"The setting is based on the house we are in now. The story and the characters are based on all the documents here and the genealogy of the Northern Underworld. ”

"I don't know why, maybe I've listened to you a lot, and I have a feeling that it really happened. ”

Jiang Shen called back that the future of his aunt's old man had been arranged.

Zigui listened to what Jiangbei Beichen explained, and she couldn't figure it out: "Why is it so simple after my aunt's death?"

"A person has experienced a lot, and he looks down on everything. A lot of people in the family don't like it with my aunt. ”

The rain stopped outside, and Jiang Beichen took his son back: "Accompany me to send my aunt." ”

"Good. ”

The entire old mansion of the Jiang family is backed by mountains and rivers.

In the words of a feng shui master, this is an excellent feng shui treasure in the location, and the whole old mansion is located at the head of the dragon vein.

Lakefront.

Jiang Beichen, Zigui, Jiang Shen.

Three provoked a leaf boat.

The head and tail of the boat are tied with white silk, and white candles are fixed on the boat, and they circle around the entire boat to light the road ahead for the aunt.

Jiang Shen paddling.

Jiang Beichen put his aunt's urn in Zigui's hand, and he scattered the ashes from the box in Huzheng

"Good all the way. ”

When the boat travels to the center of the lake.

Stop it.

Together, the three of them put the lantern that had been prepared long ago into the lake.

At this time, there was the sound of wooden fish on the shore, accompanied by bursts of Sanskrit singing.

Zigui heard the sound and saw that the distance was far away, although he couldn't see clearly, but he knew that there was only one person.

At this time, she realized that she had misunderstood him, and her aunt's future life was not simple but extremely attentive.

Sending my aunt on the last trip was Jiang Beichen and Jiang Shen, who my aunt cared about.

The night is cold and dewy.

"It's time. Jiang Shen reminded.

At the same time, the sound of wooden fish from the shore, Sanskrit singing, suddenly stopped.

"Okay, let's go back. ”

Zigui didn't understand what they meant, she glanced at the time, it was exactly midnight hour.

I thought in my heart that it must be meaningful and exquisite.

In the next middle school, Jiangbei Chenzi copied a hundred scriptures together, and they were to be burned for her aunt in the first seven.

Fortunately, in this one, Jiang Shen blocked a lot of things for Jiang Beichen.

Until the evening, the old lady of the Jiang family arrived.

With the arrival of Mrs. Jiang, the entire Jiang family began to be lively.

"Ming is the day to worship ancestors. Jiang Beichen put away the copied scriptures, looked at the Zigui that had been packed, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face: "Let's go." ”

"Good. ”

Jiang Beichen came out of the courtyard with his son.

Along the way, red paper lamps were hung on the eaves, swaying in the wind, and the ancient taste became stronger and stronger.

The vestibule of the old house.

The old lady sat on the side, and the positive position was reserved for Jiang Beichen.

Side by side.

There are ten mahogany Taishi chairs on one side, which are already full of people at this time.

From the beginning to the end, from the descendants to the collateral lines, they are all people with high seniority in the Jiang family.

The other generations also stood aside respectfully.

When it was lively, with the arrival of Jiang Beichen, the whole hall was extremely quiet in an instant.

Everyone's eyes fell on Zigui's body and Zigui's wrist.

Such attention made her slightly nervous, and her heart was drumming.

However, there was a calm look on his face.

In front, there is no child in the seat.

The red cheongsam woman beside the old lady pulled out a chair: "Sir." ”

Jiang Beichen didn't seem to see or hear, and looked at Ji who was standing aside: "Bring a chair." ”

He let Zigui sit in the right seat.

As Zigui sat down, everyone was curious, but they only muttered in their hearts.

People who understand in their hearts naturally know the status of this woman in Jiang Beichen's heart when they see this scene, but there are still many people who can't tell the difference between the southeast and the northwest.

Ji put the chair next to Zigui, Jiang Beichen sat down, smiled, and looked at everyone: "Everyone is free." ”

But no one dares to be casual.

The woman in the red cheongsam didn't say a word, smiled, and quietly retreated to the old lady's side.

A few of the many people knew Zigui, and most of them had only heard of this person but had never seen him.

There are also many people who don't know each other in the first place.

Undoubtedly, in addition to the elders of the Jiang family, who are interested in Zigui.

And then there are those sisters of the family, women who already have thoughts about Jiang Beichen.

Jiang Beichen's eyes were smiling, Zigui didn't take the initiative to talk to the old lady, he didn't feel anything wrong.

"Mr. Zhou, to me, she likes you very much. The old lady smiled all over her face: "She has a good impression of you." ”

"Fortunately, Zigui met Mr. Zhou once. ”

"Hmm. The old lady arrived: "There are many people in the family. Many generations still can't recognize the people in their families. It is also the time for everyone to get together relatively little. Even if it is ancestor worship, not everyone can get it. Of all the people in the family, it doesn't matter if others can't remember it, you must remember it clearly in the future. ”

"Yes. ”

The old lady nodded and stood up: "Let's go, you go with me, an old woman, to meet the other elders in the family." There is still something going on in Beichen here. ”

"Good. Zigui smiled and was generous, as if he was very familiar with the old lady and not the first time he had met.

"Grandmother, your grandson's daughter-in-law will be handed over to you, but you can't let people bully you. "Jiang Beichen doesn't seem to be true.

Outsiders seem to be joking, but they understand in their hearts that it is important, Jiang Beichen is serious.

"Can your people be bullied?" the old lady looked at Jiang Beichen and smiled: "When the sun rises in the west, isn't it?"

Zigui smiled: "In this way, this Zigui wants to experience the feeling of a fox and a fake tiger." ”

The old lady listened to Zigui's words, and was stunned for a moment, obviously not expecting it.

She laughed.

The eyes were full of joy, and it seemed that Zigui's words made the old lady blessed

Such a scene falls on those who want to find trouble for their son, but it is so ironic in the eyes.

The old lady took Zigui and walked towards the side hall: "I checked, you are not Beichen's wife." ”

"The old lady refers to my family background?"

"Your family background also determines your abilities. Those daughters of the family, they have been cultivated according to the standard of Jiang Jia's daughter-in-law.

When they get married, they will take over the family affairs, and it will be smooth sailing, different from you. ”

"Yours right. Zigui still had a smile on her lips, as if the old lady's words were not her, but someone else.

The old lady thought that Zigui would not be able to laugh: "You must learn to retreat in the face of difficulties." ”

"It's not my character to give up without trying.

At the very least, I should try, maybe any of your old people think that I have the ability to face difficulties, but it is not allowed. Zigui looked at the old man beside her, and a faint smile rose on her lips.

"Last night, Mr. Beichen returned me, in fact, there is still a little bit of the spirit of house fighting in my bones. ”