Mr. Feng Shui of the Republic of China

Lin Yue is the only daughter of the owner of the well-known Linji Silk and Satin Village in Jiangcheng.

It's a pity that a car accident ruined all the good things.

Not long after Lin Yue's funeral, Lin's father also passed away, and the Lin family's property was supposed to be handed over to Xia Jingsheng.

It's just that Xia Jingsheng was young at that time, and the business of the silk and satin shop was temporarily taken care of by Lin's mother.

Now that Xia Jingsheng is about to get married, he should inform the Lin family both emotionally and rationally.

Xia Gongcheng wrote a letter to the Lin family and asked someone to bring it to Linji silk and satin shop.

Not long after, the Lin family wrote back saying that they wanted to meet Xia Jingsheng and Sun Wenxi.

Xia Jingsheng has no impression of his grandparents.Lin Yue seldom went back to her mother's house, and Xia Jingsheng was not familiar with her grandmother's house either.

Up to now, Xia Jingsheng can't even remember the appearance of the second elder of the Lin family.

Sun Wenxi stood in front of the shelves of Liaoji Tea House, looked at all kinds of tea bags, and asked, "Jing Sheng, what kind of tea does Mrs. Lin like to drink?"

Xia Jingsheng thought for a while, then shook his head: "I don't remember, I went to the Silk House when I was young, and I have the impression that the two elders are tea lovers."

The owner of Liaoji Tea House was listening, and suddenly said: "You are talking about Mrs. Lin from Linji Silk and Satin Factory?"

Sun Wenxi nodded and said, "Exactly."

"Ah, then you have found the right person. Mrs. Lin loves to drink Liaoji's narcissus seeds. When Master Lin was still there, he came to order from us every season."

Boss Liao talked excitedly, but Xia Jingsheng felt quite guilty in his heart. He didn't even have an outsider who knew what Mrs. Lin liked.

He didn't have the slightest impression of Mrs. Lin in his mind. It wasn't until Xia Jingsheng met the real person that the feeling of alienation was eased because of the old lady's kind attitude.

Mrs. Lin is already an octogenarian, but she still went out to meet the two juniors in person with the help of others.

Xia Jingsheng held her withered hand and called out, "Grandma!"

Mrs. Lin was very happy, and she had a kind smile in her eyes that could not see clearly for a long time: "It's Jingsheng, go in quickly."

Linji Silk and Satin Shop is a time-honored brand, now it is managed by Master Lin's apprentice, and the silk and cloth it makes are well-known in Jiangcheng.

Xia Jingsheng and Sun Wenxi helped Mrs. Lin into the house. This silk and satin village is the shop in front and the house in the back, and Lin's house is in the yard behind the shop.

Passing through the pavement, you can see a courtyard with two entrances, where the flowers and trees are lush and the environment is quiet.

Xia Jingsheng sat down in the living room, looking up at the surrounding furnishings.Different from the Xia family's hard-lined facade, the Lin family's house is very simple and has no luxurious decorations.

On one side of the hall, there is a shrine and an incense table, on which a statue of a god is enshrined.The face of the god is like a cow's head, with wings on its back, its image is very strange.

Xia Jingsheng was slightly surprised, and couldn't help but look at the statue twice more.

At this moment, the servant brought the tea, Mrs. Lin sat at the head, greeted the two with a smile, "Try it, this year's new tea."

Xia Jingsheng took a sip, and the rich and mellow tea fragrance spread between his lips and teeth.

"Good tea." Xia Jingsheng praised.

"In the past, your mother loved this tea the most. If she had a spirit in heaven, she would be very pleased to see today."

Xia Jingsheng looked up at Mrs. Lin: "Grandma, can I see the room where my mother lived?"

"Of course, the room has been vacant since your mother left," Mrs. Lin said.

The maid led Sun Xia to the front of the room.

Lin Yue's room was cleaned regularly, and there was a black embroidered curtain hanging on the door. Xia Jingsheng lifted the curtain, and it could be seen that it was a woman's boudoir.

There is a carved wooden bed in the room. Large lotus flowers, bats, phoenixes and swimming fish are carved on the teeth of the bed. The colorful embroidered bed surround makes the whole wooden bed look more unique.

In addition, there are wooden dressing tables and a carved wardrobe in the room.

Looking at the tidy room, Sun Wenxi suddenly felt a sense of incongruity, but he couldn't tell exactly what was wrong.

"Jing Sheng, do you have any impression of this place?" Sun Wenxi asked.

Xia Jingsheng shook his head, the decoration and layout here were completely unfamiliar to him.

At this time, Mrs. Lin walked in with a wooden box: "Jing Sheng, this is something your mother left you. Back then, she asked me to hand over this thing to you if you got married someday."

Xia Jingsheng was startled, and reached out to take the box.

Open the silver lock, inside is a letter and a brocade box.

