Ancestral handicraft

Because of Wei Zhihe's words, Duan Shiwei didn't sleep all night, he was already used to this abnormal routine.

What secrets does the Duan family have? Why did Wei Zhihe know it within a day after seeing him, but he, who has lived in the Duan family for 20 years, has never known it?

Duan Shiwei thought about Wei Zhihe's words until dawn, while the instigator next door fell asleep until he woke up naturally.

At around 08:30 in the morning, Wei Zhihe walked out of the room refreshed and took his backpack.

Duan Shiwei stood by the door supporting his weak body: "You don't want to stay until the end of the National Day?"

Wei Zhihe gave him a slight smile: "No, I'm very busy."

Listening to this, it seems that I am very idle.

That's right, Duan Shiwei is indeed very free.

The problem that has troubled him all night has not been resolved, and he cannot let Wei Zhihe leave.

But he has no reason not to let Wei Zhihe leave his third uncle's house, they are all relatives, no matter how willful he is, he will only target his family.

Wei Jinxin and her aunt had already prepared breakfast in advance.

Duan Mingyuan was in a good mood seeing Wei Zhihe and Duan Shiwei going downstairs together.

The nurse who stayed for Duan Shiwei last night was also there. He was preparing a nutritious breakfast for Duan Shiwei in the kitchen. The breakfast served by the male nurse was very nutritious at first glance. It was very suitable for patients like Duan Shiwei who had an abnormal schedule. .

Wei Zhihe glanced at it, thinking not about whether he had an appetite, but about who would eat it.

There is no oil or water, and it is all liquid vegetarian food, which must be unpalatable.

The nurse explained: "Once Wei Shi got sick, he couldn't eat greasy food."

Wei Zhihe smiled at Duan Shiwei: "It's so pitiful." Then, he picked up a deep-fried dough stick and started to chew it.

Duan Shiwei with a face full of anger: "..."

Duan Shiqi and Duan Shirong looked disapproving and rude to Wei Zhihe yesterday, but today they can only watch their favorite cousin Wei Zhihe chatting, the other party didn't even give them a look.

After breakfast, Wei Zhihe said goodbye to Duan Mingyuan and his wife.

Wei Jinxin wanted to drive him back in person, but Wei Zhihe refused again, so he had to drive him to the subway entrance.

Duan Shiwei was taken into the room by the nurse for a routine inspection after breakfast, and when he came out, Wei Zhihe had already finished his tea and left Duan Mingyuan's house.

As a wayward Duan family member, Duan Shiwei originally wanted to live in Duan Mingyuan's house for two to three days, but Wei Zhihe left him with a doubt before he left. Now he is itching to know the answer, and he can't live anymore, and he can't calm down.

He is also an adult, and logically speaking, he should not be so easily bewitched, but Wei Zhihe's words touched the questions and guesses that had been hidden deep in his heart for a long time.

Today, this question instantly expanded to the point that he could no longer ignore it, like a small sapling that was suddenly fertilized and eagerly turned into a towering tree.

Why did his family never tell him what disease he had?

Why does he drink Fushui instead of traditional Chinese medicine or Western medicine every time he gets sick?

Why is he the only one in the whole family who has this strange disease?

Why……

Doubts followed one after another, making Duan Shiwei a little out of breath.

He has to go home and ask his dad!

After Wei Zhihe left Wei Jinxin's house, he didn't go to the store, but went back to school and took Wei Cao with him.

At eleven o'clock in the morning, Lao Wei's repair shop opened for business.

Wei Zhihe put Xiaocao on the window sill in the backyard, and then sat at the front desk and turned on the computer to input the magic weapon information that he had sorted out before.

Using the software that Wei Jinfan bought for him, it is surprisingly easy to use, as long as the categories are set, it will be much more convenient to input different instruments.

As a store owner like a salted fish, Wei Zhihe entered the data slowly, yawning and sleepy from time to time, the bustle outside the street did not arouse his interest at all.

It was approaching noon, and just about to order takeaway, the next-door neighbor, Butler Hu, walked into the store with a smile on his face and a food box in his hand.

