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Chapter 93 Tao Family Ancestral House
The black car parked in front of an old house with white walls in Uva. The two-meter-high white wall left mottled rain marks. A wooden door with two doors was locked, and the lock surface was already rusted. , The New Year pictures on the door panels have faded and peeled off.

Xia Zhihuai parked the car at the door, looked at the desolate old house, and couldn't help but feel emotional for a moment.

However, after not coming back for more than a year, the old house faded from memory at an incredible speed, revealing a dilapidated and lonely atmosphere everywhere.

He turned around and opened the rear door, and hugged Wan Wan who was about to jump out of the car.

"Is this the old house?"

Wanwan looked up at the high wall, and could vaguely see the small wooden building inside the wall.

Xia Zhihuai put her on the ground, patted her on the head: "I'll go and open the door."

Finding out the key of the old house, Xia Zhihuai stepped onto the moss-covered steps, holding the big rusty lock, and it took a few minutes to unlock it.

Xia Yingxiu hadn't been to the old house for a long time, and sighed softly: "Things are different."

When Xia Zhihuai's grandparents were still there, the old house was always bustling. No matter when they came back, the gate was always open. Before the car drove to the door, you could see the old man carrying a small horse Sitting at the gate chatting with people and working.

After all, people take tea to cool down.

The door was pushed open with a "squeak", and Xia Zhihuai swept his hands in front of him, brushing away the dust that fell from the lintel in mid-air.

The entrance is full of weeds.

The road from the gate to the small two-story building is paved with bluestone slabs, and weeds grow unscrupulously in the gaps between the slabs.

A few persimmon trees were planted near the inner walls on both sides of the gate. The branches of the persimmon trees had already sprouted a batch of young leaves, but the jujube trees in the corner were still bare and seemed to have died.

Several people walked into the old house one after another, and Wanwan looked around in surprise.

The wooden building of Lao Tao's house does not look as dilapidated as imagined.

Xia Zhihuai opened the doors and windows of the small wooden building to diffuse the smell.

The old house has not been lived in for a long time, and the house is still a little cool and damp, and the smell is a little strong.

However, the wooden building is quite solid. When his father was still there, he had carried out overall renovation and reconstruction of the old house.

During the reconstruction, the wood was specially designed to prevent moisture and insects, so even after several years, the small building looks a little dirty, but everything else is still good.

……

"It looks pretty good, you can live in after tidying up."

Xia Zhihuai inspected the whole old house, patted the dust on his hands, and said with satisfaction.

Xia Yingxiu nodded: "Indeed, the money your father and uncle spent on renovating the old house was not in vain."

Xia Zhihuai: "Let's go to the town hotel to stay overnight, and clean up the old house today and tomorrow."

Xia Yingxiu: "I'll go back tomorrow night, just in time to help you clean up when I'm free today and tomorrow."

Wanwan leaned on Xia Zhihuai's calf and asked, "Are we cleaning up?"

Xia Zhihuai: "Yes, you can help too."

Wanwan scratched her ears, hesitated for two seconds and said, "I can help draw cleaning symbols, stick them in the room and it will be cleaned quickly!"

"There is still this kind of talisman paper?" Xia Zhihuai was shocked on the spot, "Then why didn't you tell me every time I swept the floor when I was at home?"

Wanwan blinked her eyes: "I thought brother, you like cleaning. Every time you sweep the floor, you say it's exercise to lose weight. How can I stop you from exercising?"

And the house isn't dirty, anyway, she doesn't think it's dirty anywhere.

Xia Zhihuai stood there and reflected for a few seconds. Where did he give Wanwan the illusion that he was a promising young man who was diligent in exercising and loved cleaning?
It might have taken two days to clean up and down the old house, but under Wanwan's cheating talisman, it took just one hour to completely clean it up.

But the weeds in the yard have to be removed by themselves.

So Xia Zhihuai and Xia Xiuying were weeding in the yard with tools, and Wanwan and Huang Xikong, after drawing the upper and lower talisman seals, pasted them on the corner of the wall, and the house was completely new in no time.

Huang Xikong followed the little one and sighed: "Your ability is really useful." Wanwan was so tired from climbing the stairs that she put the last cleaning talisman on the handrail of the stairs and sat down on the wooden stairs. on the steps.

"Drawing so many cleaning talisman seals, my spiritual power is exhausted very quickly, I'm so tired~"

Wanwan sticks out her tongue, leans her head against the railing, and the whole cub collapses on the steps.

"Then you have a rest, I'll go upstairs and have a look."

Huang Xikong floated up and down in a circle, waved open the wooden window on the second floor, leaned against the window coffin and looked at Xia Zhihuai who was weeding downstairs: "The condition of your ancestral house is really good."

Xia Zhihuai threw the weeds in his hand aside, rolled his eyes: "Come down to weed, you really treat yourself as a guest."

Huang Xikong floated directly down from the second floor, spread his hands and looked at his five fingers.

"I have held a sword, held a pen, and reviewed memorials with these hands, but I have never weeded!"

Xia Zhihuai sneered coldly: "There is a first time for everything."

"Besides, the Jin Dynasty died early. Our family's weeding business requires you to shed your blood!"

Xia Zhihuai handed him the small hoe, raised his eyebrows and jokingly said, "Come on, noble Master Huang."

Huang Xikong stared at his little hoe, hesitated for two seconds: "I think I can struggle a little more."

Xia Zhihuai snorted coldly: "You're not even as good as Wanwan. Wanwan is so young and responsible for the sanitation of the whole building. You don't do anything. Are you embarrassed?"

Huang Xikong: "You seem to be better than Wanwan."

Xia Zhihuai: "..."

One person and one ghost looked at each other in blank dismay.

After a while, Huang Xikong silently took the hoe.

Why don't we just weed, he even served as Prime Minister, how can such a small matter trouble him?
impossible.

Huang Xikong drifted away a little, squatted on the ground and started weeding.

This work is actually very simple, but it is too monotonous and boring.

Except for grassing in the morning, only half of the inner courtyard of the old house had been cleaned.

Xia Yingxiu drove to the town to buy some vegetables and meat, and planned to cook lunch at the old house at noon.

After finishing cleaning the small building and resting enough, Wanwan dug out a small mat from the house, sat on the steps of the door, and watched them weed with her chin resting.

Xia Zhihuai squatted for more than an hour, and his back and legs were painful and numb. He put down his hoe and stood up, beating his back, and sighed deeply.

Sure enough, self-reliance is not so easy.

Huang Xikong is in the state of soul body, completely free from the confinement and influence of the body, so there is no such thing as back pain, numbness in legs and feet.

But he didn't want to do it either.

After putting down the hoe, he suddenly had an idea.

"I'll go out first."

Huang Xikong gathered the weeds at his feet into a pile, and immediately floated out of the yard.

Xia Zhihuai stood in the yard: "Why are you going?"

Wanwan yawned: "Brother, when will you finish weeding, I'm hungry."

"Your aunt will be back in a while. If you are hungry, you can eat some snacks to fill your belly."

Wanwan stuffed chubby hands into her pockets, slowly took out a milk stick, tore off the wrapping paper and put it in her mouth.

(End of this chapter)