Some snakes incubate their eggs, while others do not.
When opening python eggs at Yangcheng Zoo before, Feng Yi watched some videos of pythons hatching eggs, and also listened to the zoo staff talk about how to safely take out python eggs when the python is hatching eggs.
Just when he was about to fall asleep, the image of a python hatching eggs suddenly appeared in his mind!
I was suddenly awakened!
When I think about it this way, I always feel a little embarrassed and ashamed.
However, since I have decided to polish this meteorite and give it to the butler...
Feng Yi stared at the stone in front of him.
Forget it, just hatch the eggs, no one sees it anyway!
After some self-comfort and mediation, Feng Yi calmed down again.
What a big deal!
sleep!
This time I didn't have any psychological burden and fell into a deep sleep quickly.
When he woke up the next day, Feng Yi realized that he had thought too much last night!
The meteorite that was originally surrounded in the middle has been pushed to the edge of the bed and is 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 boundary, but because it was entangled by the tip of its tail.
Think back to your sleeping position before going to sleep, 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 has been stepped on!
My sleeping posture is so bad
Or maybe it's the tail's own idea
He moved his tail, picked up the meteorite that had been pushed to the edge of the bed, and moved it over.
He picked up the meteorite with one hand and took a look at it.
What surprised Feng Yi was that there was already a layer of specialized substance on the surface of this meteorite. Although it was very thin and invisible to the naked eye of ordinary people, Feng Yi could feel it.
Perhaps it is because when people go to bed at night, the energy stored in the body resonates with the energy substances inside the meteorite, which makes the patina appear faster
In any case, the "patina" appeared faster than he expected!
"It's not that difficult to get this meteorite out."
Feng Yi placed the meteorite beside the bed with satisfaction and continued the next night!
At this rate of efficiency, it won’t take long before it can be sold and given away.
Get up in a swish and start a new day.
Feng Yi had just returned to Yangcheng and had no plans to go out to visit friends for the time being. He planned to enjoy a few days of comfort and peace at home.
The most important thing is to eat well and be full at home!
In a good mood, Feng Yi went to the underground laboratory and got two large tubes of venom for Xiao Wu.
Because of the mission outside, there has been no supply for a while, and the raw materials at the Ancestral Factory are a bit tight. Xiao Geng has reminded him tactfully.
The euphemism is that the bank account deposit notification -
Xiao Geng (making crazy payments): Boss, are you back? Do you still remember
Of course Feng Yi remembered it.
This cannot be forgotten, this is his little treasury!
After delivering the goods, Feng Yi maintained the two fangs according to the method provided by Xiao Wu, then went upstairs and leisurely drank tea and enjoyed the scenery on the second-floor terrace.
Before I finished my cup of tea, a new message alert came on my phone.
Feng Chi: Have you returned to Yangcheng? Is it convenient to talk
Feng Yi made a video call request.
The call was answered immediately.
Feng Chi: "Finally you're back? Come out and have a drink!"
Feng Yi: "I came back yesterday afternoon. What happened?"
Feng Chi had a worried look on his face. "Yes, there is something. If you are free, come out for a drink and chat with me."
Feng Yi did not ask further questions and replied, "Okay. Where?"
Feng Chi: "I'll send you the location of the new secret base I found."
The area where their previous secret base was located was to be demolished and rebuilt, so Fengchi moved to another location as the new base.
There was not much said in the video. After the call, Feng Yi drank the water in the teacup, packed up simply, put on some disguise, and asked Xiao Jia to drive out in a low-key car.
Feng Chi must have something to talk about 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, he would have bombarded him with information to show off his stardom. However, the past two days have been unusually quiet.
Generally speaking, Fengchi's calmness means two things: either he is holding back a big move, or he has encountered troubles and cannot have fun.
Now it is confirmed to be the latter.
I just don’t know what kind of troubles could make Feng Chi so troubled.
If it is related to the entertainment industry, Feng Chi can talk about it on the phone, no matter whether it is sharing gossip or complaining about certain industry rules. Feng Chi is not worried about being recorded by Feng Yi or anything like that.
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 some guesses in his mind, and brought small gifts bought from the Dragon Boat Festival Art Festival in Yongcheng to Feng Chi’s newly built secret base.
The location is more private and the area is larger.
Feng Yi entered the password and opened the door to enter.
What you see before you is a postmodern industrial-style decoration, which has an overall tough and rough feeling.
Judging from the smell, this place has been renovated for a while, but some of the furniture was purchased recently and the smell is 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. He 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 and said, "This is a good place."
