Demonic Cultivation in a Mountain Village

Fang Ping and Fangyuan stared blankly at Wang Xiu'e, who was talking endlessly, with her mouth hanging open.

Fang Tianai said speechlessly: "Mom, my brother gave me one million for a semester's living expenses, but you just deducted it to ten thousand a month. You have the nerve to say that!"

Fang Lin couldn't help laughing when he heard this.

Fang Tianai had come to him before to talk about living expenses.

Fang Lin gave Fang Tianai a one million card at that time and told her to ask for it again if she didn't have it.

But he never thought that Wang Xiu'e would take the card away after finding out about it.

Later, Fang Tianai pushed her hard and had no choice but to agree to give her 10,000 yuan a month.

"Sister. Why are your academic performance so good?"

Fang Yuan, who had just entered the first year of high school, suddenly came to Fang Tianai, calling her so affectionate for the first time and looking fawning.

Fang Ping, on the other hand, lowered his head to eat in shame. Fortunately, he was still very proud after finishing the college entrance examination.

But now compared with Fang Tianai, he is simply a scumbag.

I have two copies from Huaqing.

I earn two thousand a month, and others earn ten thousand a month.

Ten thousand is still temporary. If it is not enough, it can be increased to twenty thousand or thirty thousand...

This time he and Fangyuan returned to the village to worship their ancestors, but they were both dragged there by Fang Baojun.

In fact, from the bottom of their hearts, they are unwilling to return to this poor and backward mountain village.

But now it seems that Phoenix Village has changed too much.

No, it should be said that my uncle's family has changed too much.

Yang Yuhui has always said before that if she helps the poor but not the poor, the boss and his family will never make a difference in their lives.

But now it seems that they are extremely rich!

Not only is he rich, he is also low-key!

After finishing the meal, everyone carefully packed up their belongings for visiting the graves and went to worship their ancestors.

Yang Huilan said: "Xiao Lin, didn't you say that Lamborghini is yours? Why don't you take the car key with you?"

Come on, drive two cars?

The cemetery is still a bit far from the village, so it would be much more convenient if you drive. "

She still didn't believe it and wanted to see if Fang Lin could really take out the Lamborghini car keys.

Fang Lin nodded when he heard this, went back to his room, and took out two car keys.

The keys to the Lamborghini were thrown directly to Fang Ping, while he himself was holding the keys to the BMW 7.

"Thank you, brother!" Fang Ping looked excited and took Fangyuan to experience the Lamborghini.

Yang Huilan's scalp felt numb when she saw it, and she couldn't help but ask: "Do you still have a BMW?"

"No." Fang Lin shook his head and said, "The BMW belongs to a friend and I'm just driving it around."

Fang Baojun became interested and approached Fang Lin and asked, "Xiao Lin, is there a big difference between your friend's BMW and mine?"

Fang Lin thought for a while and said: "Whether it is space or configuration, it is quite large. After all, that car is the top model of BMW 750."

"Oh" Fang Baojun nodded as if he understood, and asked, "How much is it?"

"More than one million," Fang Lin said.

After hearing this, Fang Baojun took a breath and couldn't help but said: "Your friend is so brave. He dares to lend someone else a car worth more than one million yuan."

Fang Lin smiled and shook his head: "My friend has a lot of cars, and he doesn't lack this one."

Several people talked and left the house.

Ren Yufei was an outsider, so she didn't follow him, but went back to her house.

Seeing that Ren Yufei did not follow, Yang Huilan approached Wang Xiu'e and asked in a low voice: "That girl is quite handsome. Is she Xiao Lin's partner?"

Wang Xiu'e shook her head and said: "How can it be possible? Yu Fei is the village party secretary from the city.

But maybe one day she will become our daughter-in-law.

Anyway, I quite like it, it just depends on the two children. "

Ren Yufei hadn't completely returned to her house when she heard what Wang Xiu'e said. She couldn't help but be startled, her face turned red, and she quickly pretended not to hear and walked into the house.

Fang Lin, with sharp eyes, caught sight of this scene and chuckled.

After leaving the Caigang room, a few people drove three cars towards the cemetery. When they arrived at the place, Fang Baojun couldn't help himself and went inside the BMW 7 to take a look.

Then he sighed, there was indeed a big gap.

Two simple graves are where Fang Lin's grandfather and grandmother were buried.

In addition to weeding, Fang Lin and the others put out offerings and burned paper to worship.

But during the worship process, Fang Lin didn't know why, but he always felt as if someone was spying on him secretly.

This feeling was very similar to the feeling of being spied on when he was refining Tong Wei in the early morning.

But I looked around and found no suspicious person.

Even if I ran my clairvoyant eyes, I couldn't find anything special.

"Brother, do you think we should build a tomb for our ancestors?" Fang Baojun suggested after the worship was over.

Fang Baoguo was stunned when he heard this, and also felt a little moved.

The tombs of the two ancestors were very simple. The conditions at home were not good in the past, so naturally they did not have this idea.

But now, the conditions of the family are getting better and better, and the lives of the children and grandchildren are getting better and better. The graves of the ancestors should indeed be repaired.

Fang Baoguo looked at Fang Lin and asked, "Xiao Lin, what are you looking at?"

I don't know since when, Fang Baoguo was more willing to listen to Fang Lin's opinions.

Fang Lin is actually in charge of this family now.

Fang Lin couldn't help but be startled when he heard the words. He was silent for a moment and said, "Don't rush this matter. Wait until I'm done."

It's not too late to take a good look. "

The feng shui of the Fang family's ancestral tomb can't be said to be good, but it can't be said to be bad either.

If it's just repairs, it's very simple.

But according to Fang Lin, if you want to do it, then do it right at once.

If you find a place with excellent Feng Shui, you will indeed be able to bless your descendants.

However, this matter cannot be rushed, and it is not necessary for the time being.

Seeing what Fang Lin said, Fang Baoguo said, "Let's wait until it's over."

Fang Baojun nodded and didn't mention it again.

However, Yang Huilan glanced at Fang Lin one more time, and with a roll of her eyes, she realized that Fang Lin was the talker in this family.

After worshiping their ancestors, everyone returned to the village.

Wang Xiu'e said very rudely: "I remember you said on the phone that you planned to pack up and go back after visiting the grave, right?

Then my sister-in-law won’t leave you alone. Please be careful on the road. "

"No, sister-in-law!" Yang Huilan changed her face and took out four bottles of good wine and two bottles of Chinese wine from the trunk of the BMW 3.

Then he said to Wang Xiu'e with a smile on his face: "We are all a family. We haven't seen each other for several years, so why not get together?

Why don't Baojun and I treat you to a meal at a hotel in the city? "

"No." Wang Xiu'e shook her head and said with a half-smile: "We rural people can't get used to hotels in the city.

Besides, how much will it cost?

You and Baojun don't have much money, so we can't let you spend money! "

Yang Huilan laughed and pushed Fang Baojun.

Fang Baojun said awkwardly: "Brother, sister-in-law, we haven't seen each other for a long time, and the four children haven't had much to talk to each other yet, so let's have a meal together."

Wang Xiu'e remained silent and Fang Baoguo scratched his head in embarrassment. He didn't know whether to agree or not.