There are plenty of old bastards, and even more young punks.
This was the most immediate feeling in Xiao Boqi's mind after entering the town.
Zhang Mancang, holding his three-year-old son in open-crotch pants by the hand, looked at the approaching Xiao Boqi with a smile.
His old face was already covered in wrinkles like an eggshell, and with that deliberately ingratiating smile, it looked like wrinkles piled on top of wrinkles.
Seeing this made Yi Boqi feel a chill run down his spine.
"Grandson-in-law, you're here! Come on, come home and have dinner first."
Despite his wife telling him not to be nice to this old man, otherwise he would definitely take advantage of her.
But faced with such a friendly attitude from his father-in-law and grandfather, Xiao Boqi simply couldn't do what his wife had said.
After No. 100 nodded, the boy wearing a yellow tiger-head hat and open-crotch pants stepped forward and took No. 100's big hand.
"Young Master, if you were to teach me, would I not need to go to the Azure Sky Academy?"
The little boy, with his open-crotch pants, tilted his head back and asked Boqi very seriously.
But this is a question that Yi Boqi really can't answer.
Sending young children to the Azure Sky Academy is a tradition of the Nine Heavens Profound Dao Sect, and it is also an essential path for the Zhang family's descendants to grow up.
And facts have proven that this is the best way to continue the Zhang family bloodline and family cohesion.
Although doing so may deprive young children of their childhood, it is the most correct guidance for their future.
Reaching out, he patted the little guy's head and asked him with a smile.
What's your name?
The little guy straightened the tiger-head hat that had been crumpled a bit by Qi Boqi, tilted his head and told Qi Boqi.
"I have two names."
“My dad calls me Zhang Da Chou, but my mom doesn’t like it, so she calls me Zhang Da Bao.”
This name left Huang Boqi speechless and shaking his head; it was bizarre.
Although this little one is only three years old, he is his father-in-law's half-brother and his true uncle-in-law.
But this name is really not much better than that of the Chao clan.
The town's layout is not complicated; all the buildings are detached houses, with one family living in each courtyard.
He Boqi roughly counted them and found there were about 120 small courtyards.
Among the old folks living here, any one of them would make Ye Boqi feel a sense of unease and anxiety.
What a terrifying foundation!
This scene aligns with Xiao Boqi's understanding of the secret realm, but it also makes him more eager to improve his cultivation.
The phrase "lining the streets to welcome" truly came to life here.
The streets were lined with old men and beautiful women, many of whom were holding hands or carrying little ones.
Without exception, they all showed a kind and ingratiating smile to Xiao Boqi.
This shows just how popular his wife is in this secret realm.
The little ones are no older than five, because after five they will be sent out of the secret realm to enter the Sky Academy.
Leading Zhang Dachou by the hand, they walked along, nodding to the people on the street.
To be honest, this kind of occasion made Ye Boqi a little uncomfortable, because the people were looking at him with such enthusiasm.
It was an indescribable look in their eyes, filled with curiosity, kindness, and closeness.
But more than anything, there was a sense of grievance, a deep-seated grievance that one could immediately empathize with at a glance.
Without a doubt, this sense of grievance must stem from one's own family turning thirty.
These looks made Xiao Boqi unconsciously quicken his pace, because he always felt that if he slowed down even a little, these people would surround him and start pouring out their grievances with tears streaming down their faces.
When they finally arrived at Zhang Mancang's courtyard, Yi Boqi breathed a heavy sigh of relief.
Zhang Mancang then turned around and smiled at Yi Boqi.
"We're home, son-in-law, come in quickly, let me introduce you to your sixteen grandmothers."
Upon hearing this, Yi Boqi felt a chill run down his spine; he had fallen into a trap.
Before he could speak, Zhang Mancang, his face dark, shouted at Zhang Youdao and his brother who had followed him.
"What are you doing here?"
"Going home for dinner."
"Damn it, this is my house. I'm having dinner with my son-in-law. What business is it of yours, you two idiots? Get the hell out of here."
After slapping the two brothers away with one hand, he smiled again at Xiao Boqi, his smile as bright as a chrysanthemum.
"Young master, come in quickly, dinner is ready."
Before Yi Boqi could refuse, the courtyard gate was opened, and more than a dozen women came out to greet him.
"Oh, this must be your son-in-law. The meal is ready, please come in."
"Yes, why are you still standing at the door? If Feng'er finds out, she'll definitely blame us."
The sixteen women, judging from their appearance, were either in their early thirties or their early twenties.
They are all top-notch in appearance and figure, and now they are all...grandmothers of Ye Boqi.
Besides these women, there were also two little girls around four years old. If nothing unexpected happened, these were his wife's aunts.
Holy crap, that's really something.
The meal wasn't lavish, but the large number of people made up for it.
With sixteen women plus Yi Boqi and Zhang Mancang, there were already eighteen people. Adding three more children would make twenty-one people.
After the sixteen grandmothers toasted each other, sixteen cups had already been drunk. Adding that the damned cheap grandfather, more than twenty cups of wine were down the drain.
Then, as expected, Ye Boqi began to complain.
When Zhang Mancang said that sixteen grandmothers were waiting for him, Xiao Boqi knew that such a scene would definitely happen.
Old Deng, whose savings had been squeezed to the point of being 90% depleted, had to support sixteen wives and three children. One can only imagine how tight his finances were.
Zhang Mancang wiped his red, swollen eyes and sighed heavily at Xiao Boqi.
Son-in-law, Grandpa is suffering.
As the saying goes, a capable person can get someone else pregnant, but your good-for-nothing father-in-law has gotten himself pregnant instead.
He's always sticking out his big belly like a pig, sigh.
He has both a knife and a hammer and is a martial arts fanatic. He'll glare at you if you mention marriage and having children. He's also a womanizer who goes around flirting with other women, but he hasn't given the Zhang family a son yet.
So the task of procreation fell to me, and the helplessness involved is unknown to outsiders, son-in-law.
Looking at Zhang Mancang wiping his eyes and patting his thighs, and the sixteen grandmothers who all bowed their heads and looked pitiful after Zhang Mancang spoke.
He sighed softly. He knew before he even entered that this meal would be very expensive.
Zhang Mancang's performance was not only clumsy, but his words also became increasingly offensive.
So in order to avoid saying anything shocking, Yi Boqi chose to spend money voluntarily.
He waved his hand and took out a storage ring, handing it to Zhang Mancang.
“Senior...Grandpa, Boqi came in a hurry and didn’t prepare anything. Please accept the contents of this ring for now.”
After speaking, he stood up and gave a slight bow to the sixteen grandmothers.
“Boqi knows your intentions. Everyone wants to keep their children by their side, but sending them to the Azure Sky Academy in their childhood is a Daoist ancestral instruction, and Boqi cannot help you with that.”
After saying that, he strode out of the courtyard.
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