Su Xin, who didn't sleep all night last night, leaned his head on the glass of the bus and thought about his thoughts, and didn't have the heart to look at the scenery flashing outside the window.

She turned her head to look at her sleeping mother, her mind mixed with mixed feelings.

At 4 o'clock in the morning, when it was half past dawn, the mother and daughter got into the car, just because the meeting of the father's family was often held after morning tea. The bus drove all the way from the city to the outskirts of the city, got on the national highway expressway, and entered the suburbs after exiting the gateway, bumpy all the way.

The people in the family keep saying that they are part of the family, and they must abide by the rules and not be late.

"When it comes to property distribution, we don't count as family." Su Xin muttered quietly.

Driving into the mountain pass, the mother and daughter got out of the car and walked towards the ancient town on foot. It stands to reason that there should be a car going to the town at the mountain crossing, but in the early morning, no one wants to go to work in such a remote place.

The road is built in the mountains, with cliffs on the side, and in some places there are not even protective fences, so from the feeling that walking on such a mountain road will inevitably send chills down the spine.

I don't know how many stones they stepped on and how many rope bridges they crossed, Su Xin and her mother finally came to Baishan Town.

There seemed to be some kind of rally on the street, and the traffic was busy, rubbing shoulders, and people were buzzing. Su Xin had no intention of going to the market, he just wanted to rush to his father's house as soon as possible to end this nightmare and go home to sleep well.

If I still have a home after today.

"Wait, wait." Mother Su Fangran grabbed Su Xin: "We can't go empty-handed." Then Su Fangran carefully selected a bunch of fruits, durians, bananas, cherry tomatoes, a basket full of them, so heavy that the two of them had to take turns to carry them.

In the center of the town, there is this mansion, the ancient Hui style wing building, the three-story gatehouse, the front eaves of the hall are more generational, Nan wood, thick and round, and the column base is not carved. Judging from its structure and carvings, there are many characteristics and styles of the Yuan Dynasty.

Above the door hangs a plaque on the door of the mansion: Su Mansion.

"Xiao Xin, you wait, bear with your temper, don't make a big fuss." Su Fangran reminded.

Su Xin looked up and gradually became nervous, this was the last place she wanted to come back. Whenever her mentality was unstable, she habitually clenched her fists, bit her tongue, and let the pain force her inner stability.

Crossing the high threshold, the sweeping housekeeper shouted: "Don't step on it! ”

Turning the peach wood screen that covered the hall, Su Xin saw that there were already five people sitting on the six chairs in the lobby, the eldest, with a long white beard on his chin, dressed in Tang costumes, and his grandfather who was blowing tea covers. Since the death of his beloved grandfather, he has been in charge of the family, but it is obvious that he doesn't treat Su Xin very well, and he doesn't pay attention to the two of them when he sees them entering the door.

"Oh, Fangran is here, I've been waiting for a long time." The second sister, Su Mu, got up with a greeting, planning to pull the two of them to take a seat. Su Fangran smiled and struggled to lift the fruit basket.

"Well, let it go." The eldest brother waved his hand, crossed his legs, and didn't even have the will to get up.

Su Xin was not surprised by the oppressive atmosphere, and put the fruit basket in his mother's hand next to the table, and then retreated to its original position.

"Hmm." Grandpa Su Luohe put down the blue and white tea cup in his hand, raised his head, as if he had just seen the two of them, grinned, and then put back his unsmiling face, pulled out a hoarse voice, and seemed to have a mouthful of phlegm stuck in his throat: "Xiao Zhang, give a seat." ”

Su Xin only felt that this smile was hypocritical and ridiculous.

The butler put down the broom in his hand, bent down and pulled out the two benches from the storage room, dusted off the dust that had fallen on them, stretched out his hand, and motioned for the mother and daughter to sit down.

So we don't have a formal seat, do we? Su Xin sneered, and her mother Su Fangran tugged at her sleeve and gave her a look.

The two sat down on the side.

"Fang Ran, how are you doing lately, are you still doing the work of the network administrator?" The eldest sister chewed almonds in her mouth, and the fat on her face was piled up, looking fat and disgusting. The cheongsam on his body was propped up, and his mouth was painted with thick lipstick, which looked out of place with the style of ancient costumes.

Su Fangran took over the conversation: "Ah, the boss has a relationship with Jiacheng, and the treatment given to me is not low, and my life is relatively easy." ”

"Of course, you don't have to pay rent." The eldest brother said, obviously in a bad tone, and directly pointed to today's topic.

Of course, Su Xin heard the thorns in his words, and retorted: "Uncle's recent complexion is also good, why, he just came out today?" ”

She is making fun of the topic that her eldest brother has entered the bureau.

"Yo." Grandpa Su Luohe put down the teacup, and his tone was slow and long: "This outsider, it's just not as close as his family, he speaks, it's thorny." He turned his head to look at Su Xin's eldest brother, who nodded hurriedly. lives in our house, gnaws on our old book, and has a good temper? ”

"Xiao Xin is still young and ignorant." Su Fangran smiled.

"That's Dad's ......" Su Xin clutched the corner of his clothes and muttered quietly.

"What?" The eldest brother was furious and slapped the table: "What the hell, which yard of ours is not my father's?" Do you think that if your grandfather gives the house to the third brother, he will be able to keep it? ”

"That's it." The eldest sister threw down the almond shell and let out a sharp and ugly shout: "Besides, Jiacheng and our grandfather have passed away, and you are still occupying the house, so you are not ashamed." ”

The second sister Su Mu is young and not very old, so she is timid and casts a sympathetic look at Su Fangran's mother and daughter.

"The real estate certificate is clearly written, clearly and clearly, Su Jiacheng! It's my dad's, even if he's gone, it should be transferred to a relative's name, that's my mom. Su Xin roared.

Although his mother told him many times not to get angry, Su Xin knew in his heart that he was not shouting this for himself, but for his mother who was about to cry on the side.

"Who said that?" A loud voice came from the corridor in the backyard.

Su Xin was very familiar with this voice, and the moment it came to her ears, a flame ignited in her heart, her hands trembled slightly, and anger and cowardice suddenly occupied her brain.

There was a solid sound of stepping on the ground in the direction of the corridor, and each step was very heavy and calm.

"Who said that?" Behind the door came a tall figure, dressed in a crisp dark black suit, with sword eyebrows and round eyes, a shiny back combed, and shiny leather shoes.

This person is the enemy that Su Xin will never forget in his life, his second uncle: Su Jiamu.

It was him back then, when his father was critically ill and still alive, he proposed to the family to take back the house, in those days, his father's condition continued to deteriorate, and he did not get better, and his mother washed his face with tears every day, which was a period of darkness directly caused by him, so Su Xin hated this person.

"Xiao Xin? There you are? Su Jiamu smiled, and Su Xin's stomach was filled with nausea.

Su Jiamu sat next to Su Mu and took her hand. "As we all know, the third brother also said before leaving, he wrote a suicide note and put it in a drawer, but then it disappeared. You say that this house is yours, but from a legal point of view, it is not appropriate. ”

It's this guy again! Su Xin glared at him angrily, his eyes stabbed at him like a sharp sword, as if he wanted to cut him with a thousand knives.