Rebirth of the Rising Sun

"Zhe'er, Zhe'er, your grandpa is asking you a question. How are you feeling?" Seeing that his wife had asked Feng Sizhe for his opinion several times in a row, but his grandson just didn't say anything, He Jiayu raised her voice and asked.

"Ah? Grandpa, grandma, let me think about this for a while, okay?" Feng Sizhe's thoughts were suddenly disrupted by his grandmother. He thought about it for a while and did not answer immediately.

"Well, you need to think carefully about your lifelong affairs." Surprisingly, after hearing Feng Sizhe's answer, Lieutenant General Zhao did not urge him, but instead said this to Yu Tian.

Seeing her father speaking to Feng Sizhe again, Zhao Lizhu couldn't help but snort. When her father introduced her to a partner, he was so anxious. As soon as the parents of both sides agreed, they met and got engaged right away, and then got married within a few days. There was no time for her to think about it. But why was it different when it came to Feng Sizhe?

However, although Zhao Lizhu felt a little unconvinced in her heart, she still liked her nephew very much. She said that her husband died early because of bad luck, and few people here would not say that her fate was tragic. But Feng Sizhe, who just returned to China, said that birth, aging, sickness and death are all destiny, and his aunt should not have any burden.

It is said that Zhao Lizhu's husband died just after they got married, and many people gossiped about her, saying that she was a jinx. But because of Feng Sizhe's words, Zhao Lizhu went back to her room and cried on the quilt for a long time. Now Feng Sizhe has grown up and is finally facing marriage. As a person who has experienced it, I must give my nephew some good advice to repay his words.

After finishing his meal, Feng Sizhe returned to his room. He wanted to think about the problem between him and He Shasha. In his previous life, he was not optimistic about this relationship. After He Lao passed away, He Shasha committed suicide because she had no one to accompany her. She was extremely nervous and afraid after the incident. In this life, should he still do that before knowing this result?

Having lived two lives, Feng Sizhe did not take emotional matters too seriously. Now he thought more about how to use his advantages to win glory for the Zhao family and benefit the people. Relatively speaking, his own happiness was secondary. Moreover, as a person who had lived in the UK for many years, he had long been very open in terms of emotional life. He could not guarantee that he would only be good to one woman in his life. If he married He Shasha, he might not give her happiness. But if he did not pity her, yes, pity her, then her life in this life might still die in depression like in her previous life. This is a living life. What should he do? He had been unmarried in his previous life. This was also out of rebellious psychology at first. Who let his grandfather urge him to marry his son every day? He came here to live among thousands of flowers without getting a single leaf on him. He had many emotional problems with women, but he just did not get married. This seemed to be a punishment for his grandfather's insistence on keeping him in his motherland.

After his rebirth, Feng Sizhe felt distressed for the first time. He was distressed about his rebirth. If he didn't know He Shasha's future fate, he would be much more relaxed now. At worst, when he went to the He family to see He Shasha, he would tell his grandfather that he didn't have any feelings for her. In this way, he could be rescued from this world. But what would He Shasha do if he did this?

Feng Sizhe was drowsy in deep thought, thinking that he should wait until he met He Shasha before making a decision. After all, he had never met this girl. If she was a sickly girl, or an extremely arrogant and conceited girl, then there was nothing worth saving. The life and death of such a person had little to do with him. He was not a savior, and he had no way to change many things. Besides, sacrificing his marriage was equivalent to sacrificing his own happiness to save a girl who was not outstanding. There was no need at all.

On Sunday morning, the aunt brought Feng Sizhe a brand new black Armani suit. This is considered a high-end suit today. Even in the Republic at that time, there was no store selling it. Feng Sizhe's mother sent it from England. Feng Sizhe had a problem since he was a child, that is, he didn't know how to pack things, including clothes. This is probably a common problem for most men. For this reason, Feng Sizhe's clothes were kept by his aunt. Knowing that he was going to have a blind date today, the aunt ironed the clothes and sent them to him early in the morning.

"Come, change it and show it to your aunt. I want to see if my nephew is handsome." Feng Lizhu walked into Feng Sizhe's room with clothes in her hand, smiling.

"Oh, auntie, I haven't gotten up yet, why did you come into the room?" Feng Sizhe, who was only wearing a pair of shorts, screamed and opened the bolt on the door. He then ran back to the bed and covered himself tightly with the quilt.