Xia Jingsheng unfolded the letter paper, and when he saw the irregular handwriting on it, he was slightly taken aback.

The letter wrote: Jing Sheng, I hope you can read this letter one day, which means that you have found your own happiness.In the future, no matter what happens, don't panic, I will always be by your side and protect you.May you grow old together and be as loving as ever. "

Inside the brocade box were two extremely delicate silver concentric locks.

In an instant, Lin Yue's voice was there, and Xia Jingsheng could barely control his emotions.

Sun Wenxi stroked his back gently, calming him down: "Jing Sheng, you have a mother who loves you very much."

Xia Jingsheng took a deep breath and grabbed Sun Wenxi's hand: "This is wrong... I always feel that my mother's death was not an accident."

Sun Wenxi nodded and said, "It's really unreasonable."

This letter, no matter how you look at it, looks like Lin Yue's suicide note, but Lin Yue obviously died in a car accident, so how could she have left a suicide note in advance, and entrusted the suicide note to a white-haired man.

All kinds of signs indicated that she knew that she would encounter an accident, and also knew that she would not be able to witness Xia Jing grow into an adult with her own eyes.

On that day, Xia Jingsheng checked the life and death book in the underworld. Not only did Lin Yue's name and place of origin not match, but even the cause of death was unknown.

Xia Jingsheng had more and more doubts in his heart. At this moment, Mrs. Lin brought the contract of the store.

"Jing Sheng, when you were young, I took care of the silk and satin shop for you temporarily. Now that you are getting married, this shop should belong to you. It should be a wedding gift from our Lin family to our grandson."

Xia Jingsheng declined and said, "I have never contributed to the business of the silk and satin shop. This gift is too precious, and I deserve it."

Mrs. Lin said with a smile: "Old Lin and I are only one grandson like you. This silk and satin factory originally belonged to you. If you don't want to make silk and satin anymore, you can just do other things instead."

Seeing Mrs. Lin's insistence, Xia Jingsheng had no choice but to accept the store contract. He took Mrs. Lin's hand, sat beside the carved wooden bed, and said softly, "Grandma, can you tell me about your mother?" ?”

Mrs. Lin frowned and thought for a while, then said with a smile: "I'm old, useless, I can't remember many things."

Xia Jingsheng asked again: "Then there are photos?"

Mrs. Lin still shook her head: "There is only one photo of your mother in this room."

With that said, she opened the drawer of the dressing table and took out an old photo from it.In the photo, Lin Yue is sitting in the middle, Mrs. Lin and Master Lin are separated on both sides.

Lin Yue was wearing a winter gown, her appearance was beautiful and charming, Lin Yue at this time was not much different from the mother in Xia Jingsheng's memory.

Xia Jingsheng asked again: "Are there any earlier ones?"

Mrs. Lin shook her head and said, "I never had one, this is the only one."

Xia Jingsheng was a little disappointed, he originally wanted to find some clues by relying on Mrs. Lin's words, or see some clues from the photos.But apart from this boudoir that Xia Jingsheng had no memory of, the Lin family had no trace of Lin Yue at all.

Seeing that he was full of worries, Sun Wenxi comforted him and said: "If your mother's death is really strange, sooner or later it will be revealed. Since she didn't mention it in the letter, she definitely doesn't want you to delve into it. We might as well be more careful in the future, and we may have evil intentions." Those who do will be caught."

Xia Jingsheng looked at the two exquisitely crafted silver longevity locks, and the haze in his heart dissipated a little.

All the cumbersome matters before marriage, he had to gather his energy to deal with them, and put aside the matter of his biological mother for the time being.

For example, today, he and Sun Wenxi are going to the carpenter's shop to look after the bed.

The bed of the newlyweds is quite particular.The Chinese-style marriage bed is also known as the Qiangong Babu bed. It is a Qiangong bed, and as the name suggests, it takes a long time to make the bed.

Today Xia Jingsheng and Sun Wenxi went to the Fuman carpenter's shop that specializes in making Chinese-style beds.

Different from the bustling Western-style bed shop, Fuman Carpenter's shop looks quite deserted on the outside. When customers enter the shop, there is no one to greet them.

Xia Jingsheng looked at the Babu beds, including the longevity bed carved with cranes, the descendant bed carved with the allusion of "Mother Meng moved three times", and the marriage bed that implied harmony.

The shopkeeper looked up at them and pointed out, "This is the marriage bed, and the fame bed is over there."

Xia Jingsheng said, "We... are here to choose the marriage bed."

The shopkeeper stared at them for a long time, raised his eyebrows and said: "This marriage bed means many children and many blessings. You two men...can you give birth?"

Xia Jingsheng's face changed slightly, but he didn't know that the shopkeeper didn't know how to restrain himself: "You young people, just like to be unconventional, so it's fine to implement the Western reform, but now you want to marry men and women, it's really immoral."

