Nominal: My senior brothers are all big shots

Grandpa Su was sunbathing in the yard when he received the call. The housekeeper handed him the phone, and he said "feed" to it.

Lin Feng said on the other end of the phone, "Grandpa, Wanqing is pregnant."

Old Master Su paused for a moment, then laughed loudly, startling all the birds in the yard into flight: "Good! Good! The Su family is about to have a new member!"

The last phone call was to his mentor, Zhou Shouzhen.

Master Xuanzhenzi is meditating in a Taoist temple on Zhongnan Mountain.

The phone rang. He opened his eyes and picked up the phone. "Master, Wanqing is pregnant," Lin Feng's voice came through the receiver. Xuanzhenzi was silent for a moment, then smiled, a soft but warm laugh: "Good, good. Xiaofeng, you're going to be a father too."

After hanging up the phone, Lin Feng stood at the hospital entrance, watching the crowds come and go, and suddenly felt that everything was so unreal. He turned to look at Su Wanqing. Su Wanqing was also looking at him, the sunlight shining on her face, her eyes sparkling.

"Let's go home," Lin Feng said.

Su Wanqing nodded and took his arm.

That evening, the Su family was as lively as if it were Chinese New Year.

Qi Xiulan was the first to arrive, carrying large and small bags, all of which were supplements for Su Wanqing.

As soon as she entered, she grabbed Su Wanqing's hand, looked her up and down, her eyes red-rimmed: "You've lost weight, you've lost weight. You need to eat more in the future, and not overwork yourself."

Su Wanqing smiled and said, "Mom, I'm fine." Qi Xiulan ignored her and pulled her to sit down, starting to ramble on about what to pay attention to during pregnancy.

Su Bingheng also rushed back. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Su Wanqing, wanted to say something, but swallowed it back, and just nodded and sat down on the sofa.

But his hands were trembling. Wang Wanqiu sat beside him, took his hand, and whispered, "Are you happy?"

Su Bingheng nodded without saying a word.

Grandpa Su was being pushed in a wheelchair by his caregiver. As soon as he entered the room, he looked around for Su Wanqing. When he saw his granddaughter sitting on the sofa, his eyes lit up.

Su Wanqing stood up, walked over, and squatted down in front of the wheelchair: "Grandpa."

Grandpa Su held her hand, looked at her, his eyes a little red: "Good, good. Grandpa is going to hold his great-grandson."

Su Wanqing nodded, and tears fell again.

Lin Feng stood to the side, looking at everyone in the room, and suddenly felt a little dazed. He thought of his father, his childhood, and his mother who had single-handedly supported him all those years. Now, he was going to be a father too.

Qi Xiulan walked over, stood beside him, and said softly, "Xiao Feng, if your father were still alive, he would be happy too."

Lin Feng nodded without speaking. Outside the window, the night in Beijing was deep, with countless lights twinkling in the city. He held Su Wanqing in his arms, standing by the window, looking at the lights, and suddenly felt a sense of peace.

Su Wanqing leaned on his shoulder and whispered, "Lin Feng, who do you think the child should look like?"

Lin Feng thought for a moment and said, "Like you. Like you, you're good-looking."

Su Wanqing smiled and gently punched him on the shoulder.

After dinner, the family sat in the living room with the TV on, but no one watched it.

Su Wanqing leaned back on the sofa, her hand on her lower abdomen, her face still showing the dazed sweetness of becoming a new mother. Qi Xiulan sat beside her, asking her if she was thirsty or hungry, making Su Wanqing both amused and exasperated.

"Mom, I'm really fine." Su Wanqing held Qi Xiulan's hand.

Qi Xiulan ignored her and poured her another glass of warm water.

Grandpa Su, sitting in his wheelchair and leaning on his cane, watched this scene and smiled. After a while, he stopped smiling, looked at Lin Feng, then at Qi Xiulan, and said in a low but clear voice, "Lin Feng, Xiulan, I need to discuss something with you."

The living room fell silent. Su Bingheng put down his newspaper, and Wang Wanqiu peeked out from the kitchen.

Grandpa Su said, "Wanqing is pregnant and shouldn't travel back and forth. My idea is that she should stay in the old house to rest and not go anywhere else. It's quiet here, the air is good, and it's close to the hospital. Her mother is here too, so it's convenient to take care of her."

