When I went downstairs, I saw the man of the house, Mrs. Zhang's husband. Because he is related to Qutian's parents, he is probably an official. When he saw us, he smiled and said, "Qutian is here. When your mother told us yesterday, I was very surprised." As he said that, he looked at me, or at my belly. Then he smiled implicitly, which meant ridicule, but he didn't say it clearly because of the Qu family's face. While eating, I said again what Qu Tian taught me just now. Listen to what I said, Mrs. Zhang immediately expressed her position that she would install curtains on the second floor as soon as possible. Mr. Zhang looked at me, looked at me again, and then said: "Your surname is Cen?" "My surname is not Cen, but I am a child from Cenjia Village." If you investigate this sentence carefully, you will immediately You can find flaws. But because of the background of the Cen family, people are reluctant to delve into this issue. That Mr. Zhang asked: "What is the relationship between Liang Geng and you?" "I'm not familiar with him. But he seems to be the son-in-law of the Cen family." Mr. Zhang nodded and said, "You have the Cen family tree. "I was stunned for a moment. If it was an outsider, a person with no connection, he shouldn't ask such a question. I smiled slightly and said, "Mr. Zhang, what do you want to say?" "Our family has asked a Feng Shui master to help look after the house before. He gave me something, saying that he wanted me to give it to the descendants who hold the Cen family tree." I was stunned for a moment, then looked at Zu Hang, and he asked: "What is it?" "The man said that he must answer a question before he can give it to you. In what year did the ancestor on the first page of the genealogy die?" Mr. Zhang looked at me, and I looked at Zu Hang in panic. Even if I read their family's genealogy, it's impossible to remember exactly when this ancestor died. But I also know that Zu Hang can¡¯t speak now. Because in the eyes of their couple, I am the descendant of the Cen family, not Qu Tian. I must answer this question. But I don't know the answer. There was a strange feeling on my thigh under the table. Even without looking down, I knew it was Zu Hang¡¯s hand patting my thigh and writing on my leg. I felt it carefully and then reported a few numbers. "It's 1657." I was worried in my heart. Just relying on the sliding feeling on my thigh, I didn't know if my reading was correct. Without thinking, Mr. Zhang said, "Wait a minute, I'll get you something." Is that true? ! I secretly breathed out a sigh of relief. Mrs. Zhang said: "I don't know what that thing is? When our family said we would give him a red envelope of 500,000 yuan, he didn't even want it. He also said that we should give this thing to the person who takes the genealogy of the Cen family." I just said. He smiled and said, "Then why didn't he tell you that there must be curtains on the second floor?" "The house had just been renovated at that time, and there were curtains there. The curtains were removed and washed a few years ago, and the fabric was torn. It¡¯s gone. There¡¯s usually no one in the hall on the second floor anyway, and we all think it would be nice to have the sun shining in like this, so we didn¡¯t install it again.¡± If there is too much yin energy, it is not good. Feng shui is all about the balance of energy. " Mrs. Zhang nodded: "I will have someone make the curtains tomorrow." Mr. Zhang came out with a box. Looking at the box, you can tell that the contents are relatively heavy. He put the box on the dining table and said, "This is it." Looking at the box, I finally understood how the Feng Shui master could entrust things to customers who didn't know the details. There is a Luban lock on the box. The Cen family's imitation craftsmanship in this area is really not simple. I have seen several boxes like this that have been circulated by the Cen family. Although it is not an authentic antique, being able to imitate a Luban lock is already an amazing craft. Mr. Zhang said: "We haven't opened it yet, and we don't know what's inside." Before I moved, Zu Hang had already started to unlock it. Fortunately, Mr. Zhang and Mrs. Zhang did not notice this small detail, but focused on how Zu Hang planned to unlock the door. Luban lock is actually a variety of mechanisms and associated devices. It's a bit like a combination lock. If you make a mistake step by step, the lock may return to its original state, or it may be locked and unable to be opened. Unless you have a tool to pry the bottom of the box directly, just like I did. It's like prying off Zu Hang's dark marriage box. Zu Hang was not very skilled in opening the lock, but after more than a minute, he still opened the lock. boxWhen it was opened, there were a lot of red cloth strips inside, and in the middle was a large beam carved with dragons. Zu Hang frowned and asked, "When did this happen? When was this thing placed in your home?" "About half a year ago." "Who is it? Mr. Cen?" "It seems to be called Cen Zuhang. Right. You know, you usually only ask for your last name when you ask