Fang's family. Fang's backyard.
Lu Wan was holding an official kiln teacup in her hand, which looked like a sunny day after the rain. The Longjing tea in the cup had already cooled down, the tea soup had become thicker, and the fragrance had faded. Lu Wan did not even bring it to her lips to take a sip.
Her face was full of anxiety and her eyes were always looking towards the entrance of the yard.
Fang Huwei held the teacup and drank tea leisurely. He had just finished one cup and asked his family member Fang Li to add more boiling water into the cup. Now he was drinking his second cup of tea.
"It's so rare that Fang Yan was so filial that he gave me this rare 'Roaring Dragon Well'. This tea is not something that ordinary people can drink - I only have half a pound of it saved, and I usually can't bear to give it to others. I was in a good mood today, so I asked someone to make a cup for you, but you didn't even taste it. This cup of good tea was wasted by you?" Old man Fang Huwei glanced at Lu Wan and said with some dissatisfaction.
Seeing her father-in-law so calm, Lu Wan couldn't help but ask, "Dad, Fang Yan was called away by the teacher - is he really okay?"
"No." Fang Huwei said calmly. "I've told you so many times that nothing will happen, but you just don't believe me. What can I do?"
"But, didn't Fang Yan come back this time just to seek justice from the gentleman? Fang Yan appears to be casual, but in fact he is very sensible. If he doesn't get along with the gentleman-----"
"It was Fang Yan who went to Mr. to seek justice, not Mr. who went to Fang Yan to seek justice. Fang Yan has not done anything to harm the world, what can go wrong?" Fang Huwei said nonchalantly. "Believe in Fang Yan, believe in your own son. What Fang Yan can do, we may not be able to do. What Fang Yan can't do, we definitely can't do----Instead of worrying about it, why not sit here and drink tea and chat, waiting for the information from the front to come back----This is Yanziwu, nothing serious will happen."
Lu Wan had no mood to drink tea and chat. She said with red eyes: "I don't ask for justice, I just hope Fang Yan is safe. Before, he called and said he wanted to come back, and I wanted to refuse. But he said he came back to visit you, and I couldn't deny his filial piety. "
Fang Huwei glanced at Lu Wan, sighed softly and said, "You just said it, Fang Yan seems casual on the surface, but actually he is very sensible. Who can change his mind about what he insists on doing? The child is grown up, and he needs to make his own way in the future. All we can do is not to cause trouble for him in the future - don't worry, nothing will happen."
"I'll go out and take a look." Lu Wan put down the teacup and said, "Feng Sheng and the others also followed. I'll go see if they've come back----"
Before he finished speaking, he walked out in a hurry.
Old Master Fang Huwei shook his head and smiled bitterly, and said to the golden eagle on the shelf: "Women, they think things are simpler. It can't be said that they are wrong, but they think shallowly. In this world, how can there be simple and easy things?"
He placed the empty cup of tea in his hand on the small table in front of him, rubbed his thighs gently with his hands, and said, "There should be a result over there, right?"
Ye Family. Ye Family Ancestral Hall.
Ye Daowen lit three incense sticks in front of the ancestral tablet, then knelt on the cushion in front of the altar and kowtowed respectfully to the ancestral tablet.
After kowtowing three times, Ye Daowen clasped his hands together, closed his eyes, and muttered something.
Dongdong----
There was a sound of something hitting the ground.
Ye Daowen opened his eyes and turned around to see his ancestor standing at the door of the ancestral hall, leaning on a cane.
Ye Daowen quickly got up, ran over to support the old ancestor, and said, "Old ancestor, why did you come here by yourself? Where are the girls? Where did they go to play again? I will break their legs in a while."
"Don't scold the girl. I came here on my own initiative." said the old ancestor.
She let Ye Daowen help her walk to the ancestral hall's armchair and sat down, saying, "Close the door. I want to talk to you for a few words."
Ye Daowen was confused, but still walked over and closed the vermilion door of the ancestral hall.
Ga----
The ancestral hall was suddenly plunged into darkness, filled with smoke and lined with longevity tablets, making it look somewhat eerie and scary.
Ye Daowen looked at the old ancestor and asked with a smile: "Old ancestor, what do you want to say?"
The old ancestor stared at Ye Daowen with burning eyes. Her pupils were dim and her face was old, which made people feel particularly pressured in such an environment.
The old man stared at Ye Daowen without blinking and said, "Daowen, do you really want the seat under the master's buttocks?"
"Ancestor-----"
"Answer me, yes or no?"
