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Chapter 10 The Mystery of Life Experience

Although he got rich overnight, his father is dead after all, so Luo Xiazhi still lives low-key in the Luo mansion, reading and practicing calligraphy with a smile.

His crooked pen writing was finally seen by the eldest brother.

The eldest of his family looked at the crooked sage's words on the letter paper, and patted his head pityingly.

"Forget it, just recover your head. We don't take the exam for scholar, so why write so well?"

Having said that, he turned his head and ordered the kitchen to cook a few more pig's trotters to mend the third young master's Tejin.

This big brother treats his cheap little brother really well, nothing to say, he loves and protects him wholeheartedly.Luo Xiazhi had a bunch of internal house fights in his head, and none of the scenes where the brothers fought each other for the family property actually didn't happen.

He Lan, who was the only one with Zhai Dou, was sent by Luo Yunze to the temple to pray for the master. It is said that he will not be allowed to return until the "July [-]" ceremony is over.

As for whether he can walk out of the Luo mansion after returning, it is unknown.

Her two daughters, Luo Hehe and Luo Minmin, were respectfully sent back to their respective husband's homes, and were instructed—now that the head of the Luo family has changed, and there is no mistress in the Luo family, the two young ladies should not see each other. The family ran away.

Luo He cursed angrily, but her little sister didn't say a word, and asked the servant to go to the bank to open a safe deposit box with the gold bars.

Hearing from A Le, this Miss Six is ​​the only one in the Luo family who didn't get married until she graduated from high school, she is really different.

"Third uncle, after I get married, I can't just go home and get married, so I won't be the daughter of the Luo family?"

Xiaoxiao nestled in Luo Xiazhi's arms, looking at the backs of her two aunts leaving at a loss, asked innocently and slightly sadly.

Luo Xiazhi hugged her vigorously.

Getting married means breaking up with the original family—this problem that has plagued Chinese women for thousands of years has not been completely resolved even after 100 years, let alone the current semi-colonial and semi-feudal era.He could only smile and say: As long as I stay in the Luo family for one day, whether you marry or not, you will be the eldest daughter of the Luo family.

After finishing his official duties, Luo Yunze walked out of the study and came to the living room. What he saw was the two of them hugging each other happily and tenderly.

"Xiaoxiao now likes you more than I like my own father."

"Is dad jealous?"

"Dad is so happy!"

He walked over, first reached out and touched Xiaoxiao's head, the little girl who couldn't resist rubbed her messy hair pitifully, then touched Luo Xiazhi's head again, seeing him The younger brother also looked embarrassed, so he was satisfied and turned to go out.

Looking at Luo Yunze's back, Luo Xiazhi felt a very strange feeling in his heart.

Brother... what is he happy about?

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It wasn't long before he found out the reason for that weird feeling.

It was the night of Luo Zhenhua's "May [-]th" Fa Conference.

According to the custom in Shanghai, on the fifth day of May [-]th for the deceased, there will be a water and land puja, from daytime to knocking scriptures and chanting Buddha at night.Finally, before twelve o'clock, all the white cloth, black gauze, wreaths and some clothes in front of the dead are burned in the mourning hall.Since then, there is no mourning hall in the family, which means that the funeral has come to an end.

There are also some wealthy families who, in addition to clothes, burn some paper man and paper horses for the use of the dead.For example, in the courtyard of the Luo family, there are not only lifelike tributes of servants and fresh fruits piled up, but also paper-made villas as high as two floors, and paper-made punk cars the same size as real cars, not to mention Gold, silver and tin foil piled up as high as a hill.

The Luo family, who was not short of money, invited monks and priests from two temples and Taoist temples to chant sutras in turn. Since early this morning, the "beep beeping" wooden fish, the sound of various musical instruments, and the sound of chanting sutras have not stopped. Noisy people have a headache.

As a "survivor", Bai Fenghuang is inconvenient to show his face in public, so he only appears for a while during the day.

Luo Xiazhi hid from the noise all morning with a smile. In the afternoon, he saw that his elder brother was exhausted from socializing, so he took over for his elder brother after dinner, knelt on the futon, held a copy of the "Ksitigarbha Sutra" and shook his head with the monk. read.

"Young master, it's almost time, get ready."

The monk stopped the wooden fish and said to Luo Xiazhi.

This morning, I was just "popularized" about the ritual process of Master Wuqi. I knew that the eldest son of the Luo family must hold a lantern and come to the highest point of the house to meet the soul of Master Luo. It is said that on the day of Wuqi, the deceased The soul of the person will return to the place where he was alive, and say his final farewell to his family.

The servants and girls of the whole house were waiting in the mourning hall, and Luo Xiazhi didn't want to disturb them, so he went up to the study on the second floor alone, where the elder brother should rest in the study.

There is no one in the study.

Could it be that elder brother went back to his room to take a nap?

Luo Xiazhi went to the door of the eldest brother's room on the third floor and knocked on the door, but no one responded.

He was wondering where his eldest brother would go at this moment, but he heard a woman's laughter from upstairs.In this empty corridor, it was extremely weird.