"Hehe." Seeing Feng Sizhe's shy look, Zhao Lizhu laughed, "Xiaozhe, your aunt is very knowledgeable. Besides, I held you in my arms and gave you a bath when you were very young. Have you forgotten everything? Come on, put on this dress for me and let me see it."

What Zhao Lizhu said was right. When Feng Sizhe was young, besides his mother, only his aunt Zhao Lizhu loved him and once gave him a bath. But that happened many years ago. Now that his aunt suddenly brought it up as a joke, he was still a little embarrassed. "Aunt, please go out first. I'll change right away. Can't I change right away?"

Seeing that Feng Sizhe was really embarrassed, Zhao Lizhu had no intention of making things difficult for him. "Well, okay. I'll wait for you outside the door." After saying that, Zhao Lizhu really turned around and left.

Feng Sizhe felt a little "flattered" by his aunt's concern for him. When he saw that his aunt really went out, Yu Tian sighed, stood up, washed his face, and then changed his clothes.

It is said that clothes make the man, and saddles make the horse, which is true. Feng Sizhe, who is already tall and handsome, looks even more handsome and upright in this Armani suit. Against the background of the black suit, he looks more energetic, and even his skin looks whiter.

Feng Sizhe walked out of the room in this outfit, which made Zhao Lizhu's eyes light up. "Oh my, look at my nephew, he looks different after changing his clothes. He is so handsome. I don't know how many girls in our capital will be charmed by you if you go out like this, and I don't know how many girls' hearts will be stirred."

Seeing that his aunt was looking at him like a fangirl, Feng Sizhe shook his head: "Aunt, what do you mean? Are you saying that I wasn't handsome before I wore this suit? I looked like a country bumpkin, right?"

Hearing Feng Sizhe asking her this, Zhao Lizhu was stunned at first, and then she laughed, "Oh, auntie was wrong, Xiaozhe, please don't blame me. Haha." Although Zhao Lizhu and Feng Sizhe are nephew and aunt in name, in fact, there is not much difference in generation between them because they are only ten years apart in age. On the contrary, because Feng Sizhe's mother is not around, their relationship is closer than that of an ordinary nephew and aunt, and they often make jokes like today.

After hearing what Zhao Lizhu said, Feng Sizhe could only shake his head and smile.

Feng Sizhe's smile made Zhao Lizhu smile even brighter. She couldn't help but walked forward and gently straightened her already very neat suit, muttering to herself, "Xiaozhe, this kind of patriarchal marriage is no longer popular now. People like you who have studied abroad can't stand it even more. So, I'm telling you, if you really don't like the girl on the other side, don't force yourself. Don't follow my old path." Zhao Lizhu didn't have any feelings for her at the beginning, and then a few days after the marriage, the other party died in an accident. She returned to the Zhao family with a lot of rumors. Although the Zhao family didn't talk about this matter, everyone could clearly see from Zhao Mingyuan that he seemed to feel a little guilty about his daughter.

Zhao Lizhu is a failed marriage of this kind. At that time, it was also a political marriage between the two parties. When the parents of both parties met, they did not care about the feelings of their children and directly arranged the marriage. As a result, a miserable marriage barely lasted for five years. The love of this unhappy family fell apart because of the accidental death of the male owner. Although the male party did not say anything too unpleasant to the Zhao family afterwards, who knows how big a shadow this incident cast on Zhao Lizhu?

Hearing what his aunt said, Feng Sizhe first chuckled, then nodded solemnly, "Don't worry, aunt, I know what's going on. Besides, grandpa's current state of mind is not the same as yours, so you don't have to worry too much."

Feng Sizhe was right. Ever since Zhao Lizhu's incident, Lieutenant General Zhao no longer favored this kind of political marriage. Instead, everything was based on the mood of the parties involved. It can be said that this was the only benefit that Zhao Lizhu's marriage brought to the Zhao family after it ended unexpectedly. Besides, who was Feng Sizhe? He was definitely Lieutenant General Zhao's treasure. If Feng Sizhe didn't agree with his marriage, Lieutenant General Zhao would never dare to make the decision. He was afraid that his only grandfather would be unhappy and go back to England. Then he would be so sad that he could not even cry.

Zhao Lizhu nodded. She believed that Feng Sizhe would not let others manipulate her in this regard. Thinking about the naked baby she held in her arms back then, who now had to consider her lifelong affairs, she suddenly wondered if she should also find someone. She was already 32 years old, and the flower season of a woman had passed. If she did not choose now, she was afraid that the space she could have in the future would be even smaller.