Chapter 298 Is He Afraid of Being Beaten?

Some snakes incubate eggs, while others do not.

When Feng Yi was opening python eggs at Yangcheng Zoo before, he had watched some videos of pythons incubating eggs, and also heard the zoo staff talk about how to safely take out python eggs when the pythons were incubating eggs.

Just when he was about to fall asleep, the image of a python incubating eggs suddenly appeared in his mind!

He was awakened all of a sudden!

Thinking about it, he always felt a little embarrassed and ashamed.

However, since he had decided to plate this meteorite and give it to the housekeeper...

Feng Yi stared at the stone in front of him.

Forget it, just incubate eggs, since no one will see it anyway!

After a round of self-comfort and mediation, Feng Yi calmed down again.

It's not a big deal!

Go to sleep!

This time he didn't have any psychological burden, and soon fell into a deep sleep.

When he woke up the next day, Feng Yi found that he had thought too much last night!

The meteorite, which was originally surrounded in the middle, had been squeezed to the edge of the bed and was about to fall off.

The reason why it didn't fall down was not because it was lucky enough not to be squeezed out of the world, but because the tip of the tail wrapped around it.

Recall your sleeping posture before going to bed, and then look at the scene in front of you.

It's like, before going to bed, you put the pillow next to you, and when you wake up, you find that the pillow is stepped on!

My sleeping posture is so bad?

Or is it the tail's own idea?

He moved his tail, rolled up the meteorite that had been squeezed to the side of the bed, and moved it over.

He grabbed the meteorite with one hand and took a look at it.

What surprised Feng Yi was that there was already a layer of specialized material on the surface of this meteorite. Although it was very thin and invisible to ordinary people, Feng Yi could feel it.

Perhaps when he went to bed at night, the energy stored in the body resonated with the energy material in the meteorite, and the patina appeared faster?

In any case, the "patina" appeared faster than he expected!

"It's not that difficult to pan this meteorite out."

Feng Yi put the meteorite next to the bed with satisfaction and continued the next night!

At this efficiency, it won't take long to sell it.

He woke up with a tail-swinging style and started a new day.

Feng Yi had just returned to Yangcheng, and he had no plans to visit friends for the time being. He planned to enjoy a few days of comfort and peace at home.

The important thing is to eat well at home! Eat enough!

In a good mood, Feng Yi went to the underground laboratory to get two large tubes of venom for Xiao Wu.

He was on an outing and had not supplied for a while. The raw materials at the ancestral factory were a bit tight. Xiao Geng reminded him tactfully.

The tactful way was the bank account deposit notification---

Xiao Geng (madly sending money): Boss, have you returned? Do you remember?

Feng Yi certainly remembered.

This matter cannot be forgotten, this is his small treasury!

After supplying the goods, Feng Yi maintained the two fangs according to the method provided by Xiao Wu, and then went upstairs to drink tea and enjoy the scenery leisurely on the second-floor terrace.

Before he finished a cup of tea, a new message reminder came on his mobile phone.

Feng Chi: [Have you returned to Yangcheng? Convenient to talk? 】

Feng Yi made a video call and applied for it.

The other party answered immediately.

Feng Chi: "Finally back? Come out for a drink!"

Feng Yi: "I came back yesterday afternoon. What's up?"

Feng Chi had a sad look on his face, "Yes, there is something. If you are free, come out for a drink and chat with you."

Feng Yi did not ask further, and replied: "Okay. Where?"

Feng Chi: "Send you a location, I found a new secret base."

The area where their previous secret base was located was to be demolished and rebuilt, and Feng Chi changed to a new base.

There was not much said in the video. After the call, Feng Yi drank the water in the teacup, packed up simply, made some disguises, and asked Xiao Jia to drive a low-key car out.

Feng Chi must have something to say in person, and he was not in a good mood. If he was in a good mood, based on Feng Yi's understanding of Feng Chi, that guy would have bombarded him with messages to show off his stardom. However, the past two days have been unusually calm.

Generally speaking, Feng Chi's calmness means two things: either he is holding back a big move, or he has encountered troubles and can't be so carefree.

