Zhao Jing said ‘hmm’ and said, “Let’s talk after we go in first.”
After saying that, he stepped forward, opened the door of the ancestral hall and walked in.
Behind her were Zhao Qingyan and the others, followed by Zhao Changzhu.
Zhao Jing didn't even have to ask where the genealogy was, since the system was there, she took them straight to the back of the ancestral hall.
The front is almost the same as the back, except there is no yard in the front.
There is an ordinary wooden box placed on the entire high platform.
Zhao Jing looked at the wooden box on top and said, "The genealogy is right there."
Zhao Changzhu still wanted to confirm it once and listen to Zhao Jingyi's answer: "Auntie, are they really from this family?"
Zhao Jing nodded and looked at Zhao Changzhu: "Well, I don't know what your seniority should be for the time being. If you want to know, just ask them. I'll get the family tree."
Zhao Changzhu: "Yes."
As soon as Zhao Jing walked to the next step, she walked up and took down the wooden box on the high platform.
The last time I saw this box was at Grandpa Zhao Xiaoya’s wedding. Today is the second time I saw this wooden box.
Zhao Jing picked up the wooden box with both hands and took it down with a serious look.
What Zhao Changzhu wanted to know, Zhao Qingyan and Zhao Qingling also answered him one by one.
After getting the answer, Zhang Changzhu burst into tears. After waiting for so many years, he finally got it.
Zhao Qingyan and the other two people also felt uncomfortable.
At this time, Zhao Jing came over holding a wooden box.
He sighed softly and said, "You are too young to cry like this."
Zhao Changzhu heard the concern in Zhao Jing's words, but he couldn't control it and cried like a child who had suffered a great injustice: "Auntie, I thought I would never be able to wait for this day in my life."
Zhao Jing had no choice but to put the wooden box on the table aside and said, "Now that you have waited, you should be happy. You are getting older and you can't be so excited."
Tearing in front of Zhao Jingyi, Zhao Changzhu didn't feel embarrassed at all. Instead, he felt like he had found someone to support him, with a hint of grievance in his tone: "I couldn't help it."
Zhao Jing's mouth twitched: "You have to learn to control your emotions."
Zhao Changzhu was stunned. The old lady's words didn't sound like words of comfort, so he wiped his face with a slight trembling.
Zhao Qingyan and Zhao Qingling didn't know what to say. This was the first time they met the comforter.
Zhao Jing didn't care. Zhao Changzhu was in poor health and old. What if he fainted due to emotion?
In addition, she is a stupid person and doesn't know how to comfort people. Being able to say so many comforting words is her limit.
Zhao Jing coughed lightly and said, "Let's look at the genealogy first."
As he spoke, he groped around the table, then pressed it. A small drawer slowly appeared, which contained the key to open the wooden box.
Zhao Jing took out the key from inside and opened the lock of the wooden box.
There is a thick black book with four big characters written on it: Zhao family genealogy.
Zhao Qingyan and Zhao Qingyan looked at each other, with surprise in their eyes.
Then Zhao Qingming opened the cloth on the box that Zhao Qingyan was holding, revealing a large dark box.
The shape is similar to the one on the table, but the wood is good.
It is completely black, like ink, oily and shiny, and must be no less than a thousand years old.
The system is so envious that it wants to run out of electricity.
Suddenly I felt that nothing in my host space was as good as this box.
Zhao Jingyi: "..." Are you polite?
Closer to home, what’s inside is the same as the box Zhao Jingyi put on the table.
It's all a family tree. As for how they brought it, I have to thank Su Qinglian for that.
He helped, so Zhao Qingyan and the others were able to bring this here so easily.
Zhao Qingming took out a key from his arms and tied it with a rope and hung it around his neck.
Open the lock on the box and take out a genealogy that is thicker than the one on the table.
The genealogy of the Zhao family is also written on it.
Zhao Jing stepped aside to let them check: "Come on."
Zhao Qingming and Zhao Qingyan nodded: "Yes."
As soon as Zhao Jing walked to Zhao Changzhu, she saw that he had calmed down. She breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "Is this secret known to everyone as old as you?"
Zhao Changzhu nodded. Except for those who died in accidents and had no time to explain, most of his peers knew: "Yes, Lao Gentou and they all know."
If some of them left early, some of the captains' generation also knew about it. They all remembered to keep this secret. They could not tell it unless someone really came to find it and confirmed their identity. Otherwise, they could not tell it.
Zhao Jing thought for a while and glanced at Zhao Qingyan and the others. She already knew in her heart that Zhaojiacun and Zhaozhuang in Beijing were the same family. Now she would wait for them to tell the result after reading it and officially confirm it.
So she also has to prepare in advance.
"Okay, I understand. You can tell your eldest son when the time comes and write down a list of people who know him. Go door to door and notify them. Come here early tomorrow morning."
Zhao Changzhu was stunned for a moment and asked: "Auntie, are you going to tell them?"
It's not that Zhao Jingyi hasn't considered other things, she doesn't intend to tell them everything, she only tells them what they should know, and they have to recognize their ancestors and return to their clan no matter what.
"They have been able to keep secrets for so many years, even if some of them have not very good character, but they have done one thing. They still tell what they need to know, so that every family has a bottom line."
Zhao Changzhu nodded. He believed that Zhao Jingyi, Zhao Qingyan and the others looked young, but he could feel that our family had their reasons for letting them come.
So he had no opinion.
"Okay, I'll go to the boss's house later and tell him."
Zhao Jing said "hmm", looked at him and said something: "You should move around more often, they are your own children, don't be unfamiliar."
Although he did a good job, Zhao Jingyi knew very well that there was a lot of alienation between him as a father and his son.
You don't need to think about it to know that it's because of Mrs. Huang.
They are all sons. On the surface, they appear to be very peaceful, but in reality, Zhao Changzhu, the father, is estranged from the captain, as well as his deceased wife's two sons and daughters.
Zhao Changzhu's face turned red and he lowered his head in shame: "My nephew understands."
Zhao Jingyi wouldn't have bothered to say anything if it wasn't for the fact that he called her an aunt and a captain and his father.
"Jian Ting is an honest man and Jianyuan is also an honest man. Your two sons are good in every aspect. Even if your father's alienation from them is not obvious, do you think they can't feel it?
I'll tell you a few words, Dajun, this kid has more potential than any of your grandsons."
Zhao Changzhu was even more ashamed. He could hear the meaning of Zhao Jing's words: "Auntie, I..."