Marriage Heartthrob: My Mysterious Big Boss

Ruan Qing holds her cheeks in her bored hands and looks at Ruan Fangping who has packed up a lot of things. She can only look up and sigh, but there is nothing she can do.

"Sigh what? Mom didn't do it for you? " Ruan Fangping carefully put the prepared incense candles and heaven burning paper into the bag and didn't forget to look back at her daughter.

Ruan Qing saw that she had almost cleaned up, so she bowed her head and ordered to put her mobile phone and charger into a light brown bag. This time, she had to live for two days when she returned home.

The mother and daughter took a bus and went back to their hometown.

It just rained a little last night, and the roads in the mountain village were still wet. Although Ruan Qing was reluctant to come back with Ruan Fangping, she took her mother's handbag with one hand and put her arm in her arm with the other.

"Xiaoqing, mom can't help it either. Look at you. Whether it's a college romance or a blind date, which one has ended normally? Mom has to keep her head down when she sees people now! "

Ruan Fangping sighed as soon as she mentioned her daughter's love history. Every time, someone poked her back.

"Look, this is the mother of the lost star!"

Ruan Qing has had more than a dozen blind dates in the past two years. Some of them feel that there is no big problem, but every time they are in the same place, they will be closer. The man must have an accident!

There are two car accidents alone, and two half-way cars have flat tires. By the way, two are getting married and going for a physical examination. As a result, XX disease was found!

Although there are a lot of coincidences in the world, the probability is too high, isn't it?

So now, no one dares to connect with Ruan Qing. I'm afraid it's a disaster to myself!

"Mom, can you stop saying that? Now in this society, it's normal to have seven or eight kisses, okay? Moreover, every hour, every minute and every second in the world, there are car accidents and sudden diseases. Can you blame me? "

However, in Ruan Qing's eyes, this coincidence is either that her marriage is rough or that her life is hard. Anyway, she can always find someone harder than her.

Ruan Fangping glanced at her daughter and grabbed the handbag in her hand. "You child, if you don't go to bad luck, mom may have to be killed by you!"

Then he turned the corner and walked towards his old house.

Ruan Qing shrugged her shoulders and followed her back. When she turned the corner, she heard the sound of the car coming. Without much thought, she turned around and saw a luxurious black Maybach driving towards a row of old houses behind.

"Oh, I'm really rich. If you drive such a car to such a place, you're not afraid to get stuck in the mud and can't get out!"

She muttered, looked at the muddy shoes on her feet, turned with a relaxed step and walked towards her old house.

Xianghuai village is an ancient village with a history of 300 years. There are still many old houses here. In particular, the old ancestral temple, which has been burning incense, is well preserved and full of pilgrims.

"Excuse me, could you hurry up a little bit? The lady is waiting outside. She says 9 a.m. is the best time to offer incense!"

In front of a bronze whole-body mirror, the man who was tidying up his shirt frowned impatiently and looked back at the housekeeper.

With a faint sweep of Ling's eyes as deep as the starry night, the condescending king made the housekeeper shut up immediately and dare not urge again.

"I don't like the tie. Change it."

He lifted his thin lips and threw his removed tie into the air.

The housekeeper quickly reached for it, bent down and turned to take other ties for selection.

"The belt doesn't match my clothes. Change another one." Then he took out his black leather belt and threw it at his back.

The housekeeper quickly trotted two steps and then!

It's not a habit. It can also be said to be a "hobby", that is, he likes to throw things.

What you don't like and don't like is a word - throw!

As a result, less personal secretaries and assistants all practice agility. To exaggerate, even if a fly flies, they can clamp two fingers!

The Rong mother outside couldn't wait. She knocked on her son's door and hurried anxiously.

"Haochuan, this annual ancestor worship is related to our family's luck all year round. It can't be delayed!"

Rong Haochuan looked at himself in the bronze mirror. He was satisfied and stretched his eyebrows. He picked up his mobile phone from the old antique gold nanmu table and walked steadily towards the door.

The housekeeper breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly opened the door. At the door was the lady who was waiting.

In the front row of Rong's old house, a mother and daughter came out of the house at the same time and walked towards the old ancestral temple.

Along the way, Ruan Fangping told Ruan Qing what to say, what not to say and how to salute when she went to the temple, for fear that her daughter would provoke the gods and be an old girl all her life.

Ruan Qing rolled her eyes. Every time she came to the temple, she had to listen all the way.

"Sister Fangping, do you remember wrong? I'm your daughter, not grandma. I can recite what you said! "

Ruan Fangping was used to her size. She looked at her daughter with a smile and pulled her clothes. "Mom, aren't you afraid you'll forget?"

Ruan Fang entered the old ancestral temple and made a detour all the way to the back hall. The local villagers of Xianghuai village have a special rule, which is different from these pilgrims from afar.

"Take your things, remember to go in, don't look back and forth, remember what I told you." Ruan Fangping gives her things to Ruan Qing and tells her again.

The old rule of Xianghuai village is that if you want something, you must bring tribute incense and candles and sincerely pray for worship before it can be effective.

"I see!" Ruan Qing took something and walked quickly towards the temple gate. As long as she went in, the world would be quiet.

The other side.

Rong family was the first to get rich in Xianghuai village. This old ancestral temple has contributed the most to the construction and renovation, so they enjoy the special treatment of Xianghuai village.

On the altar, there is a memorial tablet for the ancestors of Rong family, which has been shrouded by the light of Buddha for generations. It is only half a wall from the altar on the other side.

"Haochuan, you are the current Rong family leader. You should come in person for this worship." The dignified Rong mother looked at her outstanding son and said softly.

If we say what Rong Haochuan hated most from childhood to adulthood, it is these things that beg God and worship Buddha.

He always believed in himself.

But although he didn't like it, Rong Haochuan still didn't face his mother's face. His high self-cultivation made him even more unhappy. He took the bamboo basket and turned to the ancestral hall.