Gong Jun is a ghost

The old man touched his goatee and looked at the young man standing in front of him. He looked very similar to his father who died early, kind and responsible.In essence, he is slightly different, he does not want to be manipulated by others.He smiled and shook his head, it doesn't matter how different it is, who called his surname Xiang, he is the direct descendant of the Xiang family.

"You don't need to know who he is, you just need to know that your father personally nodded to your marriage contract with him." When he said this, his expression had a hint of ambiguity, but it was more of Feng Ding.

Xiang Cheng smiled, his father died when he was still drinking milk, it is said that he has nothing to do with this person in front of him.He actually dares to bring out his father to talk to him now, he really... has the urge to beat someone up.

"Don't talk about my dad, he's already turned into ashes. Besides, I was only so old when he died, so he wouldn't marry his own son who was still a baby?"

"You don't believe me to understand, but I know your dad better. As the patriarch, he would do this for the sake of the whole family. Don't be sad, your dad sees that you are not inferior to Mrs. Xiang. Look at the words on it, it's still you Dad carved it with his own hands."

Taking the tablet from the young man, the second uncle gave it to Xiangcheng.Xiang Cheng was holding the tablet with his name engraved on it, looking at the exquisite lettering on it, his palms began to sweat. He had been to this room countless times, and every time he came and went in a hurry, he was naturally full of curiosity about this tablet .But now it's like a hot potato in my hand, I just want him to throw it away.

Although I didn't believe what the other party said, there was a knot in my heart.He wanted to find out what the hell was going on.Xiang Cheng took a deep breath to calm down his emotions, and gently placed the tablet on the altar.

"Even if what you said is true, then what are you doing to me? If you say this is a brat, you just keep it. Make offerings every day, burn incense and kneel down and kowtow to him a few more times, and let him bless you to get promoted as soon as possible It’s enough to make a fortune and fly to the sky.”

"If it was that simple, I wouldn't bother to ask you to come here, Xiang Cheng, I shouldn't be the one to tell you some things, after all..." Those yellow but sharp eyes watched him pause for a moment and continued. "After all, it's your own private matter. But anyway, you are the only direct descendant of the Xiang family. We understand that you are young and didn't make things difficult for you, but you should also think about it for the clan, right?"

Xiang Cheng laughed at himself, he figured it out, his stupid father was probably coerced by them in the name of him to death, and finally made a wedding dress for someone else.Now I want to use the same trick to frame him.

"Second Uncle, don't forget, the current patriarch is not me."

"Patriarch is just a noun, everyone should be the same. But the responsibility of being the heir is not every person is qualified to bear. Xiaocheng, you should learn from your father, how much effort he has put in for the Xiang family, you Do you have the heart to let Quanxia Youzhi have an uneasy life?"

Xiang Cheng was about to be laughed out of anger, he had never seen anyone who could take things that turned black and white so for granted.He looked at the elder, and from the very beginning, he put on a face that was good for you and everyone, but he made all kinds of explicit hints in his mouth, even mobilizing his relationship with the second uncle's family.It really doesn't look like an elder should be.It's funny that he doesn't know it himself.

"Come on, what do you want me to do?"

The second uncle looked at him with a real and handsome face, and reached out to pat Xiang Cheng on the shoulder, but was dodged, and he didn't care.

"As long as you stay in Anxi and let him know that you are still here, he will naturally bless the Xiang family with smooth sailing."

When Xiang Chengbing got the news that his nephew had been forced into the old house, he sat up from the bed in shock and was about to run out. Thanks to Lin Cuilan's sharp eyesight, he quickly grabbed her husband, or else he would have to go to the hospital to see him when Xiang Cheng came back. Bo.

After finally seeing his nephew come back, he sat on the bamboo chair at the door in a daze, without saying a word about what happened just now.Xiang Chengbing was anxious, and wanted to ask several times, but seeing his tired face, he didn't know whether he should ask. An hour later, Xiang Cheng still maintained his dazed posture and said "Uncle"

Xiang Chengbing held his breath and listened to the commotion outside. Seeing Xiang Cheng speak, he quickly propped up his upper body and agreed, "Oh!"

"Am I my father's mother's biological son?"

Xiang Chengbing was dumbfounded. He thought about the question his nephew might ask, but he didn't expect him to ask this.He breathed a sigh of relief and slowly lay back. "Your father wrote your name into the family tree before you were born, and your mother even prepared a whole box of clothes made by herself for you. Tell me, are you their own?"

"...Then why doesn't my mother get close to me?"

"........."

"Some people say that my father found a wife for his only son, me, for the good of the whole family, but the other party is not even human... Do you think this is true?"

"...not the wife."

"what?"

"........."