Chapter 13 You don't have to look, they are not suitable
Chapter 13 You don't have to go see it, they are not suitable
Author: Youyou still
Chapter 13 You don't have to go see it, they are not suitable
To the east of Jiangcheng, relying on Dongcheng Mountain, people are outstanding and powerful, and every inch of land is valuable.
The old house of the Zhi family is located here. After hundreds of years of inheritance, this ancient building complex that inherits the style of Jiangnan has now developed to 132 rooms.
There are fifty-one independent yards alone, which is the largest ancient building complex in the entire East Continent.
This also made Ye Chan's list of the most valuable real estate properties that have been ranked first in Dongzhou for many years.
The Zhi family was also a prosperous family in the early years, but gradually it became a small family in Zhi Yuanhong's generation.
However, the huge courtyard was lived in, and the care of servants and housekeepers, but it was not abandoned.
The old man has been vegetarian and chanting Buddha's name for many years. He gets up before dawn every day and recites sutras and worships Buddha. He has developed a habit for so many years.
After instructing the servant to serve the prepared breakfast, Uncle Zheng glanced at the old man who had returned from the Buddhist temple.
"The young master hasn't come yet, do I need to arrange someone to invite me?"
The old man has been vegetarian for many years. In order to take care of the taste of the children in the family, the children of Zhi’s family don’t have to accompany him to have breakfast, and they eat dinner alone in another place.
But except for Zhi Huai, the old man’s request was that the grandson had to come and accompany him for breakfast every day.
And after breakfast, I had to copy the scriptures for half an hour before I could let them go.
Zhi Yuanhong wiped his hands with a towel, and said as if he was thinking of something, "Please invite Zhiyuan over."
Uncle Zheng ordered the servant to call people. Logically speaking, the second young master has not yet gone out.
"Old man, why did you think of calling the second young master over?" Uncle Zheng asked with a smile.
After being with the old man for decades, he knew better than anyone else that the old man never did anything irrelevant.
If Zhiyuan and Zhibo had not come over, he would not have forced his children to come and eat vegetarian food with him.
Zhi Yuanhong held the spoon and stirred the porridge in the bowl, and asked without warning, "Do you still remember Ye Fei?"
Uncle Zheng was stunned for a moment and quickly realized, "It seems to be Mr. Luo's granddaughter, right?"
The cute and cute little doll back then was born very beautifully.
When he was with the old man, he often saw her passing through his yard and deliver pastries to the young master who was not very friendly at that time.
The most important thing is that it was the only person who could get close to the young master during that period, and of course he had a deep memory.
"That little girl has returned to Jiangcheng now and came back a month ago."
Uncle Zheng listened and thought for a while, "The young master also came back suddenly a month ago."
Zhi Huai, who had never liked to stay in Jiangcheng, has fled to Beizhou since that incident happened fifteen years ago.
Although the old man felt sorry for him, he had no choice. As long as he could live well, it would be fine, but it didn't matter where he was.
The young master who has always been back on the New Year and the old man’s birthday, suddenly stood at the door of his house in the rain a month ago.
This made the old man happy for a long time.
Uncle Zheng, who reacted, was surprised, "What do you mean is the young master who came back for that lady?"
"Ye Fei has been lost for fifteen years and has made the front page of Jiangcheng as soon as he comes back, which is not news." Zhi Yuanhong said meaningfully.
Uncle Zheng put the newly added bowls and chopsticks on and replied with a smile, "The thing you are most afraid of in this world is the kind of person who is interested."
As he was talking, a slender and upright figure appeared in front of the round arch.
It rained a little in the morning, and the weather was a little cool. Zhi Huai wore a pure black sweatshirt, his hair was messy, and his delicate and handsome face was lazy.
Zhi Yuan, who was following closely behind, was completely different from him. He was wearing a neat suit on his body, and he looked full of energy.
"Grandpa, are you sleeping well?" Zhiyuan said politely.
The old man nodded and signaled him to sit down.
Zhi Huai had already sat down on the old man's left hand and took the porridge bowl handed over by Uncle Zheng with one hand.
The free and casual attitude forms a sharp contrast with the average Zhiyuan.
"Ah Huai is still used to it. The temperature in Jiangcheng is warmer than that in Beizhou. I'm afraid you won't be used to it." Zhiyuan asked with a smile.
The person opposite swallowed the porridge in his mouth, and only raised his eyes and glanced at him, with a bit of laziness in his phoenix eyes.
"It seems that your job is not busy enough, and you still have time to worry about my affairs."
What he said was not intimate, it could be said that he was extremely indifferent.
Zhiyuan was not scared by his attitude and replied with a gentle look on his face, "We are brothers, it is appropriate to care about you."
Uncle Zheng is used to such a scene. The young master is so introverted that he never likes anyone.
Although Young Master Zhiyuan has been raised by the old man since he was a child, he came only after he was five years old and is not as close to the young master.
The old man used breakfast slowly and did not cause any fluctuations in the conversation between the two grandchildren.
After almost the meal, Zhi Yuanhong said, "Do you have any contact with the little girl in the Ye family?"
The old man who was drinking porridge on his left side slowly put down the porridge bowl, holding the handle of the spoon with his slender fingers raised his eyes.
When Zhiyuan heard the old man ask this, he smiled softly, "I have contact. We will have dinner together today and then go to the concert."
The old man agreed after hearing this, "You are not young anymore, and your marriage should have been put on the agenda. That little girl is good. She was smart and clever when she was a child. My grandfather and I are old friends and are also children who know the truth. You are gentle and worthy of you.
It's just right."
After hearing the old man's words, Uncle Zheng silently glanced at the young master who was not speaking.
What does the old man mean? He clearly knew the young master’s thoughts, but he introduced Miss Ye Fei to Mr. Zhiyuan.
Isn't this a nonsense?
If something really happened, it would be a big deal.
"Don't worry, Miss Ye Fei has a good personality. We had a very happy chat last night."
When talking about her, the smile on the corner of Zhiyuan's mouth couldn't stop rising.
The old man drank the porridge from the bowl and took the napkin from Zheng's hand to wipe it. "If you two can succeed, it will be a good marriage, but you still have to see if the little girl is willing and can't force her."
After hearing the old man's words, Zhi Yuan nodded slightly, "Grandpa, don't worry, I know what's going on."
Zhiyuan's expression was light and he had seen someone last night, but he seemed to have really fallen into a passionate love.
Zhi Yuanhong glanced at the man on the table, the palm of his hand placed on the table, was as white as porcelain bones, and the spoon had not moved in the bowl.
The old man made a gesture, and Uncle Zheng obediently placed the two pieces of paper on the table.
"This is sent by the Ye family. I am going to send you the birth date and horoscope first."
The old man's speed is really too fast, no one can say anything quickly after reading it.
Zhiyuan nodded obediently, "It will be true to your wishes."
After breakfast, Zhiyuan said goodbye to the old man and went out to the company.
Only Zhi Yuanhong and Zhi Huai were left sitting together. The old man glanced at Zhi Huai who had not spoken.
“I’m going to copy the scriptures.”
While getting up, Zhi Huai twisted the paper with his eight characters with his fingers, and opened and closed the platinum lighter in his hand.
As the flames stormed, the paper and the handwriting turned into ashes and fell to the ground.
"You don't have to go see it anymore, they are not suitable..."
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