Ge Sheng walked home as usual along the path he was accustomed to. The wheat was harvested in late autumn, and the dew had just set. The golden wheat stubbles were proud and unruly piercing the distant sky, like countless sharp swords that had been cut in half.
Xiaojiu's igloo was not far from Fengmian Villa, only a few quarters of an hour's walk away. The white tower to the west still stood clearly there, so it was impossible to get it in the wrong direction.
But when Ge Sheng walked to the foot of the hill, he discovered an obvious difference.
There is a car at the foot of the mountain.
The car is a carriage, the Ge family's carriage.
Ge Sheng's own carriage can naturally be regarded as the Ge family's carriage, but there is only one carriage, and this only carriage was also taken away by his own mother who went out, and is unlikely to come back in the short term.
Could it be someone from the Ge family?
Ge Sheng thought.
The Ge family is the Ge family of Lanyin. It has been in this land for forty-seven generations and has flourished for twelve hundred years. As the former direct heir, although Ge Sheng has never really returned to Lanyin City since his birth, During Lanyin's ancestor worship every four years, her mother would still send Ge Sheng back to complete the ceremony, so she was not completely ignorant.
Although the only person Ge Sheng knew and remembered was his cousin Ge Lian who often bought him candy.
The current direct heir of the Ge family, Ge Lian, even a person like Ge Sheng, who is very insensitive to power, knows that he is very powerful.
Lanyin College ranked first. The year before last, he took the entrance examination of Ye Ye College at the age of fourteen. He finally ranked 371st among the 19,000 candidates in the empire. He was only one step away from entering that university. A holy place in the hearts of all Lanye people.
But he was only fourteen then.
But such a powerful cousin Ge Lian is not a very powerful person. He never thinks that he is a burden to his cousin, whom he only meets once every four years. Every time he meets, he will take him to buy the best food in the city, but he never Take a taste.
In the words of my own mother, even if the child is twenty years old, some people will believe it.
As Ge Sheng thought about it, he had already stepped on the last step up the mountain, and the gate of the villa appeared in front of him.
"Master?" The maid Lihua who was waiting at the door was wearing a pear-white maid uniform. When she saw him, she couldn't help shouting in surprise, and then she hurriedly pulled him to her side and whispered: "There is someone from the Ge family..."
"I saw it." Ge Sheng didn't know what was going on. Isn't it obvious?
Lihua shook her head vigorously and said in a small voice in Ge Sheng's ear: "This time, this time is different. Master, don't go in, hold on until Madam comes back."
Ge Sheng didn't understand what Lihua meant for a moment, so he was forced to go to the side door by Lihua. It seemed that even being seen walking through the main entrance was a bad thing.
At this moment, Ge Sheng heard an old voice ringing from inside the door: "The young master is back. That's great."
When Ge Sheng saw Lihua's face turn pale, he turned to face the door and said reluctantly: "No, Lian'er from the village is here. I'll send her away right away."
Ge Sheng was just thinking about how the man knew he was coming even though he didn't see him, and why such a strange thing happened, when he heard the man's soft and kind voice coming from in front of him: "You are a humble servant, why do you like it so much?" What about lying?"
Ge Sheng looked in front of him, and he didn't know when an old man in green clothes and black hat appeared. He had kind eyes and a gentle expression.
Lihua's face turned even paler, she raised her hands and hugged Ge Sheng behind her, and said in a trembling voice: "It's because Lihua is bad, it's because Lihua is bad, Lihua's mouth is in the palm of her hand, Lihua's mouth is in the palm of her hand."
Saying this, Lihua used her left hand to say hello to her face hard. She used her true strength, and the sound was clear and crisp. Every time she made a note, there was a swollen red mark on her porcelain white face, but her right hand was stuck behind her back. Grab Ge Sheng and prevent him from taking a step forward.
Ge Sheng's eyes were a little red. Lihua was her mother's personal maid since she was a child. Her mother treated her like a sister. Not to mention beating her like this, she usually didn't even curse harshly. He ignored Lihua's obstruction and turned around to twist her away. Lihua grabbed his hand, bent over and came to Lihua, and grabbed Lihua's left hand with one hand.
"I don't allow you to fight!"
His set of movements were so smooth that he could rotate, bend, and fold, and his position with the pear blossom was reversed in an instant, which made the old man opposite him sigh in admiration. I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to do this kind of dexterity at his age. arrive.
