"It's delicious." Feng Xingying seemed to have a good temper no matter what, and gave him a bright smile.
The boy looked satisfied and asked with bright eyes: "Mr. Feng, I heard that you are only sixteen years old?"
"Yeah." Feng Xingying nodded while eating.
Feng Xingying was very strictly controlled by Qin Molin in terms of food. He was basically only allowed to feed himself and Feng Xingying was not allowed to eat anything from outside. Occasionally, he tried other food, and Feng Xingying became a foodie.
And this kid was also a good kid, and he actually took the initiative to help Feng Xingying peel the shrimps.
Feng Xingying also ate with peace of mind. This was the respect students showed for their teachers. The things were small, and the gold-like heart touched her.
"Mr. Feng, I will be eleven next year."
"Um."
"I'm only five years younger than you."
"oh."
Feng Xingying answered perfunctorily, as the temptation of delicious food was quite great.
Regardless of whether Feng Xingying listened carefully or not, Ye Jingning still expressed his thoughts loudly:
"Mr. Feng is the first person to understand my feelings, and he is my confidante, so I will protect you all my life. In the future, whether Mr. Qin or anyone bullies you, you have to sue me, and I will definitely protect you."
Feng Xingying was a little stunned when he was halfway through eating. He looked up at the young man's excited expression, and finally nodded mechanically:
"Oh, okay. But why do you protect me?"
"I'll work hard! Just wait and see." After saying that, the little guy turned around proudly and ran away like a fly.
"Ha, what a cute little guy. Fortunately, Qin Molin is not here, otherwise it would have been another bloody case." Feng Xingying shook his head helplessly.
As a confidante or something, Feng Xingying would naturally not take things seriously with a child who was not yet eleven years old and continue to eat her food heartlessly.
Little did he know that her words "Why do you protect me" stimulated a young man's growing heart.
After he ran out of Feng Xingying's yard, he stopped calmly and stared not far away: "Grandpa, I know you are still there."
"Little guy, this is incredible."
"Grandpa, you said last year that you would find some skilled gentlemen for me. Is that true?"
"of course it's true."
"Then let them teach me now, but I don't know how to become a master. In this life, I will only recognize Feng Xingying as my master."
The fifth elder was originally going to tease his precocious grandson, but suddenly found that the little guy was more mature than he thought, so he could only nod his head like an adult:
"Okay, just tell grandpa what you want. Even if you want to marry Feng Xingying, grandpa will do it for you. You have to remember that grandpa will always support you."
"Thank you, Grandpa. Please don't embarrass Mr. Feng. I will work hard to become stronger and make Mr. Feng look at me with admiration. Don't worry, Grandpa, I have received kindness from my family and I will repay it when I grow up."
At this moment, the fifth elder really knocked over the five-flavor bottle. He didn't know whether he was happy or worried.
My grandson has grown up and has more ideas than adults. This is a good thing, but how come the newly raised grandson is thinking about others
Later, Feng Xingying also noticed that Ye Jingning was the hardest-working young man she had ever seen, and she wished she could stretch her strings tightly every day.
As for what he said that day that Feng Xingying was his confidante, it had already been automatically filtered out by Feng Xingying. He is a little kid, and his thoughts are simple.
Feng Xingying only taught him in the general direction and arranged courses for him from the perspective of a strict teacher, but he would not do many things personally. He was just her student, not her direct disciple.