Chapter 101 Ancestor Worship

Today is another rare good day. The nearly two-hundred-year-old ancestral home of the Bo family is bathed in golden light, and the copper bells hanging from the eaves sway in the wind, making a series of extremely crisp sounds.

In the ancestral cemetery adjacent to the Bo family's ancestral home, a gong was struck loudly, and a priest sang loudly:

"One kowtow."

Nearly a hundred men and women dressed in black suits knelt down at the same time and then kowtowed devoutly.

After they got up, the gong sounded again.

"Kowtowing again."

Their movements were perfectly synchronized again.

"Three kowtows."

The morning light fell upon the Bo clan members, outlining a vast family portrait.

After everyone stood up again, the gentleman who was in charge of the ancestral worship ceremony took three incense sticks and walked towards Bo Siye, who was standing at the front.

"Mr. Bo, please."

"Thank you for your trouble, sir." Bo Siye took the incense with both hands, stepped forward, lit the incense on the candle, then held it above his head with both hands and bowed slightly. After doing this three times, he finally inserted the incense into the incense burner.

Given Bo Siye's age, it's inappropriate for a junior like him to do this, and he shouldn't be in the front position either.

However, Bo Siye is now the person in charge of the Bo family, and the entire Bo family is in his hands, so others have no choice but to bow down.

Seeing that he had walked to the side, Bo Ting and the others stepped forward one after another to offer incense.

After understanding the matter, Bo Siye did not linger there and went directly to his room to rest.

No sooner had he left than several disgruntled voices rang out.

"Although he is young and impetuous, Bo Siye is too arrogant. With so many elders here, he left without saying a word. He has no manners at all!"

"He's the one in charge of the Bo family now, what does he need family upbringing for? Besides, even his own mother and brother didn't get any good treatment, do you think he'd give us any pleasantries?"

"If you ask me, he shouldn't be in this position. There are so many people in the Bo clan, and he's not the only one who's capable." The voice was relatively young, and everyone knew what he was up to as soon as they heard it.

But there's a saying that's true: the Bo clan has many members, and Bo Siye isn't the only one with real talent.

They just lack opportunity.

In an instant, countless dormant thoughts began to stir again.

Bo Ting adjusted the watch strap on his wrist before turning around to look at this group of good-for-nothings who were eating their fill and then cursing their mothers.

"Why didn't you say these things in front of Ono just now?"

Bo Siye was standing there, and these good-for-nothings didn't even dare to breathe. What are they pretending to be now?!

Under Bo Ting's gaze, the group of people who had just been spouting nonsense immediately avoided his eyes, as if this would cover up the fact that they were not the ones who had just said those words.

Bo Ting snorted coldly, but his gaze landed precisely on a man in the crowd who looked to be about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old. The man was the only one who did not avoid Bo Ting's gaze.

"Second Uncle." Bo Qi looked at Bo Ting politely and nodded.

If Bo Ting hadn't overheard his arrogant words, he wouldn't have believed that his seemingly gentle and polite nephew would have such thoughts.

Bo Ting: "There are indeed many capable people in the Bo clan, but none can reach Ono's level within two years..."

Bo Ting scoffed: "Absolutely not."

If such a person existed, the person sitting in this position now would not be Bo Siye.

These short-sighted people only see the immense power Bo Siye now wields, but no one sees the hardships he has endured to achieve it.

When he first took over Fanyu, in order to expand into more markets, Bo Siye practically ate and slept at the company.

To verify the veracity of many reports, Bo Siye would spend ten days to half a month venturing into remote, desolate mountains and wilderness areas that others were unwilling to set foot in.

And then there's vision... Many of the projects that Bo Siye invested in were initially not well-received by everyone. If it weren't for Bo Siye's strong opposition, the Bo family might have remained stagnant all these years.

But these people will not remember any of this.

Is Bo Siye's ruthlessness towards the Bo family really due to his cold-hearted nature?

No, all Bo Ting wants to say is that people's hearts don't grow cold overnight.

Bo Qi, unaware of Bo Ting's thoughts, smiled and said, "Second Uncle probably doesn't know about the small company I've been running recently, does he? It's doing quite well so far. If Second Uncle is interested, I can invite you to take a look another day."

Bo Qi founded his own company, which just went public last month.

Bo Qi's ability to take a newly established company public in just over a year is undeniable.

But Bo Qi is too self-righteous. If it weren't for his surname being Bo, if it weren't for the fact that he is a member of the Bo family, how could he have progressed so smoothly on this path?

Ultimately, those who made way for him were only doing it out of respect for Bo Siye.

Unfortunately, Bo Qi couldn't see through it.

Bo Ting didn't intend to lecture his nephew; he was too busy managing his own children to have the time or inclination for such a thing.

Bo Ting shook his head: "There's no need to look. You know what you're doing."

After saying this, Bo Ting chased after the direction Bo Siye had gone.

When he arrived, Bo Siye was already having breakfast.

Breakfast was prepared in advance by the chef at the ancestral home; it was fish porridge, and it tasted pretty good.

Bo Siye took out his phone and saw the photos sent by Jiang Siyu.

He first took a picture of the breakfast in front of him and sent it to the sender before replying:

This fish porridge is pretty good; I'll bring you here to try it another day.

The fish used for the congee are all caught fresh from the natural lakes in the mountains in the morning; one bite is so fresh it'll make your teeth ache.

Jiang Siyu, who was already reading in her study, received a message notification. She picked up her phone, stretched her neck (which was stiff from holding one position for too long), and then replied to Bo Siye:

It looks delicious, eat more.

Jiang Siyu sent the message as a voice message, and Bo Siye could tell from her cheerful voice that Jiang Siyu had slept well today.

So, I'm in a good mood.

When Bo Ting arrived, he saw his nephew smiling, a smile that was so gentle and charming.

He walked over and sat down opposite Bo Siye: "Sending messages to my niece-in-law?"

Bo Siye nodded, put down his phone, and began to savor the fish porridge, thinking about what improvements he needed to make to better suit Jiang Siyu's taste.

Seeing his calm demeanor, Bo Ting knew that he was already aware of what might happen today, so he suppressed his worries.

However, after the meal, Bo Ting couldn't help but ask, "Did you send someone to pick up your mother and Ah Xu?"

Bo Siye got up and left without any hesitation: "They will come to the banquet tonight."

Upon hearing this, Bo Ting breathed a sigh of relief. That would work too.