Everyone has a weakness, and Lu Tianhao's father embarked on drug trafficking for him, and he fell deeper and deeper step by step. But he was not allowed to contact drugs, he has never been able to understand why he can't live like a normal family, he spends every day drinking to numb himself, thinking that life is just like this, and has fun wantonly.

When Ye Yaxi would rather die for Xue Chenhe, he seemed to suddenly realize that if he hadn't betrayed her at the beginning, he would treat him like this. He also longs for a sincere emotion, when he wants to stop, everything wakes up too late, does too many bad things, takes a step, he can't turn back.

Just let her go, Ye Yaxi just walked to the door of the house, and Xue Chenhe appeared in a white shirt.

"I don't answer the phone, I don't know how worried I am about you."

"My phone is out of battery, do you have something to do with me?" Ye Yaxi didn't want him to worry, so she casually made up a reason.

"Follow me." Xue Chenhe took her hand and got into the car, what was he going to do? She was tired from a long day at work.

Xue Chenhe covered her eyes and told her to keep moving forward, and suddenly lowered her eyes.

Ye Yaxi opened her eyes, the snowflakes were flying all over the sky, the scene was beautifully arranged, but she didn't feel the cold, she squatted down and picked up cotton wool.

Although it was not a snowflake, he must have seen the Weibo dynamics, the fatigue of the day was all gone, and he was full of emotion.

Ye Yaxi opened her hands and danced happily in the falling cotton like wings.

"This snow is for you alone."

"It's the first time I've heard of cotton." Ye Yaxi smiled and teased.

On the day of the birthday banquet, Xue Chenhe's car was parked outside the town.

The birthday banquet is the complete opposite of the Western banquet, with red lanterns hanging at the door, everyone wearing ancient costumes, and the words "respect for ancestors and respect for the elderly" are written on the door.

There is a feeling of traveling through ancient times, the prominent Xiao family, Xue Chenhe's grandfather Xiao He has a very high status, and he is the thirteenth descendant of the surname, and He got it from his grandfather.

Family surnames are generally passed down from the important ministers of the ancient court, and they not only inherit the prominent bloodline, but also retain the family style and education of the children of the clan.

The Xiao family regards loyalty and filial piety as the traditional family style, and filial piety is the first, inheriting the quality of the family style. He attaches great importance to seniority, and when he sees his elders, he is a big gift.

My grandfather was in good spirits, and when he entered his old age, he loved collecting antiques, and the classical Chinese style room was full of paintings, calligraphy, porcelain, jade, ancient books, ancient coins, bronzes, and sculptures.

"Hello grandpa, I wish you a happy birthday and a long life."

After Ye Yaxi saluted, she received a big red envelope from her grandfather, and when she met for the first time, the elders would give her daughter-in-law who had never met as a gift according to the rules of her ancestors.

"For the heirloom given to you by Xue Chenhe's mother."

Xiao He handed Ye Yaxi a delicate antique box, which not only had gift money, but also family heirlooms. For a big family like theirs, heirlooms must be very valuable.

Ye Yaxi asked in a low voice: "Do I accept it or not?" ”

"Of course, the elders give it away."

This kind of antique jewelry is priceless, Ye Yaxi feels heavy in her hand, the lie is getting deeper and deeper, if she knows that she is pretending to be her fiancée and being accused of fraud, her life will be over.

Ye Yaxi looked at the antiques collected by his grandfather, and his ancestors thousands of years ago were able to make such exquisite cultural relics. Antiques are cultural heritage and rare items left to us by our ancestors.

There are countless historical, cultural, and social information deposited on it, and this information cannot be replaced by any other artifact. Because antiques can be used as a kind of plaything, we later called them "antiques".