Gu Xiang frowned and thoughtful.

At this moment, a noisy sound suddenly came from outside.

Fan Zhenghong stopped and raised his eyes, and a little helplessness appeared on his face.

There was a sound of footsteps and messy speeches on the trail outside the garden.

"What does the head of the family donate all the property?"

"Erlang and Saburo even took it?"

"Why should they get them? These two are just adopted sons of the old sister-in-law, and they are not their own children, so they are worthy of it?"

"Dalang, you can't be confused. How can our Fan family's wealth be cheaper for outsiders?"

With a noise, Fan Zhenghong turned around and saw several elders of the Fan family coming in a hurry. The leader, according to his seniority, had to call him Uncle San.

His third uncle is a little greedy and a little shameless, and he likes to take advantage of it. He guessed that this person might make a fuss when he heard the news.

However, the clan elders are all timid, and Fan Zhenghong has some ways to make them honestly put away their thoughts and not cause trouble for him.

He glanced at it and couldn't help but frown.

Some of these people are leading or holding children.

Fan Zhenghong glanced at the children led by these people. They were all dressed neatly and shiny, and looked very handsome.

He sighed in his heart, and Fan Zhenghong shook his head helplessly.

As soon as several old tribes came over, a few older ones surrounded Mrs. Fan directly. The two women blocked Mrs. Fan's way, chattering, spitting everywhere, and looking excited.

"Sister-in-law, don't follow Dalang everything. Dalang is so easy to bully. Erlang, Sanlang is just a wild child you picked up from outside. The family gave them a bite of food. Is it still a shame for them to raise people so old? Why should we share the property of our Fan family with them!"

Another clan elder pointed at Fan Baole and frowned: "I heard Dalang say just now that he wanted to leave the child to an outsider for discipline? How could this be the reason? Our Fan family is not without people!"

"Pooh!"

Fan Baole raised his eyebrows suddenly, opened his mouth and spit it on the upper of the man in the lead. Then he rushed over like a small firecracker, and suddenly pushed the other person's waist and abdomen, pushing the person over.

Several old men of the Fan family were immediately annoyed: "Dalang, you are so kind of children, you actually beat the elders! Humph, I don't think he is like the Fan family's species!"

"Just this face, I don't look like our old Fan family!"

"Dalang, you have to think carefully. This kid is so naughty and playboy. If our old Fan family's foundation is handed over to him, it will be a disaster in a few years. Otherwise, while he is correcting his character now, he will suffer from your suffering in the future."

The Fan family has a national face, a wide forehead and tall figure. Compared with Fan Baole, it is different everywhere, not like someone from the same house.

Fan Zhenghong suddenly lowered his face and glanced coldly: "Baoer is my son. I'm happy to let him smash the money I earn by myself. It has nothing to do with you."

Several clan elders were stunned. Obviously, they didn't expect that Fan Zhenghong would also show such an expression. He said such words and suddenly stopped.

Fan Zhenghong knew what they were going to have.

He and his wife have not had a child for many years, but he refused to take a concubine. At that time, these tribe members thought about adopting a son for him.

At that time, he didn't think much about it, and never refused.

If the couple really don’t have the fate of having a child in the future, adopting a good child from the clan with no parents is also a comfort to their wife.

Later, Fan Zhenghong and his wife had Baole, and they never got up at such an age. Fan Zhenghong even clearly cut off the thoughts of the clan elders.

It’s not easy to take back this ambition?

Most of the Fan family members were rough people who could not read a single word. Fan Zhenghong had pulled them up in the early years and arranged their livelihoods one by one, but these people became increasingly dissatisfied.

When several people saw Fan Zhenghong getting angry, they looked determined again, and finally swallowed the even more unpleasant words.

Fan Zhenghong shook his head, too lazy to pay attention to these clan elders who wanted to take advantage of the situation. He lowered his head and tidied up his collar for his son: "Dad has some things to do. I'm not at home for a while, Baoer listens carefully to your sister Gu. Except for your sister Gu, if others say anything to you, don't listen randomly."

The fat little pussy Fan Baole didn't understand what his father was going to do, nor did he understand what he meant. However, he nodded obediently and neatly. As expected, he ignored the sarcastic words of the clan elders. He only looked at Gu Xiang with curiosity, walked over and held her sleeve and asked quietly, "Sister, I can be obedient... Can you teach me the magic of immortals?"

"laugh."

One of the children who came with the clan elders sneered and said loudly, "Dad, is he a fool?"

Gu Xiang's head was slightly tightened by the quarrel. He threw the strangeness in his mind for a while and gave Fan Baole the god of hand, so he let him hold his hand obediently, and glanced at the talking child inadvertently.

This child is two or three years older than Fan Baole. He is about ten years old at this time and is quite delicate, but his eyes are a little drooping.

Gu Xiang smiled, lowered his eyes to Fan Baole and said, "I will teach you a simple immortal method."

As he said that, Gu Xiang reached out and grabbed it in the air with a serious scrutiny. He saw the previous conflict on the ground. The tables and chairs that fell on the ground actually had their feet, and they got up from the ground with a clang and lined up to return to their own position to sit.

Especially a chair, I don’t know how to make it up, but I stand upright like a person, raised my other legs, kicked and stepped on the ground and punched a set of punches on the open space. I was quite skillful and seemed to be similar.

Fan Baole's eyes were straightened, his eyes shone brightly, he clapped his hands hard, jumped and shouted: "Just learn this, Sister Gu!"

The children who followed the elders were even more stunned, and many of them leaned out from behind the parents and watched timidly.

Although it is just a chair that is "boxing and performing skills" with its ability, these children are much more excited to see it than the little children in later generations who see their beloved toys.

After all, children in later generations do not lack toys at all. No matter how good the things are, they will be left aside for only three or two days, and they will lose interest.

The children at this time were completely different. Even the children from large families. If the boys want to play with toys, they are just rattles. Even if they are bigger, they are carved wooden swords, small bent bows, and small slingshots. They are extremely envious of how they have seen such magical things.

Xueying silently stretched out her finger and pulled off her little lady's cloak, and pointed out quietly.

Gu Xiang suddenly came back to his senses, tightened his hand, pulled the chair to his side, reached out to hold it down, her eyebrows pounding, and she finally remembered what she had forgotten!

Those so-called "Dali Temple" officials had been waiting in the Fan family for a long time. Before the incident, whenever the guests left the back door, they would ask them to arrange for someone to take them. Most of the people were taken away were female relatives.
Chapter completed!