Weifei had brought, and went into the kitchen to help.

Seeing He Qiang coming in, Qiu Fen said, "Old He, what's the name of that child?"

"It's only one letter different from our Fengzi's changed name. His name is He Weifei."

"How could it be such a coincidence?" Qiu Fen was amazed.

"I was also puzzled when I first heard it. Feng Shui's new name was given by Mr. Feng Shui, and there is no monument. Outsiders don't know it at all. The child's name should be his real name."

"I don't know if I miss our Fengzi too much. I think that child has a kind of intimacy. Seeing him is like seeing our Fengzi. But they don't look alike at all."

He Qiang sighed, "I also feel this way. That kid is also a caring person, and he actually made a special trip to see us."

"Does he know about Fengzi?"

"From his voice, it can be heard that he knows a little bit."

"Knowing about Fengzi, you are willing to take a trip. This is too much affection."

"That's right. I just went through the kid's luggage and he brought a few sets of clothes. If he stays here for a few days, let's treat him well and treat him as if Feng Zi came back to see us."

"Hey, I thought so too."

He Weifei closed his eyes in the living room, with headphones plugged into his ears, and the special headphones transmitted the conversations in the kitchen to He Weifei's ears one by one.

He Weifei raised the corners of his mouth slightly, let go of his guard and leaned against the back of the wooden sofa.

He Qiang and Qiu Fen quickly prepared a table of sumptuous meals.

The dining room and living room in the countryside are basically the same, there is no difference.

He Qiang and Qiu Fen came over with food, and He Weifei wanted to help, but they stopped him.

Qiu Fen smiled and said, "Your uncle and I can do this kind of thing, and you are in charge of eating."

"Trouble uncle and aunt."

"You're welcome. Go and wash your hands, dinner will be served soon."

He Weifei didn't insist anymore, and went to wash his hands as promised.

Sitting at the dining table, Qiufen had already made him a bowl of soup and a bowl of rice.

Qiufen rubbed her hands in embarrassment, "Auntie doesn't know what you like to eat, so she just made some, and you choose what you like to eat."

"Auntie, I'm not picky about food, so don't worry too much about it."

"well."

After a meal, the atmosphere is very good.

Qiu Fen and He Qiang frequently picked up vegetables for He Weifei, and didn't stop until He Weifei's bowl couldn't hold any more. As long as there was a little space in his bowl, they continued to pick up vegetables for him.

Even if He Weifei stopped him, it didn't work.

After eating, Qiufen cleaned up the dining table, and went to tidy up He Weifei's room for sleeping at night.