As Mr. Fan's eyes flashed, the descendants of the Fan family, whether they were officials in power or businessmen who were in power, showed a hint of panic in their eyes.

There is no way, they have really experienced too much about Mr. Fan’s power.

From childhood to adulthood, no one has ever escaped the discipline of Mr. Fan. Mr. Fan only has one way to discipline him, beat him! He doesn’t distinguish between men and women, and beat him if he makes mistakes. Until they grow up, many people have been beaten by the old man.

Two years ago, he was already the second son of a deputy military-level cadre in a military region in the south. Because of his personal problems, the old man beat him with a crutch in public.

It’s not just a few random knocks, but a real hit. A man in his forties was beaten by an octogenarian. That scene made all the Fan family descendants present unforgettable.

At the same time, it also made everyone remember that in the Fan family, no matter how old the old man in front of him was, he also had absolute authority. No one could disobey.

"Xiaoxue, start writing." After shocking everyone, the old man slowly closed his eyes.

At this age, his body was already in the wind. The anger he vented really made him very tired.

Han Xue said "um" and looked at the others with some timidity.

But all kinds of resentment and jealous eyes were everywhere, which made Han Xue lower her head involuntarily.

A illegitimate daughter with nothing was loved by Mr. Fan, and it would be strange if she didn't make those people jealous.

Several of the girls showed the most obvious performance, and their eyes were filled with contempt and envy when they looked at Han Xue. Fan Zhiqi pretended not to see it, looking light and calm, but his eyes occasionally revealed his true thoughts.

Originally, the person he liked the most was probably his, why did he become an illegitimate daughter without a title?

If you want to say that the one who has no desires and no desires is Fan Zhiyi, the playboy. Young Master Fan adheres to the consistent standards of a playboy in a wealthy family. Just spend money and have girls to pick up. As for who is favored, what does it have to do with him?

It’s solemn to see that he is very resentful of Fan Zhiyi. If this kid can fight for his breath and fight against Fan Zhiqi, wouldn’t it greatly relieve Han Xue’s pressure?

So when Fan Zhiyi looked at Zhuangzhong with a flattering look, Zhuangzhong gave him a strong look, making Young Master Fan think Zhuangzhong remind him that he would act according to the opportunity, and secretly gestured to Zhuangzhong, which made Zhuangzhong lose his temper.

"Fan Zhiyuan, male, born on July 21, 1983..."

"Fan Yingying, female, born on February 16, 1984..."

The thirty-three generations of the Fan family walked forward one by one according to their birth date and reported to Han Xue.

Han Xue solemnly wrote down the man's name in small fly heads on the genealogy.

As for looking up at each other, Han Xue would never dare to do so. These brothers and sisters wanted to eat her raw.

Finally, all the 33rd generation grandsons were continued on the Fan family genealogy, and Han Xue, the youngest, finally wrote down her name seriously on it.

"Fan Xue".

This was what she promised the old man and could not go back on her word. As for outside, Han Xue decided to be the last name of Han.

"Grandpa, I've finished writing it." Han Xue dried the ink traces and handed over the genealogy to the old man.

The old man opened his eyes and nodded.

The incident of Fan's family successor's family genealogy ended here. Although these people were unwilling to accept it, under the strong pressure of the old man, no one dared to express his dissatisfaction head-on.

However, Han Xue was good at doing something with indirect attacks.

For example, Fan Yingying, at Fan Zhiqi's signal, suddenly said: "Today is grandpa's birthday. I prepared a piece of good ancient jade as a birthday party. Grandpa, please take a look."

As he said that, Fan Yingying took out a piece of ancient jade from her bag and handed it to Mr. Fan.

This is a dragon-shaped ring, with the jade ring made of a curly dragon-shaped ring. The dragon opens its mouth and reveals its teeth, the back is decorated with the edge of the door, and the dragon body is decorated with a hooked cloud and thunder pattern. It is commonly known as the "false-yang text". The lines and corners are square and hard, and the patterned style is strong.

There is a dazzling luster in the sunlight, and there is also a hint of majestic color at the end of the white jade, with three colors of blood, yellow and blue, which has a unique meaning.

However, a good thing has a rough estimate of at least 500,000 yuan. Generally, ancient jade with more than three colors of paint is rare, so the price is higher. Moreover, this is a piece of commercial jade, which has a generous workmanship and also enhances its value.

"Well, this jade is good." The old man obviously knew the goods too. After seeing the jade, he exclaimed and then placed it on the table beside him.

Fan Yingying was praised by Mr. Fan and couldn't help but feel proud. She glanced at Han Xue provocatively and stood back.

The meaning contained in Fan Yingying's gaze made Zhuang Chong's heart skip a beat, and he thought that this fat woman was going to play tricks again. Han Xue might be embarrassed later.

However, after thinking solemnly, he came up with a way to deal with it. When he saw it, he was embarrassed!

With Fan Yingying taking the lead, other descendants naturally presented gifts one by one.

