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    I suddenly understood why they didn't tell Cen Heng, the only descendant of the Cen family, about these things.  If he knew, it wouldn't necessarily be what would happen.  He just knows now that Qu Tian is not Qu Tian, ??but a ghost from the Cen family decades ago named Cen Zuhang.  The Cen family basically has internal intermarriages and is somewhat related to each other.  With these two points, he can call out grandma.  I put down my phone and said to Zu Hang: "He wants you to help look after the house." "You agreed." "Yes." "Waiting until you are discharged from the hospital." "That" "Don't ask about those things now.  ." he said.  I smiled slightly, I knew he was in confusion right now, and he didn¡¯t want me to chase him every day and let him make a decision.  He asked me not to ask, so I stopped asking and let him make his own choice.  While I was washing myself and eating something, I didn't want to just be cold with him, so I felt it would be bad not to say something.  After thinking about it, I asked: "The one who jumped off the building." I tried to keep my words as brief as possible. Although my voice has recovered, my throat still hurts.  "She was the wife of a worker who built that community. She came to see her husband from the countryside and saw that he had invited the young lady to play. She couldn't figure it out and jumped off the building. When she jumped, she was already two months old, so  There was a lot of resentment. Lingzi guided her and didn¡¯t hurt her. ¡°I don¡¯t know if husband and wife complement each other. I always spoke in the past.  Now that I can't speak, he talks more.  Looking at him, talking and blowing the porridge for me, I started laughing.  In fact, what if we knew that the big boss behind the scenes was Zu Hang?  For me, he is still my ancestor and will always be my ancestor.  Nothing has changed.  "What are you laughing at?" Zu Hang said as he handed the porridge to my lips.  I reached out and took the porridge: "I'll do it myself. Has the family renovated it?" "I don't know, I haven't paid attention to it these days. If you feel uncomfortable living in that house, we can change it to another one. Or  , invite the Kitchen God and the Door God to consecrate the house, so that it will not be so easy for Cen Mei to go in next time. "What about you?" He breathed out slowly.  Then he smiled and said: "Then forget it, you will go wherever I go from now on, so there will definitely be no danger. But sometimes it will be dangerous to follow me. If there is really danger, just follow Jin Zi  Just stay here. " "Yes, I will be good." I looked up at him and smiled.  Great, nothing really has changed.  When I first heard those things, I even thought the sky was going to fall and Zu Hang was leaving.  It turns out that for me, nothing has changed.  I know that the sky outside is about to collapse, but Zuhang holds up this small piece of sky for me so that I can still see the bright sunshine.  So what I can repay him with is my smile.  When I was discharged from the hospital, all the gold and pieces came over.  I was still a little scared when I saw Zero.  Maybe I was frightened by the scene in the dream of Lingzi and Xiaomo setting off explosives. I had the illusion that he was the one who would kill Zu Hang.  Sister Jinzi whispered in my ear: "Don't worry, I will try hard to find a way to get you pregnant. Once you have a child, he will definitely stay. Keren, come on." I shrank my neck and blushed.  Face, dare not reply.  Zu Hang pulled me over and asked, "What is she talking about?" His nervous look was as if Sister Jinzi had told him a secret.  I know that the secrets about Zu Hang are not just the ones he told me, there should be others, but he hid them for the time being.  And he was worried about Sister Jinzi telling me.  ¡°Then I¡¯ll just wait a little longer and wait for him to tell me himself.  I didn't answer him, just smiled.  I know I can't put pressure on him now, I have to be his wife.  My dad followed us home.  Downstairs, he still followed the old tradition and let me go through the fire before entering the house.  When I came back here again, I felt an indescribable feeling in my heart.  I can feel my fear.  The feeling of facing Cen Mei directly, the feeling of life being threatened, the feeling of dying all happened here.  My dad stepped forward, opened the window, and said, "Why don't you go home and stay with me for a few days?" I looked at Zu Hang and said, "No, dad, Zu Hang will be at home. He doesn't have anything to do to get off work."  , you can stay with me every day." "My dad looked at him, lowered his eyes and whispered, "I don't have enough money to tell you. I still have some." "Dad, no need."  I can also make money." My dad took me from school.While sorting out the things he brought back from the yard, he said, "What kind of money can he make? Yuanbao!" My dad would never dare to say these things before.  It's just that I got married and moved here, and now that this happened, my dad finally looks like an old man.  I quickly helped Zu Hang and said: "He can read Feng Shui, and he is very good at it. In two days, he will go to see one of Cen Heng's colleagues. All appointments have been made. Dad, you don't have to worry." I originally  I thought Zu Hang would be angry.  But I saw him looking at our father and daughter with such a faint smile.  