The First Volume Against The Current Chapter 035: The Seating Arrangement of the Third Generation of the Feng Family

  Mr. Feng has been busy with external affairs for the past two days, representing the country on a visit to a Central Asian country. However, although Mr. Feng is not present, under the invitation of Mrs. Feng, all the direct relatives and family members of the Feng family have gathered at Mr. Feng's house, having a family banquet at noon, which can be considered as the first formal gathering of the Feng family after accepting Peng Yuanzheng.

  What surprised and touched Peng Yuanzheng was that Old Lady Feng had arranged for Feng Qianru's mother, Song Yuzhen, to wait downstairs. As a junior, Peng Yuanzheng was being highly regarded by Old Lady Feng, which, apart from some kind of "love me, love my dog" compensatory psychology, also expressed the old lady's attitude.

  Her attitude will directly affect the attitudes of other elders in the Feng family towards Peng Yuanzheng.

  Feng Qianru jumped off the car and saw her mother waiting downstairs personally, which was somewhat unexpected.

  "She turned around and looked at Peng Yuanzheng and introduced, 'Brother Yuanzheng, this is my mom, you met her last time.'"

  Peng Yuanzheng hastily stepped forward, smiling respectfully and greeting her, "Hello, Aunt! I'm not worthy of the trouble you've taken to welcome me."

  Song Yu Zhen looked at Peng Yuan Zheng's gentle eyes, which flickered with a strange light. She smiled and affectionately pulled up Peng Yuan Zheng's hand, "Come on, Yuan Zheng, let's go upstairs and go home. Your grandma, your eldest uncle, third uncle and aunt, and little aunt and uncle are all there!"

  Song Yu Zhen pulled Peng Yuan Zheng's hand into the house, with Feng Qian Ru following closely behind. As the three of them entered, the glances from the Feng family were somewhat strange, especially from Feng Bo Lin's family and Feng Bo Xia's family, but Old Lady Feng felt very pleased.

  Old Lady Feng smiled and stood up, beckoning to Peng Yuanzheng with a wave of her hand. In a soft voice, she said, "Child, come over here and sit next to Grandma."

  Everyone in the living room was sitting on the sofa without moving, but when the old lady stood up, they all had to stand up with a wry smile.

  Peng Yuanzheng was as calm as a fire. He walked past with an unchanged expression, but instead of sitting next to Old Lady Feng, he first greeted the elder members of the family, including Feng Boda, Feng Bolin, and Feng Boxia. As the saying goes, "one doesn't hit a smiling face," Peng Yuanzheng's courtesy was sufficient, and although Feng Bolin and his wife were very repelled by him, they had to force a smile on their faces and nod in response.

  As for Feng Boxia and her husband, they did not reject Peng Yuanzheng, but nor did they particularly like him. In short, with a stranger suddenly appearing in the house, it was still hard to fully accept him at first.

  Mrs. Feng was delighted to see that her newly recognized grandson was neither arrogant nor humble, calm and composed with good manners. She pulled Peng Yuanzheng's hand and let him sit beside her, then smiled and introduced him to the other third-generation members of the Feng family except for Feng Qianru.

  Feng Yuanhua's siblings and Feng Baoxia's son Zhao Hainan all had a somewhat lukewarm attitude towards Peng Yuanzheng, especially Feng Yuanhua, whose eyes seemed to hold a hint of hostility that made Peng Yuanzheng feel very uncomfortable.

  The family gathered together, but the atmosphere was not very harmonious. Feng Bogao and his wife smiled and actively asked about Peng Yuanzheng's recent situation, caring about his work problems, but Feng Bolin and his wife remained silent all the time. Feng Boxia did say a few words to Peng Yuanzheng, but it was also obvious that she was just being polite.

  After a few words of conversation, Feng Bolin left on the grounds that he had official business to attend to. Zhao followed suit immediately after. His vacation was about to end and he would be leaving Beijing this afternoon to return to Jiangnan Province.

  Feng Bolin's wife, Zhang Lanben, also wanted to take the opportunity to slip away, but Old Lady Feng did not agree. As long as the old lady did not nod her head, this daughter-in-law dared not leave on her own initiative. Helplessly, she followed Song Yuzhen into the kitchen and assisted the big chef who had come from the organ cafeteria with Xiaobaomu (little aunt) Qing.

  Because it was a family dinner and the old lady attached great importance to it, Song Yuzhen found a chef from the organ cafeteria and started busy in the kitchen after Peng Yuanzheng entered the door.

