Time passed by like a flash, sliding past Wednesday, then Thursday, and it was after 9:00 on Friday morning.

Yan Feifan, who arrived at the Capital Airport by plane, Yu Suye and Duan Yu, carried large bags and small bags, dragged their suitcases to the port.

Yan Feifan saw the familiar Cadillac business car again, and Yu Chuanbai who came to greet them.

"Welcome to the capital!"

While helping to carry the luggage into the car, Yu Chuanbai complained: "I took the plane back home in the middle of the night. After sleeping for less than four hours, I came to the airport to pick you up again."

"How is it, am I good enough?"

Yu Suye snorted with disgust: "Who wants you to welcome us? If you drive like this, Feifan and I have to worry about our own safety."

"Duan Yu, come and drive..."

Yu Chuanbai sat in the passenger seat happily, turned his head to Yu Suye and Yan Feifan who were sitting behind him and said, "Friendly reminder, before I went out, many relatives came to my house."

"Extraordinary, you must be mentally prepared to be treated as a giant panda."

Yan Feifan smiled and asked casually: "Do you have a red envelope?"

"Red envelope? Do you mean the meeting money?"

Yu Chuanbai thought for a while and said seriously: "As far as I know, there should be no one."

"It seems that the custom is that the woman goes to the man's house and has money to meet. On the other hand, if the man goes to the woman's house, he has no money to get it."

Yan Feifan said lightly, and then he realized that his hand was held by Yu Suye.

"Freefan, I will always be by your side."

Yu Suye comforted him and then introduced: "Now, most of our Yu tribesmen live in Jingchengyuan Community within the Second Ring Road."

"That was more than 20 years ago, Baining Group cooperated with a real estate company to demolish the old community where we used to live."

Yan Feifan said again, and saw Yu Chuanbai in the passenger seat turn his head over again.

"Our Yu family also owns three courtyard houses in the city, one set of three, two sets of two."

"The property rights belong to Baining Group, not to individuals."

Yan Feifan understood what it means to own a courtyard house in the capital, and couldn't help but sigh: "It is worthy of being a big family with heritage and a profound foundation."

Yu Chuanbai said with a slight slight display: "The three-entry courtyard house was renovated into the group's reception hall."

"One set of two courtyards and four-home courtyards is the ancestral hall of our Yu family, and the other set is lived in by the grandfather's family..."

Along the way, the Yu brothers and sisters introduced some basic situations of the Yu family to Yan Feifan, as well as family interesting stories, which made the journey less long.

At 11 o'clock in the morning, the car finally drove into a community with a slightly old-fashioned feeling and planted many big trees, and parked in front of an eleventh-story building.

Yan Feifan noticed that before the car stopped, more than ten people came out of the tunnel in the building.

He knew one of them, Yu Nanxing, and the others were teenagers much younger than him, mostly girls.

"Don't be nervous. Except for Yu Nanxing, everyone else is a cousin of the same generation, as well as a cousin!"

Yu Suye introduced softly, took Yan Feifan's hand and got out of the car.

When Yan Feifan got off the car, he found that except for Yu Nanxing, the other guys stopped and looked at Yan Feifan without any concealment.

After Yu Nanxing found that he had become the commander of the bare hands, he turned his head and glared at them, saying, "Do you haven't seen the online photos and videos of Dr. Yan before?"

"Don't you recognize real people?"

"You're here to help with things."

As he said this, the teenagers came over quickly with a smile, helping to get the bag and drag the suitcase.

Several girls chattered around Yu Suye.

"Sister, my brother-in-law is very handsome."

"Cousin, you really have a vision and have found a handsome and capable boyfriend."

Yu Suye looked proud, "Of course."

"I, Yu Suye, have always been the best since I was a child. Of course, my boyfriend is the best and the best..."

Yan Feifan entered the building, entered the elevator, and arrived at the ninth floor.

After leaving the elevator, Yan Feifan discovered that the level of the person who was greeting in front of the elevator door was obviously higher.

There are Yu Youhai, the director of Baining Hospital, Su Ru, Yu Su Ye’s mother, and several young people of the same age.

