Ten Mile Room

The round and chubby fine flour dumplings are happily piled up in the fine porcelain bowl, the huge shiny elbows, the whole roast goose, roast chicken, and various dim sum are placed like offerings.

Jiang Gezi sat cross-legged under the plaque of the meeting hall with gold letters on a black background, holding a steaming dumpling bowl, as stiff as a god receiving incense.

He couldn't figure it out, why is this the effect?

He finally renovated his new residence into a grand palace?

Under the plaque in the meeting hall, there is a pair of couplets on the left and right, which were made by Jiang Gezi himself. Uncle Huang even praised it awkwardly at the beginning, which made him feel very shy.

The first couplet is: Fairness, justice, and justice is at ease.

The second couplet is: Harmony, kindness, and harmony are always in Sanxiang.

He was too embarrassed to look up when he wrote this couplet.

When I wrote it, it was nothing, I just had the idea of ​​playing around, and waited until it was actually carved for a craftsman, pasted with gold leaf and hung in the house... Uh!It's awkward to look at it again.

It's like the salted fish house at the gate of the backyard. I can't finish jumping, there are so many high gates in the world!In what family, I will sleep peacefully in the next bed, and I will be free for the rest of my life.

Damn!Who are you?A broken pole, and you still secretly feel that you are a crouching dragon niche?It's too pretentious, too embarrassing, too obvious...what if I want to pick it up?

Jiang Gezi picked up the bowl and wanted to eat, but there was a collective heavy breathing sound from the opposite side, probably feeling a little embarrassed, he gently put down the bowl again, and the opposite side sighed again and again.

He looked at the floor under his legs, which was similar to the earth's Han and Tang dynasties. Well... this was designed by a construction company, and it was much more realistic than his ideas. Whether it was the color or the texture, it was low-key and grand.

This thing has the meaning of tatami, but it is better than tatami.It is more comfortable and close-fitting, and the texture is also simple and beautiful, slightly light brown in color, with the aesthetic feeling of some years, but it cannot be seen with his couplets.

This thing is an inheritance imprint of the earth brought by someone unintentionally. However, the Gael East continent has developed itself and optimized it into a variety of forms in terms of materials. Unlike the earth, there are only a few simple types, such as straw and brown cores. .

Just like the one used in Jiang Gezi's home, it is made of iron oak fiber that can resist the heat and dryness of the floor, and the damp and mildew in the rainy season.The price of the floor materials used in the front and back yards of the new house alone is enough to buy a [-] square meter noble house in Fucheng.

The construction company really flattered him and posted a lot of things, just begging him not to come out and make trouble.

So it's home!But the house is not what it used to be...

Jiang Gezi put down the bowl again, and sighed on the other side.

He can't eat anything in the Daxiong Palace, why not light two incense sticks?

There used to be more than 20 houses in his house. The eight rooms on the second floor in the front have eight doors with hundreds of years of history and open fronts, and the workshop in the back is added to an illegal building with water, totaling 24 rooms.

Later, Jiang Gezi thought that he was alone, and even the swallows could not live in more than 20 houses, so he asked the workers to produce the design drawings, demolished all the unnecessary ones, and built a new two-and-a-half-story antique building in the backyard.

Why is it half? That’s because there is an extra half of the attic, and he added a huge outward-sloping tempered glass skylight to it, so you can lie on the tatami and watch the stars.

Jiang Gezi has long wanted to live in such an attic house, but after repairing it this way, he discovered that the aesthetics of Western-style architecture on the earth has affected the aesthetic harmony of other antique buildings.

Imagine how ugly it would be to place a large tempered glass on the place where the finely carved and carved windows should be placed? .

For Jiang Gezi's stinky fantasies that are not aesthetically pleasing, the designer had no choice but to hang four large palace lanterns outside the window for him, like marquee lanterns.

Looking at the stars?What a fart!Hanging the lights at night will make people dizzy if they can shake!

Jiang Gezi never came back when the house was being renovated, so as soon as he entered the back street of Sanxiang, he saw the four big palace lanterns on the roof of his house from a distance, it was so embarrassing!

He also remembered an old movie, there was a line in it?

"Light up the backyard!!!" (Red lanterns hung high)

Then the master went to the female ticket...

Uh... what are you thinking?

Jiang Gezi shook his head in distress.

