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Watching Geng Zhongzhi and his party enter the second courtyard behind, Fang Xia withdrew his gaze and lowered his eyes, his eyes full of doubts - the attitude of the two Geng Zhongzhi brothers towards him was too strange.

When he returned to the Geng family as the heir, he would directly damage the interests of the two brothers.Geng Zhongzhi's serious head of the family became temporary, and lost their chance to transform from a side branch to a direct line.Geng Chongmin is in charge of the Geng family company, and if his own brother is the head of the family, it will definitely be of great help to him.Leaving aside these interests, as a decent Geng family, letting an illegitimate son be the heir would inevitably feel uneasy, and it is normal to be full of hostility towards him, but these two brothers do not, and if they do, they should behave just now Came out, and that was nothing to hide.There is no hostility, but this does not mean that they like him, this is for sure, although Geng Zhongzhi tried his best to act like a kind elder, but his acting skills were not successful, at least he failed to deceive Fang Xia.Geng Chongmin simply did not hide it at all, and his attitude was indifferent throughout the whole process.Not liking him, but not objecting to him becoming the heir of the Geng family, and allowing him to infringe on their interests, this is very puzzling.

As soon as Fang Xia rolled her eyes, she turned to Wang Ke who was standing beside her, then raised her hand and hooked the other's neck, "Brother, I want to ask you something..."

Wang Ke was tilted by Fang Xia's arm, and then frowned slightly. He has always been serious, and he doesn't like this kind of posture of being hooked on his shoulders.

"I'm your assistant, just ask whatever you want." Wang Ke pushed Fang Xia away.

"Since that Geng Zhongzhi is the current Patriarch..."

"You should call the Patriarch your cousin, he is your elder." Wang Ke corrected Fang Xia to call Geng Zhongzhi by his first name.

Fang Xia rolled his eyes.

"Oh, that big cousin named Geng Zhongzhi, doesn't he have any objection to me becoming the heir of the Geng family?"

"..." Is this any different from calling someone by their first name?Wang Ke was speechless, but thought that Fang Xia had been ignored by the Geng family for so many years, and now it would be difficult for him to respect the elders of the Geng family, so he gave up continuing to correct him.

"When your elder brother, Young Master Geng, was still alive, the head of the Geng family was actually Mrs. Geng. After the young master passed away last year, the old lady was hit and in poor health, so she gave the position of head of the family to his nephew—also It is the current Patriarch, Geng Zhongzhi." Wang Ke said, "It was Mrs. Geng's proposal to bring you back as the heir, but the final decision was made after discussing with the current Patriarch."

"So why didn't Geng Zhongzhi object?" Fang Xia asked.

"I don't know." Wang Ke shook his head.

"I don't know, or can't you tell me now?" Fang Xia squinted at him.

"I really don't know about this."

"Tsk!" Fang Xia turned her head angrily.

Why did Geng Wenqiu choose him as the successor of the Geng family?have no idea.

Why doesn't the current head of the Geng family object to his illegitimate son being the heir?have no idea.

What kind of business does Geng's old house do?do not know either.

He almost knew nothing about what the heirs of the Geng family inherited.This feeling of being kept in the dark is not good, Fang Xia began to regret agreeing to make this deal with Geng Wenqiu, maybe borrowing usury is less risky than this deal?

Forget it, if the usury loan is not paid, and the debt collector comes to the door, both his senior brothers will suffer, and the master can't treat his illness with peace of mind. No matter what happens in the Geng family, at least it is only his business.

When the ancestral hall was almost ready, the people from the old house rushed to the ancestral hall with various sacrificial candles.The Geng Family Ancestral Hall is the family ancestral hall, which was built outside the residence. It is not far from the Geng Family's old house, and it is less than 5 minutes away from the gate of the old house.

The Geng Family Ancestral Hall occupies a large area, with three entrances and three halls.After entering the gate, the Yimen as the inner gate is the first hall, the Xiangtang as the main hall is the second hall, and the innermost third hall is the dormitory, which enshrines the spiritual tablets of the ancestors of the Geng family.Fang Xia found the tablet belonging to Geng Zhongxuan among the rows of spiritual tablets.He just glanced at it lightly, and quickly looked away.

The ancestor worship ceremony was presided over by Geng Rongbing, Geng Wenqiu's sixth uncle, the highest seniority in the Geng family.Geng Rongbing is a thin old man, but he is still hale and hearty. There is no smile on his face full of holes, giving people a very harsh impression.The dormitory was full of descendants of the Geng family, Geng Wenqiu stood at the front, Fang Xia stood behind her, beside Fang Xia was Geng Zhongzhi and his party.The back row is the side branch, according to the distance of relatives with the old house, the back row, and those who reach the door of the dormitory are basically only distant relatives.

Then he opened the family tree on the incense case, and added the words "Geng Fangxia" on it with a brush, which was regarded as officially entering Fang Xia's family tree.

Geng Fangxia, tsk, it doesn't sound good at all.

But it was just the name written on Geng's family tree, and did not change the name on his household registration, so Fang Xia was free to do so.

