"Shhh

Everyone gasped, 100 million? Mu Feng donated 100 million to the village?

This, they couldn't take it out, but they still stood one by one, looking at Old Man Li very unconvinced. Some of the younger generation with active minds have begun to calculate how much money they can share from 100 million. Also, since Mu Feng is so rich, it doesn't hurt them to rub a little, right? Moreover, it's the first day of the new year, and it's the New Year's money!

As for those who initially retorted, they were embarrassed because they felt that they looked ...... I can't eat the fat in front of me.

"Fengzi girl said, donate 100 million RMB to our village. This 100 million money is used to improve everyone's life, in short, every family has it, and every family can live a good life. Build roads, build schools, factories, etc., etc. This is not enough to enter the ancestral tree with Zhu notes, so ...... Tell me, what kind of person is okay? ”

Faced with Li Lao's question, everyone was dumbfounded and couldn't say a word. One by one, they sat back in their places, bowed their heads, and stopped talking. Oh, Fengzi is Li Shiyin's father's nickname.

Seeing that the person who sent the right thing stopped talking, Old Man Li waved his hand: "Shengxiang, Zhu Bi is waiting!" ”

Mu Feng was stunned.

He didn't understand what this 'please ancestral hall genealogy, for Zhu Pen' meant, but gradually it turned a corner, this ...... This is to write his name on Li Shiyin's ancestral tree, and it is also a 'red name'?

Damn, red name, isn't this something that only the dead have?

Moreover, aren't the ancestral genealogies recorded after they died?

I'll go for it, brother, I'll hang up?

Seeing the old man Li tremblingly open it, the thick ancestral genealogy, tremblingly holding the red pen, and preparing to fall, Mu Feng hurriedly shouted: "Ask for a bean sack (slow), this, this ...... Isn't this red name only possessed by the dead? Moreover, aren't there only dead people on the ancestral tree? ”

“……！”

The crowd was dizzy.

Old man Li was also choked, coughing vigorously.

Li Hua didn't make a move, he knew that there was indeed such a statement in the city outside, so he could only step forward and explain: "Mr. Mu, actually...... On our ancestral tree, there are not only dead people. To be precise, after everyone is born, they will write down their name on it. As for the 'Zhu Pen', it is not a glory that ordinary people can enjoy. In the past three hundred years, plus the ancestors and grandmothers, there are only four people who are Zhu Bi. ”

"Oh!" Now Mu Feng understood, but he still waved his hand and said, "That, Mr. Li, I haven't married Shiyin yet, so I wrote it in, isn't it inappropriate?" ”

If this is a different situation, there will definitely be a bunch of people who will jump out against it, but now, in the face of the temptation of such a big piece of fat, no one will come out to be those two fools.

Old man Li raised his head and glanced at Mu Feng curiously: "Forgive the old man, I am clumsy, I can see that Mr. Mu likes my family Shiyin very much." I am not old and dizzy, old man, but I can still see that Mr. Mu will definitely win my family Shiyin in the future. It's just a matter of one step earlier and one step later. Could it be that Mr. Mu doesn't plan to marry my family Shiyin? ”

Damn, this dead old man really can't underestimate him, a belly full of bad water.

Also Nima, my family Shiyin?

Teh is also shameless, licking his nose and face, he has to climb this kiss, although Old Man Li can indeed say that.

Looking at the expectant eyes handed over by Li Shiyin, Mu Feng suddenly straightened his waist, and said with a straight face: "That's what you have to marry!" ”

Old man Li smiled: "Since that's the case, isn't that the same thing?" After saying that, he picked up his pen and began to write.

Then, Li Shiyin was dumbfounded, because not only Mu Feng Zhubi was red, but even her name was changed to red. Zheng Jie was also stunned, as a foreign daughter-in-law, she only had the word 'Zheng' on the ancestral hall, and now, there are more words 'Zheng Jie' below, and they are also red.

"This, this!"

"The village chief...... Am you mistaken? ”

"That's right!" Old man Li smiled, "Without you Shiyin, how could you bring such an immortal chief to the village?" After speaking, he looked at Zheng Jie again, "Without you Zheng Jie, where did Shiyin come from to be such a good daughter?" ”

Damn, Mu Feng is a little depressed, do you want to say next, without that Shenma Fengzi, where did Li Shiyin come from? Without that ancestor of the god horse and the god horse, where did the poetry come from? simply, directly write all the above generations into red names.

Who knows, Old Man Li's next sentence almost choked him to death.

"Hey, poor Fengzi is no longer there, otherwise ......" said Old Man Li with a faint sigh.

Mu Feng is dizzy, damn, people who are emotionally dead can't change it anymore!

However, this grandson, Old Man Li, messed things up, grandma's! said that it was in the name of Li Shiyin, and he didn't mention him at all, but in the end, this name fell on his head. But this is not a trick, in this case, no matter how you say it, it is wrong. Moreover, these mountain people are not so easy to fool, you think very much, they can't see who came out with this 100 million RMB?

Forget it, let's find another opportunity to beat Li Jian.

With a slight glance, Mu Feng smiled, well, there is no need for that.

Ergazi Li Jian's eyes were full of bright lights, and he looked at the fairy high above.

Depend on!

I knew that the power of money was so great, and I directly smashed it to Ergazi for several million.

Why do you need such a big deal?

"For the ancestral genealogy, ascend to the third!"

I learned from Li Shiyin that 'shengsan' means three incense sticks, but this incense is a bit strange. First the middle burns out, and then it is the turn of the left and right sides.

It's a peculiar custom.

"Take a seat!"

This ancestral banquet is also interesting, a round table of one meter two, the dishes are in three circles inside and out, the dishes in the middle are almost the same as the table, the center is a big carp, and the middle circle is all kinds of meat, pigs, sheep, cows, chickens, ducks, geese! The outermost circle is a variety of dishes, and this circle is casual.

The wooden wind that eats a meal is drunk like death!

According to the customs of Jiulipan Village, all the dishes on the table must be eaten, and if you can't eat more, the woman outside will enter and eat them. Therefore, on the table outside the ancestral hall, there are only some melon and fruit platters and the like, and there are not many meals. According to the old custom, the table had to be eaten clean! At that time, there were few people and there was little food, and now there are not many people, but there are too many meals, and they can't eat at all, so the meat in the center must be dried up.

Fortunately, Mu Feng has a big stomach, otherwise if he changes to someone else, he would have to eat to death.

After eating, the matter of accompanying Li Shiyin home is over.

Li Shiyin was very satisfied, although a little surprised.

Mu Feng, on the other hand, was worried, and the stone carvings in the pseudo-secret realm under the stream were like shadows, hovering in the depths of his mind.