Feng Chi smiled and said, "I bought it a few years ago, and renovated it only last year. It has been vacant for more than half a year."
Feng Yi walked over. He didn't even need to analyze Feng Chi's emotional information. He knew Feng Chi's mood just by looking at the way he threw darts.
He was throwing darts as if they were stabbing vampires, and he was silently cursing to himself, and it was unclear whether he was reciting lines or cursing someone.
He threw darts with great devotion and professional posture, but unfortunately his accuracy was not good enough. The darts on the board were randomly distributed and many of them missed the target.
With only one dart left in his hand, Feng Chi handed it to Feng Yi beside him, then walked to the freezer to get some water.
Feng Yi looked at the dart in his hand, glanced at the target, and threw it out without looking where it hit, then turned to Feng Chi.
He asked Feng Chi: "What happened? Tell me."
Feng Chi was holding a bottle of fruit drink in his hand, with the refrigerator door even open, he just stared at Feng Yi.
Feng Yi raised his eyebrows and gave him a puzzled look.
Feng Chi didn't say anything. He closed the refrigerator, put the fruit drink in his hand aside, walked over hurriedly, and removed all the darts on the target, leaving only the one that hit the bull's eye.
The arrow that Feng Yi threw just now hit here.
Feng Chi pointed at the dart that hit the bull's eye and said, "You just stabbed me."
Feng Yi: "Oh, I'm lucky. You called me here today because..."
Feng Chi picked up a dart and handed it to Feng Yi:
"Don't worry about anything, just do it again!"
Feng Chi ran to the target and pointed at a spot:
"Just pierce it here, in the triple zone of 20 points in the inner ring! Try it again, and we can talk about other things after you get it right."
Feng Yi didn't say much, he just picked up a dart and threw it without even aiming. It was quite simple for him, no preparation was needed.
Seeing Feng Yi's posture of holding the dart, Feng Chi couldn't help but laugh and said, "Hey, haven't played for many years? Your posture is not professional enough... Damn!"
Feng Chi looked at the dart that was accurately hit at the designated position, which was 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 just as bad as me in middle school!"
Feng Chi was certain that Feng Yi must have practiced some special skills during the years he was away from Yangcheng.
It doesn't have to be darts, it could be some other skill.
Otherwise, how can you throw darts so accurately
The same goes for catching poisonous snakes, you have to pinch the snake's head quickly and accurately.
You still say you haven't practiced?!
Feng Chi’s face looked like “I don’t believe it”!
Feng Yi thought back to his previous hit rate. It was indeed different. What seemed difficult before was now as easy as drinking water.
"... Well, I practiced secretly." Feng Yi could only say.
"You really are not honest!" Feng Chi said excitedly, "I want to learn! How did you practice in the beginning?"
Feng Yi: "You may not believe this, but I practiced by catching mice because of the pressure of life at the beginning."
Feng Chi: "... Forget it, your skill is not suitable for me."
No longer agonizing over his skills, Feng Chi sighed again: "You should participate in dart competitions, participate in international competitions! Instead of catching snakes! It's a waste of talent!"
Feng Yi doesn't think so.
Things that were difficult before have become easy now. This is a change at the genetic level. Taking part in a dart competition is like cheating, which is unfair to other players.
So Feng Yi said, "Catching snakes is more interesting."
Feng Chi opened his mouth and sighed, "Okay."
I am deeply saddened that the darts world has lost a talented player.
However, respect your brother's preferences.
Anyway, Feng Yi doesn’t need to rely on this to make a living.
Throwing the dart aside, Feng Chi handed Feng Yi a bottle of slightly cool fruit drink.
Feng Chi now smokes and drinks less, and is more restrained in order to maintain his condition in front of the camera.
Seeing the bag Feng Yi put on the table, Feng Chi picked it up and flipped through it. "What is this? A talisman? And salted duck eggs?"
"Well, I bought them when I attended an event in Yongcheng. The salted duck eggs tasted okay. I brought a few for you to eat with the porridge." Feng Yi said.
"You understand me! I like this! Hey, the activity you are talking about is the one where you spend money to buy stones at the auction?" Feng Chi asked.
That matter was not a secret in some circles, and Feng Chi saw it on WeChat Moments.
"I didn't expect you like meteorites. Next time I see news of a meteorite trade, I'll tell you."
Feng Chi put the bag aside and the smile on his face faded.
After taking another sip of the fruit drink, Feng Chi took out an invitation letter from the drawer and handed it to Feng Yi.
"This is a mission the old man assigned to me."
Feng Yi thought to himself: As expected.