"Mr. Wei Xiao, have you had lunch yet?"

Wei Zhihe raised his phone: "I'm about to order takeaway."

Housekeeper Hu pointed to the food box in his hand: "That's right, I'll deliver food for you."

Wei Zhihe finally regained some energy: "Your takeaway is on time and appropriate, I give you a five-star praise."

Butler Hu: "Shall I put it in the reception hall for you?"

Wei Zhihe got up: "Success, it doesn't look professional enough to eat at the counter."

Butler Hu said, "Then you eat, and I'll show you the store door for a while."

Wei Zhihe hesitated: "Is this okay? Did Mr. Gu ask you to come here to help me?"

Butler Hu laughed: "Of course not. Mister went out today and wasn't at home. I came here because I was bored. I thought you must have missed lunch, so I'll bring you a meal by the way."

Wei Zhihe thanked very politely: "Thank you, Uncle Hu."

Butler Hu said, "I'm bored too. By the way, I just wanted to come and talk to you about the rabbit."

Wei Zhihe walked with him to the reception hall: "Ah, is the hair on its butt healed?"

Butler Hu said: "The meat is growing well, but the hair hasn't grown back yet, and it may take a while." The rabbit fur that was burnt off is Su Zi's body protection hair, and it is full of mana. To grow back, at least It takes several months.

Wei Zhihe said: "Then I closed the store in the afternoon and went to have a look at it. I told Mr. Gu the day before yesterday."

Butler Hu thought of Su Zi who was jumping high when he heard Wei Zhihe's name, and said, "It was very happy when it heard your name, and it jumped up and down in the room."

Wei Zhihe showed his signature and smiled cutely: "Then I must go and see it." But he knew in his heart that Su Zi might be scared by his name.

The food box has three layers, soup on the top, rice in the middle, and vegetables on the bottom layer. I have to say that Butler Hu is a careful demon.

Wei Zhihe ate in the reception hall, while Hu Butler sat in front of the counter as a clerk, which was quite interesting.

There is a lot of traffic during holidays, and Wei Zhihe's humble shop is also visited by people.

While he was eating, several young people walked in.

The leading man with dyed silver-gray hair and his girlfriend brag about how he can tell real antiques from fake ones.

Butler Hu, who was sitting at the front desk, watched them wandering around the bogu shelf, and heard them bragging about meaningless content, so he really wanted to kick them out.

None of the words are right, what kind of people are they.

Wei Zhihe was sitting in the reception hall enjoying the delicious food. Butler Hu's cooking skills were not bad, he was so full that he almost hiccupped.

The four or five young people outside were still pointing at the items on the shelf. Butler Hu wanted to remind them several times, don’t pretend to understand if they don’t understand, he feels ashamed as a monster.

Wei Zhihe washed the lunch box, put it in the box, and brought it to the front desk.

He saw Butler Hu's expression was not very good: "What's wrong?"

Butler Hu always felt that Wei Zhihe had a good personality, so he lowered his voice and said to him: "From now on, don't brag in front of the girl you like, and pretend you understand."

Wei Zhihe instantly understood what he meant, and smiled lightly: "I know." He always pretended not to understand.

After pretending to be aggressive in front of his girlfriend, the young man said: "This thing looks so rough, don't buy it, let's go."

The customers that Wei Zhihe met said that there were not many, and that there were not many. It was the first time for a young man with this personality.

As the boss, Wei Zhihe always turned a blind eye, hoping that they would leave quickly and give him a quiet environment.

Butler Hu couldn't stand it anymore. He knew what a good kid Wei Zhihe was. He had to go to school on weekdays and manage a store by himself during holidays. Thinking about it, he felt sad for him.

He set his sights on the silver-grey haired young man with the cheapest mouth.

A group of people left Lao Wei's repair shop chattering.

Butler Hu followed to the door, pretending to look at the flow of people outside, and saw him lift his finger, and the silver-gray young man walking in the front fell into the flower bed next to him with a plop, his pointed chin directly smashed into the soil, and took a mouthful. mud.

call you slutty.