"Uncle Six, leave it to me." After Geng Rongbing closed the family tree and reached out to pick up the white porcelain wine cup on the incense table, Geng Wenqiu took a step forward and said.

Geng Rongbing raised his slack eyelids, glanced at Fang Xia, and then handed the white porcelain wine cup to Geng Wenqiu.

Geng Wenqiu took the wine cup, turned and looked at Fang Xia, "Fang Xia, come here."

Fang Xia stepped forward inexplicably, "What are you doing?"

Geng Wenqiu: "Stand still."

Fang Xia blinked.

Geng Wenqiu's index finger and middle finger formed a sword finger, dipped in the wine in the wine cup, drew a few strokes in the air, and then touched Fang Xia's eyebrows.It was obviously a cold touch, but it seemed to be scalded by something burning.This feeling came and went quickly, like an illusion.Fang Xia raised her hand and touched the place where Geng Wenqiu touched it, it was icy cold without any burnt touch.Retracting his hand in doubt, he put the finger that touched his forehead under his nose and sniffed.

Fang Xia: "White wine?"

Geng Wenqiu put the wine cup back on the incense case, then turned around and said, "Rice wine."

Fang Xia: "Why are you pouring rice wine on my forehead? A ceremony to enter the family tree?"

Geng Wenqiu turned his gaze away: "That's right."

After sacrificing the ancestors, Fang Xia entered the genealogy, held a few tables of banquets in the old house at noon, and the direct descendants of the Geng family sat down and had a meal together.In the afternoon, they went home separately, including Geng Zhongzhi and his two brothers, who also returned to their home in the urban area. The Geng family's old house has changed back to the way Fang Xia just came yesterday, deserted and quiet.However, because Uncle Tong and Cheng Dong came back, the dinner was finally more lively than yesterday, and the number of people around the meal changed from three to five—Geng Wenqiu still had dinner early and rested.

After dinner, the bowls and chopsticks were removed, and Fang Xia, Wang Ke, and Cheng Dong sat around to fight the landlord.Cheng Dong is a few years older than Wang Ke, but he is not as rigid as Wang Ke. He is a lively person, so Fang Xia enjoyed the entertainment of fighting landlords before going to bed.They played until almost ten o'clock before going back to their rooms to sleep.

Back in her room, Fang Xia took out a handful of change from the Landlord fight from his pocket, and said nothing: What exactly did he come to Geng's house for?

Fang Xia scratched the back of his head, threw the change on the table, yawned and walked towards the bathroom.He didn't sleep well last night, and now he's starting to feel a little drowsy. He plans to wash up and go to bed.

Another dream.

The picture is messy, illogical, and so chaotic that people can't remember it.

Fang Xia struggled in the dream, finally opened his eyes, and found that it was pitch black outside, and it was not yet dawn.

Opening his eyes and looking at the ceiling for a while, Fang Xia found that the pajamas on his body were wet, cool and sticky soaked in sweat.It was only past midnight, but with the sweat all over his body, he couldn't continue to sleep.Fang Xia sat up, pulled the pajamas on her body, turned the jade ring hanging on the back to the front, wiped her face, got out of bed and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

Fang Xia felt that he was about to step into the ranks of feudal superstition.

I slept in Geng's house for two nights, I didn't sleep well on the first night, and I fell into a night sweat in the second night until midnight. Is he fighting against the Geng's house?You must know that he has always been in good health, and it is impossible for him to sweat so profusely in his sleep without being sick or in pain.

While washing, Fang Xia considered whether to apply to Geng Wenqiu to live outside.

After taking a shower and turning off the water, Fang Xia realized that she hadn't brought in a change of clothes.After wiping a few tosses of hair indiscriminately, he casually pulled a bath towel around his lower body, and walked barefoot to the bedroom.However, as soon as one foot stepped into the bedroom, Fang Xia was stunned - in the bedroom, there was a man standing by the window directly opposite the end of the bed.

The man was tall and slender, wearing minimalist black trousers and a white shirt, with short black hair, and against the warm light in the room, he seemed to have a halo.Probably because he heard the movement, the person who was looking out the window turned his head and looked over.

Fang Xia couldn't help gasping when he saw the man's face clearly. He had never seen such a good-looking person.Sheng Ji's face is not the kind of bright and gorgeous like a woman, but a kind of coldness and nobility like a snow-capped rime that makes people unable to move their eyes.Sword eyebrows point to the temples, deep star eyes, narrow and long eyebrows, and a straight nose.There is a condescending look in the eyes of people, but this person only makes people take it for granted.This is probably the case with dragons and phoenixes, and so are princes and nobles.

The drops of water dripping from the tips of his hair hit Fang Xia's bare shoulders, bringing him back to his senses.Now is not the time to admire the other person's appearance, but who this person is!Why did it appear in his room!

"You... who?"

The man looked down from Fang Xia's face slightly, and his eyes fell on the jade ring on his chest, his thin lips parted slightly: [Fu Jin. ]