After being forced to rest at home by Zhou Xiaozheng, Zhou Jiao once again accompanied her family and relatives on the journey.

Two days and a night later, the party finally arrived at the hometown of water -- the old house of Gu family in Jiangnan.

Stone lion, vermilion gate, cornice and ridge, shadow wall, brick carving on the wall. Through the vicissitudes of time, this courtyard can still see the grand occasion of the past.

Garden rockery, pavilions, winding paths, corridors, courtyard deep a few, in which, trance back to ancient times, through the wrong time and space.

Accompanied by the staff, the two families listened to Mrs. Cheng's reminiscence, but no one spoke during the whole process. With the memory of the old lady, scenes of past scenes are clearly depicted in everyone's mind.

The ancestral house is also the ancestral house of a large family. It has lived the ancient buildings of the ancestors of generations. Without the popularity, the huge yard, covered by hundreds of years old trees and rockeries, looks even more silent and terrifying.

Zhou Xiaozheng was standing in the main hall, looking out and sighing.

"Auntie, you've been bothering for so many years."

More than that, he couldn't say it. At that time, the old house should have been looted by the clansmen, but now many of the furnishings are repaired furniture. Over the past few decades, a large amount of repair and maintenance costs have been astronomical, let alone the painstaking efforts of the Cheng family. Without Mrs. Cheng, the old house could not have been preserved so perfectly.

"What's the trouble. This is my mother's family, where I grew up. " Mrs. Cheng said in a low voice.

Since entering the mansion, the old lady has taken medicine once. Mr. Cheng looked at her nervously, for fear that she would be emotional. At the moment, after seeing the main courtyard, he hesitated whether he should go to the side hospital.

After resting for a while, Mr. Cheng discussed with his wife in a low voice, "let's go to prepare something to worship our father-in-law first. Let's let Xiaozheng take the children around here, OK?"

Mrs. Cheng hears the speech and looks at Zhou Xiaozheng. Seeing him nodding, "do you have anything to ask the porter Gu. He was our old helper. He knows a lot of things. "

Zhou Xiaozheng nodded. It's a helper, but it's a domestic servant. It was her mother, Gu Mingzhu, who saved the orphan's life. Later, she followed the surname Gu and ran errands in front of his grandfather. The other party knows the family very well.

He investigated Lao Gu in advance. The old man in his eighties is sticking to his old house just to help his mother Gu Mingzhu stay at home. A good man.

The other side is like today's children and grandchildren, but he still firmly believes that his eldest daughter and uncle will come back. After learning that the two men had passed away, he stuck to his old house and helped Mrs. Cheng investigate the whereabouts of the children in private for the sake of their missing children.

When I saw Zhou Jiao in the morning, Gu always cried bitterly with the leg that was broken by the Gu family members. He said that he was incompetent and could not hold his things. All of them were robbed. Every word told the eldest lady to be careful of those people.

The eldest grandson of the other side followed closely, explaining that some of the old people were confused. He has never seen Gu Mingzhu. How can he know that even if the old man is confused, Gu Mingzhu has been living in his heart. Like her grandmother's Zhou Jiao, not to mention Lao Gu, all the old people she met along the way lost their voice.

In the face of such a loyal servant, Zhou Jiao was full of tears. The paper investigation report was too light. At the moment she saw the old man, she was stabbed in the heart.

Seeing Cheng's family away, Zhou Xiaozheng made an appointment with his staff. Seeing the other party leave happily, he laughed clearly.

Zhou Xiaozheng did not pay attention to other people's thoughts. Since their father and daughter agreed to sign the loan, they would not lose their faith. On the other side of the Department agreed to list as a commemorative tourist attraction, to maintain the original status of the ancient house, he will agree. Not to mention a short ten-year lease, maybe it will always be a tourist attraction in the future.

"Dad, then we're still on schedule?" Zhou Jiao saw that all the people had gone, leaving the three of them, and quickly asked.

"Well. Only now it's safe. If it's late, there's no chance. Small five guard the intersection, don't let people close to xiulou. I'll take Jiaojiao to the office. "

With Zhou Xiaozheng's arrangement, Zhang Guoqing rushed out. At the moment, his heart began to jump - someone must have been watching their family this time.

Standing at the intersection, he thought uneasy, began to calm down and concentrate on the surrounding activities. Except for the faint cough of the porter, there was nothing but his breathing.

Subconsciously, he glanced at the lush old trees in the distance, and began to pace closer, around the main road, pretending to be curious to look back and forth. Secretly looking forward to Zhou Jiao's quick action, the gloomy old house let him feel hair.

Zhang Guoqing walked on the main road, observing the yards everywhere. If history had not changed, Zhou Jiao would have been like a lady in a big family. She would have to take a sedan chair carried by a servant in her inner house. Thinking of this, he couldn't help laughing.

Here Zhou Xiaozheng and Zhou Jiao go to the embroidery building.

It is said to be xiulou, but now it is empty. There is nothing else but a soft and collapsed embroidery shed. Although old Mrs. Cheng had told her story, she could see it with her own eyes. The father and daughter were disappointed.

Gu Mingzhu's Embroidery building, the only one to witness it, has survived and died. The second floor building has nothing but empty shelves.

"Don't be dazzled. Pay attention to Dad's steps. "Zhou Xiaozheng's voice wakes up the contemplative Zhou Jiao.

Inside the rockery, Zhou Xiaozheng opened the mechanism and pulled Zhou Jiao into the rockery. He was stepping on the floor tiles and carefully moving step by step according to the formula. After a moment, there was still no movement.

"Dad, I'll try."

Zhou Xiaozheng shook his head. Suddenly, his eyes brightened. He stretched out his hand to pull Zhou Jiao and said in a low voice, "your grandmother can open it by herself. Maybe it's about weight. You'll be hurt by the mechanism inside. "

With that, he nervously protected Zhou Jiao and stretched out his hand to hold her right hand in case of any accident.

"Click" a weak sound after the floor tiles immediately separated, showing a step.

Zhou Xiaozheng took over the cloth, matches and candles that Zhou Jiao handed him, and tried, "there is a vent. Let's go in directly. You walk slowly and remember your grandmother's warning

"Well. Dad, be careful to follow me With the fall of Zhou Jiao's words, the father and daughter stepped down a few steps, and the passage above her head slowly closed.

Sure enough, there was no door against the wall. Only two boxes were stacked on the ground, with an ancient wind lamp on it. There are some porcelain scattered around it.

"This is your father's milk, just in case, to cover people's eyes. You put it all away. I'll destroy the mechanism when I go up. I won't use this place in the future. "

Zhou Jiao did not dare to make a sound and nodded quickly. The echo from the basement made her goose bumps all over her, and the excitement of treasure hunting was gone.

After receiving things, she subconsciously clings to Zhou Xiaozheng.

No matter how big or good the old courtyard is, she dare not move in. I don't know how to manage the house when there were only three masters and an aunt? No wonder even bodyguards can't guard the old house.

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