The short-lived ghost of the Xie family has lived a long life

Chapter 508
"Who said my father is abnormal?"

Zhu Weixi glared at Mr. Pei fiercely, "I am my father's first daughter. How many years has he been looking forward to it!"

what are you staring at me for?

I am also doing this to resolve my thoughts and demons.

Little Mr. Pei couldn't help but ask again: "Where are your two girls? Does your father still feel pain?"

"It hurts, but not as much as me. My dad only teases them and doesn't hug them."

Zhu Weixi: "For this reason, the second sister and the third sister have been jealous of me since they were little. They always say that my father is partial. But people's hearts are inherently biased. Don't you think so, Mr. Pei?"

"Yes Yes Yes!"

Little Mr. Pei scratched his chin and said to himself that everything you women say makes sense.

It does make sense.

Mao gave birth to three sons in a row. Zhu Xuanjiu wanted a daughter. He had been looking forward to it for a long time, so he naturally doted on her.

Most things in this world cannot escape the word "rare".

The eldest daughter is rare, the second daughter, and the third daughter are normal.

And Zhu Weixi was worthy of this favor. When Zhu Xuanjiu was ill for several months, she ran to her parents' home for several months.

At such a critical time, she stood up without fear.

This is what family love is like. You give a little and I give a little in return. It cannot be fake.

Little Master Pei glanced at Yan Sanhe and saw that she had no intention of speaking, so he asked: "Aside from loving you, is there anything else that Mr. Zhu will never forget?"

Zhu Weixi thought for a while and said: "My father is a bit unsociable. Others say he is aloof, but I don't think so. These days, only those who are capable are aloof; those who are incompetent are just flattering."

When little Mr. Pei thought of himself, he slapped the table: "Well, that's the truth!"

"My father is a Gu family. When he enters the house, he takes off his official uniform and doesn't like to run out."

Zhu Zhuxi: "I also like to stay at home during the holidays and study fortune telling and Feng Shui. By the way, my father doesn't drink, and he doesn't allow my three brothers to drink. He..."

"Wait."

Yan Sanhe suddenly said, "Are you a teetotaler?"

Zhu Weixi: “I don’t drink alcohol at all.”

Yan Sanhe: "Why?"

Zhu Weixi thought for a while, "I don't know, he hasn't drank since I can remember."

Yan Sanhe: "Li Buyan, go and ask your wife right away, or you can ask the manager, why Mr. Zhu doesn't drink."

Li Buyan: "I'm not going, Huang Qi, you go."

Huang Qi didn't dare to refute at all, so she turned around and left.

Little Mr. Pei winked at Yan Sanhe: Why does there seem to be something wrong with this girl?
Yan Sanhe could only smile bitterly in his heart: It must be that he has not recovered from his tone.

"Miss Yan."

"Ok?"

Zhu Weixi asked anxiously: "What's wrong with not drinking?"

"Nothing wrong."

Yan Sanhe comforted her.

"To resolve thoughts and demons, you have to ask more detailed questions. You have to ask about every detail, and sometimes you have to check it. You go on."

Say what?

In Zhu Weixi's mind, his father is the best man in the world.

"When I have something on my mind, I don't dare to tell my mother, so I tell my father secretly. Whatever I do, my father supports me. Even if I do something wrong, he doesn't scold me or talk to me, he just pokes me. forehead and said I was a stupid boy."

What a good father, more sensible than the one in my family.

Little Master Pei said "tsk tsk" twice, and was about to praise him a few words when Yan Sanhe's voice suddenly came out.

"What did you do wrong?"

"..."

Zhu Weixi was stunned for a moment, then smiled self-deprecatingly, "Miss Yan, my matter has nothing to do with my father's inner demons. I'll talk about other things."

"It's okay, I want to hear it too."

Yan Sanhe: "Just think of it as satisfying a friend's curiosity."

Heat surged in Zhu Weixi's throat for a moment.

The rules of the Zhu Mansion are very strict, and the women in the boudoir are very particular about not leaving the front door or stepping outside the second door. Even if relatives and friends are walking among each other, the ladies are not only competing, but also competing.