Rorschach's hairs immediately stood on end.

"What am I afraid of? Strictly speaking, I am also a 'ghost', and I am afraid that you will fail!"

Patting his chest for fear, Luo Xiazhi tiptoed upstairs, and then stopped in front of a half-open door.

The Luo Mansion has four floors. The first floor is the banquet hall and salon, and the second floor is the most important study and Luo Zhenhua's bedroom before his death.His two concubines, including several children, live on the third floor.The fourth floor is the guest room, usually only the servants will go up when they are cleaning.

Today, no relatives or friends stayed at Luo's family. The relatives of Luo's family who came from Shaoxing to attend the funeral were all arranged in Huamao Hotel.

So, who is the woman in this room?

"I'm really happy. The old man died, and half of my heart disease is cured."

Luo Xiazhi leaned against the wall, holding his breath when he heard a familiar voice coming from inside.

This is—the white phoenix?

Luo Xiazhi's biological mother, Bai Fenghuang?

"Fenghuang, you still have to keep a low profile in front of people."

Hearing this sound, Luo Xiazhi's ankle went limp and he almost fell to the ground.

big brother?

Why is eldest brother in the guest room?

No, why is he with "mother"?

"I know... to the outside world, you are still Xiaoxia's eldest brother. But you and I both understand that he is your son. That old man Luo Zhenhua is old enough to be my father. How could I like him? Only you, Yun Ze, I only love you in this life."

"Fenghuang, me too. I was so touched when I saw Xia Zhi hugging and smiling that day. From now on, the two of us, plus their brother and sister, our family of four will be together forever."

"Family of four", siblings?

Luo Yunze is not his brother, but his father!

Luo Xiazhi covered his mouth, his eyes almost popped out of their sockets in astonishment.

It turned out that he finally understood what the weird feeling was before.

The two "brothers" have the same pocket watch, Luo Yunze's almost indulgent doting on him, and his attitude of treating Xiaoxiao equally, all because of this reason!

Thinking about it, Luo Yunze is only 36 years old now, and "Luo Xiazhi" is exactly eighteen, that is to say, Luo Yunze gave birth to himself when Luo Yunze was born—wasn't that exactly the year when Bai Fenghuang married Luo Zhenhua in [-]?

He is not Luo Zhenhua's "old son", but Luo Yunze's "eldest son"!

What kind of bloody life experience, "Thunderstorm" is nothing more than that!

"Young master, where are you, young master?"

The housekeeper's call came from downstairs, probably because Luo Yunze had been waiting for a long time, and he came to look for someone by himself.

Luo Xiazhi was so frightened that his hands and feet were limp, he casually opened the door of a guest room next to him and got in. He didn't dare to turn on the light, so he hid behind the door.

He leaned against the door, and heard a commotion next door, followed by Luo Yunze's reply.

"Eldest young master, everything is ready, let's go upstairs. By the way, where is the young master? Didn't the young master go to look for you just now?"

"I didn't see Xiaoxia... Forget it, give me the lantern first, don't delay the ceremony."

Not long after the two walked away, there was another sound of high-heeled shoes outside. It should be that Bai Fenghuang also left.

"call……"

Leaning against the door panel, Rorschach heaved a long sigh of relief.

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The scorching flames engulfed the two-story cardboard house, stirring up patches of black smoke.

Servants kept sending carts of tinfoil money into the huge fire, which pushed the temperature of the summer night even higher, making people almost suffocated and out of breath.

Seeing that the day was coming to an end, the voices of monks and Taoist priests chanting sutras became louder and louder, pushing the ceremony to the climax and tide.

The relatives of the Luo family lined up in a row according to their seniority, with Luo Yunze leading the way, and threw the filial obedience and filial belt into the fire.

Bai Fenghuang, who was following behind Luo Yunze, took off the white flower pinned to his head and threw it into the fire, watching the flames devour the white flower, showing a relieved expression.

Luo Xiazhi looked at the two of them standing side by side to bid farewell to relatives and friends, and then turned his head to look at the bare altar where there was nothing left. Luo Zhenhua's photo hung there lonely and desolate, and sighed secretly.

Luo Zhenhua has always been in good health, why did he suddenly become critically ill for no reason, and how did Xiao Xia fall from the balcony on the fourth floor inexplicably... All the mysteries seem to have a "reasonable" explanation.

In an instant, Luo Xiazhi felt for the first time that he was "out of tune" with this world.

Logically speaking, as the third young master of the Luo family, he shouldn't have accepted all this so calmly, but he actually stood by and faced these absurd and immoral facts with the mentality of watching movies and novels.

In addition to "out of place", there is boundless loneliness and sadness.

The flames gradually extinguished, the guests gradually dispersed, and everyone returned to the mansion, only Luo Xiazhi was still standing in the yard, watching the remaining servants sweep away the ashes with brooms.

A gust of wind blew, and half of the paper money that hadn't been completely burned fell down in front of Luo Xiazhi.

Like someone's unwilling soul, reluctant to leave.

The author has something to say: I am so surprised, I obviously update every day, but I missed a lot of little red flowers. . .

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