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Just as expected, in Xie Xian's opinion, at most an aunt who was not related to her at all would come, and she would be given a room and a place to squat, and then she would think about marrying herself off.

As the eldest wife of the clan, Lu had a lot of affairs to attend to every day. She finally had some free time to rest in the warm room while drinking tea. Then she saw the clan servant bringing a girl named Qingdai in. The clan nanny bowed her head and said respectfully, "The daughter of the second branch of the Xie family is here." Xie Xian bowed and said, "Hello, madam." On the way here, she heard Qingdai say that it was right to call an unknown female elder madam.

Mrs. Lu took two steps forward and helped Xie Xian up: "Oh, Ah Xian, you are finally here. The old ancestor missed you so much." She had a smile on her face, and her words were like a spring breeze. Although the black clan robes could not hide her fat figure, her expression was sincere and kind, like the lady next door.

Xie Xian's arms froze. She was not used to it. She was already in her thirties and now it hurt to be held in someone's arms. Her face felt a little hot.

"Please don't be so distant. If you don't mind, just call me aunt! Since we received the news about your parents, our family has been worried sick. The old ancestor kept saying that it has been almost ten years since we last saw them. When you left home, you were still a little kid who couldn't even walk, and now you have grown up so big." Lu wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief and sighed in her heart. The Xie family is so large that the patriarch of each generation is from the eldest son of the eldest wife.

In every generation, except for the direct line, the rest are all collateral branches. This generation, the direct line headed by Xie An is strong and has made a great name in the warehouse. The younger generation of the family is headed by him, and there are not many outstanding young people in the third branch of the family, only the uncle is still holding on.

However, the second branch of the Xie family, which was the most promising, had dwindled down, and Xie Xian was the only one left in her generation. The elders wanted to come and see, but they were afraid that too many people would scare the little girl. So they had to hold back and wait for news from Lu.

When Xie Xian looked up, she saw a pair of quiet eyes. Mrs. Lu breathed a sigh of relief. They looked so similar! ! Xie Xian's eyes looked a lot like her father, the amazing Xing Erlang. Xie Xian's father was the most outstanding person of their generation. He had been running Kangjian for many years to keep the Xie family from losing its reputation.

A pair of phoenix eyes, like Xing Erlang. It also made her put her worries aside. No one could say that the second wife was not legitimate with Xie Xian's eyes.

These eyes do not show sharpness on Xie Xian's face, but only make her slightly delicate face reveal a kind of coldness. When she is not smiling, she looks more serious. This may be the serious face engraved in Xie Xian's bones because she was a teacher for too long in her previous life. This face made her practice facial expressions for a long time when she changed jobs. As long as she bends the corners of her mouth and squints her eyes, she will feel friendly. The self-cultivation of an actor · Xian.

When Xie Xian felt that her face was about to freeze from laughing, she finally got to the point: "Ah Xian's yard has been cleaned up a long time ago. The old ancestor kept talking about coming back, so he kept it for you!"

The welcoming banquet was scheduled to be held in two days. Xie Xian just listened obediently throughout the whole process. She had no right to interrupt in such matters. She felt as if everything was arranged by her mother.

She could feel how good Lu was to her, and Xie Xian just wanted to lie down early, believing that she had come to the best of her situation. It was an hour later when she saw Qingdai again.

Xie Xian looked up at the plaque on the gate of the courtyard. The two characters "洗砚" were vigorous and upright. The last character "池" was thick and thin, dry and wet, and the wood color behind it was intermittent and twisted, with infinite variations in thickness, thickness, concealment and exposure. What a Spring and Autumn style of writing, which showed that the person who wrote the inscription had a lot of thoughts in his heart.

"The lady is back, and the inkstone pool is finally not buried." She, who has now changed her name to Qingdai, chattered non-stop. Before she entered the room, she had applied to Xie Xian to be transferred to her side as a maid, and Xie Xian agreed.

It seems that the father of this body is a big shot. From Lu's conversation, he only talked a little about his own childhood, but mostly talked about the father of this body when he was young.

Xie Xian could only smile awkwardly. Bragging about her father in front of her daughter was the most common social tactic. The noble ladies in ancient times were well versed in the art of flattery, and most of the glory was placed on men. Anyway, it would not be wrong to praise him in this way.

