Closer to Revealing My True Self
Chapter 423 - 298 Is He Afraid of Getting Hit_4

Chapter 423: Chapter 298 Is He Afraid of Getting Hit_4

"Just point me to where I can buy one, and I’ll pay for it myself!"

"I don’t want one that looks like a cobra, I want a tyrannosaurus!"

"If there’s no choice, I’m fine with any type!"

"Ahem, if cousin doesn’t like to hear this, then forget it, don’t let this cause him any annoyance."

Feng Chi had really wanted a transformation car of his own, but they were too hard to come by. Asking around, he found no leads on where to purchase one, so he had to start with his cousin.

But if his cousin showed any sign of refusal, then he didn’t need to persist. Being pushy could easily annoy people, and he certainly couldn’t let this affect the relationship between Feng Yi and their cousin.

Feng Yi noted this matter and mentioned it when sending a message to their cousin.

"Do you know the procedures for ancestral worship?" Feng Yi asked.

"Not very clear. I’ve asked a few friends who have experience with ancestral hall ceremonies, but what they told me varies. I also asked my dad, and he said that each family has its own ancestral rites passed down, and each generation is different. What procedures? How to do them? It all ends up being decided by the head of the family."

Feng Chi gave Feng Yi a knowing look.

Compared to the ceremonies of decades or even centuries past, the rites of ancestral worship have undergone many changes.

Now, in the Feng Family of Yang City, the old patriarch is the absolute authority with the ultimate say.

The feudal head of the family is not a joke.

"When it comes to the ancestral hall, the old man gets particularly emotional, easily agitated. In all these years, this is the first time I’ve seen him so stirred up."

Feng Yi said, "Perhaps the old man’s dream has been to rebuild the ancestral hall. With his dream finally realized, that’s why he’s so emotional."

Feng Chi thought this made a lot of sense.

"Compared to the old man’s emphasis on the ancestral hall and these rituals, the younger generation feels indifferent. After all, we just do whatever the old man says," Feng Chi remarked.

The old patriarch’s feelings and desires, they neither could comprehend nor understand.

But that didn’t stop them from playing the part of obedient grandchildren in front of him.

Seeing Feng Chi’s indifferent attitude, Feng Yi smiled and asked, "Don’t you want our ancestors’ blessings?"

Feng Chi curled his lips, "They didn’t bless us while alive, how could they now that they’re gone? Even if our ancestors have spirits, they would bless the eldest son, our uncle. I asked my dad; just like the old man, they only cared for the first-born son and grandson in their eyes—all others were just extras, to be sacrificed or traded for benefits if necessary."

Feng Chi vividly remembered back in high school when a teacher talked about some farms raising cattle.

Kept in designated areas, provided with fine environments, they were fed and housed, even massaged, all for a life of luxury that ultimately resulted in better meat, better milk, and ultimately a higher price when sold.

In that moment, Feng Chi felt an inexplicable shiver and a strangely strong sense of identification.

Wasn’t this just like how the old man was raising them?

But Feng Chi didn’t want to be the "cattle"; he wanted to be the "ranch owner".

His father also wanted to be the "ranch owner".

But the old man wouldn’t allow it.

Luckily, now their entire family had gained a certain degree of independence through their efforts.

Feng Chi could also pursue the career he liked.

After all, the old man was getting old.

Each member of the younger generation had their own thoughts, and the old patriarch’s control over them had greatly decreased.

With the upcoming ancestral hall worship ceremony, Feng Chi suspected that the old patriarch wanted to use the power of other family branches to consolidate his own.

After a moment of silence, Feng Chi laughed mockingly, "The old man doesn’t really care about the ancestors. Compared to them, he cares more about his own face, and the meaning it represents! Generally, the reconstruction and repair of the ancestral hall are undertaken by the most accomplished in the clan—that’s what he wants to prove to the relatives in other places!"

Feng Yi paused, then said, "The old man is still somewhat... deluding himself."

Feng Chi immediately retorted, "Isn’t that the truth! If he’s truly the most capable in the clan, why didn’t he rebuild the ancestral hall when our great-aunt was still alive? Is he afraid of getting hit?"