Chapter 1241

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Yang Zimei tried to persuade Zeng Zhenlong to believe in Fengshui, so as to rebuild the Fengshui pattern of the house.

"That's bullshit. Don't those emperors say that they are buried in Fengshui Dragon Cave? However, it can not prevent the change of dynasties and the incompetence of descendants. Those people who lived in the imperial city before were not so lucky. Which emperor was not a short-lived ghost? Which prince imperial concubine womb woman can live well

Although Zeng Zhenlong is old, his thinking is not weak. When he debates, he is right.

The others in Zeng's family were surprised to see him talking with Yang Zimei at length.

In their impression, Zeng Zhenlong was reticent. He never spoke more than two sentences to everyone. Now he still spoke patiently with Yang Zimei.

It makes people jealous.

Yang Zimei is not the kind of person who is good at language argument.

Seeing Zeng Zhenlong saying this, she couldn't find words to refute.

She could not tell him that she had a heavenly eye, could directly see the auspiciousness and misfortune of geomantic omen, and knew how to arrange the geomantic pattern.

It seems that to solve the problem of bad geomantic omen in the house, we have to take time.

She first thought of a way to quietly make up for the status quo of the house, let it Yin and yang balance is.

Enter the hall.

Since the decoration of the hall is no taboo, only beautiful, do not pay attention to Feng Shui pattern.

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

Yang Zimei shook his head in secret.

This big family is really too careless.

Zeng Zhenlong pulls her to sit down and asks Cheng Xiaojing to make tea for her.

Cheng Xiaojing is really not happy to let her make tea for her younger generation. However, she doesn't show it. Instead, she pretends to be very happy to make a pot of good tea.

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

Zeng Zhenlong thought that she had just come from the other side of the road, rather than by car, and asked with concern, "is there not enough money for a car?"

"No, I have a friend on the other side of the street. I came from there just now. I came here not far away."

Yang Zimei replied with a smile, "don't worry about my money."

"Ouch, Niuniu, don't you know that your great grandfather has been waiting for you anxiously? If you go to your friend's house first instead of our Zeng's, you will disappoint my great grandfather. "

Ye Wenxin screamed at the side.

Yang Zimei didn't care about her, but said to Zeng Zhenlong with guilt, "Mr. Zeng, I'm sorry. I didn't know you were waiting for me, so I didn't come here first. I'm sorry to have kept you waiting

"Oh, silly boy, it's OK. My grandfather can still afford to wait. I'm afraid I can't wait until I close my eyes. "

Zeng Zhenlong said with a smile.

His words made Yang Zimei a little sad.

The disappearance of his daughter was a blow to him.

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

Unfortunately, it was his daughter's granddaughter, not her daughter.

She also did not understand why grandma would be so stubborn not to come back to Beijing.

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