Chapter 30: Making a Will

Driving the brand-new Citroën back home, he parked it right in front of the house.

He was spotted by his mother the moment he stepped out of the car.

Zhao Xiaolan hurried out from behind the grocery store counter and shouted toward Chen Feng, "Did you just buy this car?"

"Yeah. It's new, I got a discount."

Chen Feng couldn't tell the truth, so he could only say that.

"Do you even have money left? Buying a car like this—how much was it?"

"I bought it on a loan. The down payment was only a few tens of thousands; the total price is around 170,000 or 180,000," Chen Feng said, understating the cost.

Hearing this price, Zhao Xiaolan relaxed a bit.

Buying a car worth over a hundred thousand on a loan had become very common in the countryside nowadays.

"Hmm, it looks alright. But you need to be careful when driving in the future," Zhao Xiaolan urged.

Chen Feng shook his head. "Let Dad and Big Brother drive this one. I have another car over in Xiuzhou that's a bit better; I'm already used to driving it."

"Did Shen Lin give you hers?" Zhao Xiaolan asked in surprise.

Shen Lin had always had a car, first a Mini, and later she had switched to a Volkswagen.

"No. I bought it second-hand. Anyway, it's better than this one."

"Then why did you buy another one? Do you think you have too much money?" Zhao Xiaolan complained. "Return it immediately."

"How can I return it? Even if I did, it would be as a used car, and I'd lose a fortune. Forget it, I only bought this one because the discount was huge. Doesn't the family need a car? We can all use it. I'll use it when I'm here, and when I'm not, Dad and Brother can use it."

"Honestly. You didn't even consult us about such a big matter. Since the family is using it together, you should have let your father and brother chip in some money too."

"We're family, why haggle over these things? Just consider it a gift from me to show my filial piety to Dad."

"Even though your father has had his driver's license for years, he's never dared to drive a private car. At most, he drives a small truck."

"If he can drive a small truck, this car will be no problem at all. Alright, let's go inside; someone is coming to buy something."

After finally getting rid of his mother, Chen Feng went to take a shower, feeling a bit of a headache.

He had been busy all afternoon, especially walking quite a bit while looking at houses, and he had broken a sweat.

By the time he finished his shower, it was already dinner time. The family sat together to eat.

The Citroën undoubtedly became the center of conversation, and Chen Feng was once again bombarded with questions.

Left with no choice, he made up a story, saying a friend happened to be selling cars in the county seat with an internal discount, which was why he couldn't resist buying it.

This finally allowed his family to somewhat accept the situation.

In reality, his father, Chen Dayong, and his older brother, Chen Rui, were actually very happy.

They had wanted to buy a sedan for a long time, but the family's finances hadn't been very stable before. Plus, since Chen Rui had a small truck that was functional enough, they had kept putting it off.

Now that they finally had a sedan for the family to share, they were naturally delighted.

At the very least, it would make things much more convenient whenever someone in the family fell ill or when they needed to visit relatives.

The family finished dinner happily, and then Chen Rui unceremoniously took the car keys to go for a test drive.

The next afternoon, Chen Feng first went to the real estate agency to pick up the property deed, then took the opportunity to ask Xiao Yang about the best law firm in town.

Xiao Yang was a local from the county seat; despite his youth, he knew many people and immediately recommended a firm.

Chen Feng returned to his car and searched online; the firm indeed had some reputation and seemed to have good credibility.

Chen Feng called the firm directly, explained his situation, and after communicating with them, finalized an appointment.

It was only a few minutes' drive to the law firm. After giving his name, he was immediately met by the firm's lead lawyer, a man with the same surname, Lawyer Chen Yaobo, who was one of the partners.

After a period of discussion, the contents of his will were quickly determined.

There were five main points. First, the cars under his name would go to his father and brother; second, the top-floor apartment in the Dingsheng Building would go to his brother to serve as a school district house for his two nieces; third, his shares in the car detailing shop would be gifted to his brother, Chen Rui, free of charge; fourth, he had already purchased elderly care and medical insurance for his parents, with specific details to be coordinated through his old classmate, Wang Fang; fifth, all his remaining assets would be inherited by his parents.

The remaining content consisted of words of comfort for his parents and a request for his brother to fulfill his filial duties and take good care of them on his behalf.

He had been thinking about the contents of this will for many days.

He dictated the terms, and Lawyer Chen Yaobo helped him polish them and type them out on a computer, making slight adjustments before handing them to Chen Feng for review.

Once confirmed, it was printed out, signed, and thumbprinted. At Chen Feng's request (and for an extra fee), Chen Yaobo also signed his name and affixed the law firm's official seal.

Afterward, Chen Yaobo took Chen Feng to the notary office to have the will notarized.

In this way, the will was officially established and absolutely guaranteed.

As long as Chen Feng passed away, once Chen Yaobo confirmed it, he would proactively contact Chen Feng's parents to read the will, making it legally binding.

With the matter of the will settled, Chen Feng felt a weight lifted from his mind.

Taking advantage of the remaining time in the afternoon, Chen Feng went to a mall to buy a set of nutritional supplements and an electric foot bath, then drove to the old town.

The layout of the old town in the county seat had not changed much in over ten years.

He arrived at a residential complex, parked the car, and walked into the complex carrying the gifts.

The gatekeeper was an old man dozing off, so Chen Feng entered easily.

Following the familiar path, he arrived at a building—Unit C, Room 303. It was easy to remember. He pressed the doorbell.

Before long, he heard footsteps from inside.

"Who is it?" an elderly male voice called out from within.

"I am a student of Teacher Zheng, coming to visit her."

"Ah, alright. Please wait a moment."

The door opened, and an elderly man in his seventies stood at the entrance.

"Hello, I am Teacher Zheng's student, Chen Feng. She was my teacher for two years in high school. I heard her health hasn't been very good these past two years, so I came to visit."

"Thank you, that is very thoughtful of you. Please, come in."

Yesterday, Chen Feng had heard from Wang Fang that his high school homeroom teacher, Teacher Zheng, had been bedridden for two or three years, so he had made a special trip to see her.

After the split into arts and science streams in the second year of high school, Teacher Zheng had served as his homeroom teacher and Chinese teacher. She had been very caring toward all the students in the class, including him, and the students had always had a very good impression of her.

The memory that stuck most with Chen Feng was when he had once been extorted of a month's worth of living expenses by some local delinquents. Not daring to tell his family, he could only borrow money from classmates to scrape by. When Teacher Zheng heard about it, she took the initiative to find him and accompanied him to report it to the police, which actually resulted in the gang being caught.

Furthermore, at his request, Teacher Zheng did not inform his family about the incident, and she even lent him three hundred yuan.

Teachers who were so responsible and possessed such a sense of justice were truly rare. Therefore, Chen Feng had always respected her deeply and felt a sense of gratitude.

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