The middle-aged man smiled, seeing that Zhang Yi was so well-behaved and sensible, he also loved Zhang Yi very much in his heart.

Zhang Ji pointed to the other people at the table and said, "This is your third uncle, uncle, the two next to your uncle, are your uncle and cousin!"

When talking about his cousin, Zhang Yi looked at a young man who was half a head taller than himself, about fourteen or fifteen years old, dressed almost the same as Zhang Yi, with red hair and a handsome appearance.

The cousin also reacted, and slowly stood up from the table and chair.

"You are Brother Zhang Yixian, my name is Luo Ming, a few years older than you is your cousin, we are a family, and we will take care of each other more in the future!" Luo Ming said lukewarmly, with that kind of appearance, he was not interested in this young master of the Zhang family.

After listening to his father's introduction, Zhang Yi met the people in the clan one by one, the clansmen were very warm and friendly, although it was superficial, Zhang Yi was also very satisfied, but when he met his uncle and cousin, Zhang Yi saw a trace of unkindness in their expressions.

Zhang Ji continued: "This is the big housekeeper of our Zhang family, the three next to us are the family leaders, and the eight people at that table are the shopkeepers of our family's market......"

Zhang Jiyi introduced several important people in the family to Zhang Yi one by one, and Zhang Yi also said hello, even if they knew each other, they were all members of their own family, and it didn't hurt to count the rudeness.

In the morning, all the people of the Zhang family were washing the dust for Zhang Yi, and all the people in the Zhang family had seen Young Master Zhang Yi, but Zhang Yi was a little regretful that he could not see his younger brother, and later asked his father Zhang Ji, saying that he was in the Wasteland Academy, and Zhang Yi was a little disappointed in his heart.

In the afternoon, Zhang Yi returned to his house and found the maid Xiaohe standing outside respectfully, Zhang Yi glanced at it and didn't speak, and entered the room by himself.

Her room is next door to Zhang Yi's room, and if she wants to rest, it's just a matter of two steps.

Zhang Yi entered the room, and not long after, his father Zhang Ji also appeared outside the door of Zhang Yi's room.

"Yi'er, are you resting?" Zhang Ji stood at the door, knocked twice, and asked.

"Father, come in!" Zhang Yi took out "Yi Qiankun", thought for a moment, and pressed it under the pillow before speaking.

Zhang Ji pushed open the door, came to Zhang Yi, and asked, "How was your rest last night?"

Zhang Yi replied: "I slept very well last night, which made my father worry!"

"It's good to get used to it!" Zhang Jichang sighed and continued: "Your mother and I thought that something happened to you, and later buried you and your grandfather there, and now your grandfather's spirit is in the ancestral hall, if you miss it, go to the pillar incense!"

Hearing that his grandfather's spiritual position was here, Zhang Yi breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and then took the "Yi Qiankun" pressed under the pillow.

"Dad, this is my grandfather who asked me to take good care of things before he died, and now I will hand it over to you!" After speaking, Zhang Yi handed the "Yi Qiankun" in his hand to Zhang Ji.

Zhang Ji didn't hesitate, took it in his hand, didn't say anything, didn't open it, and put it away.

"There's nothing else to do, your mother can't come to see you during this time, if you have a good rest, you can walk around, look around, and when you have time, you can go over and see your mother, and after some time, make some efforts for the family and take over the Fang City in the Central District. ”

Zhang Ji put away "Yi Qiankun", and after finishing speaking, he waited for Zhang Yi's last words.

Zhang Yi listened to his father's instructions, and he also had a plan in his heart.

Zhang Ji asked Zhang Yi about his experience, and Zhang Yi was also rescued by a pair of women after he fell off the cliff, and he roughly said it.

Zhang Ji saw that his son didn't want to say more, and he didn't ask for details, and after a few simple instructions, Zhang Ji left.

After Zhang Ji left, Zhang Yi called the maid Xiaohe into the room.

