Just reborn, my wife and daughter were humiliated

When the old man saw this, a look of surprise appeared on his face, followed by a hint of appreciation.

After giving Ye Feng another cup of tea, the old man poured himself a cup of tea.

"It seems that Master Ye is a person who understands tea, and he is also a person who likes to drink tea." The old man said with a smile.

Ye Feng nodded and said, "I do like drinking tea."

"Master Ye surprised me a little." The old man nodded and said, "In this era, young people no longer like drinking tea."

"Because tea is bitter and not as enjoyable as those drinks and wine!"

"People in this era can no longer appreciate the joy of suffering."

Ye Feng looked at the old man without saying anything, waiting for the old man's next words.

Ye Feng wouldn't believe it when a person he didn't know for no reason came to teach him tea ceremony.

The old man continued, "Since Master Ye likes to drink tea, he should understand!"

"Tea represents tolerance. It is bitter at first and then sweet, with ups and downs. All kinds of tastes can only be known by yourself!"

"This life is like drinking tea."

“If you want to drink a good pot of tea, you must make preparations, such as washing the tea, boiling water, scalding the cup, brewing the cup, brewing, and filtering. The methods of drinking tea are different, and some teas are different. It tastes delicious once brewed, but some teas become sweeter the more times they are brewed.”

“And if you don’t prepare enough, or don’t do it in the right order, a good pot of tea will be ruined.”

"You can't get the results you want either."

Ye Feng continued to look at the old man, raised his hand and took another sip of tea.

"Good tea!" Ye Feng said again.

The old man was stunned, nodded slightly and continued: "Then Mr. Ye can help me clarify my doubts?"

"Why do we have to endure this tea ceremony?"

After hearing this, Ye Feng thought for a moment and said, "Tea needs to be brewed before you can drink it, and tea needs to be soaked for a period of time to remove the impurities and odor on the tea leaves. If the time is not enough, the tea aroma will naturally not come out."

"Of course we can't get good tea."

"So I understand that the time spent waiting for the tea to brew actually means forbearance, so impatient people are also people who don't like to drink tea."

"The same people can't drink good tea!"

The old man heard this and said approvingly: "I didn't expect that Master Ye could understand the essence of this tea ceremony."

"Before coming here, I always thought that Master Ye was an impulsive person."

"After all, in my eyes, the few things you have done recently are remarkable, but they are a bit impulsive."

After hearing the old man's words, Ye Feng did not speak, but just looked at the old man.

This scene made the old man even more surprised.

"Good good!"

"This calmness is really good."

"Yueyan has a good son!"

Hearing the word "Yueyan", something strange finally appeared on Ye Fenggujing Wubo's face.

"Alas!" Seeing Ye Feng's appearance, the old man sighed.

"Master Ye, I know you miss Yueyan and your mother very much."

"But now is really not the time."

"Just like what I told you about drinking tea, now you are making tea, so you must be patient."

"After all, the enemies the Ye family faces are too powerful!"

Looking at the old man in front of him, Ye Feng frowned and said, "Who are you?"

"Your grandfather and I are good friends. I was the master of your father, and I also taught you basic kung fu."

"I will learn the Ye family's techniques from your grandfather later."

After listening to the old man's words, Ye Feng said with surprise: "You said my father is a warrior?"

"Of course!" the old man said with a smile, "It's just because of the Ye family's affairs that your father had to hide his identity as a warrior for so many years."

"What happened to the Ye family?" Ye Feng asked.

The old man shook his head and said: "Master Ye, I stay here just because I don't want you to continue interfering, because your current strength is not enough to deal with the Ye family's affairs, so I'd better wait until you are strong enough before investigating!"

"And I'll be leaving after today too!"

"You're lying to me!" Ye Feng suddenly looked at the old man and said.

The old man was not too surprised, but looked at Ye Feng and said, "Your father asked me to tell you these. You can choose not to believe it."

"But if you continue to pursue the Ye family's affairs, your parents will definitely be in danger."

"Who are you?" Ye Feng said again.

At this time, Ye Feng had secretly accumulated strength in his hands, and his eyes were looking at the old man coldly.

The old man said calmly: "I said I was your grandfather's friend."

"If you were my grandfather's friend and my father's mentor, you wouldn't call me Master Ye!" Ye Feng said coldly.

When the old man heard this, he actually laughed, and then said with a face full of relief: "If you have this reaction, I will be relieved!"

"At least you are alert, and with your martial arts skills, even if those people in the dark want to attack you, they will not lose their lives."

After hearing the old man's words, Ye Feng frowned.

The old man took a deep breath and said, "Master, listen to me!"

"I'm not being alarmist. What you just said was indeed what your father asked me to tell you."

"And my true identity is the bodyguard of the Ye family."

"I threw that pebble last time too!"

"Master, you can investigate secretly, but try not to come to the Ye family's old house during the day and expose your identity."

"Those people in the dark are too powerful. Now is not the time to confront them head-on. When the time comes, Yueyan and the others will naturally contact you."

Just as Ye Feng was about to speak, the old man quickly said again: "Master, I can't stay in contact with you for too long."

"That's it for today, I'll contact you later!"

"Don't expose yourself!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the old man took out a bamboo flute from his arms and said, "Your father is worried that you don't believe it, so let me show you this!"

"Qin Xiao He Ming! Your mother never uses the last string of the guqin she plays!"

When he saw this bamboo flute, Ye Feng's whole body was shocked.

Because this bamboo flute was the bamboo flute that his father often held in his hands. His mother was good at playing the guqin, while his father liked bamboo flutes. When Ye Feng was a child, the two of them would often play a song together.

The old man handed the bamboo flute to Ye Feng, who stroked it greedily.

After a while, the old man said: "Master, please return the bamboo flute to me. If something happens to me in the future, the next person you contact will still use it as a token."

Ye Feng thought for a while and handed the bamboo flute to the old man and asked:

"Are my parents okay?"

"They are not safe for the time being, but they can't let others know that they are still alive!"

"So please master, please be patient for a while longer!"

After saying that, the old man stood up directly, looked at Ye Feng with a complex expression and said, "Master, please stay alive!"

"Don't resent them!"

"Whoosh!" The old man's figure left the private room instantly. When Ye Feng chased him out, the old man was no longer there.

After Ye Feng glanced in the direction of the Ye family's old house, he frowned slightly, turned around and walked towards the medical center.

The old man was able to take out his father's bamboo flute and tell about the sound of the qin and his mother's habit of playing the guqin, indicating that this person was indeed someone close to his father.

Because only he and his father knew that his mother couldn't use the last string.

If one of them hadn't told the old man, it would have been impossible for the old man to know.

Ye Feng looked at the hurried pedestrians on the street and murmured: "Father, mother, where are you?"

"I miss you, kid!"