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I didn't look carefully in the tea room just now, but now I look carefully at the light from the window, and found that on the palm-sized square box, not only are there hollowed-out vegetation carvings on the box lid, but there are inscription reliefs around the bottom of the box.It is probably an ancient font. Fang Xia studied it for a long time, but he couldn't guess what was written on it, but the more he looked at it, he felt that the carving of this square box was exquisite.Red sandalwood, also known as green dragon wood, has a hard texture, and it is absolutely impossible for ordinary carvers to carve such delicate and smooth textures on such a small piece of red sandalwood.Red sandalwood is rare and expensive, but the value of the craftsmanship displayed by the sculptor is firmly on top of the material used.However, no matter how expensive the box is, it is probably not as good as the true master contained in it.

"Such a valuable thing should be stored in a bank safe deposit box, and handed over to an illegitimate child for safekeeping... Tsk, I don't know what you think?"

Fang Xia muttered while opening the box.Under the reflection of the window light, the white jade double dragon head ring inside has a hazy and cool luster like a misty moon.

When in the tea room, Fang Xia only thought it was an antique jade ring with a long history, but now she felt that this jade ring was unbelievably beautiful.Fang Xia stared at Yu Jue in a daze for a moment, then obeyed this thought, and reached out to take Yu Jue out of the box.It feels cold and warm in the hand. Put the jade ring upright, let the light from the window shine on the jade ring completely, and you can see that the whole jade ring is seamless and flawless.Fang Xia stared at the jade jue obsessively, and rubbed the texture on one end of the dragon's head with her thumb.Suddenly, there was a sharp pain in the fingertips, Fang Xia shook his hand, and reflexively threw the jade ring out of his hand.

"Hiss—" Fingers connected to his heart, Fang Xia gasped in pain, and suddenly woke up from the dazed state.Taking a closer look, he saw that he had just stroked the right thumb of Yujue Longshou, blood was oozing from the pulp of the finger, and it soon accumulated in the shape of water droplets, which tended to drip down.

However, before he had time to take a closer look at the wound, Fang Xia found that his hands were empty, as if something was missing.

"Wait! Where's Yujue?"

As soon as the words came out, Fang Xia's memory instantly came back.Recalling the sharpness with which he threw the jade jue just now, he broke out in a cold sweat—wouldn't it have broken into four pieces when he threw it like this?It's a family heirloom of the Geng family, and it's still an antique. It's so broken that he can't afford to sell his two kidneys!

Thinking of this, Fang Xia jumped up from the bed.Ignoring the wound on his hand, he threw the empty square box on the bed, stuffed his bloody thumb into his mouth and sucked it lightly, lay down on the ground, and started looking for Yujue in the direction of throwing it out.

Fortunately, the layout of the room was simple and generous, with no corners. Fang Xia quickly found the jade ring near the bathroom corner.The jade ring was still in one piece, and it hadn't been broken into pieces. Fang Xia picked up the jade ring, held it in his hand, and checked it carefully several times. I was relieved that no corners and corners were knocked off.Probably because of the blessing of the wooden floor, if it is replaced with a masonry floor, the corners may be damaged. In short, first of all, thank you for the kindness of protecting the wooden floor!

Fang Xia took the blood-stained jade ring to the bathroom to clean it, but the more he washed it, the more strange he felt. Although the dragon head of the jade ring was carved, he groped carefully now and found that no matter whether it was the lines or the corners, there were no traces. It is smooth and flat with no sharp edges.Looking at the wound on the pulp of his thumb, it looks like it was cut by a sharp weapon like a blade, and it's the kind of cut that cuts down very neatly, with a slender, flat cut that penetrates deep into the flesh.Not to mention that the jade jue was so smooth that it couldn't cut the skin at all, even if there were any sharp cuts, the wound would never be so smooth.

"Damn it, it's really evil..." Fang Xia complained like this, but in fact, she never believed in the theory of supernatural powers, so the speculation about the origin of the wound quickly turned to a more realistic direction.It may have been scratched elsewhere, but I didn't notice it at the time, and I found it when I pressed the wound while pinching the jade ring.When sorting out the drawing papers before, he often cut his hand by the paper, but he didn't notice it at the time, and only discovered the wound later.This kind of speculation is reasonable, but in fact, it is still untenable when you think about it carefully. The wound scratched by the paper is very shallow, and there is no bleeding. With the depth of the bleeding wound on his thumb, it is normal for him to be injured on the spot. It's time to react.

Fang Xia couldn't think of a reasonable answer, and Fang Xia didn't get too entangled. Although he bled a little, it was just a flesh injury on one of his fingers. One understands, he has entangled himself to death long ago, normal people wouldn't do that, okay?

Dry the cleaned jade ring, put it back into the red sandalwood square box, and put it in the drawer of the bedside table, then take out a few paper towels, wrap the wound and press it for a while, and leave it alone when the bleeding stops.

In the evening, Mrs. Geng was not in good health, so she had an early dinner and rested.The housekeeper Uncle Tong and the liaison officer Cheng Dong haven't come back yet, and it is said that they won't be back until tomorrow morning.Therefore, Fang Xia ate dinner with Wang Ke and Aunt Chen.Aunt Chen is a woman in her fifties, she looks a little fatter, she is a kind person, talkative and easy to get along with.Fang Xia enjoyed the first meal at Geng's house quite happily.

After dinner, there was no activity.Aunt Chen returned to her room to rest after washing the dishes, and Wang Ke was not a good partner for chatting and playing, so Fang Xia had no choice but to go back to her room to watch TV.

