#1242 to Zeng's House (4)

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Yang Zimei tried to persuade Zeng Zhenlong to believe in feng shui, so that he could rebuild the feng shui pattern of the house.

"That's all nonsense. Don't all those emperors say they were buried in the Fengshui dragon cave? However, it can't stop the change of dynasties and the incompetence of descendants. Those who used to live in the imperial city are not necessarily the same. How good is the fate, which emperor is not a short-lived ghost? Which prince, concubine, concubine and widow can live a good life?"

Although Zeng Zhenlong is old, his thinking is not weak.

The rest of the Zeng family were surprised to see that he and Yang Zimei were talking at length.

In their impression, Zeng Zhenlong was taciturn and never spoke more than two sentences to everyone, and now he is still patiently speaking to Yang Zimei.

This makes people jealous.

Yang Zimei is not the kind of person who is good at arguing with words.

Seeing Zeng Zhenlong say this, she couldn't find any words to refute it.

She can't tell him that she has the eyes of the sky, can directly see the good and bad of Feng Shui, and knows how to arrange the Feng Shui pattern.

It seems that to solve the problem of poor house feng shui, we still have to take it slowly.

She first thought of a way to quietly make up for the current situation of the house, so that it would balance the yin and yang.

Enter the lobby.

Since there are no taboos in the decoration of the hall, it only looks beautiful, and does not pay attention to the feng shui pattern.

The sofa is placed under the beam, and there is no support. There is a TV set on the financial position. There is also a mahjong table in the corner of the living room. The painting on the wall is a picture of a beast. There are also a little more antique vases on the table. a little.

Yang Zimei shook her head secretly.

This big family is really careless.

Zeng Zhenlong pulled her down and asked Cheng Xiaojing to make tea for her.

Cheng Xiaojing was really unhappy about letting herself make tea for the younger generation, but instead of showing it, she pretended to be very happy to brew a pot of good tea.

"Niuniu, how did you walk here just now?"

Zeng Zhenlong thought that she had come from the other side of the road just now, not by car, and asked with concern, "Is there not enough money to take the car?"

"No, I have a friend who is just over the street. I came from there just now. It wasn't too far away, so I walked over."

Yang Zimei smiled and replied, "Grandpa Zeng doesn't have to worry about my money."

"Oh, Niuniu, don't you know that your grandpa Zeng has been waiting for you anxiously? You actually went to a friend's house instead of our Zeng's house. You will disappoint Grandpa Zeng."

Marven Ye screamed loudly from the side.

Yang Zimei didn't bother to care about her, but said to Zeng Zhenlong guiltily, "Grandpa Zeng, I'm sorry, I didn't know you were waiting for me, so I didn't come here first. I've kept you waiting for a long time. I'm sorry."

"Hehe, silly boy, it's alright. Grandpa Zeng can still afford to wait now. I'm afraid that he won't be able to wait for you until he closes his eyes."

Zeng Zhenlong said with a smile.

What he said made Yang Zimei a little sad.

The disappearance of his daughter was such a shock to him.

From the moment he walked over and saw the tears in his eyes, he knew that he had been looking forward to his daughter coming over there and coming back to him.

It's a pity that he finally waited for his daughter's granddaughter, not her daughter.

She couldn't understand why her grandmother was so stubborn and unwilling to come back to the capital.

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