Chapter 394

After dinner, President Damen and his eldest son went to the study to talk about things. Beitiao chusui took everyone to the next living room for tea.

Instead of sitting on the sofa like Uncle Maori, Gao Cheng curiously goes to the window, opens the curtain and looks out at the snow.

The snow in the yard is accumulating more and more, the scattered snow pines, the small pool surrounded by snow, and the wing room on the other side are particularly elegant.

"How's it going?" Beitiao chusui served tea and drinks and said with a smile, "I don't know if dinner suits your appetite..."

"It's delicious," Xiao Lan nodded. "Especially rice."

"Yes? Because we still use the stove to cook every day, "chusui Beitiao said with a gentle smile. After putting down his tea, he took out his pen and paper and said," Mr. Maori, could you please sign my name for me? In fact, I have admired you for a long time

"Ah?" Uncle Maori was stunned, surprised and said, "is that so? no problem! It's my pleasure

"I'm sorry to trouble you."

"Where?" the uncle took the pen and paper as a treasure, and his face was red. "Great..."

“……”

Conan followed Gao Cheng to see the snow scenery. He looked back at the uncle who signed carefully.

"People with simple minds and no worries are really good..."

"Hey," Gao Cheng said, "from just now on, you've figured out the structure of this house. What do you want?"

"Don't you feel it?" Conan said in a low voice, "don't you think this family is weird? The couple's faces changed just now... "

Gao Cheng is used to saying: "when a big family is not like this, once it comes to family property, the brothers will not kiss."

"Miss chusui," Uncle Maori signed his name and looked at the other pieces of signature paper in his hand, "that one, too?"

Beitiao chusui said with a smile: "no, it's for lianglang and Chenghu detective."

"And me?" Damen lianglang is confused.

"Yes," chusui said with a smile, "I believe you will become a famous guitarist in the future."

"That's good."

Damen lianglang took over the paper and pen to sign.

"By the way, miss chusui, when did you come?"

"It wasn't long before I came here to play after I left Tokyo. I just wanted to have a try," says kitao chusui, bending her crescent eyes. "Because the Damen family is a family with a lot more to learn than other families."

"Yes? Thanks to you at home, I feel much more lively. "

"No, I'm just optimistic."

"Brother lianglang," Conan followed Gao Cheng to look at the snow scenery. He turned back and noticed the gate. Lianglang wrote with his left hand and asked curiously, "what kind of songs do you play?"

"I always play Spanish songs," Damon said after signing his name. "In fact, I'm going to Spain next month..."

"Spain?"

"Why is this kind of report again?" In the study next to the living room, suddenly came the scolding voice of the president of the front door, "I have given you many opportunities, it seems that they are all in vain! I can't give up the position of president to you! "

"I think Dad is too tough... Who do you want to be the president except me?"

The president of the gate and his eldest son quarreled fiercely, and the atmosphere in the living room became stiff.

Damen Liang Lang quietly put down his pen and paper and said, "in fact, my father and my elder brother are just like birds of a feather. The reason why I came home today is to make a clear end with my father..."

"Clear end?"

"Dad always hoped that I could work as a senior supervisor in the gate industry, but all he wanted was money. He didn't know how other people felt. I hated his insolent style, so he ran away from home five years ago."

The gate is bright and melancholy.

"I won't go back to Japan until I go to Spain this time. Maybe I won't see my father again..."

"Liang Lang," the eldest daughter-in-law said sarcastically as she walked into the living room, "what do you say to make it clear before you go home? I think you just want to take the gate home for yourself?"

"Young granny?"

"Sister in law?"

Damen lianglang frowned and said, "what are you talking about? In this way, I would not have run away from home at the beginning... "

"God knows," sneered her sister-in-law, "who knows if she came back after she couldn't get along outside?"

"What are you arguing about?"?! I'm upset to see you and your wife! " The headmaster of Damen walked out of the study with a gloomy face and said, "Mr. Maori, I'm going to the wing room. I'll show you something good to change my mood."

"Good thing?"

On the side of the main room, people with umbrellas walk through the courtyard to a separate room.

"This is where I live. Every day there is a lot of noise in the main room. Only when I come back here can I really have leisure."

The president of the gate enters the porch and turns on the light. Uncle Maori puts away his umbrella and walks into the room. He is immediately attracted by a Japanese samurai armor worshipped in the hall. Under the light, the armor sitting upright looks like a real general“ This armor is so oppressive! "“ Ha ha, "said Gao Xing, President of Damen," how about it? Didn't you think of it? "This armor of shooshio is my treasure..." Gao Cheng was the last one to enter the room. He followed Xiao AI and looked at the armor. Before he knew what was going on, a warrior in armor suddenly flashed in front of him and slashed with his sword“ Whew After the umbrella in hand, he first broke the warrior's figure like lightning. When Gao Cheng came back to his senses, he found that uncle Maori's face looked at him“ What are you doing, Chenghu boy Asked Uncle Maori with a silly eye“ Ah? Ha ha, it's nothing. " Gao Cheng awkwardly puts away his umbrella and looks at the well placed armor in the room. It's weird. What the hell? It seems that I am too sleepy today... "Is this the armor mentioned in the ceremony?" Uncle Maori looked at the heavy historical warrior armor and thought of the previous Requiem sacrifice, "it was collected by you. It's really scary..." "Dad," Xiao Lan came close and said strangely, "how do you feel a little different? There's a small crack in the chest guard..." "do you have it?"“ This is general Xiu you's curse An old woman in a bathrobe suddenly came out of the next bedroom. Her face was pale, and her long gray hair was tied up in front of her chest. If her eyes were not full of spirit, and she could vaguely see the demeanor of her youth, it would not be too frightening“ This armor has long been cursed by general Xiuyou Said the old woman in a hoarse voice“ Dragon The president of the gate was surprised and said, "what are you doing here?"“ The ghost of general Xiuyou is still wandering in the world. Anyone who sees his soul will die in the end. "The old woman knelt down carefully in front of her armor and offered a pair of white socks with both hands." I hope general Xiuyou doesn't freeze to his feet. Please put on these white socks... "The president of the gate said angrily," old lady! You're making a mystery again“ What are you saying? " The old woman accused, "in order to atone for those evil deeds you have done, I will provide a pair of white socks on the death day of general Xiuyou every year. You are so disrespectful! This evening is the 500 year anniversary of general Xiuyou's death. Maybe something will happen. You'll see. "“ Gollum Gao Cheng swallowed his saliva, looked at the devout old woman on the ground, and looked at Xiao Lan who was holding Conan tightly in fear. He could not help sweating. Ha ha, should not? How can there be ghosts in this world? I must have read it wrong just now, Amitabha, Amitabha