sir." Cen Zuhang? I'm sure that's not Cen Zuhang. There are only two people who can use this name, Cen Zuze and Cen Zhou. Cen Zuze should be able to read Feng Shui, but he won't show it in front of others. Just like in that small county town, even the neighbors said that Cen Zuze didn't understand anything. Then this Cen Zuhang can only be Cen Zhou. Zu Hang put the beam in place and urged: "Eat quickly, we will go back when we are full." I knew that Zu Hang must have a clue in his heart now, so I ate some in a hurry and got up to leave. . After receiving a big red envelope from Mrs. Zhang, we returned to the car. As soon as I got in the car, I asked, "Where are you going?" From Zu Hang's look, I knew he didn't intend to go home directly. "Jin Zi, this beam needs to be carefully planned." My heart was also heavy. Judging from the time, Cen Zhou had not met us at that time. He used this method to find the real Zuhang. Does it mean that he originally said that he was Cen Zuhang just to attract the attention of the mayor Cen Zuhang? Why is he looking for Zuhang like this? It¡¯s a pity that he was killed by Cen Zuze, otherwise he must know something that we don¡¯t know. Zuhang called Lingzi in the car and asked him to go to Jinzi's house too. When we arrived at Sister Kaneko¡¯s house, they were just preparing to have dinner. We had just finished eating, so we just sat at the table and held our bowls and chopsticks. Lingzi arrived later than us, and Xiaomo came with him. As soon as Xiao Mo entered the door, he saw the box placed on the small table in the living room, and said, "Wow, Wang Keren, what's your antique? Did you give it gold?" "No, it's just an important item." After taking a look at it, he said: "Lu Bansuo, it should be something from the Cen family. Let's eat first. Sister Zhizhao, I have no food to eat today." When it was mentioned that it was something from the Cen family, Xiao Mo stopped asking. After eating, Sister Jinzi made an excuse and asked her aunt to take her daughter and the restless little black cat out to play. We are the only insiders left in the family. Zu Hang tidied the table in front of him, brought the box up, opened the box, took out the dragon-carved beam inside, and said: "It should have been left to us by Cen Zhou. It was just when Wei Hua was released After I came out, the carved dragon beam that was left there was missing. We now have several pieces, and one piece is in Cen Zhou's hand. After I entered, Cen Zhou also entered the old site of Cenjia Village. He wanted to take away the beam, why not take away all of it, but only one section? "This section has a special meaning?" Jin Zi took the beam over. I froze and didn't dare to move. You know, my first impression of Diaolong Daliang and Cenjia Village was of those human skins. I don't want to be held like this. "Let me take a look." Lingzi also looked over. Xiao Mo grabbed the finger steak made by Jin Zi's husband and said, "What special meaning can it have? Realistically, many people don't think everything through before doing something. Maybe he didn't have time to think about it at all. But at that time The situation doesn't allow him to take too much. You have to know that this thing is made of solid wood. Cen Zhou just doesn't have the strength to take it, so he took a piece of it as a souvenir. " Sister Jinzi rolled her eyes at him and continued. Studying the beam. Three minutes later, she handed the beam to Lingzi and said, "I agree with Xiaomo." Lingzi looked at it and said, "That's probably it. He can't lift it. If he goes in alone, it will be difficult at night." If something happens again, I will be trapped to death. It will be good if I can hold one alive and come out." I secretly complained in my heart, I really thought it was because it was too heavy, too tired, and I couldn't lift it. . Zu Hang took over the beam and said, "Maybe this is the reason why Cen Zhou was killed. That night, Cen Zuze went to him and tricked him into handing over this. But he refused to hand it over, and there was a dispute. In addition, Cen Zuze Zhou knew what Cen Zuze had done, so Cen Zuze took action. "Well, it's very possible that the time is right and there is a motive." Lingzi sighed: "We have almost got the key to lock the door. When is the time to start?" "Let's get it together. There are still more than two months," Sister Jinzi said, looking at my belly and opening her mouth.??I stopped talking. Zu Hang packed up the beam and said, "I'll leave this here for you to handle." Xiao Mo then said, "Don't worry, no matter how awesome Cen Zuze is, he won't dare to go against the bank. Call the bank's special car tomorrow. Escort us." Zu Hang locked the beams again, and even Sister Jinzi and the others might not be able to open them. Then he took the box to the living room and put it away. As soon as he left the restaurant, Sister Jinzi lowered her voice and said to me: "Keren, it's best to have the baby as soon as possible." I don't know what their purpose is, but I do hope that the baby can be born early. I hope Zu Hang can see him and spend some time with him.