"Grandpa, is it not suitable for you?" Grandma Duan asked cautiously.

Only then did Jiang Gezi wake up from the thought of failure in the renovation, and quickly said, "Oh! Let's eat."

But when he picked up the bowl, some gods froze again.

Two or three meters in front of him, there were hundreds of spectators watching him eat dumplings.

The old neighbors came one by one, and they sat in line obediently opposite him without saying a word when they came. They really wanted to kiss him, but were afraid of affecting his meal.

Everyone did not come empty-handed, and according to the rules of the new house warming, they all brought gifts into the house.

In just a short while, Jiang Gezi's large quilts have collected more than 30 beds.

Nowadays, everyone has no shortage of money, and sending quilts is a small gift, and one or two beds are a bit overwhelming, so they give them away from spring to winter.

Jiang Gezi thought, I probably will never lack a quilt in my life.

He picked up the chopsticks, finally picked up a dumpling from the bowl, and took a bite.

Well... The fresh meat is mixed with the freshest shrimp meat, and the leeks can only be tasted after careful chewing. Well, he likes to eat the Sanxian dumplings that taste like Laosanxiang.

Seeing that the master ate several in a row, the spectators looked at each other with a sigh of relief, and smiled sweetly.

Once this father comes back, what a heart!Why is it so safe!

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Jiang Gezi was finally too shy to eat, so he held up his bowl and asked, "You...do you eat?"

"You eat, you eat..."

"Don't eat, don't eat..."

"Not hungry, not hungry..."

"I'm full..."

"Next pot, next pot, oops..."

Jiang Gezi snorted, nodded and took another bite, then laughed out loud, turned his back, and shrugged his shoulders up and down.

The group of elders who were sitting in front greedily watching Grandpa Gan eating dumplings felt that something was inappropriate, they suddenly became ashamed, stood up in embarrassment, winked at the back, and drove everyone away after threatening .

then……

In the newly built courtyard, Team Leader Xue's voice was the loudest: "What time is it! Is the business over? Hurry up and get out! If you don't go, be careful, I'll hit you all over the head with my big pipa belly... get out!!"

As a result, the room became empty, leaving only Grandma Duan and Fourth Sister-in-law Duan sitting on the side with their hands full of flour, looking at him with smiles.

When the bowl is empty, another bowl will be brought.

Jiang Gezi had a good appetite. After eating two large bowls, plus a roasted goose leg, he burped with half a bowl of hot dumpling soup.

Then get down to earth.

Grandma Duan saw that he was comfortable and nourished, so she smiled and said, "Grandpa, the bath water is ready for you, and the clothes are also prepared for you. Your sister-in-law made them for you. Go and have a warm bath?"

Jiang Gezi rubbed his belly, nodded and thought, oh, I've fallen!It's almost the same as the old landlord's life in the old society!

Holding his stomach, he went to the bathroom on the first floor, soaked in hot water for more than an hour, and then changed into an old shirt made of dark gray muslin and walked out.

When he returned to the meeting hall, he saw that the open courtyard, which could accommodate at least a hundred people, was already full of things.

Pots, bowls and pans, home decorations, clothes, quilts, shoes and socks, large bottles and small jars, jars of pickled pickles, piles of dried vegetable bundles...

Things are nothing, in a pile of colorful satin quilts tied with red strings, there is a thing called Zhou Songchun, clinging like a boneless meat worm, he is looking up at his own pair of quilts. Embarrassing couplet.

What do you mean by that look of admiration?Are you laughing at me?

Jiang Gezi became embarrassed like a middle school student whose mother saw the little yellow book under the bed.

He walked over and raised his chin slightly in protest: "You! What are you here for?"

At this moment, the sliding door in the room rang, and a fat, white face he had never seen before was looking in cautiously.

The man said, "Sir, can we start?"

Zhou Songchun sat up, smiled over there and said, "Bring them all in."

The man smiled and nodded.

Seeing the door closed, Zhou Songchun raised his face with a smile and said to Jiang Gezi: "The furniture is custom-made for you by His Royal Highness, as well as the clothes in the castle car, your luggage, oh! The electrical appliances are from me, you This quilt is not bad, how many beds will you give me? I haven't slept in the good handmade quilts for many years..."