Your clothes are beautiful, my bracelets are valuable, but in my eyes they are just tacky things, very boring.

Marry into the Xie family, take care of your husband and raise your children, take care of the house, socialize with others and talk about the family's shortcomings.

She has lived for 25 years, has everything, and has never had a friend. "Miss Yan."

She took a deep breath, "I once missed someone."

Yan Sanhe: "Man?"

Zhu Weixi: "Yes!"

Mother!

Mother!

Mother!

Little Mr. Pei suppressed the curiosity that was about to overflow, and asked calmly: "What kind of man?"

Zhu Weixi: "My distant cousin, Geng Songsheng, courtesy name Jingyan, the eldest grandson of my maternal grandmother's Geng family."

Even after many years, when Zhu Weixi said this name, there was still a hint of uncontrollable trembling in his voice.

Gee.

Cousin, cousin, childhood sweethearts drama.

But a capital city and a Geng family in Luoyang?
Little Mr. Pei asked curiously: "When did you meet? Where did you meet?"

"We met when my mother and I returned to Luoyang for a short stay when we were young. She is three years older than me."

Zhu Weixi: "He ranked first in the provincial examination at the age of 13 and was admitted to the Imperial College at the age of 14. He was once a well-known child prodigy in Luoyang Prefecture."

once?

A dark light flashed in Yan Sanhe's eyes.

But little Mr. Pei only cares about, "What does he look like?"

"You're such a fucking nosy."

Uh?
Little Mr. Pei looked at Li Buyan confused: "What does gossip mean?"

Li Buyan was not happy: "Enlighten yourself."

What the hell!
Do you mean to curse someone and treat him as stupid?

Little Mr. Pei sneered in his heart. If he didn't ask what he looked like, how could he inform Brother Xie later?

"Stop, why don't you go for a walk outside."

What are you going to do?

Li Buyan sat down and said, "I have to follow you every step of the way. At worst, I won't say anything."

Yan Sanhe smiled helplessly and turned his gaze, "Zhu Weixi, the person you like should be good."

Zhu Weixi met Yan Sanhe's gaze, and the two hands on his knees slowly clenched into fists.

Not only is it not bad, it is extremely smart.

The Geng family was originally an aristocratic family, a distinguished family within a distinguished family.

The boys of the Geng family started studying at the age of three, and entered the clan to study at the age of five. Their ancestors had one number one scholar, two top prizes, and seven or eight Jinshi.

There are no men in the Geng family who are not smart.

Geng Songsheng is the leader among the men of the Geng family. His husband said that if he was willing to put more thought into studying, he would definitely be the number one scholar.

This man's appearance is even more impressive, with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, and a red mole between his eyebrows.

Dad said that this mole looks so good that it is from Wenquxing.

People say that scholars are arrogant.

Geng Songsheng is not.

His aristocratic background made him gentle and polite, and he was polite to everyone he spoke to.

If there is a real shortcoming, it is that this person likes to be lazy in doing things. He can use seven points of his strength, but never eight points, and the remaining two points are used for traveling.

"When he came to the capital to attend the Imperial Academy, he set out from Luoyang Mansion. It should have taken him about ten days to arrive. Once he left, he walked for a full three months."

Zhu Weixi: "My mother was waiting in the capital to death. She was afraid that something would happen on the way, so she sent people to Luoyang Mansion to inquire. As a result, all the people who inquired came back, and he hasn't arrived yet."

My mother had no choice but to report it to the official.

For my father's sake, the government sent officials along the road to search for him.

Unexpectedly, she couldn't find it after searching around, saying that she was probably killed by bad guys. My mother was heartbroken and planned to go to the Geng family to report the funeral in person.

The boxes and cages were packed away, but this man came to the door.

Zhu Weixi will never forget that day in his life.

The man was tall and tall, covered in travel dust, his face was tanned, his lips were curved, and his eyes were shining brightly.

"Auntie, have you ever climbed Mount Huashan? Have you seen Hukou Waterfall? Have you worshiped the Buddha on Mount Wutai? Have you seen the Great Wall?"

(End of this chapter)