Chapter 118: Recognizing Ancestors and Returning to the Clan

  In the capital airport, a Chu Yuanshan has just arrived. On the other side of Beijing Railway Station, Chu Zifeng and Murong Pearl have finally arrived in the capital after more than ten hours of travel.

  As soon as he walked out of the train station, this crowded crowd really surprised Chu Zi Feng. Compared to Yanjing, Beijing's crowd was another level.

  "I told you to take a plane, but you wouldn't listen, now we're definitely going to be late!"

  Murong Zhenzhu started complaining on the train, not that this young lady couldn't sit still on the train, the environment on the train was pretty good, it's just that the speed was too slow!

  "I said, Pearl sister, I heard you are from Beijing, how can you get lost?" Chu Zifeng asked.

  "Please, I haven't been back in ten years. In a place like Beijing, it's not just ten years, even one year can bring earth-shattering changes. You really think I can be your guide?"

  Chu Zifeng had long wanted to ask why Murong Zhenzhu stayed in Yanjing for ten years and didn't return to Beijing, but this was after all Murong Zhenzhu's business, so Chu Zifeng didn't dare to ask, like a nosy parker.

  "Then I'll call my mom and have her send someone to pick us up."

  After finishing speaking, Chu Zifeng took out his mobile phone and dialed Zhao Jinhong's number. As soon as Zhao Jinhong heard that Chu Zifeng had arrived, she immediately sent her secretary to pick him up.

  About half an hour later, a stretched red flag car stopped at the entrance of the train station. The license plate on this car was still a special military license plate, which made the surrounding police salute continuously.

  Gu is also a female soldier, 35 years old this year, and has been following Zhao Erhong for nearly ten years. In the central government, she is considered the number one secretary general. As Zhao Erhong's position rose, her official position naturally also rose, but she was unwilling to leave Zhao Erhong and go to the local area to hone her skills for a few years.

  "Excuse me, are you Secretary Gu?"

  Chu Zi Feng turned around and brought Mu Rong Zhen Zhu back to stand in front of Gu Mi Shi who was standing by the carriage, asking.

  The old clerk's face wore a smile as he asked, "You must be Master Chu, right?"

  "Haha, just call me Zifeng, no need for 'young master' this and that, it sounds awkward."

  The old steward didn't mince words, saying: "Alright then. Zi Feng, the two elderly gentlemen and the elderly lady, as well as the leaders, are all waiting at home, let's hurry back... uh, who is this young lady?"

  The old secretary looked at Murong Zhenzhu and asked, "I thought she was Chu Zifeng's girlfriend. If that were the case, I believe the elderly people at home would be even more delighted. Not only has their grandson/daughter returned, but also brought a girlfriend back. What do the elderly like? Isn't it for their children to get married and start a family as soon as possible?"

  "There's no need for Chu Zi Feng to introduce me, nor is there a need to explain anything," Murong Zhenzhu laughed and said: "Gu Mi Shu, I recall that we met 12 years ago in the Beijing Military Region, don't you remember me?"

  The old secretary looked up and down at Murong Zhenzhu, suddenly thinking of the little girl who used to like running into the military district and mixing with a few girls in the military district.

  "You're... Miss Murong!"

  "Haha, Gu Secretary, you can call me Pearl, after all, that's what you used to call me back then."

  "Haha, Pearl, I heard Xiaoyu and Fengling say that you're in Yanjing, how...?"

  Gu Mishu took another look at Chu Zifeng, defined the current identity of Murong Zhenzhu for himself, and didn't ask much. He asked Chu Zifeng to take Murong Zhenzhu onto the car.

  A certain independent quadrangle courtyard in Beijing is being guarded by more than a dozen soldiers holding military guns, while inside the quadrangle courtyard, this family is busy preparing dinner just like an ordinary household.

  "Old official, you'd better hurry up, my precious grandson will be back soon."

  An old lady in her sixties with a head full of white hair was directing an elderly man in his seventies to stir-fry dishes, while in the living room, Chuyuan Shan was preparing bowls and chopsticks.

  This old lady is Yang Zhenxian, China's First Lady and also Zhao Zhihong's mother, Chu Zifeng's grandmother.

  The old man who was being directed by Yang Zhenxian to stir-fry dishes was Zhao Shumin, the father of Zhao Hong. He was China's last marshal and had served as the captain of the dare-to-die corps during the war against Japan, as well as the commander of the first regiment, with outstanding military achievements. After liberation, he had held positions such as the head of the Beijing Military Region, Chairman of the Central Military Commission, and Premier. However, due to the many injuries he sustained during the war against Japan, his old wounds would occasionally flare up, so Zhao Shumin voluntarily gave up the position of first-in-command and stepped down from his role as Premier ahead of time. Nevertheless, even though Zhao Shumin had given up the position of first-in-command due to health reasons, which central official did not treat him with the same respect as if he were still in that position? In fact, some officials even went overboard in their respect for him.