Outside the corridor, there was a dull sound of moving furniture, and someone kept saying be careful.

Jiang Gezi turned over and lay on the quilt, squinting his eyes sleepily, and after a while he asked, "How do you know where I want to put the furniture?"

Zhou Songchun's lazy voice came: "Your Highness has been here countless times in your room, and he has already thought about where to put things."

It seems that... I don't have to worry about anything.

Jiang Gezi was going to sleep.

"I'll show you this!" Zhou Songchun handed something from the side, Jiang Gezi opened his eyes and took it, but it was a personal letter.

Since it was shown to him, he unceremoniously opened it and started to read it.

The title of this letter reads: "Honorable Highness, I have received your letter, and I wept with joy when I saw the letter. Once again, Your Highness will serve at your knees..."

Jiang Gezi didn't have the patience to read on, so he turned to the last page to read the signature, but it's your humble and loyal servant, sincerity Guan Qiu'an.

What's so strange about this, Jiang Gezi turned his face and threw the letter back to Zhou Songchun.

Zhou Songchun didn't pick up the letter. He lay on his back and was silent for a long time before he said leisurely: "I grew up with Qiu An in the same courtyard. Da, in fact, Qiu An has always been more ambitious than me, he looks clumsy but he is actually very smart..."

"Why are you telling me these things?" Jiang Gezi was a little impatient.

"Yes, what am I telling you? But who can I tell?"

Jiang Gezi stopped talking.

"Qiu An...he never spoke to His Highness in such a tone before."

"So? Aren't you slaves? Hehe~ Your Majesty the Queen is not doing this meaningful thing, regaining power, and building a big kingdom of Li's servants..."

"Don't talk about politics!"

"cut!"

"Actually, both Your Highness and I know that he belongs to His Majesty."

"Who? That fat man?"

"kindness."

"what happened?"

Zhou Songchun sat up, grabbed the quilt beside him, opened it and covered himself before saying, "I'm cold."

"That's my quilt."

"I gave you a complete set of electrical appliances, worth two hundred guan!"

"……it is summer now."

"But I'm cold!"

"Oh!"

"...Qiu An probably got pushed out when he returned to Zhongzhou, or he was abandoned by His Majesty, so he can speak to His Majesty in such a tone, but the problem is..."

When Zhou Songchun said this, he felt extremely uncomfortable.

Jiang Gezi looked at him with a twisted face in some incomprehension: "What's wrong?"

"The problem is that his current letter paper can no longer be directly presented to His Highness. There are at least two people who have read his letter before me."

Seeing Zhou Songchun with a somewhat uncomfortable expression, Jiang Gezi shook his head helplessly. He adjusted his eyes to his couplet, and said with a hint of ridicule, "So you are a rabbit dead and a fox sad?"

"This word is inappropriate! It's just... uncomfortable! I don't know what that guy suffered in Zhongzhou! Do you know that the Guan family in Zhongzhou is the most competitive family in our circle, and his children... There will be infighting from the beginning of breastfeeding."

Leader Xue's laughter sounded outside the house, old lady Duan praised the furniture, Jiang Gezi's mouth curled up, and he commented with a chuckle: "It's not as comfortable as my life in Laosanxiang!"

Wrapped in a quilt, Zhou Songchun sighed: "Indeed! Who can have you moisturised, and the socks can be as high as a hill! Oh! Don't talk about that! Apart from this, I have two more things to tell you, these things are somewhat related to you , but with your permission, I can clean it up for you."

Jiang Gezi sat up and looked at Zhou Songchun with some doubts.

"Bloodline?"

Zhou Songchun nodded under the quilt: "Yes."

"Tell me? What kind of blood relationship?"

Zhou Songchun sat up slowly, and looked out of the window subconsciously. He was a little nervous because of the monitors all the way.

Jiang Gezi said very distressed: "This is my place!"

Zhou Songchun nodded enviously: "That's true, it's really good to make poles, so...give me a room, the mountain is not safe."

What's the matter, Jiang Gezi nodded, pointed to the second floor and said, "Let's talk about it later, you first talk about my blood relationship, and you can choose a room tomorrow."

Zhou Songchun thanked him solemnly, pushed the quilt aside, sat upright, and then seriously said to Jiang Gezi: "We found something, Guan Qiu'an now has a cohabitant named Xing Xuzhuo."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Jiang Gezi's expression seriously, but

Jiang Gezi's expression was quiet and peaceful, and it took him a long time to ask in confusion, "What do you mean?"