Now it is confirmed to be the latter.

I just don't know what troubles can make Feng Chi so entangled.

If it is related to the entertainment industry, Feng Chi can talk about it on the phone, whether it is sharing gossip or complaining about certain industry rules, Feng Chi is not worried about being recorded by Feng Yi.

But if it is not related to the entertainment industry, and Feng Yi himself is involved, then the most likely thing is the matter of the Feng family in Yangcheng.

Feng Yi had a guess in his mind, and brought a small gift bought from the Dragon Boat Festival Art Festival in Yongcheng to Feng Chi's newly built secret base.

The location is more secretive and occupies a larger area.

After Feng Yi entered the password, he opened the door and entered.

In front of him is a postmodern industrial style decoration, with a tough and rough feeling as a whole.

Judging from the smell, this place has been decorated for a while, but some of the furniture was bought recently, and the smell is a bit stronger.

There is no one else in the room now, only Feng Chi and Feng Yi.

When Feng Yi came in, Feng Chi was throwing darts.

Hearing the noise at the door, Feng Chi looked back and saw Feng Yi coming in, and continued to throw darts. He still had a few darts left in his hand.

Feng Yi put the bag of items in his hand on the table, "This place is good."

Feng Chi smiled, "I bought it a few years ago, and it was renovated last year. It has been vacant for more than half a year."

When Feng Yi walked over, he didn't even need to analyze Feng Chi's emotional information. He could tell his mood just by looking at Feng Chi's dart-throwing posture.

Throwing darts was like stabbing a villain, and he was muttering curses to himself silently. He didn't know whether he was reciting lines or cursing people.

The darts were thrown very enthusiastically and the posture was quite professional, but unfortunately the accuracy was not good enough. The darts on the dartboard were randomly distributed, and there were many misses.

With only one dart left in his hand, Feng Chi handed it to Feng Yi next to him, then walked to the freezer to get water.

Feng Yi looked at the dart in his hand, glanced at the target, threw it out without looking where it hit, and turned to Feng Chi.

He asked Feng Chi: "What happened? Tell me."

Feng Chi held a bottle of fruit drink in his hand, and the refrigerator door was not closed, but he just stared at Feng Yi blankly.

Feng Yi raised his eyebrows and cast a confused look.

Feng Chi didn't say anything, closed the refrigerator, put the fruit drink aside casually, walked over in a hurry, and took off all the darts on the target, leaving only the one in the center of the red heart.

Feng Yi just threw it away and it stuck here.

Feng Chi pointed to the dart that hit the red heart, "You just pierced this."

Feng Yi: "Oh, I'm very lucky. You called me here today because..."

Feng Chi picked up a dart and handed it to Feng Yi:

"Don't worry about anything for now, just throw it away again!"

As he spoke, Feng Chi ran to the target and pointed at one place:

"Just stick it here, the triple area of ​​20 points in the inner ring! You try again, and we can talk about other things if the stick is right."

Feng Yi didn't say much, he picked up a dart and threw it without even aiming. It was easy enough for him, requiring no preparation.

Seeing Feng Yi's posture with the dart, Feng Chi couldn't help but laugh and said: "Hey, you haven't played for many years, right? Your posture is not professional enough... rub it!"

Feng Chi looked at the dart that was accurately inserted into the designated position. It was still in the middle of the triple zone of 20, not the edge!

"Have you practiced secretly?" Feng Chi asked.

"No." Feng Yi said.

"Then why is it so accurate?"

"……talent."

"Bah! Why didn't I realize you had this talent back then? You were obviously as good as me in middle school!"

Feng Chi determined that Feng Yi must have practiced some special skills in the years after leaving Yangcheng.

It doesn't have to be darts, it could be some other skill.

Otherwise, why would you throw a dart so accurately?

The same goes for catching venomous snakes. You can pinch the snake's head quickly and accurately.

You said you haven't practiced yet? !

Feng Chi said "I don't believe it"!

Feng Yi recalled his previous hit rate. It is indeed different. Things that seemed difficult before are now as easy as drinking water.

"...Okay, I practiced secretly." Feng Yi could only say.

