Relocation Brigade

The sun was scorching hot, the air was scorching hot, and even standing in the shade of trees was profusely sweating.

Chen Ling looked up at the magnificent European-style stone arched gate in front of him. Several high-end cars passed by below, and the security guards on both sides of the gate saluted neatly.

It wasn't until the car turned the curve that it could no longer be seen that the security guards put down their hands and resumed their standing posture.

Chen Ling slapped the wind with his hands a few times, lowered his head and took out his mobile phone to check whether his location was consistent with the one recorded on the mobile phone.

That's right, it's No. [-] Hongjing Road.

Chen Ling picked up his mobile phone, lowered his head to straighten his white shirt, thought for a while, then took out the small bronze bell from his pocket, and stuffed the bottom with toilet paper to prevent it from rattling when walking, which would affect his calm and reliable image.

After all, this is the first call from an interested client since we started our business. Whether we can start a grand career or not depends entirely on today.

The security guard at the gate seemed to have been notified by the visitor a long time ago. Seeing the young man who had been standing under the shade of the tree approaching, one of them hurriedly came out from under the umbrella and greeted him with a smile.

"Excuse me, is this Mr. Chen?"

"I am." Guessing that the client might have greeted her in advance, Chen Ling said with a smile, "I'm here to find Mrs. Jiang."

Security guard: "We have been notified a long time ago, and I will take you there."

Chen Ling didn't show it on the face, and he was slightly relieved. The security and security of this villa area are well known. Without the permission of the residents, not even a fly can fly in.For this reason, before coming here, he imagined countless possibilities to sneak in in his mind, including sneaking around to the back mountain and over the wall.

Who would have imagined that the first customer would be so considerate and thoughtful.

The Jiang residence is located in the best location in the villa area. Before approaching, Chen Ling has already seen the artificial lake directly behind the house. A trickling stream extends from it and flows from the west of the house. Two small fish swim in it, with golden backs. The scales of the body glisten under the sun and the waves.

Chen Ling's eyes followed the direction of the stream and landed on the green mountain peaks in the distance. He couldn't help sighing softly: "The location of this house is really good."

The security guard raised his eyebrows: "That's right, you can see the mountains and rivers when you open the window. There are not many houses like this nowadays."

He glanced to the left and right, with a look full of gossip: "Our villa area has been well received by the city for its environment. By the way, it has also won some garden design awards, but the price is also outrageously high. Our whole life is I don't expect to be able to live there."

Chen Ling smiled, but didn't speak, his eyes stopped outside the gate of Jiang's house not far from the two of them.

On the left and right sides of the stone steps directly below the entrance gate, there is a two-headed stone lion squatting. The curly hair of the stone lion is touched by people or polished by wind and rain. The smooth top was polished like pomade, and there was a big red bow tie around the neck.

Chen Ling thought to himself, these two lions look quite foreign.

Withdrawing his gaze, he followed the security guard up the stone steps.After the security guard rang the bell, the sentence "This is Jiang Zhai" came from the intercom.

Security guard: "Hello housekeeper, the guest that Mrs. Jiang told me to pick up has arrived."

As soon as the words were finished, the door of the villa opened from the inside, and a woman in a long white dress came out, holding Chen Ling's hand with a warm smile: "Mr. Chen, I have finally waited for you."

Hearing that the woman's voice was Mrs. Jiang who had been in contact with him on the phone before, Chen Ling nodded in greeting, and calmly broke away from the other party's hand, apologizing: "I'm really sorry, I'm late."

"Is it a traffic jam?" Mrs. Jiang was easy to speak, and she didn't have the arrogance of some wealthy wives at all. "It's okay, this point happens to be the peak of the road, and the traffic jam will be fatal, I understand."

Chen Ling said along the way: "It's a bit blocked."

It wasn't a traffic jam, it was a near accident.

At that time, he was standing on the side of the road waiting for a taxi. As soon as he waved his hand, a van suddenly turned and crashed. If he hadn't reacted quickly and avoided the danger, he would have been lying in the hospital with his hands and feet by now. .

Mrs. Jiang thanked the security guard and warmly invited Chen Ling in. The two sat on the sofa in the lobby and exchanged a few words before turning to the topic.

"The matter of moving the grave, I have already briefly mentioned it to you on the phone before. It is a clothes grave, and there is no need to pick up bones or move urns, and there is no need to do anything."

As the saying goes, if you are poor, you will not change your family, and if you are rich, you will not move your grave.

"No relocation" does not mean that you cannot relocate, but that you cannot relocate at will, and all rituals are indispensable.

As far as Chen Ling knew, the Jiang family was going to relocate the graves of the Jiang family's ancestors. If one of them was not handled well, not to mention that the young and old of the Jiang family would be affected, even himself would be in trouble.

Logically speaking, it should be treated with more caution.

Sensing that the young man's eyes were not quite right, Mrs. Jiang froze, realizing that she was too eager.

She picked up the teacup, took a sip of tea in a concealed manner, and suppressed the panic on her face: "Mr. Chen, I know this is a bit against the rules, but, but this is what the ancestor Tuomeng himself requested, and there is nothing we can do about it."

The young ones can't argue with the old ones, otherwise they are unfilial sons.

No problem.

Chen Ling was silent for a moment, then suddenly got up and said, "Mrs. Jiang, can I take a look around first?"