He was very satisfied with his masterpiece, turned around and saw Wei Zhihe pressing the corner of his mouth.

Butler Hu asked Wei Zhihe: "What happened to your mouth?"

Wei Zhihe said: "The weather is hot and dry, I'm going to get a glass of water, do you want it?"

Housekeeper Hu: "Bring me a glass of ice water too, thank you."

Wei Zhihe said yes.

He really couldn't tell Hu Wen that to cast a demon in front of him would be to mark himself as a delicacy.

As long as it's not extremely smelly, the demon is quite attractive to him.

Unfortunately, he can't speak, and he can't eat.

When Butler Hu thought he was complacent about doing something good for Wei Zhihe, he didn't know that the other party was treating him as a dessert.

Ignorance is also bliss.

Wei Zhihe poured two glasses of water, his was hot, and Hu Butler's was ice.

The two sat at the counter and chatted.

Hu Wen has probably been bored for too long, and it is rare to find a human being who can talk to him and is willing to listen to him.

He told Wei Zhihe when he and Gu Lin bought the house next door, and when they moved in. He told Wei Zhihe almost everything about the trajectory of human life.

Wei Zhihe was in a good mood when he heard what Hu Wen said about Gu Lin, and refilled two glasses of water for him until Hu Wen wanted to go to the bathroom.

After one afternoon, Wei Zhihe only sold one magic weapon.

Most of the people coming in and out are tourists. When you enter the store, you just take a look and leave, and don't stay much.

Seeing Wei Zhihe's poor turnover, Hu Wen felt very worried.

In the evening, Gu Lin finished work early and went home, but Hu Wen didn't stay at Wei Zhihe's until the shop was closed.

After returning, he and Gu Lin mentioned the sales situation in Wei Zhihe's store.

Gu Lin heard: "It's a bit miserable."

Hu Wen said, "Sir, should we give him an idea to increase the sales?"

Gu Lin shook his head: "No, that house belongs to his grandfather, so there is no need to pay rent."

Hu Wen suddenly realized: "No wonder Mr. Wei Xiao is not worried at all."

Wei Zhihe didn't know that there were two monsters next door who were worrying about the turnover of his store.

If I knew, I guess I would feel quite entangled.

To eat or not to eat, this is simply the question of the century.

In the evening, Wei Zhihe closed the store and went to Gu Lin's house to see Su Zi, the rabbit demon, on the pretext of showing kindness and love in front of them, and looking for an opportunity to tactfully "remind" Su Zi, and after another dinner, he stepped on the moonlight go home.

The communication with Gu Lin was still in an awkward stage, Wei Zhihe didn't stay at Gu's house for long.

After eight o'clock, the streets were full of pedestrians coming and going.

Qingyuan City is a big city anyway, so it's normal to have a lot of people on holidays.

As soon as Wei Zhihe walked to the door of the store, he saw two strong men blocking the door of his house.

He tried to pass them, but found that the strong men were motionless, and they seemed to be looking for him.

One of the strong men said, "Mr. Wei, our boss is here to invite you."

Wei Zhihe didn't show any panic on his face: "Oh."

He looked back to the side of the road, and saw a stretched Rolls Royce parked aside, the door was opened about ten centimeters.

Wei Zhihe put his hands in his pockets and walked towards the luxury car.

A middle-aged man in his 50s got out of the car. His shiny leather shoes reflected light under the street lamps. The shoes were well polished.

The middle-aged man had a bit of arrogance on his face: "Wei Zhihe, I am Duan Shiwei's father."

Wei Zhihe carefully looked at the middle-aged man's appearance: "Duan Shiwei's father, I don't remember any business or other contacts with Mr. Duan."

Duan Mingkang didn't have the military aura of Duan Mingyuan, but he had the aura of a businessman. He said, "Not now, but in the future. Would you mind chatting in the car?"