"You are indeed dishonest!" Feng Chi said excitedly, "I want to learn! How did you practice in the first place?"

Feng Yi: "You may not believe it when I tell you. In the beginning, I was forced by life, so I practiced playing with mice."

Feng Chi: "...Forget it, your skills are not suitable for me."

No longer worrying about skills, Feng Chi sighed again: "You should participate in dart competitions and international competitions! Instead of catching snakes! Talents are being buried!"

Feng Yi didn't think so.

Things that were difficult before are now easy. This is a change at the genetic level. It would be cheating to participate in a darts competition and it would be unfair to other players.

So Feng Yi said: "Catching snakes is more interesting."

Feng Chi opened his mouth and sighed: "Okay."

Deeply sorry that the darts world has lost a genius.

However, respect your brother’s preferences.

Anyway, Feng Yi didn't need to rely on this to make a living.

Throwing the dart aside first, Feng Chi handed a bottle of slightly cool fruit drink to Feng Yi.

Feng Chi now smokes and drinks less, and is more restrained in order to maintain his appearance in front of the camera.

Seeing the bag Feng Yi put on the table, Feng Chi took it over and looked through it, "What are these? Talismans? And salted duck eggs?"

"Well, I bought it while attending an event in Rongcheng. The salted duck eggs taste good. I'll bring a few over for you to eat with porridge." Feng Yi said.

"Understand me! I like this! Hey, the activity you are talking about is the one where you spend money to buy rocks at the auction?" Feng Chi asked.

That matter is not a secret in some circles. Feng Chi saw it in the circle of friends.

"I didn't expect you to like meteorites. I'll let you know next time I see news about a meteorite trade."

Putting the bag aside, the smile on Feng Chi's face dropped.

After taking another sip of fruit drink, Feng Chi took out an invitation letter from the drawer and handed it to Feng Yi.

"The old man assigned me a mission."

Feng Yi thought: Sure enough.

I took the invitation and looked at what was written inside, and I was a little surprised:

"Ancestor worship ceremony?"

Feng Chi looked like he wanted to complain, but didn't know where to start, "The new ancestral hall has been built, it's very grand. The ancestral graves have been moved, and the ancestral tablets have also been invited. Are we ready to 'tell the world'?" "

"Didn't you say last time that you might hold ancestor worship during the Ghost Festival?" Feng Yi asked.

"At first, I heard about this time. Later, the old man specially asked the master to calculate the date. He said that the Hungry Ghost Festival was not suitable and the date was rescheduled. I think this date is not very good. If there is a typhoon, what do you think of this festival? Should we hold the ancestor ceremony or not?”

Feng Chi took a sip of fruit drink, calmed down, and continued: "But I think that master must have consulted someone from the Meteorological Bureau when choosing a date. By then, even if it is not sunny, it will not rain heavily. Anyway, now that it’s officially decided, the invitations have been sent out. The old man has specially formed a team to take charge of this matter. People from all over the country, at home and abroad, will send the invitations to the clan members as soon as possible. I didn’t even know we were that kind. There are so many relatives!”

Feng Yi really didn't know much about his clan. But you can imagine.

However, the builders of the ancestral hall may not know the true history and inheritance of this "clan".

For example, Mr. Feng doesn’t know the deep secret.

Feng Yi looked at the invitation letter in his hand again.

The Gregorian calendar, lunar calendar, location, check-in time, etc. are written on it.

Besides that, I wrote a lot.

Feng Yi looked down.

First, there are nearly 300 words lamenting that the Feng family has flourishing branches and luxuriant descendants.

In addition, due to many historical issues and unspeakable internal contradictions, coupled with the chaos caused by the abnormal climate period of the past twenty years, it has led to various inconveniences in worshiping ancestors.

After a lot of effort, we finally solved these problems. We (the Yangcheng Feng Family led by the old man) chose a geomantic treasure land and spent huge sums of money to rebuild the ancestral hall, making it majestic...

Ba la la la, nearly 800 words of praise.

Feng Chi had already read those contents, "The old man is making a big deal this time. The hotel has been arranged. Those who come from out of town can just check in directly. If necessary, we can also arrange round-trip air tickets. There are so many people. My dad said, eight hundred years I’ve sent invitations to all the clan members I haven’t contacted.”

