Taking the warehouse

To observe filial piety for three years is something that every dutiful son should do. But Fang Xing, who moved out of the Fang Residence and to a small farm on the outskirts of Beiping, was very happy because he had been living in a daze and didn't need to follow those complicated rituals.,"I'm actually the grandpa!" Fang Xing excitedly raised his thin right hand, wanting to take a bite and see if he was dreaming.,On Fang Xing's right arm, a very noticeable anchor pattern stood out. Fang Xing’s eyes narrowed, and he took a bite out of it.。