A 00-year-old man meets online love in person. I am really a post-XNUMXs

Chapter 148 The appearance of a monk is an honor for the entire family
Two days later in the morning, Yun Mo got up normally and had breakfast.

Mr. Qin Dingguo and Mr. Peng Dechao, these two guys stood on one side.

Just stare at him.

Yun Mo was getting impatient while eating. "Are you guys getting too bold, or do you think I'm too old to beat you? If you have nothing to do, get out of here!"

Qin Dingguo smiled bitterly and said, "Master, the children of the Qin family have all arrived in the Magic City. Basically, all of our sons, daughters-in-law, grandsons, granddaughters-in-law, etc. have come here. There are 114 people in total!"

"The Peng family has arrived too!" Peng Dechao said cautiously, "There are quite a lot of people in our family, almost 200 people."

Qin Dingguo said, "Look, why don't you let the children come in and kowtow to you? Let them recognize you? In the future, during festivals, they will all come and kowtow to you, so that everyone can have a good time?"

"Yes, Master, you are the master who raised us and taught us. For us, without you, we would not know how or where we would die in those chaotic days, and we would not know how miserable our end would be. But with you, everything has changed for us. Not only do we have a big family and a big business, but our descendants also live a comfortable life! I often tell my descendants that no matter what is happening now, we should never forget our roots. So our children and future generations should know their ancestor, and future generations should be filial to and respect you." Peng Dechao said.

In fact, the two old people also have selfish motives.

After all, they cannot become cultivators like Nangong Wen.

Under such circumstances, they will die of old age one day.

Maybe Yun Mo exists.

With the old man's means, he can give them a helping hand at any time and pull them out of the gates of hell.

But the human body is, after all, the human body.

Just like a bottle of water, there is always a limited amount.

If you keep adding water into it.

Then it will always overflow.

When one reaches the level of a monk, one has transcended the dimensions, or in other words, one is like a Rhine bottle that can never be filled with water.

For an ordinary mortal, even with some extraordinary help, the physical burden would not allow him to exceed 150 years old.

Therefore, they don’t know how many years they can survive. It is too late for them to practice now, and they don’t have the talent for it.

So all we can do is to stay by Master’s side and show respect to him.

In addition, they also want their family members to be able to successfully inherit their master's legacy.

Otherwise, once they die, and the second generation grows old and dies, they and their sect will definitely be marginalized after the third generation.

At that time, no matter how much money you have, it will only be taken away by others.

Without a strong backer, there is no one to protect us.

Therefore, there must be someone in the family who can continue the relationship with Yun Mo.

At least you have to gain a foothold in the sect.

So, when the people from the two families saw that Yun Mo’s villa was so quiet, they also wanted Yun Mo to experience the lively and bustling scene of the past with many disciples and grandchildren.

By the way, let the family come and see Yun Mo if there is anyone more suitable to inherit their positions.

Yun Mo actually knew what the two people were thinking. They were very anxious to arrange their funeral affairs.

After all, time is unforgiving, isn’t it?

"Aren't you still alive? Is there any need to arrange these things so anxiously?" Yun Mo said with a snort.

Qin Dingguo smiled bitterly, "Master, it's better to settle down early. We can arrange all the family affairs properly, and then we will accompany you wholeheartedly in the future and honor you well. Senior, we have enjoyed all the glory and wealth. It's not easy for you to come back. We don't want to be involved in anything anymore. We should try our best to deal with those things outside of our lives."

"Yes, I have the same idea as my senior brother!" said Peng Dechao.

In both houses.

There is no hope for the second generation.

After all, they are all in their eighties or nineties.

After all, Mr. Qin and Mr. Peng are so long-lived.

Even among the three generations, most of them are in their sixties or seventies.

Many of them have passed away.

Just see if there are any older people among the four generations, those in their thirties or forties, who are suitable to become the successor of the sect.

In other words, one or two geniuses may be discovered who are able to enter the world of barrier to practice and become monks.

As long as there is a cultivator-level existence in their family.

Such a situation can at least ensure that the family will remain standing for hundreds of years and no one will dare to provoke it.

For example, Nangong Wen alone carried the entire Xiayi Group on his shoulders and protected it for almost a hundred years.

So, the value of a monk is so powerful that it goes without saying, right?

It's impossible for the two old men not to be anxious.

While they are still alive and have a say in Master, these things must be implemented.

This way, they will feel at ease when they leave in the future.

If they leave and this matter fails, then no one in the family will have a say in front of Old Man Yun Mo.

Even though Nangong Wen has no descendants, if he wants, many of his maternal relatives in the compound will inherit his legacy.

And Nangong Wen is only over 100 years old now.

With his physical fitness and upper limit as a monk.

There is absolutely no problem in living for hundreds of years.

So why is Nangong Wen so anxious?

The ones who should be anxious are the two of them as mortals.

Now the younger generations in the family have all been notified that whoever inherits the mantle will be the next head of the family.

Even if he no longer has to work in the secular world and is responsible for the family's financial affairs in the future, and only needs to practice quietly, he will still be able to command the entire family.

