The group came to the house rented by the fat rich man, which was not far from Chengliu's home, and he often visited here when he was a child. Years after the neighbors moved down the hill, he still remembers the layout of the house, which was a rocky hill behind the house, and between the rocky hill and the house, there was a vegetable garden, which was once full of greens. He had wanted to find an opportunity to sneak away with the help of his familiarity with the terrain, and he thought that although these people fought well, they were not necessarily his opponents for climbing mountains.

But after entering the gate, I realized that I had thought simply. The wealthy built a two-storey steel structure house in the open space between the back of the house and the stone mountain, which was connected with the front house to form a two-hall courtyard. After a simple arrangement of the outside, the large courtyard inside is full of delicate potted plants such as pine, bamboo, plum and orchid, the house is furnished with Ming and Qing dynasty furniture, ancient paintings are hung on the wall, and antiques are placed on the table, which is very similar to the arrangement he has seen in the Qing court opera.

He was taken by a maid to the study on the second floor of the inner entrance, where incense was burning on a small leaf rosewood tea table, and a simple tea set was placed next to the incense. There are two sets of books on the bookshelf behind the desk, namely "Diamond Sutra" and "Zeng Guofan", this elegant and modest arrangement, but where can it fit the temperament of the fat rich man. After a while, the fat rich man came in with a wheelchair, and on the wheelchair sat a silver-haired old man in his eighties, dressed in plain clothes, holding a string of quilts in his hand to form a jade vajra bodhi.

When they entered, the maid went out and closed the door. The old man sat down on the master's seat, pointed to the empty chair in front of the table, and said, "Sit!" "It's not loud, but it has a majesty that has endured the vicissitudes of life. Chengliu glanced at the fat rich man standing beside the old man, as if he was waiting for his instructions. Seeing Cheng Liu's expression, the old man glanced at the wound on his face again, turned his head and glanced at the fat rich man reproachfully, and said in an accentuated tone: "Is this how you treat your friends?" ”

The fat rich man lowered his head and said with some grievances: "Dad, I didn't do anything!" His wounds were inflicted by someone else. ”

The old man said: "There are no three hundred taels of silver here!" ”

The fat rich man said: "Don't believe it, you keep asking him." ”

Cheng Liuxin smiled secretly in his heart, this old man didn't say anything about his injury, so he defended himself first. Looking at the attitude of this fat man, he must be very afraid of his father, why don't he plan it, and pretend that the more he is afraid of this fat man, the more suspicious the old man will be of him. So he pretended to look at the fat rich man cowardly, and said, "Yes...... Yes. ”

The old man glanced at Cheng Liu, smiled at the corner of his mouth, glanced at the fat rich man again, shook his head, and said, "He's smarter than you." You go out first, and I'll talk to this young man. The fat rich man gave Cheng Liu a fierce look and prepared to go out. Cheng Liu, when he saw it, he started to perform again, bowed to the fat rich man, and said, "Boss, I didn't say anything, I didn't say that it was your hand." It's true. Then he turned to the old man and said, "Dad, no, boss's father, I didn't say that the boss beat me!" He only said that he didn't say that he beat him, but he didn't say that he didn't beat him, and deliberately said the wrong thing, deliberately provoking the old man's association again. The fat rich man had a hard time making his mouth clear, his nose was panting, he left the study, came to the front guest hall, and shouted to the thugs: "That kid had better be the descendant of the family, otherwise Lao Tzu will chop him up and feed him to the dog!" Seeing that the boss was so angry, everyone echoed the righteous indignation.

After the fat rich man left, the old man showed a kind smile and said to Cheng Liu, "Young man, can you sit down now?" As he spoke, the old man took out his mobile phone and opened a photo, and the hero of the photo was Chengliu.

After Chengliu sat down, the old man spoke again: "Your name is Chengliu?" "Chengliu is inexplicable, he didn't tell those people his name, how did this old man know? He remembered that he had almost been killed by the fat rich man when he encountered them, but after he said his origin, they immediately changed their attitude, especially this old man, who was so kind to him. They had never met, but why were they so friendly to themselves? If something goes wrong, there must be a demon! Even if you find out your own details, you must have something to do with yourself! He thought again, he was alone, what could he do for them? That's right, the house! He suddenly realized that this old man likes the house in the mountains, and he must be thinking about his own dilapidated house, which is the only thought that his grandmother left for himself, and he can't give it to him. He thought about it, this house had been transferred to his father after his grandfather died, and if they wanted this dilapidated house, they should go directly to their irresponsible father, what was the use of finding themselves? By the way, they must be afraid that I will denounce them, deliberately hurt people, and poaching, which are all serious crimes, and the fat rich man does not dare to kill his mouth, so please bring out his father, one sings red face, the other sings white face, and wants to persuade himself to keep his mouth shut. It's not impossible, it depends on how much they give. Thinking of this, he was suddenly a little excited, and it seemed that the fight was not in vain. He was going to blackmail them well, so he said, "It's not impossible to want me to keep my mouth shut, but ......"

The old man still squinted, but there was a suffocating depth in his gaze that did not match his expression. This gaze made Cheng Liu's words come to an abrupt end, he had an urge to leave here, but he restrained himself, he had already made it this far, maybe they would really give him a lot of money?

After a few seconds of silence amid the old man's kind smile, the old man spoke: "Tell me the story of your ancestors!" ”

Nariyu protests against the old man's actions, but on the surface he shows respect for the old man's unangry and threatening gaze, and he forgets that he is not on trial, but negotiating. So he told the story that his grandfather told him for the first time that had only been circulated in the family in recent decades, because after the founding of New China, no outsiders believed it.

In the process of listening, the old man's gaze became dull, and even a little lost, until he finished speaking, he was able to return to that profundity. The old man closed his eyes and pondered for a moment, opened his eyes, picked up the Buddhist beads, looked out the window and said, "Think about it, it's almost a hundred and fifty years!" ”

Cheng Liudao: "Why are you so clear? ”

The old man said: "The year when Jiu Shuai went to Hubei Pingzhu, it was the fourth year of Tongzhi. The old man seemed to be recalling something, but that was more than a hundred years ago, and more than seventy years had passed since he was born, and his behavior made Chengliu feel a little strange. After a while, the old man saw Chengliu's doubts, so he explained, "I am now from Heyetang, Shuangfeng County, and I am the same townsman as Lord Di Weng and Jiu Shuai. My surname is Zeng, and my name is Zeng Wrong, the fault of the fault. ”

After hearing the wrong name, I thought that he must have a parent who was as irresponsible as himself and gave him such a name. Cheng Liu wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, but the corners of his mouth moved slightly, but this action was captured by Zeng Cuo's sharp gaze, and then said: "This name was not given by my parents, but I changed it for myself after I converted to Buddhism." In front of this old man, it seems that all the secrets in Cheng Liu's heart are written on his face.

"Unexpectedly, I also arrived in Nanyue a few months ago before I heard that there are descendants in the family, I have been asking people to look for it, I can't imagine that there is nowhere to find the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get there." It was wrong.

Cheng Liu was puzzled: "Why are you looking for me?" Why is there so much concern for this story? Also, why are you looking for deer? ”