Closer to Revealing My True Self
Chapter 447 - 309 I am short-sighted!_2

Chapter 447: Chapter 309 I am short-sighted!_2

The subordinates quickly brought over a batch of zodiac copper-alloy "spending coins" purchased from the market.

Because money wasn’t an issue, they bought a lot of copper coins.

There were new ones as well as antique imitations, and among them, a few were genuinely ancient coins with some years to them. Some of the newly made copper coins looked similar to the one Feng Yi had given.

The middle-aged man quickly turned over, grabbed his tools, and continued appraising.

Appraise one.

No sound.

Appraise another.

Again, no sound.

After appraising several of the newly purchased zodiac "spending coins," not one made a sound!

He turned back and appraised the one Feng Yi had given him again.

Hum—

Middle-aged man: "..."

He clenched his jaw and continued to appraise the ones he’d bought.

Maintaining one position for too long was exhausting, and after trying coin after coin, he changed his posture several times.

By the time the little girl returned to her room to put away the gift box and came back after drinking some water, she saw her dad sticking his butt out, still trying the coins on that small, low children’s round table.

"Go try it in the study," she suggested.

But the middle-aged man stopped what he was doing, tossed aside a copper coin he’d bought, sighed deeply, and sat on the carpet, speaking somewhat helplessly:

"Sweetie, see, not every zodiac "spending coin" will ’call out.’

As he spoke, he lifted the zodiac "spending coin" given by Feng Yi, "Dad was wrong, this is... truly ’consecrated’!"

Existing for too long, divisions into branches, into clans, time buries too many secrets

Family names are fraught with many unknowns.

Until now, few knew. Even he didn’t know much himself.

But he had once learned from a clan relative—

"Orthodoxy" isn’t about this branch or that clan; anyone could become "orthodox"!

Perhaps "orthodoxy" is in your family this year, and a hundred years later, it moves to mine.

And the way to discern—those who can make the copper coin "speak," are "orthodox"!

He brought Feng Yi’s brand-new copper coin closer, slowly tracing every pattern on it, as if admiring a rare treasure of this world.

Even though he hadn’t confirmed whether Feng Yi was the creator of the coin, he had already begun to lean towards that possibility deep in his heart.

Looking at the zodiac "spending coin" in his hand, he picked up the original one again.

The original zodiac "spending coin" pendant that had been removed wasn’t put back on his daughter. Instead, he tied the brand-new, flamboyant... no, artistically beautiful zodiac "spending coin" given by Feng Yi with a soft, thin cord and put it on his daughter.

The little girl looked at her father with a sense of realization on her face.

Middle-aged man: "Cough, this one, um, it’s quite nice! From now on, wear this one; it’s freshly minted, your very own zodiac ’spending coin.’

Who would have thought, he’d wanted to show off in front of his daughter, only to end up slapping his own face.

The middle-aged man then put on his own zodiac "spending coin" again. Then he picked up his phone and contacted his subordinates.

Return plans delayed.

He had important matters to handle!

He had intended to have someone look up more detailed information about Feng Yi, but considering that many details about Feng Yi were unclear, any investigation could take time and might alert the other party.

After careful thought, he decided to visit directly instead.

While pondering, as he looked through the files, he saw a photo of Feng Yi’s villa next to Cui Lake.

In one of the photos inside, an old man was captured watering the plants in the courtyard.

Uncle Bao’s hand trembled.

He brought the photo closer and looked at it intently.

"Holy shit!"

If he had only been leaning towards it before, now he was certain!

"The butler by Sister Si’s side?!"

"Sister Si" referred to Feng Yi’s great-aunt, Feng Si.

Even though calling her that was correct in terms of seniority, in terms of age, there was a generation gap between her and Feng Yi’s great-aunt.

But considering everything, to show closeness, he had always called her "Sister."

"The bill checker" was what he’d implored for cutely in front of Sister Si.

During his younger years when he was struggling alone in a foreign land, Sister Si had helped him.

The secret of the zodiac "spending coins" was also something he learned from Sister Si.

He had known before that Sister Si was an "orthodox" person of the Feng Clan, but whether there were others in the "orthodoxy," he did not know.

What the standards for this "orthodoxy" were, he did not know either, only that it was not solely based on blood relations or whether they were from the same family line.

Now it seemed, this meant that the "true Feng orthodoxy" indeed went from Sister Si to Feng Yi!

What is true orthodoxy?

What is orthodoxy?

This is it!