"Young Master, what do you command?" Xiao He said with a slight pause.

"Take me to the ancestral hall, I want to go and offer incense to my grandfather!" Zhang Yi moved his pace, about to leave.

"Young master, there are rules for entering the ancestral hall......" Xiaohe hesitated for a moment and said.

"What rules?" Zhang Yi stopped and asked subconsciously.

"Entering the ancestral hall can only be in the morning, for fear of disturbing the ancestors, only one person can enter the ancestral hall, except for the descendants of the Zhang family, others are not allowed to stay close to the ancestral hall!"

"Oh, it's okay, you can lead the way!" Zhang Yi nodded, Xiaohe's words were not taken to heart.

Under the leadership of Xiaohe, he passed through a large courtyard and came to the backyard, where there was a two-story building in front of him, and the building was the mourning hall of the ancestors of the Zhang family.

There are two guards at the door, standing at the door of the ancestral hall, guarding the ancestors of the Zhang family.

"I've seen the young master!" When the two saw Zhang Yi coming, they immediately knelt down and said in unison.

"Get up, and I'll go see my grandfather. Zhang Yi walked to the side of the guard and was about to help the two of them up.

"Young Master doesn't have to be like this. Seeing this, the two hurriedly stood up, afraid that Zhang Yi would help them, and if they were seen by others, their good days would come to an end.

Zhang Yi didn't say much, and when the two opened the door, they left Xiaohe outside the door and entered the door by themselves.

Coming to the ancestral hall, the spiritual position of the ancestor of the Zhang family was placed in an orderly manner, and Zhang Yi saw Zhang Xianlu's spiritual position at a glance.

Seeing this, Zhang Yi shed tears, he has been closest to his grandfather since he was a child, and he has lived a life of dependence on his grandfather since he was a child, although he has scolded Zhang Yi and beaten Zhang Yi, but Zhang Xianlu He loves Zhang Yi the most.

Zhang Yi got on the pillar incense, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed a few times.

"Grandpa, I will take revenge, and I will definitely avenge you!"

Zhang Yi secretly swore in his heart, and told Zhang Xianlu's spiritual position about his experience during this time, and two hours later, Zhang Yi walked out of the ancestral hall.

However, as soon as Zhang Yi went out, he heard a noise outside, Zhang Yi looked and saw Xiaohe lying on the ground, with his left hand on his blue and swollen face.

"What time is it, and you dare to come to worship! I don't know the rules? How dare you be so bold and disturb the ancestors, with your ten lives are not enough to accompany you, say, who are you a maid!" A subordinate standing next to Xiao He spoke viciously to Xiao He, punching and kicking, and the owner of his subordinate was Zhang Yi's cousin who was standing on the side indifferent, Luo Ming!

Xiaohe never said a word from beginning to end, nor did he mention Zhang Yi, let them punch and kick, and lay on the ground alone, crying silently.

At this time, the two guardian ancestral hall people standing next to him couldn't stand it anymore, and said: "Young Master Luo Ming is angry, not long ago, Young Master Zhang Yi came to worship the old patriarch, for the sake of the young master, let this maid go!"

After hearing the young man Yi, the subordinates around Luo Ming stopped what they were doing, looked at the two guards in the ancestral hall and said: "What Young Master Zhang Yi, what is he, a stinky boy, he doesn't stay well in the countryside, and when he comes to Tiancheng, does he still want to be the head of the Zhang family!"

Luo Ming listened to the words of his subordinates, and his heart was quite useful, but his face changed.

"Shut up, how dare you be unreasonable to your cousin!" Luo Ming was scolding on his face, but he was extremely useful in his heart.

Seeing that his son-in-law was deliberately dissatisfied, the subordinate immediately showed a flattering look, and echoed and said: "Yes, yes, it's a small damn, say it and leak your mouth." ”

Then, the subordinate came to Xiaohe's side again, raised his foot, and wanted to kick Xiaohe a few times.