Minister Feng had just returned home when he saw his grandson sitting with his legs crossed, reading in his study in an informal manner. Upon seeing him enter, the boy immediately stood up straight, put away the book, and bowed, saying, "Grandfather."
Minister Feng asked, "Why haven't you gone to sleep yet at this late hour?"
Feng Zongping peeked outside and said at once, "How is it late? It has just gotten dark. Grandfather, come, please take a seat. Are you hungry? Would you like me to have the kitchen whip up a bowl of noodles for you?"
"You may go. Give the instructions and then head to your room to rest. I have no need for you here."
"But Grandfather, won't you tell me about what happened in the heavenly prison?"
"Don't pry into matters that you shouldn't. I haven't even started on you. When everyone left today, why didn't you move?"