Feng Yi closed the invitation, "The question is, didn't the old man say that I would be expelled from the family? Why did you send me this?"

Feng Chi twitched his lips, "What the old man meant was to kick you out of the Feng family in Yangcheng. You are no longer in the family, but you are still in the Feng family and your surname is Feng, so I sent you an invitation letter."

Feng Yi lowered his eyes and gently touched the edge of the invitation with his fingers, "What else did the old man say to you?"

Feng Chi looked like he had a stomach ache, "He didn't say a few words, but if I understood him correctly, what he meant was that if you behave well, it's not impossible to come back and enter that impressive ancestral hall in the future. ”

Feng Yi: "..."

Feng Chi: "I don't know what happened between you and the old man. I was quite surprised when the old man called me over. Ever since I entered the entertainment industry, the old man has not been willing to listen to my affairs. He thinks I am embarrassed!" He said something like 'actor'."

"Also, he must have guessed my relationship with you now. He specially called me over to knock on the door and asked me to send a message and send you an invitation letter."

Feng Chi looked at Feng Yi, "Brother, are you going to attend this ancestor worship ceremony?"

Feng Yi nodded, "Go."

Feng Chi said worriedly: "Aren't you afraid that the old man will embarrass you? He doesn't even have to do it himself. There are many people who are willing to help the old man embarrass you. There are too many licking dogs around the old man!"

When it comes to talking about the licking dog around the old man, what Feng Chi wants to say the most is actually Feng Yi's biological parents, but he is embarrassed to say it in front of Feng Yi.

Feng Yi thought of something and smiled, "I'm not afraid. It's hard to say who will embarrass whom."

When Feng Chi heard this, he was immediately ready to make a move. He came over and said, "Are you going to cause trouble?"

Feng Yi pushed him aside and said, "Don't interfere, just maintain your own personality. You are different from the entertainment industry and can be easily influenced."

Feng Chi was slightly disappointed, "Okay. My career has just started, and I am still too fragile and vulnerable."

Remembering something, Feng Chi said excitedly: "My aunt has also sent an invitation letter, but I don't know if they will come to participate. After all, the relationship between the two parties is not very good, and it seems that they have not moved around much for so many years.

"A lot of people are asking me. If someone from my aunt's side comes, no matter who it is, whether it's an uncle or an aunt, they are planning to improve the relationship. The people on my aunt's side are doing well."

After saying that, Feng Chi felt that the word "very good" was too modest, "It's not very good, it's very good! It's so good that the old man's face turns blue every time he mentions it. The sourness and resentment can be smelled from a distance." ”

"Hey, brother, do you think anyone from my aunt's side will come over this time?" Feng Chi asked.

Feng Yi thought for a while, "Maybe."

When it comes to ancestors and elders, even if my cousin doesn't approve and doesn't care, they still have to take care of their face.

Of course, it is also possible to not care at all and ignore it completely.

However, Feng Yi guessed that they would still come over.

"Even if there are people from over there, they won't all come. Most likely, one person will be sent as a representative." Feng Yi said.

Feng Chi agreed: "Let's go just for a formality and save the old man from having to worry about it in the future."

The dispute between the old man and his aunt may only be known to them, but now that his aunt has passed away, the old man is still alive.

How come it's not his job to speak out?

Someone must be sent over to keep an eye on it to prevent the old man from talking nonsense in front of all the clan members.

"Then based on your speculation, who will come as a representative?" Feng Chi asked, "The person coming over there will definitely not be a junior. If he is too young and his status is not enough, he will easily suffer a disadvantage if he comes here. Feudal masters like the old man are paternalistic. People like to use their seniority to suppress them.”

"That's one of the three cousins, uncle and aunt." Feng Yi said, "I'll ask my cousin first when I go back."

Feng Chi's eyes lit up, and he lifted his hips and moved over: "When you are chatting with your cousin, mention me, um... use some good adjectives to beautify it, it doesn't need to be too many, just two or three will do. "

"If it's really my cousin who comes to participate in ancestor worship, I will definitely behave well! If my cousin is happy, maybe he will agree to give me a transforming car?"

