My name is Xilingyi. （

I was born in the Lost City, a small border town.

Here all year round, in December, there is a ** month of wind and sand, and it is rare to see a trace of greenery. If you don't veil yourself when you go out, you can wash out a pot of mud when you come home.

My grandfather and father are the two biggest officials in the city, and there is no bigger official than my grandfather and father in the entire city.

When everyone saw my grandfather and my father, they had to curry favor.

So my ideal is to be a second-generation X, with a group of dogs, wandering the streets every day, flirting with big girls and little daughters-in-law.

I'm happy with this life.

Maybe it's because of the high and powerful relationship of our Xiling family, our family is very different from the neighbors around us, what do you say? The word that the eldest sister once said, yes, is called out of place.

First of all, we have a lot of family, in addition to my great-grandfather, grandfather, grandmother, there are also great aunts who are not in the same family, there is a second uncle who is not the same mother as my father, there is also a second aunt, and a sister who is four years older than me.

But I've always wondered, isn't there only one aunt? Why is it called the second aunt, and where did the eldest aunt go?

When I was a child, I was ignorant, and I asked my mother, but my mother's face changed greatly, covered my mouth, and told me seriously that my aunt was a taboo and could not be mentioned in front of anyone in the future.

Although I didn't understand why, I still remembered this in my heart when I looked at my mother's terrible face.

The relationship between grandfather and grandmother does not seem to be very good, and the relationship between mother and father seems to be average, and they seem to respect each other.

Unlike Wang Zhuangzhuang's mother, who yelled at his father like a dog every day, his strong father still followed his mother around.

I asked my mother why she was different from other people's mothers.

The mother smiled and said that she was a big family in Houmen, naturally different from the wild women in the countryside, and said that she would also find me a beautiful and temperamental daughter-in-law in the future.

I want to have a daughter-in-law who is as beautiful and temperamental as my mother.

So I'm always watching.

My grandmother and mother, although dressed like the neighbors on the left and right, were very good-looking and pleasing to the eye.

Their hair is combed better than everyone else's, and they speak softly.

Unlike Li Ergou's mother and grandmother next door, when she got angry, she stood at the door, scolding from morning to noon with her waist in her heart, without taking a breath.

It's not like the strong mother of the king of the door doesn't like to clean up, the house is as messy as a dog kennel, the clothes have never been washed, and the back of the neck is as black as the bottom of the pot.

Where is like me, the clothes are always clean when I go out, and at first glance, I am the eldest young master of the powerful, rich and capricious people, and they can only be my attendant.

I deeply believe in my mother's words.

Our house was clean and tidy, and my great-grandfather was not the same as the old man in other people's houses.

His hair is gray, his face is wrinkled like a chrysanthemum, and he doesn't look like an old man, walking around the street every day with his hands behind his back, listening to dramas or something.

nests in his study every day, and it is difficult to go out.

Occasionally when he goes out and sees me, he will sigh with complicated eyes, and when he sees the eldest sister, he will also sigh with complicated eyes, and when he sees the flowers and plants in the house, he will still sigh with complicated eyes.

I rather don't understand why my great-grandfather always sighed and was unhappy. His son is a general, and his son's son is also a general.

In the relict city, there is no greater official than our Xiling family.

What's not to like?

I secretly asked my mother, and my mother's face became very complicated, with loneliness and reminiscence, as well as deep tiredness and despair.

The despair that came out of my mother's bones made me feel scared.

So I slipped out of the house and didn't rush back until the evening.

When I came back at night, I was tired of playing, and I fell asleep directly in my mother's arms, and I heard my mother seem to say something to my father in a daze, "regret...... Shouldn't...... It's late...... Trouble...... It's all her ......" and something like that.