#1235 of the Capital Courtyard (3)

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Yang Zimei didn't allow Zeng Zhenlong to say more, and hung up the phone directly.

"Grandpa Zeng, what did Niu say?"

Seeing Zeng Zhenlong call him, Zeng Zimo asked.

"She said that she would wait until she came over so that you wouldn't have to pick it up. I'm really worried, this girl, since she's in the capital, why didn't she just go home? Where can I find a place to live? Where can I live at home? Is it convenient?"

Zeng Zhenlong muttered in dissatisfaction.

"She said she found a place to live? Don't want to live in our house?"

Zeng Zimo asked in confusion.

"It's not that she doesn't want to live in our house, but she's afraid she's not used to it. If I knew this earlier, I'd go pick her up in person!"

After Zeng Zhenlong finished speaking, he glared at Zeng Liangjiu again.

"Oh, it's quite a big name!"

Marven Ye sneered, "I would like to see how holy she is, but Grandpa wanted to pick him up in person at his age."

"Just say less."

Zeng Liangjiu saw that his grandfather's face was not good, he hurriedly pushed and pulled his wife, and reprimanded in a low voice.

Ye Wenxin rolled her eyes at him and didn't say much.

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"My great-grandfather asked me to live at Zeng's house."

Yang Zimei said helplessly to Jiang Ziliang, "But I don't want to."

"My small courtyard is not far from Zeng's house, only two streets away."

Jiang Ziliang replied, "Master, you can live wherever you want, it doesn't matter."

"So close?"

Yang Zimei asked in surprise.

"Um."

"That's good. It's not convenient for me to take Xuehu and others to live at Zeng's house. They'll stay in your small courtyard first. I've been at Zeng's house by myself, and I'll sneak back when I have time."

Yang Zimei nodded.

"Row!"

Jiang Ziliang naturally had no opinion.

He was trained as a soldier since he was a child, so he was accustomed to the absolute loyalty and obedience to his superiors and elders.

Therefore, whatever the master says, he is what he is.

On the way to Jiang Ziliang's small courtyard, we must first pass through Zeng's big house.

"This is the Zeng family!"

Jiang Ziliang slowed down the speed of the car, pointed to the slightly old red lacquer gate house and said to Yang Zimei.

Yang Zimei looked at it very seriously.

The word Zengfu on the gate shows that this house has at least a thousand years of history.

She knew that the Zeng family was a famous family, but she didn't expect the family to have such a long history.

From the feng shui point of view, the location of this house is also excellent, gathering the spiritual energy from all directions.

It's a pity that opposite the gate of this house, there is a tall lamp post erected.

It is this lamp post character that formed a suffocating qi for the house, which rushed straight into the house, making it impossible for the house to hide the wind and gather qi, and the family declined.

Judging from the appearance of this lamppost, it must have been around forty or fifty years.

It seems that the reason why the Zeng family has been unable to occupy a place in the capital since then is the lamppost.

The thousand-year-old family was actually destroyed on a small lamppost, which really has to make people sigh.

It seemed that she had to find a chance for Grandpa Zeng to find a way to remove the lamp post.

The car walked slowly down the street.

This street is an old street. Acacia trees are planted on both sides of the road, and the flowers on the trees are scattered. It is very beautiful. People don't realize that this is the bustling and prosperous capital, but just a remote town.

Of course, those who can live here and own an old house are either rich or expensive, or inherited from traditional families.

Crossing this street, it only took about five minutes to arrive at the small courtyard that Jiang Ziliang said.

In fact, it is not a small courtyard, but a big house like the Zeng family.

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