Fantasy Westward Journey: My Big Anchor System

The village is relatively harmonious. Apart from some uncles, aunts and cousins ​​who always like to talk about getting married and having children, and how much money they earn every month, nothing annoying or unpleasant has happened.

After everyone left at night, Feng Jun sat happily in the living room, drinking tea with his parents and the little girl Feng Zishan.

Feng Jun is really not what Shen Lin'er said, about not getting along with his family and hiding from a wealthy family.

On the contrary, Feng Jun has a pretty good relationship with his family, and they are not from a so-called wealthy family.

Today, Zhou Cuiping and Feng Jianhua were quite happy. The birthday party was very successful. Although it was not luxurious, everyone gathered together to have a meal and had a happy day.

What really made the two elders happy was that their son brought back a very beautiful girl. When they saw Shen Lin'er for the first time, the two elders even thought of a name for their grandson.

In addition, after many years of mediocrity, my son finally made some achievements. Although I used to say that I just want my two children to be safe and healthy, as a parent, who doesn't want their children to be successful?

Similarly, Feng Jun once hoped that her husband would become successful, which was a bit like rebelling against Tian Gang.

Now that they see their son making money, the two old people are happier than anyone else.

"Xiaojun, I heard from your mom that the Carnival is so valuable? Three thousand yuan for one? Yesterday I was thinking of following those people and recharging a hundred or eighty yuan to buy you some Carnival. Who would have thought that a Carnival would be so expensive?" Feng Jianhua was holding a cigarette in his hand and looking at Feng Jun with some surprise.

Feng Jianhua is a farmer through and through. He doesn't know how to surf the Internet. He usually just listens to novels and watches videos of beautiful girls on his phone. Men are young until they die. Zhou Cuiping has pulled his ears for this matter.

Now, when Feng Jianhua heard Feng Jun say that a carnival would cost three thousand yuan, he still felt that he had underestimated those rich people.

"It's indeed expensive, but some rich people watch live broadcasts just for fun. Some rich people even watch hundreds or thousands of carnivals in one night and spend millions on gifts in one night." Feng Jun said patiently.

"So crazy? Xiaojun, you'd better not do anything illegal. I saw a video a few days ago, and it seemed that some anchors made money through live broadcasting, and they were finally arrested." Feng Jianhua said hurriedly.

Although Feng Jun was making money and Feng Jianhua was happy from the bottom of his heart, when he thought of some of the anchors he often saw appearing on CCTV News, he couldn't help but worry about Feng Jun.

"I'm not stupid. I won't do those things. As for me, I'm just thinking about making money through live streaming. Then I'll build you a big mansion, a five-story one with a garden where you can plant flowers and fish. It will be very beautiful." Feng Jun said happily.

It seemed that his parents had never experienced a good life in their entire lives. Now that he was earning a little money, Feng Jun naturally had hope.

"It doesn't matter whether it's a house or not. It's very troublesome to climb up and down those small Western-style buildings. I think this house is quite comfortable to live in now. It would be more practical for you to get married and have children as soon as possible. I think Miss Shen is a good one." Feng Jianhua said, taking a deep puff of cigarette.

"Your father is right. You should settle the baby's matter first. By the way, do you really have no relationship with that Miss Shen?" Zhou Cuiping agreed hurriedly.

For the two elders, nothing is more real than Feng Jun getting married and having children.

"It's really okay, it's just an ordinary relationship between colleagues. By the way, Mom and Dad, don't just talk about me, talk about Zishan, I heard that there are a lot of little yellow-haired boys in her school. I know what those little yellow-haired boys look like better than anyone else. If you don't take strict measures, your precious daughter might be snatched away by those little yellow-haired boys." Feng Jun hurriedly pointed at Feng Zishan, who was watching the show on the side.

When Feng Zishan heard Feng Jun say this, she was stunned and glared at Feng Jun with her beautiful eyes.

"Zishan, is it true? Are there really so many little yellow-haired guys in your school?" Feng Jianhua became anxious when he heard that his precious daughter might be snatched away by the little yellow-haired guys at any time.

"No, Dad, don't listen to my nonsense. I just don't want you to continue talking about him. I think Sister Lin'er seems to have some feelings for me. If I try harder, maybe something good will happen." Feng Zishan's bright eyes rolled around, and she quickly threw the blame back on Feng Jun.

"Really?" Zhou Cuiping immediately became excited when she heard that her precious son and Shen Lin'er might have a chance.

"Feng Zishan, you are so cruel. Do you still want the phone? If you don't want it, I can save some money. I can go back to sleep tomorrow and don't have to take someone to buy a phone." Feng Jun glared at Feng Zishan and said.

"Brother, yes, of course you do. You said you would buy me a cell phone tomorrow, you can't go back on your word." Feng Zishan said hurriedly.

The huge house was filled with laughter. The whole family was chatting and arguing with each other from time to time, which was particularly warm.

Feng Jun spent the next two days in the village.

It was not until the third day that he returned to his rented house. He had not been online for two days, and Feng Jun was impatient to log into his game account.

As soon as I logged into the game, I saw countless messages appearing in the friend message bar.

What can I do with you: Lao Feng, why aren't you online? You were having so much fun playing that you even forgot to log in?

Two and a half years of training: Jun Ge, let me show you my eleventh skill Thunderbird Man [Thunderbird Man], it's awesome, but the qualifications are a little bit worse. But it doesn't have much impact, the official said that they will launch the Summer Cicada King event in the next update, and the points of the event can be used to draw a lucky draw on the wheel, and the two new items, Lantern Festival and True Scripture, have been added to the wheel.

Fu Sheng Ru Meng: A middle-aged wretched uncle, I run a few business trips when I have nothing to do. The gang needs to be upgraded. I have thrown away a lot of boxes, and I need to upgrade to a level 75 gang as soon as possible.

Huakairuoxiangyi: Lao Feng, you better be careful. I don’t know what the fifth brother of Fantasy did yesterday. He said he wanted to kill you. By the way, that guy seems to have joined the channel and become a member of 68.

Tomorrow Huanghua Pang: Jun Ge, come back online and give me a message. I have prepared 36 level weapons for you to identify. I have already queued up with your assistant and will be on TV tonight.

Donghai White Clothes Man: Lao Feng, are you broadcasting live tonight? If you broadcast live, I will go to your assistant to queue up? Damn, that Qingqiao Xiyu Mian really stepped on my head.