This is the strong one.

Some people say that modern society is different from the previous society and that fists cannot have the final say.

But the world has never changed. If the fist is strong enough to break your rules, then the fist still has the final say.

If your military strength is enough to make you not care about the people who make the rules? Then why do you still care about the rules?
"You guys are really not going to let me have a good breakfast, right?" Yun Mo snorted and walked out.

Qin Dingguo and Peng Dechao had no choice but to quickly leave and go to the kitchen and restaurant.

But didn't leave.

When they saw Yun Feifei coming, the two old people spoke out their thoughts in private, and Yun Feifei also knew about these things.

Qin Dingguo said, "Fei Fei, please help us persuade Master!"

Peng Dechao said, "Yes, Feifei, help grandpa persuade your ancestors!"

Yun Feifei smiled bitterly and said, "Okay, I'll try my best to persuade him!"

Inside the kitchen.

Yun Mo finished eating some millet porridge.

Yun Feifei added another bowl for Yun Mo.

Yun Mo rolled his eyes at Yun Feifei, naturally because he heard what the two guys outside said to Yun Feifei.

Yun Feifei was about to say something, but Yun Mo interrupted her and said, "Don't talk while eating!"

Yun Feifei didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

I could only obediently pick up some food for my ancestor, with a speechless look on my face.

After finishing the meal, Yun Mo stood up and walked out of the kitchen and dining room on crutches.

Yun Feifei supported Yun Mo.

When Yun Mo passed by Qin Dingguo and Peng Dechao, he snorted, "Since they are here, let them all come over!"

Qin Dingguo and Peng Dechao themselves think so.

The old man is going to scold them.

But I didn’t expect it to be like this?
The two of them were immediately overjoyed.

They ran out and began to look for Su Qingluan.

"Qingluan, please arrange the inheritance ceremony at home tomorrow!" Qin Dingguo said excitedly.

"Yes, Qingluan, thank you for your help!" Peng Dechao was also very excited.

In this lifetime, the two of them had no hope of inheriting their master's legacy and becoming monks.

Thinking back then, among all the disciples back then, only Nangong Wen had such a fate to become a cultivator who truly inherited Yun Mo's mantle.

They have lived their entire lives but have never learned the true skills of their master.

Naturally, there will be nothing to leave to future generations. What else can be left except the money?
Now that the family is able to fight for an opportunity.

Of course we have to strive for that.

Don’t let the family members blame them in the future for not taking them to see Grandpa Yun. What if there is a rare genius?
So, they don't want to become the sinners of the family.

Of course, Su Qingluan is now the Yun family’s housekeeper, so all we need to do is give Su Qingluan a heads-up regarding these arrangements.

Su Qingluan is now living in Yun Mo's villa, and her status is very high. She can enter and exit any room freely like Yun Feifei.

And all financial affairs of the Yun family are managed by Su Qingluan.

At present, the number one person in the Yun family is definitely Yun Mo, the number two person is Yun Feifei, and the number three person is not a senior disciple like Nangong Wen, but Su Qingluan.

"Has the ancestor agreed?" Su Qingluan asked curiously.

"Yes!" The two old men nodded in unison.

Qin Dingguo said, "Sorry to bother you, Miss Qingluan, this matter must be done as soon as possible!"

Su Qingluan nodded and said, "You're welcome, Grandpas. I'll make arrangements today and it will definitely be ready!"

Su Qingluan first walked out of the main hall.

Then I contacted the people at the Peace Hotel and ordered some food to have a banquet at home.

Then I went to a housekeeping company and asked them to help plan the home decoration.

Next, they went to the market to order some chickens, ducks, pigs, sheep, beef and other items for the sacrifice.

Mr. Qin and Mr. Peng also took this opportunity to send out invitations to some people they knew and wealthy people in China.

Naturally, this matter was also known to the Du family.

In the evening, while Su Qingluan was still busy, her father Su Tianchao came over to talk to his daughter.

"Daughter, the Second Master needs your help!"

Su Tianchao is no longer as casual as before when facing his daughter. One can tell from his face that he is very cautious.

Have no idea.

My daughter’s current status and position are no longer something I can call upon and dismiss at will.

Even the Du family has to be polite and respectful when they meet Su Qingluan.

Let alone him.

Su Qingluan knew what her father was going to say and refused. "Dad, I am a nobody and my words don't count. For something like this, even Grandpa Peng and Grandpa Qin had to beg the ancestors for a long time before they agreed. And I also heard that they were beaten with a cane by the ancestors. You want me to help the Du family? Is that possible?"

"Qingluan, Second Grandpa is begging you!" At this time, the door of the room was pushed open and Du Pan walked in from outside.

He almost knelt down to Su Qingluan.

"The Du family also needs someone who can inherit the master's legacy!"

As Du Pan spoke, tears streamed down his face.

If they could become the successor of Grandpa Yun Mo, learn the real things from Yun Mo, and become a cultivator, then their Du family would also be able to become a completely transcendent existence like the Qin family, the Peng family, or Nangong Wen.

(End of this chapter)