Tyrant, he wants to spoil me

Chapter 115 I want to be buried in my family's ancestral grave

In the dark night, there are three thousand lights in Jinling Academy.

Countless scholars are studying hard to prepare for the provincial examination this autumn.

But there was a young man with a thin and tall figure, holding a little girl in his arms, like a bird invading in the night sky, swiftly passing by those palaces with scattered high and low eaves and the statue of Confucius.

The wind whistled past his ears.

Su Jiu slowly opened his eyes, and the two had already left the academy.

The sky is dark blue, and the rolling hills outline the picture scroll of the spring night in the south of the Yangtze River.

In the distance, the night market of Jinling City is like a melting gold leaf, which is extraordinarily brilliant in the boundless darkness, just like a bright pearl embedded in the land of the south of the Yangtze River.

"Does it look good?"

the boy asked with a smile.

"It's beautiful! Little brother, how did you do it?"

The little girl could not conceal her admiration in her eyes. Although she was often teased by him on weekdays, at this moment, she felt a sense of pride.

Xiao Tingchen smiled, "If you don't pay attention to the wind, you can fly up by stepping on its head. This is light work, very simple."

Su Jiu: "..."

I believe you a ghost!
But in an instant, Xiao Tingchen, like a goshawk rushing towards its prey, suddenly swept towards the depths of Jinling City.

The dark blue back-patterned silk-woven shoes with raised heads lightly stepped on a rolled-up eaves, "This is Huafu."

Su Jiu looked curiously, and saw that the structure of this mansion was very strict. Because it was late at night, it was extremely quiet in all directions, and only a few houses were still lit occasionally.

Exotic flowers and plants are planted all over the mansion, and the wind is filled with refreshing fragrance.

It is indeed a family of incense making.

Su Jiu said softly: "Huahua doesn't like fragrance powder, the smell on her body is clean acacia fragrance. But in the draft of Huafu, there are at least hundreds of fragrances mixed in, and there are exotic flowers and plants everywhere. Can't tell the scent of acacia."

Behind her, there is a handsome young man with red lips slightly drawn.

In the dim lights, black butterflies the size of fingernails came riding the wind.

It flapped its wings and lightly landed on Xiao Tingchen's fingertips.

The young man smiled, raised his finger slightly, and the black butterfly flew towards a certain direction immediately.

He picked up Su Jiu and followed without hesitation.

After half a cup of tea, the two stopped outside a particularly gloomy house.

Su Jiu raised his head, and through the lamp under the eaves, he saw clearly the plaque on the house, "This is the ancestral hall of Huafu, little brother, will Huahua be in the ancestral hall?"

"Don't you know if you go in and take a look?"

Xiao Tingchen didn't care about it, and stepped on the steps outside the house with his hands behind his back.

Su Jiu was speechless.

This is someone else's ancestral hall. It is a solemn place to enshrine the ancestors of the past generations. Why is my little brother as comfortable as returning to his own home? !

Xiao Tingchen pushed the fan away.

The ancestral hall is cold and gloomy, and countless tablets are enshrined on it.

Hua Rourou curled up on the futon, sleeping soundly.

Obviously, this guy is being confined by Hua Laoguan.

Su Jiu stepped into the threshold cautiously, and nervously bowed to those tablets first.

Xiao Tingchen raised his eyebrows, "This is not Xiao Jiu'er's ancestors, why do you worship them? If you want to worship your ancestors, you can worship my family. Even if Xiao Jiu'er wants to be buried in my family's ancestral grave a hundred years later, that's why."

He was totally flirting.

Su Jiu was innocent and didn't understand what he was talking about.

She glared at him, and said seriously: "The dead are the most important, and the living should show enough respect. We sneaked into the Huafu because it was out of etiquette, and now we are breaking into other people's ancestral halls, so we should have enough respect for the master. "

While the two were talking, Hua Rourou was woken up.

(End of this chapter)