Zhang Xiao'an's grandfather and grandson walked out of the office with a smile and a smile.

This scene happened to be bumped into by Zhang Huairen, who had just walked out of the elevator, and he immediately dodged and hid in the corridor.

Knowing that Zhang Youzhi has advanced lung cancer, Zhang Huairen has been very well-behaved recently, and he has no crooked thoughts in his heart.

But he has been paying attention to Zhang Xiaoan for not a day or two.

Also out of curiosity, he secretly followed Zhang Xiao'an and the others.

……

On the way to the suburbs.

Zhang Youzhi sat in the co-pilot, skimming his head from time to time and peeking at Zhang Xiaoan, who was driving.

"What do you always think of me?" Zhang Xiaoan drove the car and asked casually.

"Nothing, just ...... I never thought that in my lifetime, I would actually get into the car driven by my ancestor. At this time, Zhang Youzhi was still a little nervous.

"What is this, I also helped you change diapers when you were young, you don't know this...... You shouldn't know, you were very young at that time. ”

Zhang Youzhi was a little embarrassed: "Uh...... I really can't remember. ”

"At that time, technology was not as developed as it is now, and there were no diapers or anything, they were all diapers made of rags, and the urine you pulled stinks."

Zhang Youzhi: "......"

It's a bit cozy...... What's going on with a little bit of nausea?

After Zhang Youzhi pondered for a while, he asked, "Ancestor, I have something I want to ask you. ”

"Just ask."

"Hmm...... I cured my cancer with the plant I brought out of Ssangyong Mountain, and you told me that the plant not only cures the disease, but also rejuvenates people. ”

"I want to develop that plant and make it a special medicine, Ancestor...... Do you have any thoughts on my decision? Zhang Youzhi asked cautiously.

Zhang Xiaoan turned his head and smiled: "Why do you want to ask me about this kind of thing?" ”

"This special medicine is something that goes against life, old age, sickness and death, you ......"

"I don't care so much, I only care about the affairs of the Zhang family, as for what you said about whether you die or not, it has nothing to do with me."

Zhang Youzhi breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

In the current society, birth, old age, sickness and death are the norm, and if Zhang Youzhi breaks this normal, it should be regarded as a ...... Contrary to the principles of heaven?

However, since his ancestors didn't say anything, Zhang Youzhi's burden on his heart was much less.

Zhang Youzhi thought that as long as his ancestors did not object to this matter, it would be fine.

As for this kind of thing that changes his life against the sky, if there is really God, then let him chop himself to death with a thunderbolt.

……

The two talked all the way.

The car soon drove to a cemetery with beautiful scenery near mountains and rivers.

The tall and majestic door of the cemetery has four words written on it: Zhang's ancestral hall!

Ordinary families can have a decent ancestral hall is already a symbol of status.

And the Zhang family is different.

The Zhang family not only has an ancestral hall, but the area of the ancestral hall is about the same size as a mountain villa.

The cemetery was personally selected by Zhang Xiao'an, and it is one of the best treasures in the world in feng shui, and it is buried with the direct family members of the Zhang family for generations.

The guards of the cemetery are all young and strong men, and the gate of the ancestral hall is closed on weekdays, and it is only open to the public every year when the Zhang family worships their ancestors.

Because of the spectacular scene of ancestor worship, it often attracts a group of people from the news media to come to video and make a program, and then broadcast it on major online platforms, which can be regarded as a kind of traditional cultural communication.

Wait for the car to drive to the gate of the ancestral hall.

The man in charge of guarding the tomb came out and saw Zhang Youzhi as the co-pilot, said hello and opened the door of the ancestral hall.

Two minutes after the car drove in.

Zhang Huairen drove an inconspicuous nine-handed Alto and stopped not far from the ancestral hall.

He watched Zhang Xiaoan drive towards the ancestral hall on the mountain, and muttered softly: "Is this the old man who knows that he is dying, and has brought him to recognize his ancestors and return to his ancestors?" ”

……

Inside the ancestral hall.

