In fact, Feng Quan's old man heard that Feng Quan also moved from Qingzhou to Jiaxiang, and later left his hometown, he knew it. In his impression, this is true. Since the end of the Qing Dynasty, China has been in war.

In the midst of the storm, even Shandong, known as the hometown of Confucius and Mencius, cannot survive alone. Especially in the Central Plains War in the past few years, it affected Jining. Many ordinary people aimlessly avoided the war. Some ran back to Shanxi, and some went to Guandong.

Some travel far and wide and go abroad to seek development.

When the old man thought of this, he trembled and pulled Feng Quan, who was kneeling on the ground and cried bitterly, and said excitedly: "Okay, okay, I will recognize your great-grandson. Let's go to the clan leader later.

, let him take us to the Feng family’s ancestral tomb in our village, and burn incense to offer sacrifices to the ancestral temple, so that your name can be written into the family tree!"

Finally, Feng Quan was very excited to recognize his ancestors and return to his relatives. He wiped his tears and burst into tears. He quickly took out a pack of three cannons from his pocket, handed them to the old man with both hands, and gave them respectfully to him.

Let's go.

"hiss..."

The old man squinted his eyes and took a beautiful sip of such a high-end cigarette. He felt very comfortable, "When I just remembered, our family did go out and the whole family. In short, he hasn't had five sessions yet, he is me.

The eldest brother of the uncle's family is the same grandfather as me! I guess it's your family. By the way, young man, you haven't told me your name yet. You call me Grandpa, you should be of the Chang generation!"

Feng Quanzhen didn't expect that his nonsense would be able to meet the numbers, and he was even happier. After hearing the old man's words, he nodded several times in a row like a chicken pecking at rice.

"Yes, I am from the Chang generation. Good grandpa and good grandma!"

Feng Quan immediately knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times formally. The old man and grandmother, who had serious clan thoughts, were also very excited when they saw Feng Quan's performance. They were radiant and energetic, and their glasses were narrowed into a slit.

He smiled as if he was a teenager younger.

The old man sitting on the left side of the Eight Immortals table said a little serious: "Xiaoquan, according to the family tree and other regulations, I am your great-grandfather, and my parents are your great-grandfather. Come on, let's kowtower and grandma on the table.

A few heads!"

"Bang bang bang"

"Haha, get up, let's go, I'll take you to the patriarch and let him take charge of this matter."

Feng Quan stood up and took out three big yellow croakers from his pocket. He respectfully handed them to the old man with both hands. The reason why he didn't give much money was because Feng Quan had other ideas. Then he took out another one.

The exquisite nanmu box filled with jewelry was handed respectfully to the old lady.

After another 4 years, it was 1937. The War of Resistance Against Japan broke out in full swing. If the old man and his family continued to stay in Jining, it would be very dangerous. It would be so unscientific. It would be great to stay in the impregnable Zhongtiao Mountain base! If the old man saw himself

The two sons will definitely be very excited. The eighth generation of birds are in the same place. In ancient and modern times, in China and abroad, who has this blessing except Peng Zu, who has the dragon who has no head but no tail!!

"Grandpa, grandma, this is my meeting gift. Please accept it!"

When the old man and the old man saw this, they were shocked again, especially the old man in his 40s, who had never seen such a precious gift bird. Because they had already recognized this marriage, the two of them did not postpone the filial piety from their younger generations.

The old man handed the big yellow croaker to the old lady. The old lady trembled with gold bars and jewelry in an antique wooden box. She was very worried and put some coarse cloth clothes, coarse cloth quilts and so on the box.

However, the mature and steadfast grandfather still glanced at Feng Quan and wondered, how rich is this great-grandson doing?

"Xiaoquan, what are you doing outside now?"

When the old lady heard about this, she also raised her ears and wanted to hear Feng Quanshuang's answer.

"Haha, grandpa, grandma, I'm a serious industry bird. Have you heard of the Fire Kirin in the Northeast and the Zhongtiao Mountain Independent Group? They are all birds I made by your great-grandson!"

"What?"

"Shenma?"

The old lady and the old man have been shocked several times, but this is the worst this time. Even if they live in remote rural areas, they have heard of Feng Quan's story. Unexpectedly, Feng Quan, who has always been boasting about other people's surnames, is even

Chairman Jiang from Nanjing also valued a hero, but now he has become his great-grandson. It is incredible that Shandong Provincial Chairman Han Fuju also treated Feng Quanru as a guest. This time he came to Jiaxiang, he also called County Mayor Zhang himself, and thought to himself

I thought about it and accepted this fact.

"By the way, I have something else. After I tell it, I hope you can agree to me."

"Tell me."

"Tell me."

"I have been traveling around all year round, so I also know more about national affairs. I guess at least four years later, there will be a full-scale war between China and Japan, and the scale of this war is particularly large, and the dead people will die.

There will be many. There will be many nearby. It will be very dangerous. Grandpa and grandma, let’s go with me to the Zhongtiao Mountain base. It is very safe there and even more than 100,000 Japanese devils cannot capture it."

After all, the old man and grandma have only lived and worked hard in the countryside for half their lives, so how could they know these? From the hand-oral transmission of older generations, they knew very clearly the harm caused by war to the people. When it comes to national affairs, the old lady did not speak anymore.

, just sit quietly on the wooden stool and listen to the two of them chatting.

"Are you expected it to be accurate?"

"It must be accurate."

Looking at Feng Quan's decisive expression again, the old man thought for a while, turned around and looked at the grass and trees in the house, and said nostalgic: "Oh, this is a bit reluctant to leave the family and business.

bird."

