Just as tensions were rising within the Forbidden City.
At the south gate and the entrance to the alley, people come and go as usual.
The southern part of the city retains most of its old buildings and still maintains its folk atmosphere, which is out of place in the modern city.
But this down-to-earth charm is especially precious in Yandu.
Because this is the true essence of life, while those living in high-rise buildings can only be described as merely existing, lacking a certain serenity.
Most of the people living in the surrounding area live in traditional courtyard houses. As an old-fashioned city, they don't have to worry about the various expenses of daily life.
This confidence comes from our ancestors.
Some people may appear successful on the surface, but in reality, they are burdened with high mortgages and face a poor economic environment, layoffs, mid-life unemployment, and the inability to continue paying their mortgages.
In addition, housing prices have fallen by a third in the past year. If you calculate it, the mortgage interest is even more expensive than the current housing price. So it is natural to give up repaying the loan. Those with poor mental strength simply jump off buildings.
Life is a gamble; houses, stocks, funds—every social class has a sickle waiting to reap the benefits from ordinary people.
Society is permeated with the smell of money; fraud and shady dealings are rampant.
For the countless ants and the humble cattle and horses, all are trapped in this game and cannot extricate themselves.
Young people are exhausted by life, while a group of crazy old men and women are dancing wildly in the square with their high pensions, creating chaos!
What do you mean by fairness?
There's no fairness!
Everything is fate.
If a person reaches 50 years old and still doesn't understand their destiny, then that person has very poor comprehension.
Confucianism was too straightforward and advocated the doctrine of the mean, but in the end it became a tool of the monarch.
Taoism is too ethereal; not everyone can let go of everything, roam the world, and run a private server.
Buddhism is too profound; most people understand it superficially, at best convincing themselves to let go, let go, and let go again, constantly going back and forth between worldly and otherworldly principles. They can't bear to take a step back, nor do they have the ability to take a step forward; the more they learn, the more troubled they become, still clinging to the five desires and six senses.
Ultimately, we are all just ordinary people, and our living environment dictates that we can only struggle on a material level.
Money, this mundane thing, is like dirt in the eyes of the gods, but in the human world it can dominate everything and become a high-dimensional energy that people flock to.
However, those who live in the surrounding courtyards, even those who seem ordinary, are somewhat entitled to trample this energy underfoot.
In four words: financial freedom.
When you live in a house worth fifty million, or even hundreds of millions, you'll understand that, apart from life and death, there's really nothing to worry about in this world.
Even their sons, who were young, would wonder, "Dad, what are all those people doing outside the car window? They're so busy, like ants."
Dad: They're all NPCs!
"Candied hawthorn berries, candied hawthorn berries from the old South City entrance!"
"Uncle, how much is it?"
"Six yuan for one skewer, ten yuan for two!"
"I want them all!"
The old man blinked, looking at the burly middle-aged man before him. Beside him was an elderly man, dressed in black, with an extraordinary air about him. Both father and son appeared very composed. They were clearly people of extraordinary status.
"Okay, okay, I'll pack it for you right away!"
The old man came to his senses and quickly took out a large bag, filling it with all the candied hawthorns.
Feng Li frowned and glanced at his son. "You're such a grown man, and you still like candied hawthorns?"
Feng Xiaotian smiled and said, "I bought these for my third daughter. This girl loved candied hawthorns when she was little. I was a bit strict with her back then, and she would often sneak out to buy them!"
Feng Li shook his head. "Now that you mention it, I do remember. Among all the younger generation, this girl has the most stubborn temper. No one has ever dared to come near me since I was little, but she dared to come up and pull my beard! However, she is also the most promising. You can tell what a child will be like at three years old, so it's better for them to be bold!"
"Father is right!" Feng Xiaotian chuckled, feeling extremely proud when he mentioned his third daughter.
"By the way, Father, the Shi family has come to propose marriage again. I heard that their son has already broken through to the Saint Realm. That son is also very proud and arrogant. He has been in love with Third Sister since he was a child. Logically speaking, this marriage is a good match, but this girl... sigh!"
When this matter was mentioned, Feng Xiaotian looked like he had a headache.
Although he was the father, he couldn't control this girl.
"I brought you here today for Hongye's marriage!" Feng Li suddenly said.
Feng Xiaotian was slightly taken aback, somewhat puzzled.
Feng Li said irritably, "Then what do you think I brought you here for? To help you relive your childhood?"
"Hehe, Dad, you're joking again!" Feng Xiaotian scratched his head.
His childhood?
All I remember are beatings and tears; he had no childhood at all.
Feng Li shook his head. "Let's go see an old friend. But don't say anything out of line when we meet!"
Feng Xiaotian was stunned for a moment, then quickly followed. "Dad, you have old friends here? Who are they? I don't know them."
The two arrived at the city gate tower one after the other.
Right under the doorway, an old man with a goatee and sunglasses was sitting there, holding a little girl's soft, delicate hand, and constantly trying to persuade her, spitting everywhere.
"Girl, you have such lucky hands! You were born to grab money! Tsk tsk, look at these little hands, they're even good for your husband. In the Year of Jia Chen, you'll definitely give birth to a healthy and chubby dragon baby!"
"Really? Master, you're not lying to me, are you?"
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