I lost my vegetative state, and I became the richest man in the world

Chapter 304 Feng Shui guy, uh, you have been ten or eight years!Yang Ming thinks that he is the best Feng Shui! !
Yang Jirong was talking with Yang Shuhai and others in the living room.

When he saw Chen Bo and Song Shaoguang coming, Yang Jirong knew that they had something to tell him.

"Mr. Yang, there is something we want to talk to you alone."

"Then go to my room."

Yang Jirong, Chen Bo, and Song Shaoguang came to his room. Yang Jirong hurriedly asked: "Chen Bo, Professor Song, you also went to see my parents' cemetery today? What do you think, is it suitable to move the grave?"

What Yang Jirong is most concerned about is whether the parents' cemetery is suitable for relocation?

According to tradition, the graves of those who have lived for more than ten years have to be relocated. What's more, Yang Jirong's parents' graves have been in the cemetery for more than 20 years, so the graves should be relocated.

Uncle Chen and Song Shaoguang glanced at each other, and Song Shaoguang said: "Mr. Yang, let me tell you first, moving the grave is not that simple. For example, to move the grave, you must at least find a more suitable cemetery than the current one, otherwise, if you move the grave If the new cemetery is not good, then it will cause other problems."

In other words, it is not suitable to move around in the ancestral home, unless a more suitable one can be found.

Yang Jirong nodded, he also knew that was the case, so he asked the two Feng Shui masters to come back and look at it.

"Professor Song, I understand. It is precisely because of that that I want you to take a look at the Dashan in Longchuan to see if there is a new cemetery that is more suitable for parents."

"Mr. Yang, this will take a lot of time, and I'm afraid it won't be resolved within a year or so. If the cemetery is moved to another place at will, then there may be problems."

A year and a half?
Yang Jirong felt a little pity.

It is impossible for him to stay in his hometown for so long, and he will return to Xiangjiang after the Spring Festival, so he cannot spend so much time on this aspect.

He felt that if there was a suitable place in the nearby mountains, the grave would be moved after the sweeping of the grave.

At this time, Chen Bo said: "Mr. Yang, if you don't mind us telling you the truth, I will tell you now."

"The truth? Uncle Chen, tell me."

"It's like this. At the beginning, before we came back, we thought that your son, Mr. Yang, was able to achieve such a great achievement and become the richest man in Hong Kong and even the Chinese. It must be because of the good Fengshui in his hometown and even the ancestor's private house. After we go to see it today, In fact, I found Feng Shui to be very general.”

General Feng Shui?
Doesn't that say?
Yang Jirong also seems to have reacted.

"Mr. Yang, that is indeed the case. At first we thought there was something wrong with the compass. We checked it many times and combined with the environment there, we found that it was indeed the case." Song Shaoguang also said.

At this time, Yang Jirong also understood.

That is to say, his son Yang Ming's current achievements have nothing to do with the feng shui of his hometown's ancestral grave.

After he heard it, Yang Jirong felt happier instead.

"You two, if that's the case, then it means that my son is on his own."

"Mr. Yang is indeed like that."

If you want to say that Li Jiacheng is so successful because of Zhuang Yueming from Vanves.

So now that Mr. Yang is so successful, they feel that Mr. Yang is entirely on his own, not the wealth brought by his ancestors' Feng Shui blessing.

"Uncle Chen, Professor Song, I understand."

"We dare not and do not want to deceive or fool you about this matter. Therefore, we still need to explain clearly to you. Of course, it is precisely because of this that we can see how powerful your son Mr. Yang is." Song Shaoguang said sincerely.

Chen Bo, Song Shaoguang and Yang Jirong finished speaking.

Yang Jirong was still very happy inside.

Yang Jirong went to call Li Yufang and Yang Ming.

In the room, Yang Jirong told Chen Bo and Song Shaoguang what they had just said.

"Sir, you mean that the feng shui of the cemetery of the ancestors of the Yang family is very ordinary. Under normal circumstances, it is impossible for Peter to be so rich?" Li Yufang asked in disbelief.

"Bo Chen and Professor Song really think that way."

Yang Ming was surprised when he heard it.

He had to say that these two masters really did not lie to his father.

Yang Ming knew very well that if the Yang family's Feng Shui was really that good, then the villagers of the Sanjiaotang production team would not be so poor.

Even with Yang Ming's predecessor, it was impossible for him to turn into a vegetable in a car accident, and even, in the end, he was taken away by a soul from the future.

In other words, Yang Ming's current achievements really have nothing to do with the Feng Shui of the Yang family, but have something to do with Yang Ming himself.

On this point, Yang Ming can confirm that Chen Bo and Song Shaoguang do have something, at least in terms of Feng Shui theory, they are very good at it and did not lie to them.

If it’s other geomancers, uh, you’ll be ten or eight years old, and a fortune teller, uh, you’ll be three or fifty years old.

Anyway, these things are often fooled by Mr. Feng Shui alone, you can believe it or not.

Considering Mr. Yang's status and influence in Xiangjiang, Chen Bo and Song Shaoguang did not dare to cheat.

They could see that the feng shui in Mr. Yang's hometown was also average, and the feng shui in the ancestral grave was even more average. Under such circumstances, they were even more surprised that Mr. Yang was able to achieve such an achievement.

"Daddy, Mommy, no matter whether Uncle Chen and Professor Song have lied to us or not, we went back to our hometown to pay homage to our ancestors and visit their graves. It was all out of filial piety and respect for our ancestors. It had nothing to do with other things. In my opinion , Everything is won by oneself, not by others.”

"Peter, you are right. When we come back this time, we simply pay respects to our ancestors and visit their graves. That is also to commemorate our ancestors and show that we have not forgotten that we are a member of this place."

Now Yang Jirong couldn't figure it out either.

"Peter, you're really nice."

Li Yufang also said.

Yang Ming did not stay.

When Yang Ming left, Yang Jirong breathed a sigh of relief for some reason.

He already understood the explanation of Chen Bo and his wife, as well as Yang Ming's words.

If it was really the blessings of the ancestors, then their family would not be rich now, and his brothers should also become rich, but they didn't.

As Song Shaoguang just said, moving the grave is not so easy, and it will take at least a year and a half to find a more suitable cemetery.

Under such circumstances, Yang Jirong might have to give up his plan to relocate his parents' graves.

In other words, when he came back to his hometown this time, apart from Yang Ming recognizing his ancestors and returning to his clan, he would visit his ancestors' graves, and finally spend the Spring Festival in his hometown before returning to Xiangjiang.

"Mr. Yang, I wonder if your father just told you?"

Yang Ming just returned to the room.

Chen Bo and Song Shaoguang came over.

"Uncle Chen, Professor Song, in my opinion, you are the best Feng Shui!"

Is it the best feng shui?

Chen Bo and Song Shaoguang seemed thoughtful.

When the two left, Yang Ming was in the room looking out the window.

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