In his view, those of the Feng Clan who were of the orthodox lineage were endowed with both great strength and fortune!

Thinking back to the time in the ancestral hall, he was so close to Feng Yi and even exchanged words, yet he failed to deepen the familial bond!

Opportunity had slipped right before my eyes!

However, considering the Feng Family of Yang City and Old Man Feng...

The sigh and regret in his heart dissipated almost entirely.

Luck is relative.

The Feng Family of Yang City, Old Man Feng is really awesome!

To drive out the only "orthodox" heir of the entire Feng Clan!

Should one say that Old Man Feng is lucky or unlucky? Others dare not even think of, much less envy, such a situation, yet he managed to play his hand of kings so poorly!

No, it should be said he played two good hands poorly! That old man’s own sister, Sister Wei, is also of the orthodox lineage!

One is his own sister, the other his own grandson.

To oppose the previous generation of orthodox and kick out the current generation of orthodox from the family!

How could that old man be so awesome!!

The middle-aged man marvelled.

If only I had known this would happen, I should have laughed more in front of the ancestral tablets of the Feng Family of Yang City while at the ancestral hall!

Indeed, I am still fortunate.

He then looked at his young daughter.

I am so much more fortunate!

Not thinking about the Feng Family of Yang City and their unfortunate things anymore, the middle-aged man pondered how to pay them a visit.

To visit, naturally, it was necessary to contact Feng Yi in advance.

He hadn’t asked for Feng Yi’s number or added him as a friend, but quite a few people from the kinship gathering had, and it would be easy to find someone to ask.

Added as a friend in the chat application, stated his identity, and after adding, inquired whether the other party was busy.

Having learned that Feng Yi wasn’t busy, he promptly made a voice call.

"Hello, Feng Yi, this is Uncle Bao... Ah hahaha, once we’ve left the ancestral hall, we needn’t adhere to those ancestral formalities, let’s be informal, at my age, you can just call me uncle..."

When Feng Yi received the call from Uncle Bao, he had already returned home and was pruning the trees in the courtyard.

Perhaps it was due to the energy leak and dispersal of vitality factors from the copper coins and meteorites during this period, resulting in the flora and fauna in the estate undergoing changes, big and small.

The trees planted in the courtyard, although not as noticeable as the koi in the ornamental pond, were also exhibiting a somewhat aggressive growth pattern.

Originally, the care of this part of the courtyard was Bing’s or Ding’s responsibility, but now Feng Yi, having some time, personally took up pruning the overly wild trees under the guidance of the butler.

Receiving this call from Uncle Bao, Feng Yi was quite surprised, after all, they had only left the ancestral hall not long ago, and back then, this man’s attitude was neither distant nor close, with a slight edge of rejection.

And now a complete turnaround in such a short time?

Considering the reasons, Feng Yi thought of several possibilities, and the most likely one was that this man knew some secrets within the zodiac copper coins!

True or not, he would find out upon meeting him.

After the phone call, Feng Yi asked the butler, "Do you know this Uncle Bao?"

Feng Yi described Uncle Bao’s age, appearance, and the main area of his current business ventures.

"Oh, A’bao. He’s someone who dares to fight and bravely forge ahead, also has a thick skin,"

The butler reminisced, "I don’t know much about him. When Madam Feng was still alive, he would send gifts every festive season, and if he couldn’t come in person, he would make a phone call."

Feng Yi curiously asked, "He knew my great-aunt as well?"

"Madam Feng helped him once," the butler said casually, "After that, there wasn’t much contact. Not close."

Feng Yi had a rough guess in his heart.

Uncle Bao, termed by the butler as "not close," was already earnestly selecting gifts.

He altered his itinerary, preparing to pay a visit, his attitude exceedingly serious.

This seriousness was much more formal and earnest than his participation in the ancestral ceremonies of the Feng Family of Yang City.

The next day.

A low-profile sedan entered the courtyard, Uncle Bao personally carrying gifts as he alighted from the car, accompanied by his daughter.

Upon seeing the butler, Uncle Bao’s expression lit up with excitement:

"You..."

He was about to say "are still alive," then realizing it was inappropriate, quickly corrected himself and said,

"You seem to still be in good health!"

The butler presented an appropriate smile and led them inside.

As they passed by the ornamental pond, they saw the round koi swimming within.

Uncle Bao’s eyes gleamed, thinking to himself:

[Truly, the koi raised by the "Feng Clan’s authentic lineage," are clearly blessed creatures!]