After taking the invitation letter and looking at what was written inside, 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 impressive. The ancestral tombs have been moved and the ancestral tablets have been moved over. Isn't this just preparing to 'announce it to the world'?"
"Didn't you say last time that you might hold an ancestor worship ceremony on the Ghost Festival?" Feng Yi asked.
"I heard about this date at first, but then the old man asked a master to calculate the date, and he said that the Zhongyuan Festival was not suitable, so he decided to change the date. I think this date is not very good. If there is a typhoon, do you think the ancestor worship ceremony should be held or not?"
Feng Chi took a sip of the fruit drink, slowed down, and continued: "But I think that master must have consulted the people in the Meteorological Bureau when choosing the date. By then, even if it is not sunny, it will not rain heavily. Anyway, it is officially decided now, and the invitations have been sent out. The old man has specially formed a team to be responsible for this matter. Send the invitations to relatives from all over the country, both at home and abroad, as soon as possible. I didn't know we have so many relatives!"
Feng Yi didn't know much about his clan members, but he could imagine it.
However, the builders of the ancestral hall may not know the true history and heritage of this "clan".
For example, Mr. Feng doesn’t know the hidden secret.
Feng Yi looked at the invitation letter in his hand again.
It lists the Gregorian calendar, lunar calendar, location and reporting time, etc.
Besides that, I wrote a lot more.
Feng Yi looked down.
First, there are nearly three hundred words lamenting the prosperity of the Feng family and the brilliant descendants.
He also said that due to a number of historical issues and unspeakable internal contradictions, as well as the chaos caused by the abnormal climate in those twenty years, there were various inconveniences in ancestor worship.
After much difficulty, we finally solved these problems. We (the Yangcheng Feng family led by the old man) chose a piece of Feng Shui treasure land and spent a huge amount of money to rebuild the ancestral hall. It was built in a solemn and majestic way...
Nearly 800 words of eulogy and praise.
Feng Chi had already read the contents. "Grandpa is very generous this time. The hotel has been arranged. Those who come from other places can just check in directly. If necessary, they can also cover the round-trip air tickets. There are so many people. My father said that he sent invitations to all the relatives who haven't contacted for 800 years. Tsk tsk."
Feng Yi closed the invitation letter and said, "The question is, didn't the old man say that he expelled me from the family? Why did he send me this?"
Feng Chi pulled the corner of his mouth, "The old man meant that he just kicked you out of the Feng family in Yangcheng and you are no longer in the family, but you are still in the Feng family, and your last name is Feng, so he sent you an invitation letter."
Feng Yi lowered his eyes and gently moved the edge of the invitation with his fingers, "What else did the old man say to you?"
Feng Chi looked as if he had a stomachache. "He didn't say much, but if I understood correctly, he meant that if you behave well, you can come back and enter that magnificent 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 he called me over. Ever since I entered the entertainment industry, the old man has been unwilling to listen to my stories. He thinks I am embarrassing! He always calls me 'actor' or something like that."
"Also, he must have guessed the relationship between you and me, so he called me over to tell me to pass on the invitation letter to you."
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 willing to help the old man embarrass you. There are too many lickspittles around the old man!"
Speaking of the bootlickers around the old man, what Feng Chi wanted to talk about most was actually Feng Yi's biological parents, but he was embarrassed to say it in front of Feng Yi.
Feng Yi thought of something and smiled, "Don't be afraid. It's hard to say who will embarrass whom."
When Feng Chi heard this, he immediately became restless and came over to ask, "Are you going to cause trouble?"
Feng Yi pushed him aside and said, "Don't interfere. Just maintain your own image. You are different in the entertainment industry and are 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's side has also sent an invitation letter, but I don't know if they will come to participate. After all, the relationship between the two sides is not very good, and it seems that they haven't visited each other much in all these years.
"A lot of people have been asking me. If someone comes from my aunt's side, whether it's my uncle or my aunt, no matter who comes, they will try to improve the relationship. Several people from my aunt's side are doing pretty well."
After saying this, 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 green every time he mentions it. The sourness and resentment can be smelled from a long distance away."
"Hey, brother, do you think anyone from my aunt's side will come this time?" Feng Chi asked.
Feng Yi thought about it and said, "Maybe."
Since it concerns our ancestors, even if my uncles and uncles don’t approve or care, we still have to consider 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 people come from there, not all of them will come. The most likely thing is that they will send one as a representative." Feng Yi said.
Feng Chi agreed: "It's just a formality to save the old man from complaining about this later."
The dispute between the old man and the aunt may only be known to them, but now the aunt has passed away, but the old man is still alive.