Zhang Xiaoan looked at the spotless spiritual position and nodded with satisfaction: "Yes, it's quite clean, do you let people wipe it every day?" ”

"Yes, Ancestor, you have always followed the ancestral teachings you left behind, put the ancestors and ancestors first in your heart, and let people clean them every day."

"I have a heart."

There are several levels of spiritual seats placed in the ancestral hall.

The top layer is the spiritual seat of the ancestor of the Zhang family, which is also the spiritual seat of Zhang Xiaoan.

Although he is not dead yet, as the founder and ancestor of the Zhang family, he must first occupy a C position!

There are two spiritual seats on the next floor of Zhang Xiao'an, one is named Zhang Xinian, who is the orphan Zhang Xiao'an adopted at the beginning.

The other is Zhang Xinian's wife, Zhang Dongshi.

Zhang Xinian's following is the husband and wife of the Tianzi generation, the Yongzi generation, the Fu character generation, and the longevity generation.

The Shou generation is the same era as Zhang Shouguang, but now Zhang Shouguang is still alive.

And then below is the word generation.

The leader is Zhang Shouguang's son, Zhang Youzhi's father, named Zhang Chengye.

The generation of the adult generation has all hung on the wall.

Then there is a generation, a person of the same generation as Zhang Youzhi, and it is also the most regrettable generation of the Zhang family.

All died of various sudden diseases, and even the chance to rescue Zhang Xiaoan was not left, and it didn't take five years for Zhang Youzhi to be left.

There is a layer of empty space below the characters.

This layer is reserved for Zhang Huairen and their group of Huaizi generations, and they are the most competitive generation of the Zhang family, all of them are very hard-working, and none of them died.

At the moment, no one should want to compete for this lottery for the time being, after all, the eldest Zhang Huaide is only in his early sixties.

The lowest layer.

Zhang Qingwen, aged eight......

It was the carefree age of childhood.

"Bring me the incense." Zhang Xiaoan stared at Zhang Qingwen's spiritual position and said.

Zhang Youzhi guessed his mind and persuaded: "Ancestor, you are the ancestor of the Zhang family, and it is not something you should do to incense the juniors......

"Don't worry, when you die, I will definitely not give you incense." A trace of sadness flashed in Zhang Xiaoan's eyes: "But Qingwen, this child, I have to give him pillar incense, I, the ancestor, didn't protect him well, I can't stand him......"

"Alas......" Zhang Youzhi sighed, picked up three sticks of incense from the side, lit them and handed them to Zhang Xiaoan.

After Zhang Xiaoan took the incense, he stepped forward, looked at Zhang Qingwen's spiritual position, his Adam's apple squirmed, and said slowly: "Child...... What is missing, what is missing, drag a dream for the ancestor, the ancestor will give it to you personally..."

Zhang Xiaoan didn't finish his words.

A middle-aged man with a cloak and a sour smell suddenly rushed in from outside the door, and kicked Zhang Xiaoan in the house.

Zhang Xiaoan didn't move at all, the middle-aged man was bounced back two steps back, and sat on the ground with his buttocks.

The middle-aged man sat on the ground and snorted, stood up again and rushed to Zhang Xiao'an.

"Get out! Get out of here! Stay away from my son! The middle-aged man stared at the beads of his eyes and roared, as if he was crazy, punching hard one punch after another in Zhang Xiaoan's face.

This scene really scared Zhang Youzhi, so scared that he almost didn't pee out.

"Huaiqing! Calm down! Zhang Youzhi hurriedly stepped forward and hugged Zhang Huaiqing.

"Smack!"

Zhang Huaiqing, who didn't recognize his six relatives, gave Zhang Youzhi two slaps back.

After being beaten by two big pockets, Zhang Youzhi was not angry, but hugged Zhang Huaiqing and patiently coaxed:

"Huaiqing is obedient, obedient, you calm down...... Look at me! I'm your second uncle! ”