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Chapter 275: Taking the world as a laboratory(1/3)

The gongs and drums are noisy, and firecrackers are blasting.

The Zhang family in Huludao and the Cui family in Kazidao are both among the most prestigious monk families within a radius of thousands of miles.

The two families working together to organize the wedding cannot be summed up in the word lively.

At a glance, there were hundreds of families, big and small, coming around.

These people brought their relatives and friends to congratulate each other on a happy marriage. The catalog of gifts alone filled more than 800 pages.

The older generation of monks drink tea and play chess, just like meeting old friends.

The young descendants, in small groups, discussed: Whose family do you belong to, what powerful people have come from your family, whose family does he belong to, and what reputations have your ancestors achieved?

People flock together and things divide into groups.

The Island of Hundred Miles is a circle, and the Island of Ten Miles is another circle.

If your family only has a tiny island covering an area of ​​several miles, then sorry, just prepare to follow everyone else and be a follower.

That’s it, I don’t want to take you to play yet.

Doesn’t it sound like playing house?

The essence is similar. The archipelago world speaks with spiritual roots. Low spiritual roots mean that your future can only be a low-level monk, and there is almost no possibility of reversal.

What kind of circles have you been exposed to since you were a teenager?

It means that what kind of achievements and friends you will have in the future, it is very rare to make up for what you are born with.

The vast majority of monks from small families are inseparable from their surroundings for the rest of their lives. The circle you are in today will most likely be your circle for the rest of your life.

Blow and blow.

The bride and groom have entered.

Zhang Heng stood in the crowd and watched quietly, and found that Cui Ying had a mole under her eye, which gave people a soft and frail look. She was the kind of person who needs care at a glance.

"It's strange. Didn't Lu Xiong from Lushan Island say that Cui Ying had a private life-long marriage with him? Why did she marry Zhang Yong today?"

"You also know about this, I thought it wasn't the same person."

"Can you not know that Lu Xiong is such a big talker and wants everyone in the world to know what he does? At the party last year, Lu Xiong even brought her to show us."

"Everyone, please keep your voice down. According to the orders of the parents and the words of the matchmaker, Cui Ying is now the grandson-in-law of the Zhang family. Don't mention Lu Xiong again in the future."

"That's right, Lu Xiong is nothing but a low-grade talent. I am Cui Ying's parents and I wouldn't choose him. Zhang Yong is a direct descendant of the Zhang family and has superior spiritual roots."

I heard whispers behind me.

Zhang Heng didn't look back, he just took one more look at Cui Ying.

Enter the eyes.

Cui Ying was wearing wedding clothes and a phoenix hairpin, biting her lip, her eyes full of uneasiness and helplessness, as if she was looking for something.

What to look for.

Zhang Heng didn't know.

But he could tell that Cui Ying's marriage to Zhang Yong didn't seem like she was willing to do so.

Time flies.

Another year has passed in the blink of an eye.

The Zhang family wants Zhang Yong to leave blood to the family before he leaves.

But after a year, Cui Ying's stomach didn't move at all.

On the other hand, the Cui family gave birth to a little girl for Zhang Heng and his wife. Because she was small, weighing only four pounds and six taels, she named her Zhang Xiaoxiao.

"Zhang Heng, Zhang Heng..."

This year.

Zhang Yong is sixteen, Zhang Heng is eleven, Zhang Xiaoxiao is one, and Cui Ying is seventeen.

"I'm leaving. Fourth Auntie said that the South China Sea Alliance hopes that I will go there as soon as possible to be trained with the new generation of the alliance."

Zhang Yong said with a look of reluctance: "You have to work hard too. I will perform well in the South China Sea Alliance. When you can read and read, and you can recognize the characters well enough, you can test your spiritual roots. If you have spiritual roots, I will join the alliance with you."

Let’s talk to the stewards inside and bring you to the alliance so that we brothers don’t have to be separated.”

Zhang Heng smiled and did not talk about himself, but asked: "You are leaving. Where is Cui Ying? Do you want to take her with you?"

Zhang Yong shook his head: "Fourth Auntie said she would only take me alone this time. After I get settled there, I might take Cui Ying over."

After finishing speaking, Zhang Yong whispered again: "I heard from my fourth aunt that Yugoslavia is not a kind place either. There is great competition among peers and women are very troublesome. We will decide later whether we can accept her or not."

Zhang Heng didn't say much.

Because in his opinion, going out to practice practice is really not suitable for raising a family.

Otherwise, if you compete with the geniuses of your generation and your wife is kidnapped at every turn, how can you have fun?

"When I get to Yugoslavia, I will write to you often."

Zhang Yong squeezed Zhang Heng's arm: "I don't know what you grew up on. You are so much smaller than me, but you are almost as tall as me."

Zhang Heng was a little speechless.

Zhang Yong is sixteen years old and is only over 1.6 meters tall.

Looking at him like this, it's hard to say whether he will be 1.7 meters tall in the future.

It's not that Zhang Heng is tall, but that Zhang Yong is too short, a head shorter than Cui Ying.

"Say nothing more."

"When I leave, the family and your sister-in-law will be entrusted to you."

Zhang Yong turned around and walked away.

This time we say goodbye, I don’t know when we will meet again.

Spring passes and autumn comes.

Zhang Heng still looked like a little transparent person in the Zhang family.

He stayed at the front door all day long. As time went by, many Zhang family members even forgot that he existed.

Fast forward another two years.

This year Zhang Heng was thirteen years old and Zhang Yong was nineteen.

Every now and then, Zhang Heng would receive a letter from Zhang Yong.

The letter said that there are many geniuses in Yugoslavia, and superior spiritual roots are nothing here.

But he worked hard, and his cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds in the past two years. He made many friends and even asked Zhang Heng how his family was doing.

"How is your family..."

Zhang Heng looked at the letter and whispered: "What do you want me to say?"

After Zhang Yong left, Cui Ying lost love and started running to her parents' home.

At first I went there once or twice a month and stayed for a day or two at a time.

Now it's the other way around, I only come back once or twice a month, stay for a day or two and then leave, and spend more time living in Kagoshima.

What about the Zhang family?

She didn't want Cui Ying to go to Yugoslavia to find Zhang Yong, for fear of disturbing Zhang Yong's practice.

He turned a blind eye to her behavior, turned a blind eye, and didn't care much about her.

It was fine before and there were no bad reviews.

But recently, some children of the Zhang family spread rumors below that Cui Ying had hooked up with Lu Xiong again at the Cui family in Kazi Island.

Lu Xiong also said: "I don't have the destiny to have superior spiritual talent, but I have the destiny to sleep with the wife of a person with superior talent."

"It is inevitable for a good man to have an unvirtuous wife and an unfilial son."

"There is no Lu Xiong, but there are Zhang Xiong, Zhao Xiong, and Wang Xiong. As a sister-in-law, I am very greedy. I don't look like a person who can stay lonely, let alone be remembered by others."

Zhang Heng was also helpless.

But there was no way to tell Zhang Yong all this.

How can I say this? Maybe most of the protagonists who go out and leave their beloved wives at home have this kind of unspeakable secret, especially those who have wives and concubines in groups.

kind.

"Sister-in-law..."

one day.

Cui Ying came back from Kako Island and saw Zhang Heng standing at the door.

"It's my uncle."

Cui Ying was a little surprised, because Zhang Heng stayed at home all day and she didn't see much of her brother-in-law.
To be continued...
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