Qi Xiulan paused for a moment, wanting to say something, but then swallowed it back. Of course, she wanted to keep her daughter-in-law by her side to take care of her, but she also knew that the conditions at the Su family's old house were indeed better, and Su Wanqing had grown up there since childhood, so she was familiar with the environment and would be in a better mood.

Lin Feng glanced at Su Wanqing. Su Wanqing looked back at him, her eyes filled with expectation and unease.

Lin Feng thought for a moment and said, "Grandpa is very thoughtful. I'm relieved that Wanqing is taking care of her pregnancy at the Su family's house. It's just that you and Mom will have to work hard."

Grandpa Su waved his hand: "What's so hard about it? I'd love to see her every day."

Wang Wanqiu came out of the kitchen, smiling, and said, "It's no trouble at all. I've wanted her to come back and live here for a long time, but I was afraid you wouldn't agree."

Qi Xiulan smiled and took Su Wanqing's hand, saying, "It doesn't matter where you are raised. As long as you are safe and sound, Mom will be at ease."

Su Wanqing's eyes reddened, and she nodded.

The next morning, Lin Feng went to pick up Zhou Shouzhen. The road from Zhongnan Mountain to the capital was not short, but Zhou Shouzhen had promised to come down the mountain, so Lin Feng dared not delay.

When the car stopped at the entrance of the Taoist temple, Zhou Shouzhen had already packed his luggage: an old cloth bag, a few changes of clothes, several yellowed Taoist scriptures, and a small medicine box.

"Master." Lin Feng walked over and took the cloth bag.

Zhou Shouzhen, dressed in a grey Taoist robe, with white hair and beard, appeared remarkably vigorous. He glanced at Lin Feng and nodded, "Let's go."

The car drove out of Zhongnan Mountain and headed towards the capital.

Zhou Shouzhen sat in the back seat with his eyes closed, not saying a word the whole way.

Lin Feng glanced at him several times in the rearview mirror, seemingly wanting to say something but then stopping himself.

As they approached the capital, Zhou Shouzhen opened his eyes and suddenly said, "Xiao Feng, what are you so nervous about?"

Lin Feng was taken aback for a moment, then smiled: "Master, you noticed?"

Zhou Shouzhen said, "You've been like this since you were little, you always act like this when you're nervous."

Lin Feng smiled sheepishly.

Zhou Shouzhen looked at the fields rushing past the window and said softly, "I've met Wanqing. She has a good constitution, but she's been busy all these years and has lost a lot of energy. But it's alright, she can be taken care of with some treatment."

Lin Feng nodded, feeling much more at ease.

When they arrived at the Su family's old residence, Old Master Su was already waiting in the courtyard.

The caregiver pushed the wheelchair, and he sat in it. When he saw Zhou Shouzhen, his eyes lit up. Zhou Shouzhen walked over, and the two elderly people looked at each other without saying a word.

After a while, Grandpa Su smiled and said, "Old Zhou, you've arrived."

Zhou Shouzhen smiled and said, "They've arrived."

Grandpa Su said, "Come in and sit down." Zhou Shouzhen pushed the wheelchair, and the two slowly entered the house.

Su Wanqing was sitting in the living room when she saw Zhou Shouzhen and was about to stand up.

Zhou Shouzhen waved his hand: "Don't move, sit down."

He walked over, sat down opposite Su Wanqing, and held out his hand: "Hold out your hand."

Su Wanqing obediently extended her hand. Zhou Shouzhen placed three fingers on her wrist, closed his eyes, and remained motionless. The living room was extremely quiet; even Su Bingheng held his breath.

After a while, Zhou Shouzhen opened his eyes, let go of his hands, and smiled.

The smile was faint, but warm. "Your pulse is steady. Although your qi and blood are somewhat deficient, it's nothing serious. I'll prescribe a few doses to regulate your body."

He looked at Su Wanqing and said, "From now on, I will personally prepare the medicine for you twice a day, morning and evening. You also need to pay attention to your diet; you can't eat raw, cold, or spicy foods. Get plenty of rest and don't worry too much."

Su Wanqing nodded, her eyes reddening.