In the house, a group of uncles and grandfathers gathered together to talk about business and life.
For example, the old people who talked to Cousin Zhen looked back on the past and recalled the deceased, with tears in their eyes, which was touching. The purpose was to remind Cousin Zhen not to forget his ancestors and roots.
Cousin Zhen also sighed with emotion, and his performance was more sincere than theirs. But the direction of his emotion was different from theirs.
Cousin Zhen didn't have much objection to those deceased elders. If he really didn't recognize those people, he wouldn't be sitting here now.
Besides, the ancestral hall of the Feng family in Yangcheng has not been rebuilt until today, and that is all because of the deceased family elders. It has nothing to do with these people here, and it has nothing to do with Feng Zhenzhen.
How can you elders, who are so particular about family hierarchy, speak ill of your late predecessors?
Therefore, Cousin Zhen was not embarrassed and could still answer a few sentences cooperatively.
If he is not embarrassed, then others will be embarrassed.
People who know a little bit about the inside story will deliberately avoid this topic or remain silent.
Things like the deceased clan elders and the ancestral hall are a thorn in Mr. Feng’s heart. Unless they are really ignorant or want to stir up trouble, no one is willing to get into trouble on this occasion.
In the first seat, Mr. Feng listened to Uncle Zhen's immersed acting, and his face became a little ugly.
There are so many things in the Bible, and I can stabilize myself no matter how unhappy I feel.
And these are also expected.
No longer looking there, Mr. Feng continued to talk about friendship and business with several target clan members.
Except for the clan members who have made it clear that they are not willing to come to this house to join in the fun, everyone in this house now can make the decisions. It is just a good opportunity to strengthen cooperation and mutual benefit.
Feng Yi did not go into each house to join in the fun. He followed Feng Chi and walked around to take a look at the newly built place. If he met a suitable child, he would also give money to them according to their zodiac sign.
Feng Chi sighed that he didn't seize the opportunity just now and couldn't say a few words to his cousin.
"There is still time, just find another opportunity." Feng Yi consoled him.
"That's the only way." Feng Chi said regretfully.
Knowing that his cousin would not stay in Yangcheng for too long, he wondered when he would find another opportunity to chat with his cousin.
Just as I was thinking about it, I glanced around and saw someone.
"Brother, look over there."
Feng Chi touched Feng Yi's elbow and motioned him to look over there.
Feng Yi looked over.
Not far from them, a man about the same age as them was walking over.
The man walked a little absent-mindedly, and it wasn't until he got closer that he noticed Feng Yi and Feng Chi.
When he saw Feng Yi, the man's eyes dodged, as if he wanted to avoid him, but he also felt it was humiliating to do so, so he stood there stiffly.
Feng Yi looked at the man a few steps away.
Feng Shuo, the second son of the uncle’s family.
He was also the person who once tricked Feng Yi and almost made him unable to get up.
Among the people of the Feng family in Yangcheng, Feng Yi's face looks like that of his aunt, so he is not liked by the old man.
Feng Shuo, on the other hand, looks like the old man and is his favorite grandson.
Feng Yi's biological father is not very capable and is just a tool in the family.
Feng Shuo's biological father is the "eldest son" whom the old man values and is highly regarded.
The treatment of the two people is of course very different.
Feng Yi walked over.
Feng Shuo took a step back warily. He wanted to run, but he felt that there were still clan members nearby watching him. It would be too embarrassing to leave like this, so he could only pretend to be calm and stand still.
To be honest, when he first tried to trick Feng Yi, he really didn't expect that things would develop like this.
Feng Yi stood in front of Feng Shuo.
In middle school, Feng Yi and Feng Shuo were about the same height.
Now, Feng Yi was half a head taller than him.
There was no anger on Feng Yi's face. Instead, he was extremely calm. He looked at Feng Shuo and said, "Did the old man let you out?"
Feng Shuo looked like he didn't understand: "What do you mean? I can always come out!"
Feng Yi smiled and said, "If the old man hadn't helped you finish it off and protected you, you would have been unable to scream."
Feng Shuo said with a serious expression, "You threaten me?! Oh, the entire Yangcheng Feng family is standing behind me! What am I afraid of?! Also, since you have left the family, don't think you can come back easily!"
Feng Yi looked at the emotional information on his body and understood clearly in his heart.
He thought that the old man liked his grandson Feng Shuo so much, but now it seems that he just protects him as a pet that he likes.
When the situation changed and the interests were weighed, the old man no longer protected him. He had no shortage of grandchildren.
Obviously, Feng Shuo knew his situation.
Feng Yi said to him calmly, as if chatting casually: "Take care."
Feng Shuo's actions are only to cause trouble for people, but the old man's actions are to push people to death!
If it was just Feng Shuo who had tricked him in the first place, Feng Yi would have recovered quickly and could have fought back. But the old man intervened and almost made Feng Yi fall into the trap and unable to get up.
Feng Yi knew from the beginning to the end that the one standing in the way was the old man, and Feng Shuo was nothing.
