"Grandpa Feng, what are you going to do? Sit down quickly." Seeing that Mr. Feng was about to stand up, Ge Dongxu hurriedly stepped forward and supported him and said.

"How can you call me Grandpa Feng? Get up, your master and I are not only benefactors, but also teachers who teach! Unfortunately, I was old and not suitable for practicing Taoism, so I didn't have the real ability to pass on my knowledge." Old Feng stood up with a trembling trembling trembling finally, holding the photo in his hand and trembling constantly.

"Dad, you'd better sit down quickly." Feng Jiahui knew the pain of her father's leg disease. Seeing her father standing slightly trembling, she hurried forward and persuaded her.

"No, please help dad put this photo, dad wants to bow to him." Mr. Feng waved his hand.

"Old Feng, this will not make me still there. You sit down first. When the master passed away, it was my last visit and I buried him. I will take you to his burial place for worship another day." Ge Dongxu was shocked when he heard this and said hurriedly.

"Really? Your benefactor is the end of your life!" Old Feng grabbed Ge Dongxu's arm excitedly and asked in a trembling voice.

"That's right." Ge Dongxu said.

"That's good, that's good." Old Feng sat back after hearing this.

Seeing his father sitting back to his seat, Feng Jiahui breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked at Ge Dongxu with a complicated look.

Who would have thought that such a young man would be his father's benefactor's disciple.

"Dongxu, others call me Mr. Feng, you can't call me. You are his disciple. Not only did I receive the great kindness of him, but I also had to pass on my way to meditate and breathe. Even if I don't have the name of a master and apprentice, I actually have the reality of a master and apprentice. If you don't mind, just call me Senior Brother Feng, which is my wish." Mr. Feng took Ge Dongxu's hand and said emotionally.

"Senior Brother Feng!" Feng Jiahui's mouth suddenly opened and her eyes widened.

What if this young man called her father a fellow disciple? Would she have to call her a high school teacher? Isn’t this laughed at to death?

However, Ge Dongxu was not surprised. His master was a very traditional old man. He taught Mr. Feng's method of meditation and breathing, and he had clearly had a little bit of a desire to accept disciples. However, Mr. Feng was too old and was not suitable for practicing Taoism. Only then did he give up the idea and just passed on the most basic method of meditation and breathing. In this way, he did have a true master and apprentice, and nothing more than the name of a master and apprentice.

"Okay, then I will call you Senior Brother Feng in the future." Ge Dongxu thought for a while, and felt that starting from his master's seniority, this is indeed fine. Instead, he called him Mr. Feng or Grandpa Feng, and seemed a little disrespectful to his master, so he nodded and agreed.

Seeing that Ge Dongxu, the young man, actually nodded and agreed, Feng Jiahui almost turned her eyes and fainted.

However, Mr. Feng's performance was just the opposite. Seeing Ge Dongxu agreeing, he couldn't help laughing happily: "Haha! OK! OK! Unexpectedly, when Mr. Feng Boyi was about to leave, he had another junior brother!"

It was strange that if Mr. Feng had just seen his physical condition, he would have been so much coughing after laughing, but this time he had nothing to do.

"Haha, senior brother is getting stronger, why should I leave?" Ge Dongxu suddenly had another senior brother, and he was in a very good mood. He smiled when he heard the words.

Because Mr. Feng had an interaction with his master, he felt that Mr. Feng was particularly friendly, and he would feel that he would see his master again when he saw him.

"Old, old, old. Senior brother, I will be ninety years old in two years. If I can last until I am ninety, I will be satisfied." Old Feng was open-minded and waved his hand when he heard the words.

"Senior brother has been taught the meditation and breathing method taught by his master since he was twelve. He has been persisting for so many years. Although the pain is a bit severe due to the hard work and the strain is severe, the breath in his body is very strong. Don't be ninety years old, I think it's okay to be a hundred years old." When Ge Dongxu just rubbed Mr. Feng's Dingpan and Tiantu acupoints, he had already noticed that although Mr. Feng's body's organs were already decayed, the breath in the meridians was far less decayed than his body, but was full of vitality.

"Haha, birth, old age, sickness and death are natural laws. Dongxu, don't comfort me. Besides, even if you live like this, you have to sit in a wheelchair at any time. It's boring for a long time." Old Feng patted Ge Dongxu's hand and smiled, with a touch of emotion in his eyes.

He could see that Ge Dongxu, the newly acquired junior brother, really wanted him to live a hundred years of life.

"Haha, did you forget whose disciple I am? Others can't do anything about your problem, but I still have a way." Ge Dongxu smiled.

"You really have a way?" Feng Jiahui stood up immediately after hearing this and looked at Ge Dongxu with surprise.

As a child, no matter how strict his father was to her, she always hoped that his father would be healthy and live a long life. Besides, Mr. Feng is still the giant pillar of the Feng family. As long as Mr. Feng is still there for one day, the Feng family will not fall!

How could Feng Jiahui not care about Mr. Feng’s body!

However, Old Feng did not show a look of surprise, but looked straight at Ge Dongxu. After a long time, he wiped the corners of his eyes and smiled: "I forgot that you are the old man's personal disciple."

"So senior brother, don't worry. Just leave this disease to me." Ge Dongxu smiled when he heard this.

After that, Ge Dongxu turned to Feng Jiahui, opened his mouth, and suddenly he didn't know what to call the middle-aged woman in front of him.

It is definitely not suitable to call Aunt Feng now. If you don’t call Aunt Feng, what should you call it? It seems that he, a young man, is suspected of pretending to be a tiger. It seems that it is more suitable to call her position, but he doesn’t know what position she is.

"This, can you please bring me my suitcase?" In the end, Ge Dongxu had no choice but to use any title.

Because Mr. Feng’s identity was extraordinary, when Ge Dongxu entered the house, his suitcase was temporarily locked outside.

Feng Jiahui was stunned when she heard this. When she reached her current status, how many people in China could instruct her to carry her suitcase?

But now a high school student actually asked her to go out and help him get his suitcase without a name! For a moment, Feng Jiahui was really used to it.

"Why are you still standing there? Didn't you hear your uncle ask you to help get your suitcase?" Mr. Feng was a little surprised when he saw that Feng Jiahui was not moving, and his face darkened.

"Uncle Master!" The words "Old Master Feng" scared Ge Dongxu and Feng Jiahui.

"Okay, senior brother, I'm just eighteen years old this year, I can't afford to be the title of this uncle." Ge Dongxu said hurriedly.

Of course, Feng Jiahui didn't dare to object to her father's words, but just looked at him eagerly, feeling anxious and crying!

She is the leader of the central bank!

ps: Because I'm outside, I won't update this Monday. I'll try to make up for it when I come back. Sorry.l3l4
Chapter completed!