"It's okay to introduce a purchasing channel, I'll pay for it myself!"

“I don’t want the appearance of a cobra, I want the appearance of a tyrannosaurus rex!”

"If you have no choice, anything will do!"

"Ahem, if my cousin is not willing to listen, forget it. Don't make your cousin disgusted by this matter."

Feng Chi really wanted a transforming car of his own, but it was too difficult to buy. He didn't know where to buy it after asking around, so he could only buy it from his cousin.

But if his cousin intends to refuse, then there is no need for him to insist on it. If you insist on insisting, it will easily annoy people, and this matter should not affect the relationship between Feng Yi and his cousin.

Feng Yi wrote this down and mentioned it when he sent a message to his cousin.

"Do you know the process of ancestor worship?" Feng Yi asked.

"I'm not sure. I've asked a few friends who have experience in worshiping ancestors in ancestral halls, but what they said are similar and some are different. I also asked my dad, and my dad told me that every family has it. The ancestor worship rituals have been passed down, and each generation is different. What is the process? In the end, it is up to the speaker."

Feng Chi gave Feng Yi a "you know" look.

Compared with those rituals conducted decades ago or hundreds of years ago, today's ancestor worship rituals have undergone many changes.

Now in the Yangcheng Feng family, the old man is the absolute person in power and has the greatest say.

The feudal lord is not joking.

"When it comes to the ancestral hall, the old man is very emotional and easily excited. This is the first time I have seen the old man so emotional in so many years."

Feng Yi said: "Maybe the old man's dream is to rebuild the ancestral hall. The dream has finally come true, that's why he is so emotional."

Feng Chi heard this and thought it made sense.

"Compared to the importance the old man attaches to the ancestral hall and these rituals, the juniors think it doesn't matter. Anyway, everyone will do what the old man says." Feng Chi said.

They couldn't understand the old man's mood and wishes, nor could they understand him.

But this does not prevent them from pretending to be filial sons and grandsons in front of the old man.

Seeing Feng Chi's indifferent look, Feng Yi asked with a smile: "Don't you want your ancestors to bless you?"

Feng Chi curled his lips, "I didn't bless you when I was alive. How can I bless you now that I'm gone? Even if the ancestors have spirits, the one who bless them is the eldest son, and the one who bless us is our uncle. I asked my dad, my great-grandfather is the same as the old man, they Only the eldest son and grandson are in his eyes, and everything else is just a foil, which can be sacrificed or exchanged for benefits when necessary.”

Feng Chi remembers clearly that when he was in middle school, he heard from his teacher that there were some pastures where cattle were raised.

Enclose them in a designated area, provide them with a good environment, provide them with food, shelter, and give them massages. The exquisite life is ultimately to allow them to have better meat, produce better milk, and sell them at a higher price in the future.

At that time, Feng Chi broke into an inexplicable cold sweat and had a strangely strong sense of immersion.

Isn't this just like the old man raising them?

But Feng Chi doesn't want to be a "cow", he wants to be a "rancher".

His dad also wanted to be a "rancher."

But the old man didn’t allow it.

The good thing is that now, through hard work, their family has some autonomy.

Feng Chi can also do the career he likes.

The old man is old after all.

The younger generations of the family have their own thoughts, and the old man's ability to control them has been greatly reduced.

During this ancestral worship ceremony, Feng Chi suspected that the old man wanted to use the power of other clan members to consolidate power.

After a moment of silence, Feng Chi smiled mockingly, "The old man actually doesn't care about his ancestors that much. Compared to his ancestors, he cares more about his own face and the meaning behind it! Generally speaking, the reconstruction and repair of ancestral halls are done by The best people in the clan can complete it, this is what he wants to prove to the clansmen everywhere!"

Feng Yi paused and said, "The old man is still a little...deceiving himself."

Feng Chi immediately answered: "Isn't that right! If he was really the most powerful in the clan, why didn't he rebuild the ancestral hall while my aunt was still alive? Is he afraid of being beaten?!"

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