After a few simple greetings, Yan Feifan was invited into a room with a steaming heater, and his eyes were full of people.

The living room is really not small, at least forty square meters.

It was just that there were people everywhere and they were whispering to themselves. Yan Feifan felt like he came to the market and was watched by a monkey.

This made him feel uncomfortable.

Just then, a majestic voice sounded, "Okay, just calm down!"

With this, the sound of the hall was like snow meeting boiling water, which quickly melted away.

The old man of the Yu family stood up and said, "Today is Xiaoyan's first time coming to the door."

"You have seen each other, so you should do whatever you should do."

"Su Yeya will bring Xiaoyan to visit one by one."

After Mr. Yu said this, the people in the living room said goodbye and left, and soon left more than a dozen people including Mr. Yu, Yu Youhai, Yu Nanxing, and Yu Suye's grandfather, parents, sister-in-law, uncle and aunt, etc.

The living room has been restored to its spaciousness, which makes Yan Feifan feel much more comfortable.

Next, under Yu Suye's guidance, he paid homage to Su Ye's grandfather.

Yan Feifan respectfully called "Grandpa" to this old man who has been famous for a long time, tall, thin, elegant, expressionless, and gray-haired man, Yan Feifan respectfully called "Grandpa", and then took the long flat wooden box from Yu Suye, bowed to him and gave the old man the gift he brought.

Old Man Yu squeezed out a little smile on his face, took the wooden box, and opened it casually.

"Hey, this ginseng..."

Old Man Yu's eyes widened a lot, put the wooden box closer to him, and looked carefully.

"I still have the impression that people from Bainingtang went to buy this ginseng a few months ago, and I heard that it was bought by others."

"So that person is you!"

Yan Feifan said honestly: "I also bought it from others through relationships recently."

Mr. Yu, who was sitting aside, also came over to look at the ginseng and nodded, "It's pretty good to preserve."

"Last third brother, you are right to use this ginseng now."

Old man Yu closed the lid of the wooden box, nodded slightly to Yan Feifan and said, "I'm sorry."

At this time, a timid and weak kitten screamed.

Yu Suye quickly took over the small cage wrapped in the insulation layer and tore off the insulation layer.

"Mom, mom, bantam cats, two, do you like it?"

"Oh, I really like it."

Su Ru took the cage and stared at the two timid kittens inside with light, saying excitedly: "I have always wanted to raise a cat."

"But your father disagreed. Now, he has to agree."

As he said this, Su Ru also took a provocative look at her husband who looked depressed and helpless.

Yu Suye also said at the right time: "Dad, you have a gift, too."

Yan Feifan didn't need to hint, so he quickly took out the gift, took it close to Yu Youpeng, and said, "Uncle, this is Yidao's late Qing Dynasty rice paper, I hope you can..."

Before he could finish his words, he heard the old man of the Yu family say, "Xiaoyan, bring the rice paper to me and take a look."

Yan Feifan showed Yu Youpeng his permission, and after obtaining his permission, he handed the rice paper to Mr. Yu.

Mr. Yu carefully opened the packaging, carefully checked the rice paper, and said with satisfaction: "The texture is soft and tough, as smooth as jade. It is indeed the rice paper that has been around for many years in Jingxian County."

"Youpeng, you can use such good rice paper to be a waste, it's my fault."

"Let's go back, go to my place and take ten knives and put them on rice paper."

Yu Youpeng said anxiously: "Uncle, why did I waste it? I am also a member of the District Calligraphy Association, and you are not a member of the calligraphy member."

Mr. Yu said in contempt: "I don't want to go to the selection. The brush calligraphy you wrote has no charm at all, and it is full of craftsmanship..."

The two argued for a while, and finally, Mr. Yu reluctantly ate ten pieces of rice paper to Yu Youpeng.

After Mr. Yu counted out ten pieces of rice paper, he waved to Yan Feifan and said, "Xiaoyan, I'll give you a pulse."

"Let me see how you recovered during this period..."
Chapter completed!