Sun Wenxi's face turned serious, and he smiled back with anger: "I heard that from the beginning of the year to now, the turnover of your carpenter's shop has dropped sharply. At first, I was thinking that it was the Western-style bed that robbed you of your business. I know, the original problem is not with the product, but with you.”

The shopkeeper is self-confident that he has good craftsmanship, and has always regarded himself very high, but when he was suddenly exposed, he immediately became angry.

"Since the beds here are for the blessing of the early birth of a precious child, it doesn't fit our horoscope, Jingsheng, let's go." After speaking, Sun Wenxi pulled Xia Jingsheng up and walked out.

The shopkeeper didn't expect to meet a tough guy, but what Sun Wenxi said hit the shopkeeper's pain.

Since the rise of Western-style beds, large and heavy Chinese-style marriage beds have lost many markets.Young couples find Chinese-style beds dull and are reluctant to buy them.

It's so rare that a guest came today, but the shopkeeper offended him again. Although he wanted to keep him, he couldn't hold back.

When he was at a loss, a group of menacing men suddenly entered the store, each of them was holding a wooden stick, with thick waists and round arms.

The leading man said fiercely: "Which one is the store manager?"

Seeing this posture, the shopkeeper immediately faltered, shrank his neck and said cautiously: "I...I am..."

"Hit me!" The leading man waved his hand, and a group of rogue-like figures rushed forward, and whoever caught the shopkeeper would beat him up.

"Help...help, why are you hitting me? Help!" Xia Jingsheng frowned when he heard the shopkeeper's shrill cry.

The two turned back and saw that the shopkeeper had been beaten terribly, Xia Jingsheng asked, "What did he do?"

The leading man glanced at Xia Jingsheng, his arrogance weakened, and he said respectfully, "Young Master Xia."

Seeing him like this, Xia Jingsheng didn't understand, so he asked, "We know each other?"

"I don't dare to climb up to young master Xia, but I know a little about Pai Gow and have heard of young master Xia's reputation."

Among Jiangcheng's three religions and nine streams, there are very few who don't recognize Xia Jingsheng.

Seeing that Xia Jingsheng's eyes fell on the shopkeeper, the hooligan leader took the initiative to explain: "This short-sighted thing offended Sister Hong, and Sister Hong said, I need to teach him a lesson!"

"Sister Hong?"

Xia Jingsheng had just finished speaking when a lazy voice came from behind: "Who is calling me?"

Sun Xia and Sun Xia turned their heads and saw a beautiful woman with wavy curls, bright red lip balm on her lips, and a lady's cigarette in her hand.

Seeing Sun Wenxi, Mo Hong's eyes lit up, and he laughed immediately: "Who am I, it turns out to be Young Master Sun and Young Master Xia."

"What? Are you going to intercede for this short-sighted thing?" Mo Hong looked coolly at the shopkeeper lying on the ground, her eyes were like looking at a puddle of mud.

"It's not enough to intercede. It just so happened that he also offended me. It's just that his yelling was too brutal and disturbed people's peace for no reason." Xia Jingsheng said.

"That's right, I'm also annoyed by the sound of killing a pig. Forget it, since there are two distinguished guests here today, I'll spare you once, and see if you dare to sell me a bed that someone else has used!"

"Sister Hong, please forgive me. If you give me a hundred guts, I wouldn't dare to sell you something used by someone else. All the beds in this shop are made by myself, and they are all brand new. I am wronged." !” the shopkeeper called Qu.

Mo Hong's face darkened: "You still dare to quibble, it is clear that there is something wrong with your bed!"

The two insisted on their own words, and neither of them wanted to let go.

Sun Wenxi frowned and said, "Why are you sure that the bed is second-hand?"

Seeing that the person who spoke was Sun Wenxi, Mo Hong softened his expression: "The bed he sold to me is not clean."

"Not clean? How do you say that?" Xia Jingsheng asked.

"Ever since I changed the canopy bed in this store, strange things have happened frequently." Mo Hong rubbed her finger painted with bright red Kodan, and said impatiently, "Could Young Master Xia take a moment to speak?"

Xia Jingsheng and Mo Hong came to the secluded place, Mo Hong smiled and said, "you know, what do I do?"

Xia Jingsheng looked at Mo Hong, seeing her slender waist, heavy makeup, and fashionable dress, he asked tentatively, "Are you a star?"

Mo Hong let out a chuckle, she raised the corners of her eyes, and looked at Xia Jingsheng with a smile on her face: "On weekdays, Young Master, you seldom go to and from the ballroom, no wonder you don't know me."

Xia Jingsheng understood in an instant that this Mo Hong was a dancer.

"My young master knows that in our line of work, entertaining guests is a must on weekdays. But since I got a new bed, strange things will happen every time I receive guests." Mo Hong said aggrievedly.