After I settled down, my dad cooked dinner for me at home and then left.  As soon as my dad left, I quickly pulled Zu Hang's sleeve and said: "Zu Hang, I'm sorry, my dad spoke a little strange today." "Well, it's okay. He is also my dad." I really didn't expect this six  Grandpas in their teens would say something like this.  Now it was my turn to collapse on the sofa laughing.  Because we were on sick leave for seven days before, and now we are discharged from the hospital, it only lasts for six days. There is still one day left, so we decided to go look at the house for Cen Heng¡¯s colleague the next day.  When Zu Hang told me this, he was on the balcony of the living room, watching the incense on the apples burn little by little.  ¡°Why are you in such a hurry?¡± I asked.  I have been hospitalized for the past few days, and he is not feeling well either.  And it¡¯s not like the house is haunted, so it can be done in a day or two.  Zu Hang swept away the ash on the incense with a flick of his hand, revealing a bright red light, and said: "I think you will have to go to work after tomorrow. I will take you to and from get off work in the future. Otherwise, I think before, you had to take a taxi when you left home after four o'clock. Fortunately, nothing happened. It will be safer for me to pick you up and drop you off. " I wonder if he told me the truth and told me such a big secret, which made him willing to follow me. Did I talk too much?  From the day he revealed his secret, I had a clear feeling that he was more willing to talk to me.  Maybe it¡¯s because I told too many lies before, too big, and I talked too much, and I was afraid that I would say something wrong or miss something.  That's why I don't like to talk.  This reluctance to talk is not his character, but something he deliberately suppresses.  I did not refuse his kindness. I knew that when I was injured, he also felt very uncomfortable.  It's better to just let him protect me.  The next day, we went to the small police station to look for Cen Heng in the afternoon.  His biggest ambition at the beginning was to become the deputy director of this small police station.  I don't know why a police station with just a few people still has a deputy chief.  And there will be people like Cen Heng thinking about this deputy director.  It¡¯s really promising enough.  When Cen Heng saw us coming, he poured us water with a smile and said we should not thank him. He was just being accommodating.  Looking at his heartless look, he probably didn¡¯t even remember Zu Hang telling him that I had an accident and was hospitalized.  Fortunately, he didn't call me "grandma" anymore. I don't have such a grandson.  But judging from the current situation, it's better not to let him know those things.  Soon, a tall and thin middle-aged policeman came over, shook hands with Zu Hang and said with a smile: "Hey, this is the young Feng Shui Mr. I believe you, I have heard about what happened to you last time.  That¡¯s a god.¡± Zu Hang didn¡¯t answer, he just smiled.  Seeing that it was time for the police to get off work, they asked us to drive and follow their police car to see the new house.  The new house is located in an old neighborhood nearby. The house I bought is also a second-hand house.  The middle-aged policeman, surnamed Lu, said when we got out of the car: "Oh, don't listen to all the talk about improving police pay. We at the grassroots level only had a few cents. What kind of units did we have before?"  The fund-raising building is no longer available. I can only buy a second-hand house. Let's see if it can be done better. I don't want to get rich and be an official. I just want to live in peace and harmony. Go upstairs.  Well, it¡¯s not high, just the fourth floor. ¡°For a six-story building like this, the fourth floor is really not high, so it¡¯s just right.  The corridor is relatively dark. After all, it is an old building. There are all kinds of advertisements on the walls. I was a little embarrassed to read them.  Even more so, there was an advertisement with the words "Impotence" written in large letters on the door of that house.  Officer Lu calmly tore down the advertisement and opened the door.  Cen Heng came close to me: "Sister, let's measure the direction of the mountain. I'm learning from my sister." "Okay, I'm younger than you, so if you want to call me sister, you should call me sister." "You have a higher seniority."  He secretly pointed at Zu Hang.  Zu Hang has already started to walk through the house.  I also looked at the house front and back. Old houses usually have lighting from two sides, and there will be lighting from three sides on both sides of the building.  And this houseIt's lit from both sides.  But one doubt is that the living room and master bedroom are in opposite directions, and the lighting and ventilation on both sides should be the same.  Although there is no ruler to measure, visual inspection is the same.  I approached Zuhang and asked in a low voice: "Which side is the mountain?" Although this kind of question sounds very amateurish, it is generally difficult to judge the mountain direction of this house.  Look at the side of the house that has the greatest lighting and ventilation.  But it¡¯s the same on both sides.  Some people subjectively believe that the living room must be facing the direction, but this is not necessarily true.
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