Feng Shuo swallowed his saliva. He didn't know how much Feng Yi meant by "take care", and he instinctively felt a panic that made his hair stand on end.
There was no resentment or smile in Feng Yi's eyes, and there was no emotion at all.
But looking at these eyes, Feng Shuo had an illusion - like a cold and poisonous snake.
After being shaken up, Feng Shuo Hen turned around and ran away without even saying a word.
He ran to a room next to the ancestral hall, found his eldest brother Feng Zheng, and tremblingly briefly described what had just happened.
Feng Zheng had just finished talking to several clan members, but those clan members were still nearby and looked over here from time to time. Feng Zheng still maintained a smile on his face, but almost squeezed out a few smiles from between his teeth.
words:
"Didn't I tell you not to mess with him?!"
Feng Shuo defended: "I really didn't take the initiative to provoke him this time! I just happened to meet him!"
Feng Zheng: "Let's get busy with ancestor worship first. You try to avoid him. That kid is not easy to deal with now."
Over there, Feng Chi wanted to talk to Feng Yi about some relaxing topics, but unexpectedly, Feng Shuo left and a more troublesome person came!
"Second uncle." Feng Chi shouted and stepped aside.
Feng Yi looked at the middle-aged man in front of him, the second eldest son of the Feng family in Yangcheng and Feng Yi's biological father.
For today's ancestor worship ceremony, this man had been specially dressed up, and some inconspicuous decorations were worth a lot of money.
It's no different from a few years ago. It can be seen that life is going well, at least that's what the other party thinks. A is like arsenic, B is like honey.
When he saw Feng Yi, Feng Laoer wanted to smile, but because his facial expression was too stiff and unnatural, he looked a little strange.
Feng Laoer was also very worried. Because of the old man, he was not close to Feng Yi. He was even angered by the old man because of the existence of this son, and he disliked this son even more.
After Feng Yi turned 18 and left the family, he actually felt relieved.
I just didn't expect that the world has changed too fast.
Before the ancestor worship ceremony, his eldest brother also talked to him, which meant that he could be nicer to Feng Yi. After all, he was his biological son.
Find out the source of his funds.
But, he really doesn't know how to be nice to Feng Yi, he doesn't even know how to act!
Feng Yi looked at the relative in front of him who was very closely related to him.
Underneath the other party's strange smile, there is tolerance and rejection.
It's hard for him.
So be it.
"Hello."
Feng Yi greeted him politely and walked past him calmly.
Feng Chi looked back and forth, then raised his feet and followed.
Feng Laoer didn't call Feng Yi to stop, he just clenched his hands down by his sides into fists.
Although his outlook and behavior were not recognized by some people, he was not too stupid to be born into the Feng family in Yangcheng. He knew that Feng Yi had changed compared to before.
Become more dangerous!
He also became increasingly wary of his eldest son, who had no feelings for him for a long time.
I'm even glad that my wife kept my little son in the house!
The two sides gradually distanced themselves.
Meeting these two people one after another, Feng Chi was worried that Feng Yi was in a bad mood. He looked around and saw the movement at the ancestral hall, and said to Feng Yi: "It's almost time, the lion kings are here! Brother, let's go there!"
The "Lion King" in Feng Chi's words refers to the champion of two consecutive Lion King Competitions from the top lion dance team.
This "lion king" is already lying on the open space in front of the ancestral hall, ready for business.
Children quickly gathered around to watch.
A child wanted to grab the Lion King's tail, but his parents stopped him.
Another little boy, who was slightly older, heard someone nearby say that the lion was played by a human being. Out of curiosity, he rushed over and tried to lift the "lion skin" to see if there was really a human being under the skin.
Fortunately, the staff stopped him in time.
The time is near.
The clan members who were originally resting in various rooms on the side came out one after another under the guidance of the staff and gradually gathered at the entrance of the ancestral hall.
Feng Yi also saw the very cute little sister from the clan family. She was being held by her father and looked very quiet.
However, judging from the emotional information, this little sister who looks very well-behaved on the outside has many and strong emotions inside. The inner drama is extremely rich, and it is estimated that a drama series has begun to play out in her head.
Cousin Zhen and others also came over, and a staff member told him that he could not bring bionic mechanical pets into the ancestral hall for a while.
Cousin Zhen's negotiations were fruitless, so he had to call his assistant to come over and take his mechanical Kirin away.
This was just an experimental product, brought out for testing. He originally planned to let this "unicorn" enter the ancestral hall to take some videos. Alas, it's a pity that taking videos manually is troublesome, incomplete, and seems rude.
Feng Yi's uncle, the "eldest son" whom Mr. Feng valued, served as the master of ceremonies for this ancestor worship ceremony. He was very energetic and energetic today.
The lineup for the ceremony was arranged in place. Uncle Feng Yi looked at the time and then at the old man. When he saw the old man nodding, he raised his arms and shouted loudly:
"Drums up!"
Warm gongs and drums sounded, and cannons were fired.
The lion king also began to dance diligently, opening and closing his mouth as if he were laughing and celebrating. His eyes were blinking, and the children around him were rushing to take photos.