"Grandfather, there are some things that I cannot decide on my own." Ye Daowen said in a deep voice. "This is everyone's wish."
"I know, it's your collective decision. There are some things you want to hide from me, and some things you can't hide from me----but Dao Wen, do you think you can replace the master and become the master of Yanziwu? Do you think-----are you worthy?"
"-----"
The entrance to the village. Yanziwu stone tablet.
Ye Wenrou looked at the name on the stone tablet intently. After a hundred years of wind and rain, some of the words on the stone tablet had become blurred, but the names on it had been engraved in the hearts of every Yanziwu villager.
A man should carve his name on a stone to record his achievements. This is a phrase that the elders of Yanziwu often say when educating their children and grandchildren. Every villager of Yanziwu dreams of having his name carved on the big stone at the entrance of the village one day.
Originally, Ye Wenrou had a chance. If she had resolutely swung out that sword and successfully broke through the Heavenly Dao, her name would have been engraved on this stone tablet. Unfortunately, she let go of such a precious opportunity.
"Sister----" Ye Fengsheng stood behind Ye Wenrou and called out carefully, saying, "If we leave like this, if the master harms Fang Yan----we won't be able to rescue him in time."
Ye Wenrou finally regained her composure and found that everyone at the scene was looking at her anxiously.
Ye Wenrou was touched. She knew that these outstanding young people were Fang Yan's best friends and her boyfriend's best buddies. She felt inexplicably proud of Fang Yan.
"He will be fine." Ye Wenrou said. "Sir, you won't kill him. If you want to kill him, you don't have to wait until now-----"
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"Ye Dao Wen." Fang Yan said.
Although Ye Daowen is his girlfriend's father, Fang Yan really thinks that Ye Daowen is the most suitable candidate for the new "Mr."
If you really want to resign from your position.
Only people of high moral character and prestige can become Mr. Yanziwu.
Ye Daowen was originally a very respected elder in Yanziwu. He was a kind and fair person, and was deeply loved and respected by the villagers of Yanziwu.
Although his talent is above average and his Kung Fu is a little weak, the Ye family is developing rapidly and this strong backing can make up for some of his shortcomings. If he takes over the mantle of the master and becomes the new master of Yanziwu, not only Fang Yan, but also other people in Yanziwu will not have any objections-----
"Ye Daowen." The gentleman chewed on the name, then looked at Fang Yan and smiled, saying, "It seems that Daowen is the candidate who best meets the interests of all parties."
"Benefits?" Fang Yan frowned. "What do you mean by interests of all parties? Sir asked me to choose a candidate, and I will speak impartially about the person I think is the most suitable candidate. There is no interest involved in this-----"
"Really?" The gentleman stared at Fang Yan sharply and said, "You really don't know?"
"What should I know?" Fang Yan said.
The gentleman's expression eased a little, and he said, "It seems that they didn't discuss this matter with you."
"Sir, what do you mean?" Fang Yan asked.
The gentleman looked at Fang Yan and said, "I know you chose Ye Daowen out of your own heart, but if it was out of selfishness-----who do you think is more suitable to be the gentleman of Yanziwu?"
"I haven't thought about it." Fang Yan said.
"Think about it now."
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The gentleman looked at Fang Yan, with a hint of disappointment, and said, "If Dao Wen becomes the gentleman of Yanziwu again, do you think there is still a chance for you and the girl from the Ye family? The gap is getting bigger and bigger. I'm afraid it will be difficult for you to catch up, right?"
"But from the perspective of Yanziwu, I think Uncle Ye is the most suitable candidate for the position of Mr.," Fang Yan said. "I know that Mr. Ye is considering my position, but I cannot forget the public interest for personal reasons. For Yanziwu, Uncle Ye is indeed more suitable than others."
"The Ye family instructed Dao Wen, your Fang family instructed Dao Wen, and even you instructed Dao Wen - since you all chose Dao Wen, I just don't want Dao Wen to inherit my mantle." The gentleman's tone was light, but Fang Yan could tell that he said these words seriously.
He is not kidding.
"Why?" Fang Yan asked.
"Because I want a more suitable candidate." said the gentleman.
"who is it?"
"It's you-------" The gentleman's eyes suddenly became bright, like a dusty gem, wiping off the dust outside, revealing its original dazzling light. "Fang Yan, are you willing to take over my mantle? Are you willing to become the new gentleman of Yanziwu?"
Fang Yan opened his mouth for a long time, his pupils expanded several times, and he said in a gloomy mood: "Sir, is it too willful to do this?" (To be continued)