Chapter 171 Family [ask for monthly pass]
"Okay, okay!" Seeing Wang Zijia say this, the second uncle Xiang Zhe was full of excitement. He looked at Wang Zijia and said, "Xiao Shiyi's vision is really poisonous. No wonder he kept running around in the clan some time ago. It seems that I am short-sighted."
"It was my fault that Feifei applied for a loan before. Don't take it to heart. If you really want to complain, just blame me, this old man."
Xiang Feifei's grandfather, the Xiang Guanshi of Wanyu Fuzhai, is the eleventh in the Xiang family.
"Second uncle, stop talking quickly. In the past six months, the Xiang family has been good to me. I know it. I will definitely not make any decision that forgets my roots." Wang Zijia bowed again.
He knows how the Xiang family treated him before and how Xiang Feifei treated him. With an equivalent balance, he doesn't expect to rely on any family in the future, so he has never changed his original idea about the Xiang family.
Although he didn't give the Xiang family anything with his heart and soul, Wang Zijia still didn't reject some normal courtesies and relationships.
Moreover, as a lonely man, he also needed some clansmen to protect his interests. This was a win-win situation.
The reason why the second uncle had such an attitude was that in this win-win situation, the Xiang family had no dominant power. Wang Zijia could find any family, and they had no capital to retain him.
"No need to do so. You have become a Taoist now, and your future is bright. Just remember my Xiang family. As for Feifei... If you are interested, you can also take a servant." While Xiang Zhe was speaking, he turned his head to look at Xiang Feifei on the side and said so.
Xiang Feifei heard this, without any rebuttal, but just lowered her head and remained silent, just like when they first met.
For this kind of thing, Wang Zijia knew that no matter how much he said, it would be better to leave slowly. The more polite he was, the more difficult it would be for this family to feel at ease.
After all, the Xiang family's circle is really not high, and a Dao seed is really high-class, or very high-class.
"Fei Fei, introduce me to someone." Wang Zijia looked at Xiang Feifei and changed the subject.
Hearing this, Xiang Feifei nodded with a slightly red face and began to introduce Wang Zijia.
The Xiang family, more than a hundred young boys, and hundreds of them from the sect, almost all came to Biyiyuan today. The huge courtyard was densely packed with people. There were still a lot of people at the entrance of the courtyard.
Xiang Feifei introduced Wang Zijia to a circle of grandparents, and did not introduce the rest, mainly because there were too many people and they could not move.
After a long commotion, everyone left one after another.
Before leaving, a large part of them said that they would hold a celebration for Wang Zijia, which gave Wang Zijia a headache.
In the end, he couldn't get rid of it, so it became that the Xiang family could do it, and it was up to him whether to go or not.
In fact, this is bullshit. Since he agreed, he had to go to play a circle anyway, otherwise it would be easy to give people the feeling of being too arrogant. If that's the case, it's better not to agree.
Of course, Wang Zijia doesn't dislike this. As I said before, if the Xiang family had treated him wrongly before, that would be another matter.
Now, as long as it's not too troublesome, and he can give the Xiang family face and gain face among the familiar families around him, these little things, Wang Zijia doesn't dislike.
Of course, if someone messes around with his reputation, he won't tolerate it. In fact, given the current situation of the Xiang family, if someone really does this, they will be more nervous than Wang Zijia.
He had already played with the ways of the world in his previous life.
And given his current situation, a small family like the Xiang family would be better.
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"Huh..." In the evening, after Wang Zijia sent away the last great-uncle, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
This kind of aunts, uncles, and a lot of uncles and aunts, Wang Zijia really encountered it for the first time in his two lives, and each one was very enthusiastic, which put Wang Zijia under great pressure.
"I didn't know they were coming, so I couldn't discuss it with you in advance." Listening to Wang Zijia's exhalation, Xiang Feifei explained.
"It's okay, it's my fault, I should have told you in advance." Wang Zijia showed a doting smile and looked at Xiang Feifei.
In his previous life, when he was in his prime, he also imagined that his other half would be: Even if the mountains are gone and the sky and the earth are united, I dare to break up with you, so vigorous and unstoppable. At worst, I have been poor and rich, and I have determined that I will marry you.
The results are all: Do you have a car?
Do you have a house?
Then you have savings!
There are many materialistic girls. Xiang Feifei is probably unlucky and has not met, or she may be extinct. Anyway, he has never met even one who is willing to work with him to create a common future.
Because of such a baptism, his expectations for his other half have always been very low.
Not seeking a vigorous life, just seeking mutual support, plain and simple is true. If I could accompany him, and suffer and be tired, that would be even better, but it doesn't matter if I can't.
Under such expectations, he suddenly met Xiang Feifei, who gave her whole family to help him. Whether it was because of his potential or other reasons, at least when she saw him, no matter how much potential he had, he was indeed penniless, there is no doubt about that.
Compared with those who directly asked for money, people saw him as a potential stock, and they really took the trouble to support him and invest hard, which he could completely accept.
In addition, after being together for half a year, he has gradually gotten used to and accepted it.
It is enough to have a wife like this. With an equivalent balance, he does not need to find a rich fairy family, a daughter of heaven, or something like that.
Xiang Feifei stuck out her tongue and said, "I was really scared today. In the middle of the afternoon, my ID card exploded and the news kept coming. My teacher brother also changed his temper suddenly. He almost played the opposite role with me all afternoon, asking about my well-being in various ways."
"Dao Zhong said nicely, but it's just like that. If I can maintain this treatment after being promoted to Jijiu and become a Daozi, I will be proud of it!" Wang Zijia took Xiang Feifei into the yard and looked at the dishes on the table and said, "Let's not talk about this. Let's eat, eat."
"Hmm!"
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It was night, in a dark basement.
Amid the interlaced blood-red formations, an altar paved with bones stood in it.
Wang Zijia closed his eyes at this moment, and the five ghosts turned into ghost shadows surrounding him. Gusts of cold wind kept rolling, and blood-red runes flashed, giving the basement a sense of the underworld with ghosts howling.
Suddenly, Wang Zijia opened his eyes sharply and said, "Go!"
The five ghosts turned into shadows and disappeared abruptly.
The next moment, in the center of the basement, on the altar, the spiritual object that was originally placed suddenly emitted a little invisible smoke, which enveloped it.
At this time, the book that Wang Zijia had refined for the most part also shook slightly. The spiritual object finally turned into a page of the book, was swallowed by the ghost fog, and disappeared on the altar.