Wei Zhihe smiled lightly: "Mr. Duan, Duan Mingyuan is my uncle. Although we are distant relatives, we are just strangers after all. Do you think it would be comfortable for me to chat in your car?"

Before Duan Mingkang could respond, Wei Zhihe pointed to the coffee shop not far away: "It's okay to have a cup of coffee together in the coffee shop."

After all, they are distant relatives, Duan Mingkang will definitely not drag Wei Zhihe into the car by force.

The two entered the coffee shop together.

Wei Zhihe didn't like drinking coffee, so he ordered a cup of the shop's signature hot chocolate, while Duan Mingkang ordered a cup of coffee casually.

Duan Mingkang came with a clear intention.

This morning, he was resting at home, watching the news or something.

The eldest son, Duan Shiwei, didn't go home yesterday for the Mid-Autumn Festival. He thought he was going to stay at the house of his third brother, Duan Mingyuan, for a few days, but he rushed back early in the morning and questioned him.

The relationship between Duan Mingkang and the eldest son is not bad. Although he is a strict father, but facing the eldest son, his title of "strict father" is discounted, otherwise he would not spoil Duan Shiwei like that. people including himself.

After Duan Shiwei returned home today, he asked Duan Mingkang about the illness that had plagued him since he was a child, and Duan Mingkang was caught off guard with all the questions.After all, Jiang is still old and hot, and after rambling and half-revealing some things about the Duan family, Duan Mingkang discovered that the reason why his son suddenly cared about his illness was because of Wei Zhihe he met at the third brother's house.

He has never heard of Wei Zhihe, but he knows the father of his sister-in-law Wei Jinxin, that is, Mr. Wei. He was also a well-known figure back then. The Duan family wanted to ask Mr. Wei for help, but unfortunately, he retired later.

He has only heard of Mr. Wei's reputation, and has never seen him.

Duan Mingkang came to look for Wei Zhihe in person tonight and also came quietly, not wanting to make much noise.

After listening to Duan Shiwei's description of Wei Zhihe and his effect on his son's sleep, Duan Mingkang had to come if he didn't want to.

Duan Mingkang put away his businessman's negotiating style, and said: "Today, Gouzi mentioned your matter to me, and he said that he can sleep peacefully by your side."

Wei Zhihe's eyes were clear: "It's just a coincidence."

Duan Mingkang shook his head: "I believe him. His illness has been troubled for many years. Whether it is good or bad, only he has the deepest experience. He is an adult and has the ability to distinguish."

Wei Zhihe: "So, what Mr. Duan wants to say."

Duan Mingkang started to play the relative card: "Shi Qi and Shi Rong call me uncle, you can call me Kang Bo."

Wei Zhihe didn't have any feelings for the two cousins, and he didn't care much about the address, so he continued to call Duan Mingkang Mr. Duan.

Wei Zhihe didn't entangle with him about addressing: "Why don't you explain why you're here?"

Duan Mingkang felt that the child was not as obedient as imagined, but also very assertive: "It's like this, how much do you know about Shi Wei's illness?"

Wei Zhihe propped his chin with one hand, and asked Duan Mingkang: "Do you think it's a disease? Mr. Duan, it's better to open the window and speak honestly. It's not your businessmen's style to waste time."

Duan Mingkang's face changed slightly, he didn't even glance at the coffee served by the waiter before, but now he took a sip.

After calming down, Duan Mingkang said: "As you said, that is the secret of the Duan family. Shi Wei said that you have a secret too. I know that it is your secret that you can catch monsters."

Wei Zhihe signaled him to continue, but did not correct the other party, his secret was not to catch monsters.

Duan Mingkang: "If you can help our Duan family solve this problem, I can give you 50 yuan."

Wei Zhihe looked at him fixedly.

Duan Mingkang thought he thought it was too little: "100 million."

Wei Zhihe took a sip of hot chocolate, and Duan Mingkang continued: "500 million!"

Wei Zhihe sighed: "I mean, can you tell me the story of your Duan family first?"

Duan Mingkang: "..." Shit, he exposed his bottom line.

This kid is really crafty.