Chapter 8, Brotherhood (Part 2)

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Among everyone, the first to react was undoubtedly Yang Mu

I wish to form a brotherhood with you, to become a pair of brothers who, though not related by blood, share a bond deeper and more sincere than that of blood relations. Let heaven and earth bear witness that from this day forward, we shall stand by each other through thick and thin, sharing meals and joys until old age, knowing and caring for one another, supporting each other until the end. What do you say, is that agreeable?

To speak frankly, Yang Mu has never shown a smile to Feng Hongwei

Whether it was the cautious conversation of Feng Hongwei, who tried every means to curry favor with the other party, the sporadic exchanges of Yang Mu, or the mother of the two boys standing in a corner of the hospital room, who looked on with a cheerful smile, all were stunned upon hearing Lei Hongfei's sudden remark, which was utterly devoid of any hint of jest.

The twelve-year-old ace pretty boy, who relies on his looks to navigate the world, indeed possesses remarkable charm. Even the action of sitting on the bed, using a spoon to scoop up soup and feed it to others, along with the image of a "nanny dad," appears so handsome!

Lei Hongfei widened his eyes, but it must be said that it was precisely because of the presence of a stranger like Yang Mu in the ward, along with onlookers outside the ward, that Fengying Building resembled a Communist Party member facing the brutal interrogation of the Kuomintang reactionaries, keeping his mouth tightly shut and refusing to speak, even his two missing teeth, slightly exposed to the air, were clenched tightly together.

Come, come, Wind Brother, let me introduce you.

However, Lei Hongfei's brows quickly furrowed as he glared at the Fengying building and said, "I have brought the soup right to your lips, why aren't you drinking it?"

However, this time, Yang Mu nodded and smiled at Feng Hongwei. Although most of his smile was directed towards Feng Yinglou, it was enough to leave Feng Hongwei pleasantly surprised. It is important to note that Yang Mu's attitude towards a person sometimes subtly reflects the impression they have left in the mind of the commander.

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Yang Mu is truly a child of destiny. He has always been proud of his talents and, with a mentor like General Lei Mingze, he is able to fully showcase his abilities. He does not like Feng Hongwei; although Feng possesses capability, he is overly snobbish and pretentious. Even when encountering Feng Hongwei in the military district or when unavoidable work-related interactions occur, Yang Mu has consistently maintained a polite yet distant attitude towards him

Feng Yinglou had not yet responded, but his father, with a smile on his face, explained, "This child has been timid since he was young, afraid of strangers. When there are many people, he doesn't even dare to speak, let alone drink soup." And books.

Cough cough cough ... ...

Under the watchful gaze of many, a broad smile suddenly blossomed on the face of Feng Yinglou, and he exclaimed: "Good!"

His ability to become a favored aide to the commander is undoubtedly due to his genuine talents. Not only does he possess an exceptional memory, but he is also adept in handling affairs with great skill. Over time, he has come to understand the commander's temperament and even his thoughts with remarkable clarity.

Considering that the other party is the father of Feng Yinglou, even for the sake of Feng Yinglou's reputation, Xiao Hongfei, no, it should be Lei Hongfei, took a few deep breaths and managed to suppress the anger boiling within him, forcing himself to swallow all the harsher and more venomous words that had already risen to his lips.

Listening to Lei Hongfei's absolutely malicious and spine-chilling smirk, Feng Yinglou said nothing and took the bowl of soup to drink. Lei Hongfei, this super mischievous friend and brother, stood by with an innocent and concerned expression, "Drink slowly, drink slowly. If it's not enough, there's more in the bucket. By the way... do you want to add some yogurt to it?!"

Lei Hongfei sat down on the chair next to Feng Yinglou and smiled, saying: "Having been beaten by my father into a pig's head, with eyes all swollen, you still dare to speak up for me, a friend. Just for this, you deserve the four hours I spent making soup for you. You should know, this is the first time in my life that I have made soup for a man"

Heaven shows mercy, and Feng Yinglou did not intentionally interrupt; he is too young and does not understand such adult cunning. He was truly choked!

Although Feng Hongwei holds the rank of colonel and serves as the deputy division commander, when facing Yang Mu, he momentarily stunned, yet a flattering and ingratiating smile appeared on his face

No way

Feng Hongwei truly did not expect that Yang Mu would actually refer to him as "Brother Feng". Just when he almost thought he was dreaming, Yang Mu pointed at Xiao Hongfei and said to Feng Hongwei: "This is the military commander's grandson, Xiao Hongfei. Although it may be a bit premature, perhaps it would be more appropriate to introduce him as Lei Hongfei. The commander and Hongfei have already discussed it, and within a maximum of two weeks, Hongfei's household registration will be transferred to the military district, and he will follow the commander to change his surname to Lei."

Looking at Feng Yinglou, who was sitting dazed on the hospital bed, Feng Hongwei was so anxious that he was almost about to jump up. He widened his eyes, seemingly wanting to say something, but was stopped by Yang Mu with a gaze that was not sharp yet carried an undeniable weight.

Who is Ke Leihongfei

However, regardless of the circumstances, Lei Hongfei actually took a thermos from Yang Mu. When he opened the lid, a rich aroma immediately filled the entire hospital room. When Feng Yinglou's mother found a clean bowl and spoon to hand to Lei Hongfei, facing his sun-like vitality and his utterly handsome yet slightly mischievous expression, it would be a lie to say that his heart did not race.

Yes, that's right. I am the one you referred to as not a good person, the one who deserved to be beaten, Xiao Hongfei. I am also the good brother of the Wind Shadow Tower, Xiao Hongfei

Feng Yinglou widened his eyes in disbelief, wondering if someone like Lei Hongfei would also make soup

Lei Hongfei leaned closer to Feng Yinglou's ear and whispered in a voice only the two of them could hear: "Kid, if you dare to let down the bowl of soup that I have painstakingly prepared, heh heh... I will tell your dad about your glorious deeds of smoking and drinking with me two days ago"

Well done, young man

A person who wishes to abandon a dark past and embrace a new life needs new friends and a new environment. In Yang Mu's view, Feng Hongwei, who is skilled in calculations and possesses considerable ability, will definitely not make a good uncle. However, Feng Yinglou, who is usually timid and appears unremarkable, will, on the contrary, become a rather good friend, someone with whom one can build a lifelong relationship.

He is so hopelessly clever that with just three turns of his eyes, he could even trick Afanti into falling off his donkey, a true genius

He looked at Lei Hongfei, who was serious and devoid of any pretense, as if he were a man kneeling on his right knee to propose to the girl he loved. Then he glanced at Feng Yinglou, who was still sitting on the hospital bed, not yet fully grasping the situation. A faint smile blossomed unreservedly from the corner of Yang Mu's mouth, eventually evolving into a vigorous nod and smile.

Confronted by the person standing before him, Xiao Hongfei, whose words cut like a knife and who clearly left a terrible first impression, yet would undoubtedly become the most important figure beside the army commander in the future, Feng Hongwei's face was a chaotic blend of ingratiation and awkwardness, resulting in a smile that was stiff and bizarrely out of place

Lei Hongfei casually wiped the things off his face with his sleeve, looking at Feng Yinglou, who had just endured so many slaps and was still gasping in pain, yet was smiling brightly again for a bowl of delicious soup. Lei Hongfei put away his smile and fell silent for a while, then suddenly said: "Kid, let’s be brothers for life."