  "Old lady, don't rush me, look, you've rushed me and I forgot to add salt again!"

  Yang Zhenxian sighed, then looked at Chu Yuanshan in the living room and said: "You two old guys are so useless, one only knows how to fight, the other only knows how to do business, can't even handle household chores. Forget it, you two just stay there, I'll take care of it."

  "Haha, dear mother-in-law, let me do it instead. I've done this kind of thing many times before, and I even worked as a handyman sixty years ago." Chu Yuanshan had been at the Zhao's for half a day now, and in that time, he had already resolved the eighteen-year-old conflict. Now, he was eager to take on this task as well.

  Zhao Shumin came out of the kitchen with a bowl of braised fish, saying: "Old lady, today is our precious grandson's first time back home, this meal was naturally prepared by Grandpa and your husband, just watch from the side."

  "Uncle Chum, is your soup done yet?" Chu Yuanshan asked as he walked out of the living room.

  "Oh no! Take it, take it, my soup!"

  Inside the courtyard, three 15- or 16-year-old girls stared blankly at this scene!

  "Little baby, can you eat this meal today?"

  The girl in red clothes asked.

  "It's probably a bit difficult, in the past it was always my grandmother who cooked, and I've never seen my grandfather enter the kitchen before. You guys think that if this gets out, people outside will laugh?" Xiaoying asked.

  "Whoever dares to mock our family, I'll take care of them." The third girl said loudly.

  "I heard our big brother is almost here, what do you guys think, is he handsome?"

  "I think it's okay, the son of my aunt and uncle should not be that different."

  "You two remember, my mom specifically instructed that since big brother is back for the first time today, you must not talk nonsense later. My mom said we must let big brother feel the warmth of home and family, he has been outside for eighteen years, I believe he has suffered a lot."

  "I know, I know, no need for you to say it, my mom already told me."

  Yang Zhenxian saw the three maids chatting in the courtyard and said, "Maids, have you three finished your homework? If not, I'll check later and you'll be punished."

  "Grandma, today is a special day, school has given us a holiday, so don't worry about us!"

  "Look at what you're saying, these years if it wasn't for me, your grandma, taking care of you three girls, you would have turned the world upside down. And last week's incident where you ran to the military compound to fight, I haven't even settled accounts with you yet."

  "Grandma, this can't be blamed on us. It's that kid from the Min family who relies on his father being a military district instructor and bullies people in school. If we don't teach him a lesson, he'll really think he's something."

  "It's just that a mere son of a counselor dares to be so arrogant, if we don't take action, he still doesn't know who the real leader is in this capital city."

  Yang Zhenxian shook his head and said, "It's all because of your grandfather's spoiling. At such a young age, you dare to run into the military compound and fight, and even send someone to the hospital. In a few more years, it will be even worse."

  "Mom, don't mention those three anymore, we were just like them when we were young."

  Zhao Jin Hong said as he walked out of the living room.

  "Even Big Aunt is standing on our side now."

  "Haha, I love Big Auntie, Big Auntie is a good leader of our country, doesn't bully little friends."

  Zhao Jin Hong smiled wryly and said, "Uncle, Dad, you don't have to bother, I'll do it."

  "Go, go, go! Can you eat what you've done?" Zhao Shumin said.

  At this time, the gate of the mansion opened and Gu Mishi led Chu Zifeng and Murong Zhenzhu into it.

  "Commander, I've already brought back Zifeng."

  As soon as Chu Zifeng arrived, the entire courtyard became lively. At the same time, three women and four men walked out of the house. The three women were naturally Zhao Jiyan and her third and fourth sisters, along with their husbands. Another one was naturally Chu Tianxiong.

  "Grandson, my good grandson."

  Yang Zhenxian was the first to rush up, ignoring everything, and directly hugged Chu Zifeng.

  "Zhao Jin Hong stepped forward and said: 'Zi Feng, this is your paternal grandmother. The others are your paternal grandfather, maternal grandfather, and your three aunts and uncles.'"

  Chu Yuanshan and Zhao Shumin both shed tears at this moment, one a heroic tear, the other a treacherous tear.

  Chu Zi Feng's nose also turned sour at this moment, and he said: "Grandpa, maternal grandfather, maternal grandmother..."