"puff!"

"Grandpa, grandma, I think except for some ancestral things, I just need to give everything else to others. In the Zhongtiao Mountain base, there are all gods. Besides, you always say that our family is from Hongdong, Shanxi.

Did Dahuaishu move here? Another thing, you will be very happy to hear it. I married the concubine of 7 in the Zhongtiao Mountain base. Xiaoqi is still in college and has not officially gotten married. They

They are all as beautiful as immortals. Both the eldest and second houses gave birth to a son for me. Now you have two great-grandsons. Wherever you go, you can live together with eight generations!"

"Shenma? Have you married the concubine of the seventh room?"

"clang"

The old man was even happier when he heard this, but he raised the tobacco nest and knocked Feng Quan with a heavy blow, but he couldn't hide his joy. The old lady who had been listening was also worried and said, "Xiaoquan,

Your seven concubines don't quarrel or something? There is a neighbor next to our house who has just married two houses. The big house beats and scolds the second house every day. The second house is not a fuel-efficient lamp. The two fight every day. They dug up again a few days ago.

I pulled it again, and my hair fell off a piece, which was scared to death."

"Haha, grandma, don't worry, my six concubines are in a good relationship, five young ones, often see children for the big and second ones, and never quarrels, just like one person."

"Haha, little bastard, can't marry the eighth room again in the future, have you heard?"

The old man also added, "For young people, we should not join the elders, let's go, I will take you to see the patriarch! The eldest, the second, the third, go out with me.

trip!"

Feng Quan's grandfather, grandfather, and third grandfather were eating the candy cubes distributed by Feng Quan's friends with relish. They had never eaten such delicious candy cubes before, and even during the Chinese New Year, they would not dare to think about it.

Thinking that there were so many now, their clothes were filled with pockets. I heard that I was going to go to the patriarch’s house to play, I jumped and jumped excitedly.

Feng Quan looked carefully at his 5-year-old grandfather. He was really three years old and looked at the old bird. The eyebrows were really similar to the grandfather Feng Quan saw before traveling through time. It was really fun to travel through time. The old grandfather led the way, and Feng Quan led it.

Grandpa, holding the third grandpa who had just learned to walk, followed the grandpa and came to the patriarch's house together.

Depending on the posture, the patriarch is over 90 years old, with a long hair and a childish face, and he is very immensely rushing his feet with a dragon-headed crutch. The old man carefully told the clan leader the whole story. The clan leader was very excited when he heard this. Which clan leader

Don’t want their family members to be prosperous? Which patriarch doesn’t want the people in his family to be safe?

After hearing the news excitedly, the old patriarch seemed to be decades younger. He threw away the dragon head crutch and carefully looked at Feng Quan. After a long time, he said, "Well, Xiaoxun, he really looks like your uncle,

That is, my elder brother, more like your grandfather! Xiao Quan, since you have no one in your group, you also want to recognize him as your grandfather. I think it's OK, but you still have to go through some procedures.

Grandpa has three sons, which one do you want to write your name?"

"Old patriarch, I want to remember it under my second child."

The old man and the old patriarch didn't think too much and didn't mention the opinions of the gods. So the old patriarch said, "Xiaoquan, you carry me on your back, I will take you to the ancestral grave and move to Zhongtiao Mountain. I can be considered as falling leaves returning to the roots.

Lean. The ancestral tomb must also be moved there. For such a big thing, let’s talk to our ancestors!”

Of course, Feng Quan had no choice but to bear the old patriarch. Six people, together with almost all the male tribes who heard the news, came to the ancestral tomb in a mighty manner. Under the reminder of the old patriarch, Feng Quan personally lit up his thoughts and thoughts very vividly.

A firecracker of ten thousand heads bought by my friends.

The crackling firecrackers passed by, and the old patriarch personally lit a lot of incense and paper money. Then the old patriarch took the lead, and all the 216 tribe members knelt respectfully in front of the ancestor's grave and knelt three times.

"The ancestors and ancestors are here, and there are 23 generations of unfilial descendants. In a few days, we will organize our entire clan to move to Zhongtiao Mountain. Zhongtiao Mountain also belongs to Shanxi and is our hometown.

, I plan to move the ancestral tombs over, hoping that the ancestors and ancestors will agree. Kowtow again!!"

"Okay, let's get up! The next step is to write Xiaoquan's name into the family tree, go back!"

The ancestral temple is not large in size. Open the door. The old patriarch, old grandfather, grandfather, third grandfather, and Feng Quan walked in. The six people were facing the tablets of the ancestors, but after kneeling three times and knocking nine times, the old patriarch trembled.

After washing his hands three times tremblingly, he took out an antique family tree from a very strong wooden box.

The old patriarch wrote good calligraphy. He grabbed the brush with his right hand, dipped it in the inkstone twice, asked Feng Quan's font size, and then wrote the pen in a row, dragon, snake, dragon, phoenix dance, and it was completed in one go. Feng Quan's name was neatly written on the family tree.

, it is recorded under the grandfather's name, but some gaps are retained between the two.

Finally, Feng Quan felt relieved that he had truly recognized his ancestors and returned to his ancestors. He thought that his idea of ​​recognizing his ancestors and returning to his ancestors could not be realized. Now, the big stone in Feng Quan's heart finally fell to the ground. However, Feng Quan felt faintly in his heart.

Joe Ye felt a little uneasy. Even the old family living in a corner heard their own stories. How could those dirty little Japanese not know?
Chapter completed!