202 The Taste of Home

Ye Feng's house was located in a very old district in Fan City.

The houses and facilities here were already seriously aged.

The neighbors here were mostly lonely elderly.

As the passageway was very narrow, the car could not drive in.

He had no choice but to park the Lykan supercar by the side of the street.

Then, he took the gifts he had prepared for his grandparents and walked into the neighborhood.

The old men and women on the street were all staring at the cool sports car.

"What kind of monster is that? Is it a car?"

"It seems so? However, it's rare to see such an ugly car."

"What's wrong with your eyes? I think it's very nice!"

"It's so fancy. It's not as good as my Liuzi's Wuling."

"Now that you've said it, it does seem like Wuling is better looking."

"But this car should be worth quite a bit, right?"

"I don't think it's as valuable as Wuling. What kind of rich people can come to our community?"

"That seems to be the case."

"Who was that young man who just passed by? My eyes are a little blurry, I didn't see clearly."

"I didn't see it clearly, but it's quite stiff."

"Are they here to sell health products again? He's dressed exactly the same as the scammers who came last time."

"It makes me angry whenever you mention it. I spent a few thousand on health care products, but it gave me white pimples."

"This bunch of f*cking liars. Their children will definitely have no anus in the future."

"..."

The closer Ye Feng got to the door, the faster his heartbeat.

He had been through a lot during this period of time.

But he had never been so nervous before.

The old door was left ajar, and his grandma's familiar laughter could be heard from inside.

Ye Feng immediately smiled.

He directly pushed the door open and entered.

"Grandma, I'm back!"

At this moment, two old ladies were sitting in the room.

One of them was a white-haired but energetic old lady. She was his grandmother, Ma Xianglan.

The other one was Grandma Huang, the neighbor.

When she heard Ye Feng's voice, Ma Xianglan was stunned.

She hurriedly put on the presbyopic glasses hanging on her chest and carefully identified him.

"Oh, isn't this my eldest grandson?"

Ma Xianglan recognized her grandson and hurried to greet him.

As she was walking too quickly, she almost tripped over a stool on the ground.

Ye Feng was shocked and hurriedly went forward to support her. "Grandma, slow down. I can't run away."

Ma Xianglan's hands trembled as she held her grandson's hands. Her eyes were filled with tears. "Eldest grandson. Grandma missed you so much. You didn't even tell Grandma that you were coming back..."

Ye Feng helped her to wipe her tears. "I wanted to give you a surprise."

Ma Xianglan tapped his forehead. "You little brat, I'm already so old and yet you're still giving me a surprise? Aren't you afraid that I'll fall sick from the shock?"

Ye Feng smiled naively. "Grandma isn't old at all, and she's getting younger and younger. If we walk on the streets in a few years, people will think that you're my sister!"

Ma Xianglan was so amused by him that she could not close her mouth. "You little brat, you've become so sneaky after being away for half a year."

Ye Feng felt wronged. "I'm just telling the truth. How can you call it sneaky?"

At that moment, Grandma Huang walked over. "Aiya, Xiao Feng, I was just talking to your grandma about you. I didn't expect you to be here so soon."

Ye Feng nodded at her politely. "Grandma Huang, Happy Mid-Autumn Festival."

Grandma Huang looked him up and down. "Tsk, tsk, tsk, Xiao Feng, you've indeed been to the big city. You look so energetic. If we were on the streets, I wouldn't even dare to recognize you."

Ye Feng hurriedly said a few polite words.

He then looked around and turned to Ma Xianglan. "Grandma, where's Grandpa?"

Ma Xianglan's face was filled with disdain when she heard him mention her husband. "That stubborn old man had a fight with me this morning and left home."

"Ah?"

Ye Feng was dumbfounded. "Ran away from home? Should we hurry up and look for him?"

Ma Xianglan shook her head proudly. "Don't worry, I know him too well. At most, he'll go to the seniors' park for a walk. He'll be back soon."

At this moment, he heard the voice of an old man coming from outside.

"Hmph, a bunch of country bumpkins. That's called a sports car, it's worth millions. You don't know anything and only know how to talk nonsense..."

The old man was cursing as he pushed the door open and walked in.

"Grandpa, I'm back."

Ye Feng immediately went up to him excitedly.

The old man had a square face and slicked-back hair.

At this moment, his face was droopy, and he gave off an imposing aura.

He was Ye Baoguo, Ye Feng's grandfather.

In the face of his grandson's enthusiasm, he still put on a straight face. "Why didn't you study hard in school? What are you doing back here? Are you afraid that no one will collect my body after I die?"

Ye Feng was speechless.

He stood there awkwardly, not knowing what to do.

Ma Xianglan was furious when she saw her grandson being wronged. "You old man, it's not easy for my grandson to come home. Can't you be happy? Who are you pulling a long face for?"

Ye Baoguo straightened his neck and glared at her. "He's my grandson. I can scold and hit him if I want to. Can't I?"

Ma Xianglan was like a hen protecting its food. "Xiao Feng is my grandson. If you dare to hit my grandson, I'll fight you to the death."

Seeing this, Ye Baoguo immediately shrank his neck. "...I was just saying, I didn't say I was going to hit him."

Ye Feng looked at this pair of old jokers.

He wanted to laugh but didn't dare to.

At the same time, it felt very warm.

Perhaps this was the true taste of home?