"Of course." Mrs. Jiang got up quickly and took Chen Ling around the villa herself.

The villa is very large, with the upper and lower floors adding up to thousands of square meters, and the decoration style tends to be luxurious and simple.Sunlight shines in through the windows, making the whole house bright and bright without a trace of gloom.

The two went upstairs and downstairs, and soon returned to the living room on the first floor.

Chen Ling went to the bathroom with the excuse of going to the bathroom.

After entering the door, he put his back against the door, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and called his master.

When the phone was connected, the voice from the other end was full of air, deep and deep. After listening to the apprentice's narration, he made a final decision: "It's okay, take it at ease."

Chen Ling expressed doubts about Master's indifferent attitude: "Is it really okay not to do things?"

No matter what, you have to read a few scriptures to appease the souls of the dead, or drive away evil spirits or something.

The person on the other end of the phone seemed to be very busy, and said quickly and perfunctorily: "My ancestors said everything should be kept simple, so let's stop worrying about it and just do what Mrs. Jiang said."

Chen Ling muttered: "In case Mrs. Jiang is lying, there is no such thing as the ancestor dreaming."

He thought his voice was quiet enough, but it was still clearly heard by the other side.

"The prosperity of the Jiang family depends not only on the ability of the Jiang family members, but also because the luck of the Jiang family has never been broken. Don't worry, as long as they don't get into the water, they can't deliberately destroy the ancestral grave and break the roof of their own house. Good Feng Shui."

After finishing his speech, the master urged, "By the way, come back quickly after finishing the work. A lot of workers came just now, and they are sitting on the top of the mountain waiting for you to come back and make arrangements."

The top of the mountain does not refer to a small hillside, but a barren mountain named Yuhe, which is [-] kilometers away from the suburbs of the city.

Holding the phone, Chen Ling thought, Master is different from this half-baked guy, he is a serious descendant of Heavenly Master, since he says it's okay, then there must be no problem.

What's more, there is still a lot of trouble at home, so I have to go back as soon as possible.

Putting the phone away, Chen Ling straightened his shirt collar in front of the mirror, raised his chin with a serious expression, and then walked out with calm steps.

Mrs. Jiang seemed to have just talked to someone on the phone, the phone was being held in her hand, and when she saw the young man's handsome face, she frowned and approached.

"Mr. Chen, my husband just called and said that our family's affairs are in a hurry, and it is somewhat difficult. Out of sincerity, we will double the price."

Chen Ling was very moved, and his smile was bright: "Don't worry, I've accepted this order. If it's convenient, can you take me to see the old grave of Jiang's ancestor first?"

The young man has fair skin and red lips. When he smiles, his eyes are slightly narrowed, revealing a mouthful of neat white teeth, full of intimacy.

Swayed by this smile, the anxiety in Mrs. Jiang's heart was soothed: "I'll take you there now."

The tomb of the ancestors of the Jiang family is not in any cemetery, but near a factory under the Jiang family.

The factory is located on the edge of the urban area, close to the Jiangliu Landscape Avenue, surrounded by green plants and pleasant scenery.

Chen Ling followed Mrs. Jiang along the landscape avenue. At an inconspicuous fork in the road, the two left the driver and turned into a dense forest on foot.

There is no sound in the forest, and the noisy cicadas become silent cicadas, and the sunlight is completely blocked by the prosperous branches.

Chen Ling noticed that Mrs. Jiang's walking posture became a little stiff, and dense goose bumps appeared on her exposed arms. , all with some tentative meaning.

"Mrs. Jiang, what are you afraid of?"

The sudden sound made Mrs. Jiang almost yell out. She pursed her lips and pretended to be relaxed: "No, I just think it's cool in the woods."

Chen Ling's face was full of faith: "It's a bit cold, the trees here are quite old."

Mrs. Jiang slowed down, walked side by side with the young man, and said in a low voice, "Isn't it? There is an old locust tree in front of you, which is five or six hundred years old."

The locust tree belongs to the shade, and it is generally not planted near the grave mound.I don't know whether the Jiang family kept this locust tree to make it a spirit, or to make the person lying under it jump up.

There was a creaking sound as the leaves were stepped on under their feet. After a while, the two stopped in front of a lonely grave.

A simple stone tablet is erected on the grave, and there is no name of the person who erected the monument, only a simple name

——Jiang Yu.

The river flows endlessly, the territory is boundless, and the name is really grand.

Greeting the owner of the tomb in his heart, Chen Ling quietly glanced at Mrs. Jiang.

The graceful and luxurious woman's face was as white as paper at this time, and the two hands hanging down on both sides were tightly clasped together at some point, the fingers were entangled with force, the knuckles were white due to excessive force, and the veins on the back of the hands were bulging.

Evidently, the rich lady was in great fear.

Chen Ling took out a pack of tissues, took out one and handed it over.

Mrs. Jiang slowly looked at the young man with blank eyes. It took her a long time to come back to herself as if awakened from a dream. She took the tissue and wiped off the cold sweat dripping from her forehead.

"Mr. Chen, this is the grave of our ancestors." Her voice was hoarse, trembling faintly, as if thinking of something terrible, she shuddered, "If it's convenient, can you see if we can dig up the grave tomorrow? "

Chen Ling: "..."

I've seen urgent ones, but I've never seen such urgent ones.

Mrs. Jiang didn't feel like she was going to move his ancestors, but she was letting go of a hot potato.