After marrying Pluto, she was pampered every day

Xie Zixian blushed.

"Don't talk nonsense."

"Hey!" I giggled.

"Don't go to class today. Read this book as soon as possible." Xie Zixian forced me to read the book she gave me.

"I'm going to buy you food. You have to memorize it before I come back. Don't mess around with me."

This book is at least ten pages long, and I may not be able to memorize it in one day.

I pulled up the thin quilt and covered my head, "I don't want to look."

"You have to watch even if you don't want to watch." Xie Zixian left no room for negotiation.

He pulled off my quilt and gave me the book. His beautiful face was so cold that water dripped from his face.

What else do I want to say.

Xie Zixian said coldly: "If you can't memorize it, let's stop here! Don't think that I will pay attention to you in the future."

what?

Are you breaking up with me?

I was dumbfounded, "I-I don't think it's okay?"

Open it quickly and take the time to read it.

Xie Zixian finally showed a smile, turned around and left the dormitory.

This book is really difficult to memorize.

But when Xie Zixian came back, I had watched it no less than five times.

I could barely memorize three pages.

"Eat first, then continue carrying it after eating."

Just waiting for her words, I dropped the book and grabbed my chopsticks to eat, "What kind of book is this? I feel like a Taoist."

"It's almost the same. Try meditating when you memorize it later. It will be easier to remember."

"Do you know how to do this?" I said vaguely while eating.

She nodded, "Yes, but I don't need it now."

"By the way, I remember I went to burn paper last night, and I seemed to encounter a ghost. That guy Liu Xian was of no use at all, and I was almost killed by the ghost. Then I fainted. Do you know how I came back? "

"I don't know. You were already asleep when I came back, but you seemed to be having a nightmare. You kept pinching your neck and shouting for help." Xie Zixian's expression was indifferent.

is that so? "Am I dreaming?"

"Yes" she nodded firmly.

But I don’t think it’s a dream!

If it was really a dream, then what I heard about the conversation between the old ghost and Liu Xian was also a dream?

Whoops!

I have a headache and don’t want to think about it anymore.

An hour later, Mr. Xie came to pick us up.

From Xie Zixian's mouth, I learned that Mr. Xie's real name was Xie An, and he was the eldest grandson of the head of the Xie family.

The Xie family's old house is located halfway up the west mountain on the outskirts of the city.

Xie An drove us directly to his old house.

It is often a villa area in a wealthy area, and walking up there turns into a gravel road, which is very bumpy.

I simply asked to get off the car and walk up.

The walk took some time, but the scenery along the way was beautiful, and the environment was better than that of a [-]A-level scenic spot.

As expected of a wealthy family.

The simple and thick vermilion door slowly opened from the inside. Looking at this historical door, I could faintly see the hundreds of years of history it carried.

If nothing else, I estimate that these two doors could be exchanged for an apartment in the city center if they were sold to the antique market.

"Young Master, I have been waiting for you for a long time."

The butler, who looked very old, welcomed us in with great respect.

Xie An said "Yes" and led us across the high threshold that reached my thighs and walked all the way inside.

"It's so big!" I exclaimed in a low voice.

He pulled Xie Zixian and asked her, "Your family is so big. Have you ever gotten lost when you were a child?"

The large house with five entrances is built against the mountain.

It's early autumn outside, and it feels like winter when I step into the house.

There are dense trees around, and the wind blows, and the whole compound seems to be filled with the sound of "rustling" leaves.

Cold, this is what I felt along the way.

"I've never been here."

I glanced at Xie Zixian in surprise, "Isn't this your home?"

"No."

My brain is a little slow.

He asked her: "Aren't you Xie An's sister? This is Xie An's old house, how come you don't know?"

Xie Zixian glanced at me with his beautiful red phoenix eyes and said calmly, "You will know later."

Xie An walked quickly. When he entered the hall, he suddenly stopped and said, "Sister, there is no need to go in."

Xie Zixian can't go in?

why?

No one helped me answer my questions, but Xie An motioned me in with a look.

I suddenly felt a little scared and raised my eyes to look at Xie Zixian.

She smiled and said, "Go ahead! I'll wait for you outside."

I feel much more at ease with her words.

Then I couldn't help but imagine that the Xie family valued boys over girls. The old man didn't want to see Xie Zixian, so she couldn't come in.

"Grandpa, she's here."

Mr. Xie doesn't look very old, no more than sixty.

He has short gray hair and is full of energy. He is completely different from the [-]-year-old man I imagined.

"What's the little girl's name?" Mr. Xie's voice was strong and strong.

It sounds like you are in good health.

"Fu Wushuang"

This old man didn't even invite me to sit down. I was tired from walking all the way.

"I heard that your eyes are very powerful?" Mr. Xie held the tea cup, his tone was a bit contemptuous, and he slowly sipped the tea.

It feels bad.

Since you look down on me, why did you invite me here?

It makes me think too much.

I didn’t want to respect such a person anymore, so I found a stool and sat down on my own and said, “It’s just so so!”

Mr. Xie glanced at me with his shrewd and sharp eyes, ignored my movements, raised his hand and motioned to Xie An: "Bring the things up."

Xie An went out.

After a while, he came in with two men carrying a huge wooden box.

The box was gently put down.

Xie An opened the box and took away the red silk covering the inside of the box.

There was actually a box full of antiques inside.

My mouth opened wide in shock.

But after looking carefully, I found that they were all fakes.

Even though it looks very realistic, the texture and color are almost exactly the same as those of cultural relics, but I can't escape my eyes.

"Pfft!" I couldn't help laughing.

"That's funny." Xie An glared at me.

"Of course it's funny. Isn't the Xie family a family of antiques? This box of fakes is considered a treasure." I exposed it unceremoniously.

It was obvious that Mr. Xie was unhappy.

Xie An stared at me with his mouth tightened and his eyelids rolled up, "Are you sure they are all fakes?"

"Of course," I promised, patting my chest, "If I make a mistake, I will be a poor man for the rest of my life."

Snapped!

The old man smashed his tea cup on the floor, his eyes filled with anger, and shouted sternly: "Go and call Mr. Xie here."

I don't know why.

I don't know if the Xie family all live in this big house, but Xie Lao Er came very quickly.

The moment he came in, there was a gust of wind and the sharp cries of countless babies.

I subconsciously covered my ears and closed my eyes.

Many dead infant souls formed a thick black mist surrounding Xie Laoer, making me almost unable to see what Xie Laoer looked like.

He has a big belly, sparse hair, facial features crowded on his fat face, and deep dark circles under his big eyes.

His skin is too white, not healthy white, but white without blood.

His fat body trembled as he moved around.

Still wiping the cold sweat from his forehead.

I thought the Xie family were all handsome men and beautiful women. After all, Xie An is very good-looking, Zixian is also beautiful, and the old man Xie just now was also very handsome.

Why does Xie Laoer look like this?