Some people gave calligraphy and paintings, some gave supplements, and some gave medicinal wine. The most intriguing thing was that one of them gave half of the old ginseng. When he looked at it solemnly, he concluded that it was a century-old ginseng plant, which contained very strong medicinal effects, enough to allow a weak person to slowly replenish himself into a calf.

And the most important thing is that when a person's life is in danger, he only needs to cut a small piece of this century-old ginseng and hold it in his mouth to hold the last bit of breath.

Although it only has half, it is worth much more than others, and it has caused a lot of discussion among the crowd for a while.

In the end, Fan Zhiqi was the only one who had not given a birthday gift at the scene.

Oh, no, there is also Han Xue.

Fan Zhiqi had a smile on his lips, and he seemed not in a hurry. Instead, he turned his eyes on Han Xue.

These bastards are going to make things difficult for Xiaoxue! Zhuangzhong thought to himself.

Sure enough, Fan Yingying jumped out like Fan Zhiqi's pawn and said contemptuously: "I said Sister Xiaoxue, we all gave gifts, Sister Xiaoxue, where are you?"

When Han Xue was asked by Fan Yingying, her face turned red a little.

This time she brought a birthday peach pastry, and it took Han Xue more than half of her salary to order it at Songyuelou. Although she was very sincere, she was completely incomparable to other people in terms of price. She couldn't even compare with others' fractions.

This made Han Xue not embarrassed.

Fan Yingying was as if Han Xue was about to eat, and smiled pretentiously, "Oh, did Sister Xiaoxue not bring a birthday gift to her grandfather?"

"I...I've brought it!" Han Xue replied stubbornly.

"I brought it? What did you bring? Why don't you take it out for everyone to see? Is it jade agate or ginseng antler? Could it be that it is too precious and I can't bear to show it to us?"

Fan Yingying's words made Han Xue even more afraid to say it.

Even if it is a time-honored cake, it seems to be insufficient. It is just a joke by these people.

"That's right, Sister Xiaoxue, why are you hiding it? Let's open our eyes."

"Everyone has given it, but if you don't give it, how bad it looks? Didn't you really bring a birthday gift?"

"Ahem, don't say that to Sister Xiaoxue, I prove that he brought a birthday gift!" a man suddenly said.

"Ah? Did you see it? What good thing is there, it must be very precious." Others were raising seedlings next to them and making excitement.

"It must be precious. If you want me to tell me, ours are weak compared to others! Songyuelou longevity peaches worth more than 1,000 yuan! Are they precious?"

"Hahahaha... it's so precious, it's so precious. It's more than a thousand dollars...we can't afford it."

In an instant, Han Xue became the focus of everyone's ridicule.

A group of young people smiled unscrupulously, making Han Xue's head lower and she went down, and a trace of tears rolled in her eyes. Han Xue had experienced too much of this humiliation, but every time she experienced it again, Han Xue couldn't help but feel sad.

Even the elders on the periphery showed a hint of smile. Although it was not obvious, the sneer in their eyes betrayed them.

Han Xue almost became the clown at the birthday party for them to have fun.

"Quiet!" Suddenly, the old man spoke.

Everyone hurriedly stopped laughing and calmed down.

"Xiaoxue, go and bring the birthday peach. Grandpa will eat your birthday peach today." The old man said softly.

This kind of maintenance attitude immediately made others even more jealous. They gave millions of things, but the old man never put them on or took them directly. Han Xue gave a thousand-dollar longevity peach and asked the old man to name them. Is this fair?

The crowd that had just calmed down started to talk again, and from time to time there were a few sneers, naturally all of them were facing Han Xue.

"Grandpa, I...I..." Han Xue hesitated, afraid that it would make them even more ridiculous when she really brought the longevity peach.

The old man didn't care, so he patted Han Xue's hand and said, "Go."

"Yes." Han Xue agreed worriedly and wanted to go outside to get longevity peaches.

When she entered the door before, she had already given the birthday peach to the host, so she was seen by Fan Yingying and others.

"No need to go, I'll bring it!" Suddenly, a voice sounded.

Then I saw the cake box solemnly carrying the longevity peach and walking over.

When everyone saw the box in Zhuang Chong's hand, it was indeed a longevity peach cake, and they couldn't help but burst into laughter again.

Han Xue's face turned red in laughter, as if it could even drip.

He was solemn but as thick-skinned as if he was not good. He mentioned Shou Tao to the old man and said diligently: "Old man, this is what I chose with Xiaoxue. It is absolutely delicious! It is much better than those broken things that can only be seen but not eaten!"

As soon as the solemn words were said, they immediately aroused public anger.

Who do you think is a broken thing? I can buy tens of thousands of broken things like you! Who is more broken like this? Everyone scolds in their hearts.

Of course, no one dares to say it. There is no need to say it. Everyone is looking forward to the moment when the box is solemnly opened. At that time, just a burst of laughter together can make Han Xue and the solemn face ruined!
Chapter completed!