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  The whole family sat in the restaurant, with a table full of delicious and colorful dishes. The old lady sat at the head of the table, to her left were the second generation of the Feng family: Feng Boda, Song Yuzhen, Zhang Lan, and Feng Boxia; while to her right were the third generation of the Feng family, seated in order.

  This seating arrangement seems quite "unusual".

  In the view of Feng Yuanhua and others, it should be Feng Yuanhua sitting at the top, because he has always appeared as the eldest grandson of the Feng family; then in order are Feng Qianru, Feng Linlin, and Zhao Hainan. As for Peng Yuanzheng, a country bumpkin who is considered to be the third generation of the Feng family lost outside, no matter what, cannot have a higher status than Feng Yuanhua, it's enough to show respect at the end.

  So, Feng Yuanhua subconsciously wanted to sit next to Old Lady Feng, but saw Old Lady Feng smiling and patting the position beside her, beckoning to Peng Yuanzheng, "Yuanzheng, you come sit. You several children, your age is the largest, are the big brother, our family has always been in order of seniority, can't mess up the order."

  Feng Yuanhua's movements suddenly stiffened, and his face turned very unsightly.

  Peng Yuanzheng hesitated for a moment, but at this moment, he couldn't disobey the old lady's intention, and secondly, he also felt that he should take the lead. He was older than them, as an elder brother, sitting in the first position was reasonable.

  After sitting down, Old Lady Feng smiled at Feng Berto and said, "Berto, it's rare for our whole family to gather together. Let's open a bottle of red wine and have a drink to celebrate."

  "Okay, mom." Feng Bogao was about to instruct Feng Qianru to go to the kitchen to fetch a bottle of red wine, but Feng Yuanhua had already gotten up to get it herself.

  Feng Yuanhua took back the wine, walked to Peng Yuanzheng with a smile and said, "Brother Yuanzheng, help me open the wine, I sprained my wrist playing basketball these two days, it's not very convenient!"

  Peng Yuanzheng also stood up with a smile, took over the bottle of fine red wine that was obviously from France, and said, "Where's the opener?"

  Feng Yuanhua's intention was not friendly, he wanted to take the opportunity to make Peng Yuanzheng lose face, in his opinion, Peng Yuanzheng, a rural person, had never drunk such high-quality red wine. It's not bad, in the early 1990s, ordinary people who drank red wine were rare, and those who could drink imported brand red wine were even rarer. If Peng Yuanzheng wasn't a reborn person, opening this imported dry red seal would be quite difficult. Even with a bottle opener, the action would be very awkward and stiff. Moreover, Feng Yuanhua had hidden the bottle opener in his own trouser pocket.

  Feng Yuanhua's mouth curled up into a faint smile, "Can't find the bottle opener."

  Feng Qianru frowned, just about to get up and find the bottle opener, but heard Peng Yuanzheng laugh and say, "Without a bottle opener, it's really a bit of trouble... Qianru, would you mind finding a clean towel?"

  Feng Qianru brought over a white towel, and Peng Yuanzheng used the towel to tightly wrap around the bottom of the red wine bottle. He then held it horizontally and lightly tapped it against the wall behind him several times in a rhythmic manner, neither too fast nor too slow.

  Under the astonished gaze of everyone, the cork of the red wine bottle was shaken out bit by bit. When the cork reached a certain height out of the bottle mouth, Peng Yuanzheng stopped tapping and held the bottle upright, pausing for a moment before slowly pulling out the cork in a clockwise direction.

  Several young people in the Feng family were stunned. Although Feng Yuanhua was unhappy, he could do nothing about it.

  At this time, Peng Yuanzheng had calmly held the red wine bottle and poured about one-third of the red wine into the high-footed cup in front of each person, starting with Old Lady Feng. His movements were smooth and natural, even elegant.

  Although it's just a small detail, one can see a person's upbringing and taste from this kind of detail. With Peng Yuanzheng pouring wine in a circle, not to mention the old lady, Feng Bogao and his wife were satisfied to the extreme. Peng Yuanzheng grew up at the grassroots level since childhood, it is impossible for him to receive various social etiquette education like Feng Qianru, Feng Yuanhua, Feng Linlin and Zhao Hainan, which can only explain that this child has an extraordinary and noble quality in his bones.

  Some people's nobility is inherent in their bones, rather than being displayed through their status.

  Seeing Grandpa and Grandma appreciate Peng Yuanzheng more and more, Feng Yuanhua's heart became increasingly stuffy. Although his face still wore a smile, his heart was twisted into a knot.

  A little jealous, a little resentful, and a little helpless.