Divine Perspective: Married to President Bai Fumei

After listening to Du Heng's self-reported name.

The white-haired old man nodded excitedly.

"I know, I know! Old man, I really did not admit my mistake. After more than ten years, you are still so handsome and outstanding, Young Master Biao."

Du Heng accepted this relatively objective evaluation with his usual expression.

He continued: "Old man, how about we go to the milk tea shop diagonally opposite and have a chat?"

The white-haired old man responded obediently.

Went to the milk tea shop with Du Heng.

"First of all, old man, you can just call me by my name, I sound awkward about young master or something."

"Du, Du Heng."

"That's right, that's the name. Second, tell me who you are?"

Niu Facai then brought over five cups of milk tea.

Both Sun Yongji and Chen Po took whatever they wanted. Du Heng saw that the white-haired old man didn't move, so he politely handed him a cup of milk tea.

As a result, the white-haired old man was flattered.

He hurriedly stood up and took it respectfully.

"Thank you, Master Biao."

Du Heng is not used to this name, but forget it, I am too lazy to correct it.

"Master Biao, I'm Cui Fu, the housekeeper. The last time I saw Master Biao, you were buried by the old man. I didn't expect to see you again after more than ten years."

"You were the most handsome of the kids back then, and you could be noticed at a glance, and you are still the same now!"

So you recognized me because of my outstanding handsomeness?
Then there is no need to ask this question.

Cui Fu continued to babble.

"At that time, you were still young. Because I agreed with the attitude of the old man and the old man, I was very cold towards you. I only met you once or twice. You don't remember that I am normal."

"You and your mother, how are you doing now?"

Du Heng really has no memory of Cui Fu.

I vaguely remember that the old housekeeper of Grandpa Cui's family seemed to have such a name.

"My family is very good, and life is going smoothly."

Cui Fu nodded happily.

"This is good, this is good!"

"After the fall of the Cui family, every time I think back to those years, I feel that the Cui family was sorry for the third miss, and I was sorry for the third miss. Back then, I helped the old man do a lot of things to beat the mandarin ducks. Fortunately, the third miss persisted in the end."

"Otherwise, if she had listened to the old man back then, she would have married the second son of the Lai family in Huaicheng..."

Cui Fu said a lot of old things.

The sun shines through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the milk tea shop and shines on the old man's mottled face. Du Heng listened quietly, but his eyes were in a daze.

He seems to have returned to when his grandfather was alive.

He sat beside the old ginkgo tree at the entrance of the village and basked in the sun with his grandfather.

When he was a child, he didn't understand why his grandfather could sit for most of the day even if there was no one to chat with.

This will make him suddenly understand.

For the elderly, all they see are memories; all they think about is the past; all they see is regrets!

It's just regret and regret for Cui Fu.

Du Heng didn't say a word.

The past has passed long ago. Even if time gradually heals up the injuries of those years, the scars will always remain there and will not disappear.

But he wouldn't blame Cui Fu either.

For Du Heng, the matter of the elders was separated by a layer after all.As the housekeeper, Cui Fu only acted according to the will of the master.

He didn't go to Cui's house very often when he was young.

Although he was poor in childhood, most of Du Heng's memories are good memories.

Nagging for a long time.

Cui Fu finally came to his senses, and quickly apologized to Du Heng: "Master Biao, I'm sorry, I wasted too much of your time when I was excited when I met you."

"It's okay, I have a lot of time and I'm not busy."

"Listening to the stories of the past is also considered a long experience."

"Thank you, Young Master Biao, for your understanding. In fact, the old man has the liberty to call you with his old face, and he wants to ask you for something."

"Tell me, I can help with small things."

There is no need to mention big things.

The two of us are just strangers, and we haven't reached the level of helping you wholeheartedly after hearing a story of yours.

"It's a small matter."

"As long as you spend a little money, it should be a small thing for you to see you dressed well."

"It's the tombs of your grandfather and grandmother. Can you pay some money to help repair them? You don't need to make a fuss. The cement mounds and tombstones need to be repaired. It only costs [-] to [-] yuan in Huaicheng."

Two to thirty thousand is not a small expenditure for ordinary people.

But for Du Heng, it is indeed a small amount of money.

But Du Heng was very puzzled: "My grandfather's tombs are all in the ancestral tombs of the Cui family village, right? According to reason, the Cui family in Huai City should be collectively responsible. Why do you want me to repair the graves?"

Cui Fu smiled wryly.

"Death is like a lamp going out, and your Cui surname has fallen again. Cuijia Village only offers incense every year. As long as the tomb does not collapse and can barely see the appearance, it will not pay for repairs."

"What about other people, such as my fourth aunt Cui Lu?"

"It's not in Huaicheng for a long time. I heard other Cui family members said that they went in. I didn't ask why. Anyway, I must have done something good. I deserve it! The second master was not homely when he was young... Anyway, now you In this vein, as long as your mother and I can still find someone in Qushi, the others don’t know where to go.”

"Back when the old man was still there, your line of flowers was like brocade, like a fire cooking oil, but as soon as the old man took over... Sigh!"

"I didn't expect to meet Master Biao here. It's my luck."

"You are faithful."

I sigh for Du Heng.

Cui Fu still only had a wry smile.

"Looking back now, I don't know what true loyalty is."

"I have been with the old man since I was a child. I watched him succeed at a young age, he was full of vigor in his middle age, and he was old because the old man couldn't protect him at the end of the festival. I could have persuaded the old man not to hand over all the family business to the old man, but in the end ...Sorry, I'm talking too much."

"Now I'm counting the days and counting the days. If I didn't have a grandson, I might go down to accompany the old man."

"Master Biao, although your grandfather didn't recognize you back then, he is your blood relative after all."

"It's not wronging you if you get busy with his affairs."

In Cui Fu's pleading eyes.

Du Heng nodded slowly.

"I can repair graves. Before I came to Huai City, my mother asked me to go to the ancestral hall to burn incense. She also said that the dead are the most important."

"You and grandma Sangu are both kind people."

"Then I won't bother you anymore, I have the cheek to beg you for such a thing, thank you!"

Du Heng stopped him.

"Don't worry, I still have something to ask you. Are you familiar with the history of Cuijia Village?"

Cui Fu nodded affirmatively.

"It's not as good as those old antiques in Cuijia Village, but I should be more familiar with the history of Cuijia Village than most Cui family members."

Yes, this saves trouble.

In this way, there is no need to go to Cuijia Village to inquire.

"Then do you remember any famous people in Cuijia Village? Especially around 90 years ago, were there any warlords or Fengshui masters in the Republic of China?"

According to the Xiaogushan Lake Fengshui formation information and historical files.

This Feng Shui formation was formed 90 years ago.

If there is a hidden treasure, it should naturally be related to the characters from 90 years ago.

The map in their hands only points to the former site of Cuijia Village, but there is no specific follow-up. Du Heng wants to see if he can find clues from history.

Cui Fu recalled carefully.