my beauty

Hearing that Ye Chen didn't want her to be a reserve wife, Su Yingluo felt absent-minded for a short time, the water from the shower head splashed on her face, and her eyes were wet for a while, she didn't know whether it was water or tears.

"Why?" Su Yingluo sobbed. Of course, she also felt that it would be inappropriate to be Ye Chen's wife with sister Su Linlang, but Su Yingluo still couldn't be reconciled to hearing Ye Chen's refusal.

"Oh, actually, what I mean is that the word "reserve" can be removed, and you will be my wife from now on." Ye Chen said casually.

"Pfft..." Su Yingluo smiled through her tears. After thinking about it, she felt that she couldn't act as if she was a little excited, so she quickly changed her words: "I don't want to be your wife!"

"I don't care if you like it or not. I say you are my wife, and you are my wife." Ye Chen said domineeringly: "Even if you are not now, you will be in the future!"

So Su Yingluo stopped talking, and took a bath obediently. She didn't come out of the bathroom until her whole body felt very comfortable and the sticky feeling disappeared.

Su Yingluo was about to ask Ye Chen if he needed to take a bath, when there was a knock on the door.

"Mr. Ye, Miss Su, it's time for breakfast."

Zhao Ming's voice came from outside the door. There was a bit of urgency in his voice, and it sounded like he was in a hurry.

Of course, Zhao Ming wanted to find the lost ancestral grave earlier, after all, this was Zhao Ming's greatest filial piety when he returned home to worship his ancestors after he became famous.

"Okay, I'll be here soon." Su Yingluo blushed again, and hurriedly replied, she changed her clothes in front of Ye Chen, unnaturally took Ye Chen's arm, and walked downstairs to the restaurant together Eat breakfast.

"Dear little Yingluo, we don't need to be anxious, they should be anxious." Ye Chen meditated for an hour last night, and spent another ten minutes studying the Fengshui layout of Zhaojiazhuang and Zhao's family tree. I have a plan in mind.

"I'm also in a hurry." Su Yingluo said in a low voice, "After finishing the work here, I still have to take Zhao Ming to shoot commercials."

"Oh, I forgot this, let's hurry up." Ye Chen finished his breakfast in a hurry, and came to the street of Zhaojiazhuang with Zhao Ming and others who were already anxious.

A lot of people had already gathered at the gate of Zhao Ming's house, they were all members of the clan surnamed Zhao. When they saw Ye Chen come out, they knelt down on the ground under the command of Grandpa Zhao Ming.

Zhao Ming's grandfather leaned on a dragon head crutch and said loudly: "This is Mr. Ye, the Fengshui master that our Ming Yazi invited in the big city! He is going to help us find the Zhao family's ancestral grave now! The Zhao family's My ancestors, please forgive your unworthy descendants!"

So all the descendants of the Zhao family, whether they were real or pretending, were crying bitterly there.

"Folks, please get up! There is no need for such a big etiquette! This is what we should do." Su Yingluo said politely quickly.

"It's quite a simple matter, but it's so troublesome, let's go." Ye Chen couldn't wait any longer, "You guys are really too wordy. It's a waste of time."

"Hey, that kid, how do you talk?!" Behind the crowd, a young man said unhappily, "Look at how nice this little beauty speaks, little beauty, let's get to know each other, my name is..."

"Shut up!" Zhao Ming's grandfather is still very prestigious. Hearing that his nephew was making flirtatious remarks when he saw the refined-looking Su Yingluo, he quickly stopped the young man's words. In Zhao Ming's grandfather's view, it seemed like All the women in the village like Su Yingluo can't compare to other beauties who are half as beautiful. They should be the girlfriends of Master Ye who can have a girlfriend, not country people like them.

"Grandpa De! You can't say that!" The young man did not stop, but continued: "Zhao Banxian in the town said that our ancestral grave has been washed away by the flood, and this little baby can find our family The ancestral grave? Are you kidding me! I think it is more serious to leave the little beauty here for two more days!"

"What is Zhao Banxian!" Zhao Ming's grandfather, Grandpa De, said unhappily, "That magic stick is also worthy of being a Banxian?"

"Master De! This is your fault!" A middle-aged man with a goatee stood up from the kneeling crowd, "I, Zhao Banxian, is also well-known in Zhaojiazhuang. If I say I can't find it, I just can't find it! "

A small half of the kneeling crowd stood up, and they also felt that Ye Chen looked too young, not like a good Fengshui master, but more like a little liar who brought his girlfriend over for a trip and cheated two pocket money.

"If you can't find it, it means you have no ability." Ye Chen said lazily, "Are you still looking for it? If not, I will leave."

Upon hearing this, Grandpa De became anxious: "Look for it! Why don't you look for it?!"

Grandpa De may not trust Ye Chen, but Grandpa De has to trust his own grandson Zhao Ming. After all, Ye Chen and Su Yingluo are the guests invited by Zhao Ming, so Zhao Ming must not lose face.

Zhao Ming asked Ye Chen and Su Yingluo to get into the car, he became the driver and walked in front, followed by most of the people in the village. After all, most of the residents in Zhaojiazhuang were named Zhao, and it was a family 500 years ago. all together.

"Go east for 100 meters!" The car left Zhaojiazhuang and came to the field outside. Ye Chen looked at it and ordered in a deep voice.

Zhao Ming nodded in agreement and walked 100 meters to the east.

Going further in, there is a crop field, and the vehicles can't get in, so several people have to get out of the car and walk. The young man who molested and teased Su Yingluo squeezed over, and followed Su Yingluo with a cheap smile. Besides him, that The middle-aged uncle known as Zhao Banxian also squeezed out from the crowd, and from the rucksack he was carrying on his back, he took out a simple disc about the size of a basketball.

"See? This is the authentic compass, an old object handed down from the Qing Dynasty!"

Zhao Banxian fiddled with the compass as if showing off.

"You don't even have a compass, how can you locate your ancestor's grave?!"

Ye Chen glanced at the compass in Zhao Banxian's hand, and said lazily: "Your one is broken. ——And for such a simple matter, you don't need to use the compass to locate it."

Zhao Banxian said: "Just blow it! I don't think you need a compass, how can you locate it!"

"There are too many things you don't know, get away, and I'll beat you up." Ye Chen pushed Zhao Banxian away unhappily, and took a step forward, but he didn't see him touch another young body. The young man who was courting Su Yingluo suddenly flew up in the air, flew directly over the crowd, and fell into the crop field with a thud.

"Look, those who provoke me or my wife will not end well."

Ye Chen said lazily, then pointed to the ground, "Dig 11 and a half meters down from here!"