Along with Uncle Feng Yi's lyrics, the door of the ancestral hall opened.
They are all clansmen, but there is also a difference between closeness and distance, as well as the difference between outstanding clansmen and ordinary clansmen.
Feng Yi does not stand with Feng Chi and the others now. Feng Chi belongs to the clan and is a member of the Feng family in Yangcheng.
And since Feng Yi was kicked out of the family by the old man himself, he no longer belongs to the family. He is with his clan members.
The area where the clan members will stand when entering the ancestral hall is arranged in advance, and the staff will lead them into each area.
Mr. Feng was supported by his eldest grandson Fengzheng and walked in the front.
Go inside and pass through several doors until you reach the Xiang Hall.
The incense hall is very large and has a high roof, which is incomparable to the simple ancestral hall on Xiaofeng Mountain.
There are no portraits of ancestors hanging here, but the memorial tablets of ancestors are placed one by one.
These were all moved from the small ancestral hall on Xiaofeng Mountain, and there are slightly more of them.
The portraits of the ancestors are hung in other halls, not in the Incense Hall.
The emcee sings and reads the sacrificial text.
After placing the sacrifices, lighting candles and incense, a series of processes were completed by the people of the Feng family in Yangcheng.
According to their age and generation, they are sorted within the clan, each burns incense, and then the whole clan salutes, kneels and bows to their ancestors together.
Feng Yi is not included in this list.
The clan members who were watching the ceremony looked at the entire Feng family in Yangcheng who were saluting in front of them, and then at Feng Yi who was standing alone, and each had their own thoughts in their hearts.
For such an outstanding descendant, even if there were disputes in the past, considering his current career success, wouldn't he be recalled to the family?
Many people wonder about this.
But some people can understand it.
Even if the Yangcheng Feng family had this intention, they couldn't do it on this occasion.
Mr. Feng would not do anything to shame himself in front of all the clan members.
Before the ancestor worship, I sent an invitation letter to Feng Yi, which means that he is not a member of the family and is only treated as a clan member. Many people know this.
How to deal with it in the future is a matter for the future, at least today, here, no way!
After the ancestor worship ceremony is over and the clan members have gone back, no matter how things develop here, no one else will be able to see it. The final right of interpretation belongs to the Yangcheng Feng family.
Feng Yi didn't need to use his eyes to see, he could sense the true heart of everyone from all sides in the ancestral hall.
Positive and negative, those joys and resentments, those emotional messages hidden under false expressions, are all uncovered.
Mr. Feng, who was lighting incense in the front, glanced at Feng Yi when he was paying homage to his ancestors. He seemed to want to see Feng Yi's reaction. Was he envious? Lonely?
However, all he saw was Feng Yi's indifferent look back.
After the Yangchengfeng family members, it is the clan members who offer incense.
After cousin Zhen and the others, it was Feng Yi's turn.
Feng Yi didn't have much objection to these ancestral tablets in the ancestral hall.
After all, they are ancestors who are related by blood, and they will still perform rituals and sacrifices.
After taking the incense, Feng Yi stood in front of the incense eucalyptus, looked at the tablets, and said silently in his heart:
【Everyone, please rest here.】
[Don’t worry about the ancestral home on Xiaofeng Mountain. Since you have moved out, don’t think about going back to Xiaofeng Mountain easily.]
[Look at how spacious and luxurious this place is, it would have been ranked among the best even a few hundred years ago.]
[The environment is quiet, and no one is playing games to disturb your dreams even though there are two walls. 】
[The house on Xiaofeng Mountain is in poor condition and not suitable for you. Moreover, it has become a place where Uncle Mute plays games.]
【If you really have any grievances, just go to the old man.】
Uncle Zhen, who was watching not far away, was surprised: The Feng family in Yangcheng really allowed Feng Yi to worship his ancestors so safely?
He looked in the direction of Mr. Feng again, but he seemed to be unable to see anything.
Mr. Feng looked at Feng Yi and half lowered his eyelids.
Feng Zheng, who was supporting Mr. Feng, made a vague gesture with his fingers.
In the Xiang Hall, when Feng Yi held the burning incense in his hands and raised his hands above his head, the pores in his eyes changed, and the erected pores flashed with dim light.
Right above Feng Yi, there was a soft click, and a thin decorative plate suddenly fell down!
But at this moment, a sudden gust of wind blew from the outside in!
call--
The branches and leaves of the flowers placed in the courtyard were shaking in the wind, and some petals and leaves were blown off.
Blow out all the candles lit when relatives worship!
The strong wind also pushed the thin board that fell in the Xiang Hall and was about to hit Feng Yi some distance.
Bang!
In front, the ancestral tablets that were originally arranged in an orderly manner were instantly smashed into pieces by falling thin boards.
One of the tablets was not only knocked down because of this, but also because of the angle, when it fell to the ground, it turned 360 degrees and rolled around before falling to the ground.
Feng Yi glanced at the words on the tablet.
He is the great-grandfather, the father of the old man and his aunt.