After taking a shower, Fang Xia lay on the bed and turned on the TV to pass the time.This point was far from Fang Xia's bedtime, but I don't know if it was because I was tired from traveling today, or because the hot bath was too comfortable. After lying on the bed for half an hour, Fang Xia fell asleep in a daze.

However, Fang Xia didn't sleep well this time, and had a sleepless dream all night, until she was woken up by a call from Wang Ke.Wang Ke came to urge Fang Xia to go downstairs for breakfast. Today, Fang Xia was arranged to enter the genealogy and to worship the ancestors. Later, people from the Geng family's offshoots would come to the old house.

After hanging up the phone, I took a look at the time on the phone, it was almost eight o'clock, no wonder Wang Ke called to remind me.His biological clock has always been on time, and he wakes up before seven o'clock every day, and his sleep quality has always been good, but this time he not only overslept, but also had extremely bad sleep quality, with dry eyes and a swollen head.Could it be that he subconsciously loathed the Geng family so much, that the big bed with soft pillows didn't sleep well?Fang Xia sat up from the bed, pressed his throbbing and painful forehead, and then went to the bathroom to wash up, and finally recovered from the state of poor sleep.

After tidying herself up, Fang Xia was about to go downstairs.But before going out, he glanced back inadvertently, and saw the red sandalwood box on the bedside table.There was a trace of doubt in his eyes as he held the doorknob.He remembered that after putting the jade ring back yesterday, he put the square box in the drawer, how could it be on the bedside table?Could it be that he remembered wrongly?Fang Xia was at a loss for a moment, probably because he remembered wrongly, no one had ever entered his room, and the box didn't have long hands and feet, so he could still crawl out of the drawer by himself?

Fang Xia stood at the door, looked at the square box and hesitated for a moment, then turned his feet, turned back into the room, took out the jade ring from the square box, hung it around his neck, and hid it in his clothes.Geng Wenqiu entrusted this jade to him for safekeeping. It was very valuable, and he would not be able to afford to lose it if he lost it. It would be safer to carry it with him.

After going downstairs to have breakfast, people from the Geng family branch began to come over one after another, and the first room that entered the room quickly became lively.Some women went to the kitchen to help Aunt Chen prepare the sacrificial melons, fruits, chickens and ducks.Cheng Dong, a young man who came back with Uncle Tong this morning, brought a few young people to help bring out the plated offerings from the kitchen and put them on the table in the lobby.The housekeeper, Uncle Tong, stood in the vestibule, giving instructions to those who came in and out.As for Fang Xia - standing in the aisle at the edge of the patio, like a quiet vase.

"They are offshoots of the Geng family who live in this town, so blood relationship is far away, but because they come from the same family, they will come to help if there is any major event in the old house," Wang Ke told Fang Xia. Explain the Geng family's family situation.

"Well, that's pretty good." Fang Xia yawned without interest.

"The Geng family now has three main branches that can be ranked within the family. One is the direct descendant of Mrs. Geng Wenqiu, but the old lady only has your father as a son, and now you are the only one under the direct descendant. The other is Geng Wenqiu. The old lady's younger sister, Geng Wenlan, has two sons and a daughter. The eldest son is the current head of the family, and the second son is in charge of the management of the Geng family company. The remaining one is Mr. Geng Rongbing, who is your grandmother's sixth uncle, the oldest of the Geng family... "

Fang Xia picked out her ears, turned on the music on her phone, and put on headphones for herself.

Seeing this, Wang Ke didn't continue talking, and raised her hand to glance at the watch on her wrist, "The preparations here are almost done. When the Patriarch and the others arrive, you can go directly to the ancestral hall to worship the ancestors."

Fang Xia didn't make a sound, and didn't know if he heard it.

Not long after, Uncle Tong greeted him from the vestibule, and then led two middle-aged couples in.

"Here we come." Wang Ke removed Fang Xia's earphones, and reminded in a low voice, "The two in front are the current Patriarch Geng Zhongzhi and his wife, and the two behind are his younger brother Geng Chongmin and Geng Chongmin's wife."

Fang Xia raised her eyebrows, are these the two central figures of the Geng family?Look at the owner of the old house and the sideline elites in charge of the company.

The few people walked slowly, and quickly walked in front of Fang Xia.

"This is Young Master Fang Xia." Uncle Tong introduced Geng Zhongzhi and his group of four, "Master Fang Xia, these are your two uncles and two aunts."

Putting his hands in his pockets, Fang Xia looked up at the four elders in front of him.Geng Chongzhi was wearing an indigo Tang suit. He looked to be in his early fifties, his temples had turned white, and his complexion was not very good, as if he had just recovered from a serious illness.His wife is slightly fatter, but looks dignified and general.Geng Chongmin looked much younger than Chongzhi, wearing a neat suit, his eyes were neither hot nor cold.His wife is a beauty, tall and slender, with exquisite makeup, and a three-point smile in her eyes when looking at people.

Geng Zhongzhi watched Fang Xia twitch his lips, showing a mild smile, "This looks really like Cousin Chongxuan, Chongmin, don't you think so?"

Geng Zhongxuan, the previous head of the Geng family is Fang Xia's deceased father.

"It's quite like Cousin Chongxuan." Geng Chongmin glanced at Fang Xia, and echoed perfunctorily.

"It's good to be back, it's good to be back, and I'm going to announce that my cousin Quanxia knows, and he will be happy." Geng Zhongzhi patted Fang Xia's shoulder, and said a few elder-like words without pain.But he was not familiar with Fang Xia, and he didn't have much to say, so he soon ran out of words, but fortunately, Geng Chongmin spoke up in time to save the situation.

"Brother, auntie is still waiting for us."

"Let's go to your grandma first, see you later."

After finishing speaking, Uncle Tong led the four of them towards Geng Wenqiu's living room at the back.