But this kind of pity for talent was not visible on the old man's face. He did not look at Ge Sheng, but at Lihua: "Yes, if the boss can lie casually, then the world will be in chaos."
"I'll give you two choices." The old man said gently: "First, cut your own tongue to prevent you from talking nonsense in the future."
Lihua bit her lip hard and wanted to defend herself but she held it back and said harshly: "What about the second one?"
"Second," the old man said with a gentle smile, "I'll give you a foot of white silk. Find a secluded room to use. We'll help you deal with the funeral. Dead people don't talk nonsense."
Ge Sheng's eyes were split. He pulled a handful of pear blossoms that he wanted to choose, stood upright in front of the old man, and said coldly: "This is Fengmian Villa, our servants, it's not your turn to deal with it yet." ?”
"Yours?" the old man asked back, and then he burst out laughing as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world: "Eleven years ago, that bitch An Ning shamelessly separated this village from the Ge family. After eleven years, you kid can confidently tell me that this is yours."
"It doesn't matter before." Ge Sheng didn't know much about the history of Fengmian Villa, but this did not affect his current attitude and words.
"At least at this moment, this village still belongs to me, so our servants, you are not allowed to move a finger."
"What a great little master." The old man chuckled, and then glanced at Lihua gently: "For your master's sake, let's forget it this time."
His eyes were as cold as poisonous snakes, and the pear blossom couldn't help but flinch at the touch.
"The real master is here, now you have no choice but to evade." The old man chuckled, turned around, and walked towards the door: "Follow me, if you stay one foot behind me."
"So what?" Ge Sheng was now extremely disgusted with this unknown old man. Although he followed him obediently, he still couldn't help but ask.
"Then in this Fengmian Villa, after nightfall you will find that there is not even a living cat."
The old man's voice was kind and gentle.
The white cat lying on the wall tilted its head and meowed softly.
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When Ge Sheng walked into the central reception room of the villa, he couldn't believe what he saw.
In other words, he simply couldn't recognize that this was the place where he had lived for more than ten years.
The green pear wood floor was covered with porcelain fragments and scattered wood chips. The precious official kiln porcelain was pushed down from the storage shelves in rows. The priceless chicken wing wood furniture was split and smashed with sharp blades and sledgehammers.
This is not robbery, but outright destruction.
Or a demonstration.
What you value as treasure is worthless in my eyes.
In the center of the living room, someone was sitting on the only intact huanghuali chair, and in front of him was the only intact long table made of wenge wood.
"You still made it back in time, cousin Ge Sheng."
The man said softly, politely and as gentle as jade.
"If you had been an hour later, this person wouldn't even be able to save his last hand."
Saying this, he casually threw the bloody man on his right next to Ge Sheng like a sack.
Ge Sheng didn't recognize who he was for a while, because he was covered in blood, and his feet and right hand were bent at a strange angle, obviously broken by life. Lihua followed Ge Sheng and couldn't help but cover her mouth and sob slightly when she saw the bloody man.
"Master." The man saw the young man next to him clearly and couldn't help but sigh softly. His voice was full of sorrow: "Why do you want to come back? Until Madam comes back, everything will be fine."
Ge Sheng was stunned when he heard the sound.
In disbelief, he knelt down and wiped the blood from the man's face with his clothes, and then he could see the man's face clearly.
His name is Wu Xing, and he is a long-term worker who collects rent and makes patrols on weekdays. He is also an old man who has been with his mother since his memory.
Ge Sheng stared at the man sitting there, his eyes burning with fire.
"What do you want to do! Ge Lian!"
"How rude, I called you cousin." Ge Lian sat there and tilted his head and said with a smile, then he flicked his hand, and a stream of light flew out.
Ge Sheng had been watching his movements for a long time, and when he saw him making a move, he immediately twisted his waist and made an arch bridge, deftly dodging Ge Lian's movements, and then looked at the other party angrily: "What on earth do you want to do?"
Ge Lian was slightly surprised when he dodged his blow, but then he smiled and floated a piece of paper from the other side of the table towards Ge Sheng.
"That old guy refused to sign a word and said he was not qualified. I broke both his legs and one hand but there was nothing I could do."
"I hope cousin Ge Sheng can be more obedient and not make me worry so much."
Ge Sheng took the piece of paper and saw only the first line.
Fengmian Villa Redemption Agreement.