Mrs. Lu: Since I’m not familiar with your mother, I can only praise your father.

Xie Xian stepped into the legendary inkstone pool, and saw a deep, clear blue water with a faint glow. There were several tall boulders sitting by the water, with dark, oily surfaces. Xie Xian's eyes widened. No wonder the entire pool was printed black. At first glance, the world seemed to be floating like ink smoke.

Such a large piece of jet is used to make a strange stone for viewing. I walked into the small pond and saw a whole layer of jet on the ground. ORZ If I take this to Blue Star, I won't exchange it for anything.

The black pond is covered with white sand, and the extreme black and white bring a different kind of beauty. I was content with a small house, but I didn't expect it to be a luxurious villa.

When Xie Xian first heard about the inkstone pond, she thought it meant what it says, that it was used to wash brushes every day and turned the water black. This has been seen in many literary works. However, when looking at the pond of two or three acres, Xie Xian's first reaction was how many brushes would have to be washed to dye the water black.

Really ignorant · Xian

Although the Inkstone Washing Pond is named as a pond, it is actually a courtyard covering an area of ​​100 mu, with three courtyards in front and four courtyards in the back, with corridors everywhere and blue bricks paved. The interior is decorated with green bamboos, pines and cypresses, and mottled columns are interspersed among the green.

Xie Xian instantly entered the retirement mode and slowed down her pace. The yard looked like it was often cleaned, but it was still a bit desolate after being uninhabited for a long time. For example, the weeds on the roof stubbornly showed up. The stone bricks on the roadside were also old and new. Xie Xian raised an eyebrow. This was much better than expected.

With the mood of visiting a history museum, Xie Xian roughly understood that the courtyards of each room were basically only provided with basic cleaning, but if they wanted to repair them, they had to pay for it themselves. The second room had no one in charge for many years, and even the eldest son was almost replaced, let alone this courtyard. If it weren't for the special significance of this courtyard, it might not have survived until now.

For example, the old alley next door was originally the residence of the servants and concubines of the second house, but now it has become an orphanage. I heard about this story before I came here.

Looking at the woman in front of her who was wearing a black dress that had been washed so much that it looked white, Xie Xian fell into silence, "Sui, this inkstone pool is a place for people to worship." In Magu's hand was a peeling mahogany box, which contained three fist-sized ink stones. Oh, no, it's jet, because words can be easily engraved on them, including the surname, name, and birthplace.

Magu's face was expressionless, but her eyes were fixed on Xie Xian. Seeing the understanding on her face, she breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately there was no disgust or taboo.

Now that the Xing Sect is in decline, with only the female monarch left, there are many people in the sect who are plotting against it, but the Xing Sect is not a place where just any cat or dog can get their hands on it. Even if the sect monarch has an idea, it can only be done openly.

However, looking at Xie Xian's clear eyes, Magu's heart moved slightly. The same eyes as Xing Jun's, on a man, looked very imposing, but in Xie Xian's lazy look, she only saw indifference.

She handed over the wooden box. Xie Xian paused, then reached out and picked up a piece. It was smooth and oily to the touch. It was engraved with "Niu Qingbo, Que County, Heishui Village, Jia Geng Year". Looking at the three words "Heishui Village", Xie Xian narrowed her eyes. It seemed that they passed by a place called Heishui when they came here.

The scene was very much like the memorial tablet in a movie or TV show being pulled closer, giving my tired spirit a jolt.

Magu saw Xie Xian casually pick it up with one hand, but then carefully put it down with both hands. She bowed and passed by her to the backyard.

She looked down at the wooden box in her hand and sighed softly. Young girls nowadays are incredible. She couldn't guess whether this lady could support the second wife.

Qingdai jogged along, not quite understanding what her wife meant, whether to accept the call or not.

Xie Xian quickened her pace, feeling heavy in her heart. She couldn't carry such a heavy thing. Wouldn't it be nice to lie flat and be a salted fish? Although the place was a bit shabby, it was enough for a temporary stay. It felt a little awkward to be accompanied by a pool of heroes. But when she thought that they were all on her side, maybe the ghosts were not even older than her, she calmed down. This responsibility of punishment was more important than she looked.