Why not tell anyone about it? It's up to him to say it.
We have to send someone to keep an eye on it to prevent the old man from talking nonsense in front of all the clan members.
"Then according to your guess, who will come as a representative?" Feng Chi asked, "The person coming over there will definitely not be a younger generation. If they are too young and their status is not enough, they will easily suffer a loss. People like the old man who act like feudal patriarchs like to use seniority to suppress others."
"That must be one of the three of us," Feng Yi said. "I'll ask my uncle first when I get back."
Feng Chi's eyes lit up, and he moved over quickly: "When you chat with your uncle, mention me, um... use some nice adjectives to beautify me, not too many, two or three will do."
"If it's really my cousin who's here to attend the ancestor worship, I'll definitely behave well! If my cousin is happy, maybe he'll agree to give me a transforming car?"
"It would be nice if you could introduce a purchasing channel. I'll pay for it myself!"
"I don't want a cobra look, I want a Tyrannosaurus Rex look!"
"If you don't have a choice, anything will do!"
"Well, if your cousin doesn't want to hear it, forget it. Don't let him be disgusted by this."
Fengchi really wants a transforming car of his own, but it is too difficult to buy. After asking around, he still doesn’t know where to buy it, so he can only start from his cousin.
But if his uncle wanted to refuse, there was no need for him to insist on it. Forging ahead would easily annoy people, and he must not let this matter affect the relationship between Feng Yi and his uncle.
Feng Yi took note of this and mentioned it when he sent a message to his uncle.
"Do you know the procedure for ancestor worship?" Feng Yi asked.
"I'm not sure. I asked a few friends who have experience in ancestral worship in ancestral halls, but what they said was similar and different. I also asked my father, and he told me that every family has its own ancestral worship ceremony passed down, and each generation is different. What is the process? How to do it? In the end, it is up to the person in charge to decide."
Feng Chi gave Feng Yi a look that said "you know what I mean".
Compared with those ceremonies decades or hundreds of years ago, the current ancestor worship ceremonies have undergone many changes.
And now in the Feng family of Yangcheng, the old man is the absolute ruler and has the greatest say.
The feudal patriarch is no joke.
"When it comes to the ancestral hall, the old man is very emotional and easily agitated. This is the first time in all these years that I have seen the old man so emotional."
Feng Yi said: "Maybe the old man's dream was to rebuild the ancestral hall. His dream finally came true, so he was so emotional."
Feng Chi listened and thought it made sense.
"Compared to the importance the old man places on the ancestral hall and these rituals, the younger generations don't care. We just do whatever the old man says." Feng Chi said.
They could not empathize with or understand the old man's mood and wishes.
But this does not prevent them from pretending to be filial sons and grandchildren in front of the old man.
Feng Yi saw Feng Chi's nonchalant look and asked with a smile, "Don't you want the ancestors to bless you?"
Feng Chi curled his lips, "They didn't bless us when we were alive, how can they bless us now that we're gone? Even if our ancestors are still alive, they would bless the eldest son and our uncle. I asked my dad, and my great-grandfather is the same as my grandfather. They only have their eldest son and grandson in their eyes, and the others are just foils that can be sacrificed or exchanged for benefits when necessary."
Feng Chi remembers it very clearly. It was when he was in middle school that he heard his teacher talk about some ranches raising cattle.
They are kept in designated areas, provided with a good environment, food, shelter and massage. The ultimate purpose of this refined life is to produce better meat and better milk, which can be sold at a higher price in the future.
At that time, Feng Chi inexplicably broke out in a cold sweat, and strangely had a strong sense of involvement.
Isn't this just like the old man raising them
But Fengchi 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 wouldn't allow it.
The good thing is that now, after hard work, their whole family has gained a certain degree of autonomy.
Fengchi can also do what he likes.
Old man, he is old after all.
The younger generations of the family all have their own thoughts, and the old man's ability to control them has been greatly reduced.
During this ancestral worship ceremony in the ancestral hall, Feng Chi suspected that the old man wanted to use the power of other clan members to consolidate his power.
After a moment of silence, Feng Chi laughed sarcastically, "The old man doesn't really care about his ancestors. Compared to his ancestors, he cares more about his own face and the meaning behind it! Generally speaking, the reconstruction and repair of the ancestral hall are done by the best people in the clan. This is what he wants to prove to the clan members everywhere!"
Feng Yi paused and said, "The old man is still a little... self-deceiving."
Feng Chi immediately replied, "That's right! If he was really the most powerful in the clan, why didn't he rebuild the ancestral hall when my aunt was still alive? Is he afraid of being beaten?!"
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