Tell yourself what is Guan Qiuan's cohabitant doing?

Zhou Songchun lowered his head and thought for a while, then explained as if remembering something: "Guan Qiu'an's cohabitant, Xing Xuzhuo, is your uncle by blood."

"Who? My uncle?"

Jiang Gezi's head was slightly clouded, and only then did he think of a corner of his memory.

Then he chuckled and said, "Why, Guan Qiu'an wants to be my aunt?"

Zhou Songchun patted himself on the back of the head helplessly and said, "Hey! That's not the case, I mean, if this person makes you unhappy, I can keep him away from your sight..." At this point, he looked at Jiang Gezi indifferently The expression said again: "It's okay to never show up again."

Jiang Gezi waved his hand indifferently: "It's okay, these are not important, I just wonder one thing, how did they get together?"

"According to the information, there is no conspiracy here! It seems that they met by accident and then fell in love! That fat man who doesn't care...he seems to be very dependent on your uncle."

"Declaration! I don't have an uncle, I just jumped out of a crack in the rock! Let him go~ This matter will stop here."

Zhou Songchun patted his thigh in distress, exhaled from his nasal cavity and nodded: "Okay! You just don't care."

Jiang Gezi shook his head helplessly and said, "I was still young at that time, and I cared about nothing! I always get into trouble when I see you. Tell me, the second one?"

Zhou Songchun's pupils narrowed slightly, and he adjusted his sitting posture again and said, "My condolences! On April 22, your mother... well, Ms. Xing Yujuan died in the emergency room of the municipal hospital due to excessive blood loss."

Jiang Gezi didn't quite understand the literal meaning of this sentence, and a scene immediately came to his mind.

That day, a woman with a big belly came to him, and he gave her twenty guan.

Then, there is no more.

He looked at Zhou Songchun, and it took him a long time to say: "You don't have to be like this, in fact..." He paused before saying: "I have nothing to do with her, um~ just like you said, there are some blood ties, By the way, how did she die?"

Seeing that he didn't care, Zhou Songchun relaxed, and changed to sitting cross-legged and said: "Ms. Xing Yujuan has been suffering from domestic violence because of money problems, and even her two daughters have encountered some bad things. She was beaten and had a miscarriage last year." gone."

Jiang Gezi thought of her big belly again. She was about to give birth at that time, right?

Zhou Songchun was also very regretful, and he sighed in a somewhat hesitant tone: "This is a matter in the world! I really can't figure it out for a while, I think, since the lady had a miscarriage... probably she started to think about it ... So, Ms. Xing Yujuan gave you the knife first, oh, gave her more than 40 knives to the bonded person, and then cut her wrists... Yeah~ I can't bear it, I read the autopsy report, and her mouth There are only a few teeth left..."

Jiang Gezi was stunned for a moment, regardless of the blood relationship of this body, even if~even hearing about a stranger being domestically abused, it is not a good thing.

He said, "Well... Also, I feel that you haven't finished your sentence yet!"

"Yes~ yes, Ms. Xing Yujuan wrote a will before she died."

Jiang Gezi chuckled and said, "Oh, she left the property to me?"

Zhou Songchun nodded his temples in distress and said: "There is a part of the money. She seems to have a remittance slip of [-] guan. It seems that her domestic violence is also caused by this slip, but she has never picked up this slip because It was sent by your uncle Xing Xuzhuo, she seems to hate her brother very much..."

"If you want me, I hate it too! So that guy is a disaster star!"

"That's right... for you guys! It seems that he is only Wang Guan Qiu'an, he is very good at making money, when that fat man was unlucky, he basically made money from his head... Hey! That's not what I'm talking about, Pigeon... ..."

Jiang Gezi raised an eyebrow.

Zhou Songchun leaned forward slightly, stared into Jiang Gezi's eyes and said, "Gezi, Ms. Xing Yujuan named you as the guardian of her two daughters in her will."

What... what?

Jiang Gezi blinked his eyes in confusion, and a sentence was turning over and over in his mind.

Lao Tzu is the one who will save the world in 500 years, what are you going to do with me now?

Raising children?impossible! ! !