"Master, is this Miss Yuwei? She is so beautiful, she looks like a little fairy."

Jia Ping glanced and saw the little girl in Yang Yunfan's arms.

The little girl has a pretty face and is somewhat similar to Yang Yunfan, especially her eyes, which are almost identical and sparkling, and she is held in Yang Yunfan's arms lovingly.

Needless to say, this must be Miss Yuwei born to the young master and Madam Hongxiu.

"Hello, old Uncle Jia."

When the little girl heard Yang Yunfan call the bald old man Lao Jia, she sweetly called him uncle.

"Oh, I can't do it, I can't do it. Miss Yuwei can just call old slave Jia Ping. How can I call you uncle? It makes people laugh." Although Jia Ping said he couldn't do it, there was a smile on his old face.

.

He was the Yang family's house-guarding spirit beast. He was sleeping and cultivating at the bottom of the lake. He accidentally leaked his breath and was forcefully pulled out by Jiang Yuchen, who was almost beaten.

In desperation, he became the bodyguard and housekeeper of the Yang family.

He thought it was a hard job, but after doing it for a while, he quite liked the job.

Because the Yang family doesn't have many affairs, the young masters and masters in the family are very reasonable and almost no dandies.

Moreover, monks from various sects and even military experts often come to visit Mr. Yang and bring precious elixirs.

Naturally, he, as a housekeeper, has become more and more prosperous, and he is respectfully called Uncle Ping.

"Master, Miss Yuwei, Madam Hongxiu, please come in. I will report to the old master right now." Jia Ping greeted them one by one, and then turned into smoke and ran towards Mr. Yang's small courtyard.

"Everyone, we're home."

When Yang Yunfan saw the other people behind him, they were a little cautious. After all, this was the core of Yang Yunfan's family, and they would even have to meet Yang Yunfan's grandfather after a while.

Everyone is a little nervous.

Especially the Demon Saint.

She knew that Yang Yunfan's father was Chunyang Immortal Lord, Yun Zhongjun.

Then isn't his grandfather Yun Zhongjun's father in this life?

This title is too scary!

"Everyone, don't be nervous. We don't have any rules in our family." Yang Yunfan saw that everyone was trembling and fearful of doing something wrong. He smiled softly and led everyone into the Yang family yard.

"You can just sit in the yard."

Yang Yunfan gave some casual instructions to the others, and then said to Hongxiu: "Hongxiu, come with me."

"Um."

Lin Hongxiu seemed to understand what Yang Yunfan was going to do, and she felt a little excited and had some very complicated emotions in her heart.

…

Along a winding corridor, Yang Yunfan carried Yuwei and Lin Hongxiu to the ancestral hall in the backyard of the Yang family.

"Ancestors, please bear witness. This is a descendant of the Yang family and the wife of Yun Fan."

Facing a row of memorial tablets for ancestors of the Yang family, Yang Yunfan kowtowed respectfully.

"Hongxiu, offer some incense to our ancestors."

Yang Yunfan stood up, then took out an incense stick from the side, lit it, and handed it to Lin Hongxiu.

"I am Lin, Hongxiu, and I salute all of you ancestors." Lin Hongxiu also imitated Yang Yunfan, kowtowed to the tablets of the ancestors of the Yang family, and then respectfully offered incense.

This ancient ritual is almost no longer used in today's modern society.

However, when Lin Hongxiu kowtowed under the Yang family's ancestor's memorial tablet, she was inexplicably moved.

Although Yang Yunfan did not hold a wedding with her, today he brought her to the memorial tablet of the ancestors of the Yang family, so that the ancestors could witness their relationship in the spirit of heaven.

This was more solemn and solemn than the wedding in her mind, which made up for the little regret in her heart.

"Dad, I also kowtow to my ancestors."

The little girl saw her father and mother kowtow, so she also took an incense stick, blew out a wisp of flame, and lit it directly. Then, with her arms and legs, she knelt in front of the ancestral tablet and painted the gourd in the same way.

He kowtowed.

"Ancestors, ancestors, can you bless Yuwei to grow up carefree? Yuwei never wants to study again. It's too hard. The lights are on at midnight and the chickens are on at five. She has to get up before dawn. It's so miserable...

…it just smells sad and makes the listener cry.”

"Ancestor, have you worked so hard before? Is studying a tradition of the Yang family? Alas, you have worked so hard..."

The little girl knelt in front of the ancestral tablets and prayed seriously at first. Later, she began to complain to her ancestors one by one.

"Yuwei, come here!"

Originally, Yang Yunfan's move made Lin Hongxiu very emotional, and she almost cried.

However, when she heard the little girl's ridiculous words, she felt nothing at all. She wished she could immediately drag this worthless daughter out and beat her up.

"Mom, I was wrong..."

The little girl knew that she was going to be in trouble as soon as she heard Lin Hongxiu's gritted teeth tone.

Lin Hongxiu knew that she was thick-skinned and would not beat her, so she probably had to give her homework. But when she heard that she was going to do homework, her head got big.

"Dad, I'm going to go first. I'm going to find Grandpa!"

The little girl's ears twitched at this moment, as if she heard the sound of footsteps, and she immediately had an idea and thought of something.

"brush!"

She deliberately avoided Lin Hongxiu's position, walked around Yang Yunfan, brushed her, and ran outside.

"Come back here!"

When Lin Hongxiu saw the little girl running away, she shook her head, gave Yang Yunfan a helpless look, and then chased her out.

"My little girl is naughty and makes all my ancestors laugh."

Yang Yunfan watched Lin Hongxiu transform from a gentle and sexy stunning beauty to the dominatrix in the little girl's eyes in just a few years. He shook his head gently and couldn't help but smile.

"Um?"

At this time, when Yang Yunfan was about to turn around and leave the ancestral hall, his eyes narrowed and he suddenly saw a black piece of wood underneath the largest ancestral tablet in the deepest part of the ancestral hall.

This piece of wood has been there since he could remember it.

Yang Yunfan had never noticed it before. But at this moment, his soul power reached its extreme, almost touching the edge of the supreme realm, and he felt the strangeness of this piece of wood.

"Strange, this wood chip doesn't have any breath. It seems that someone has imposed a special ban?"

At this moment, Yang Yunfan felt that this piece of wood was different.

Everything has its own unique atmosphere. Even if this piece of wood is withered, it will still have some atmosphere of its own.

However, if Yang Yunfan hadn't seen the wood chip with his eyes, it would be difficult for him to notice the existence of the wood chip.

brush!

The next moment, Yang Yunfan used his spiritual consciousness to explore the piece of wood.

An amazing scene appeared.

"Buzz buzz..."

On this piece of wood, strands of golden spiritual patterns were revealed. The irregular spiritual patterns were constantly twisting and intertwining. I don’t know what they were expressing. In short, they were very strange and complicated.
Chapter completed!