Is Cheng Shao getting divorced today?

"Let's go in quickly."

She said, walked directly to the door of the house, and then froze, how could she forget, she didn't have a key, how could she open the door without a key?
Seeing this, Cheng Yuxiu smiled and shook his head, grabbed her waist and pulled her over, beckoning, one of his subordinates strode over and took out an irregularly shaped black iron-like thing from his pocket.

In the end, before she understood it, she saw this subordinate fiddle with the iron lock of the gate of the courtyard for about five seconds, and with a click, the iron lock opened.

Jian Yao: "..."

The size of the yard is not very large, but it is not small either. There are two suites in a large yard, one outside and one inside. The outside of the suite is like a lobby room, very spacious.

Going all the way inside, there is a small square courtyard surrounded by brick walls.

As soon as the yard door was opened, the first thing I saw was grass growing as tall as a person, and my feet basically couldn't step in at all.

Jian Yao: "..."

She rubbed her eyebrows: "It doesn't seem to work. There are a lot of things to do if you want to live in it. You have to clean up if you want to pull the weeds."

At this time, among the people watching around, a courageous woman stepped forward and shouted: "Well, big sister, are you the residents of this house?"

Jian Yao was taken aback, then turned around and smiled: "Yes, this is my grandfather's ancestral house. I lived in Taoshan Village for a few years when I was a child, and then moved to the city. I haven't been back for a long time."

The people around her looked the same as before, seeing that she was very kind, and many people started asking questions when you talked to me.

Rural people are like this, and Jian Yao patiently chatted with these people a little bit. Cheng Yuxiu must be too lazy to deal with this kind of thing, so she can only do it.

At this time, someone shouted, "The village chief is here."

Jian Yao suddenly thought of an idea, looked at Cheng Yuxiu and whispered, "Hey, the people in the village are peasants and depend on the sky for their food, why don't we just spend some money to hire the people in the village to help us clean up the house."

Only when there are many people can do things quickly, otherwise, just a few of them will die of exhaustion.

"As long as you feel good."

Cheng Yuxiu pursed her lips, her face full of indulgence, Jian Yao's goosebumps rose from seeing it, she glanced at him suspiciously several times, she didn't know if it was her own illusion, she always felt that she came to this place, this man's temper seemed to be changed for the better.

The village head is a middle-aged man in his 40s, wearing long trousers and sweatshirt in summer, holding a four-cornered fan in his hand, seeing them coming over immediately, speaking very poor Mandarin.

"Hello, I'm Wang Zhiquan, the head of our Taoshan Village. Who are you?"

Jian Yao repeated what she said just now, and the Village Chief Wang immediately had a dazed expression on his face.

She said again about hiring someone to clean the house: "Village Chief, I will pay, 300 yuan per person, and please help me organize it."

It costs 300 yuan per person. Cleaning the house is much easier than farming, and there are many people. Basically, it can be done in two hours. There are still many people who are willing to do it.

What Jian Yao said to the village chief was heard by the surrounding villagers a lot. Before the village chief could say anything, several men volunteered to raise their hands and shouted.

The next thing was left to the village chief. Jian Yao and Cheng Yuxiu went to the car, and the five subordinates still stood neatly outside the car, watching the village chief and others sigh.

More people means more strength. In more than an hour, the room that was not accessible just now has changed from the inside to the outside.

The yard is paved with stone slabs, and there is a slate table and stool on the left, and a very lush tree next to it, which just provides shade.

The inside and outside of the two suites were also wiped clean, and the wood was glistening with water.

According to what Cheng Yuxiu said, Jian Yao found an exquisite small leather suitcase among the piles of things in the car. When she opened it, she found brand new silver inside.

She twitched the corners of her mouth, feeling that this person was well prepared, shook her head and counted a certain number of sheets, then handed them over to the village chief to distribute, and she didn't care.

A group of people can finally go in, three cars, two drove to the town and parked, and one was left in the yard of the ancestral house, just in case.

Several subordinates moved quickly and neatly placed the daily necessities in the room, and then carried a foam box out of the lobby room.

It was full of heat-preserving food, all of them were taken out, Cheng Yuxiu sat down leisurely, and began to eat.

Looking at these, Jian Yao rolled her eyes speechlessly, and couldn't help puckering her mouth, these rich people really enjoy it.

After eating, she sat on a stone bench in the shade of a tree and drank the freshly brewed scented tea. The breeze was blowing on her face, and she smelled the freshness in the air. Jian Yao felt very comfortable.

She suddenly felt that it would be nice to live in the village for a few days.

"Tell me about your childhood." Cheng Yuxiu said suddenly.

what?
Jian Yao looked at him, blinked and said directly: "How many years has it been, how can I remember?"

As a result, Cheng Yuxiu's face immediately darkened at this sentence, and her heart skipped a beat for no reason. Isn't she angry?

"You said just now that you miss living here as a child, why don't you remember it now?" Cheng Yuxiu was very dissatisfied.

Her head was full of black lines, and she said speechlessly: "Please, I say I don't remember it, and it's not that I completely forgot it. I still have some vague memories, and I was so young at that time, so I wasn't at an age where I can remember things."

"The nostalgia I'm talking about is a feeling, do you understand the feeling?"

Jian Yao said angrily, this man is really enough.

Temperament is changeable, moody, just now he had a pleasant face, but immediately the weather turned cloudy, and the weather forecast was cloudy anyway, this guy didn't even have a buffer for changing his face, just like a woman in menopause.

Cheng Yuxiu looked at her coldly: "A little impression is an impression, if you think about it now, tell me when you think about it."

Jian Yao: "..."

She took a deep breath and looked at him speechlessly. What happened to this man?
"Are you OK?"

He snorted coldly: "Don't worry, there are still a few days anyway, you look around here more, you will always remember, when do you remember, when will we go back."

After finishing speaking, she walked out of the courtyard with a cold face, leaving Jian Yao alone in place with a dazed expression.

Cheng Yuxiu stood outside the yard, looking at the rolling mountains in the distance, his face was cold, his brows were small, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Because he was lost in his own thoughts, he didn't notice at all that there was a fancy figure standing at the corner in front of him, staring at him blankly.

Well, even if he noticed, he wouldn't take it to heart.

The men standing outside the door saw it, but they took a glance and looked away, and they didn't care at all.