The short-lived ghost of the Xie family has lived a long life

Chapter 806
Zhu Yuanmo's original words were that there are different types of ghost fetuses, some will be able to overcome them and some will not, depending on the specific birth date and horoscope.

The birth dates of the Zheng twins include the year, month and day, only the specific time is missing.

Zhu Yuanmo was also a ruthless man. He calculated the results at each of the twelve hours. Coincidentally, none of the children born at any hour belonged to the Kezheng family.

Hence the sentence above.

After the four of them washed up and put on clean clothes inside and out, they went to the flower hall to eat. After traveling all night, they were already hungry.

Tangyuan Zhangluo's meal was very sumptuous, but little Mr. Pei had no appetite at all and poured out all the words he had been holding back.

"Yan Sanhe, I don't understand. A hundred years later, Mrs. Zhao, why do you want to give her away? And..."

He looked away and asked with an expression like "Thank you fifty, you prodigal son":
"Your jade pendant was a gift from me. Why did you give it to Zhao Dongrong? Does the Zhao family's affairs have anything to do with us? You also deeply respect scholars. Why don't you respect your father?"

When Xie Zhifei stuffed the jade pendant, he never thought that it was a gift from Ming Ting.

"It's just because the Zhao family are scholars and they look pleasing to the eye."

He kicked the ball over and asked half-seriously: "Yan Sanhe, what are you doing for this?"

Yan Sanhe picked up the chopsticks and said calmly: "I did it to reassure myself."

Pei laughed and touched Xie Zhifei with his feet under the table: What did she mean?What kind of mentality does she have?

Xie Zhifei moved his feet to the side: You ask, I don't dare.

Pei Xiao hates that iron cannot become steel: look at how cowardly you are.

"Little Master Pei!"

Li Buyan suddenly picked up a chopstick and put it into Pei Xiao's bowl.

"I'm so exhausted from asking all the questions. Why don't you learn from me and just work and don't ask too many questions? You can live longer."

Pei Xiao looked at Li Buyan's smiling side face, then lowered his head to look at the food in the bowl, and closed his mouth obediently.

A meal, everyone has their own thoughts on eating.

After eating, Ding Yi and Huang Qi in the study had even brewed tea, and were waiting for Yan Sanhe to talk about the Zhao family.

Unexpectedly, Yan Sanhe asked them as soon as he opened his mouth: "Do you have any news about the friend Zheng Huantang I asked you to inquire about?"

Ding Yi: "There is news. Zheng Huantang's best friend is Dr. Liang Pangde from the Imperial College."

Yan Sanhe was slightly surprised.

I never expected that my father’s friend turned out to be a civil servant.

Xie Zhifei was slightly surprised.

No wonder dad always found all kinds of good books and brought them back to Huaiyou to read.

Pei Xiao was slightly startled.

Why is it the Imperial College again? He really doesn’t want to hear these three words recently!

"Zheng Huantang also has several ordinary friends, all of whom are in the military."

Ding Yi took out a piece of paper from his arms.

"Miss Yan, the list is all above, take a look."

"After you have regained your energy, go to the Imperial Academy to find Liang Pangde tomorrow."

After Yan Sanhe took the piece of paper, he tucked it into the pages of the book and said with a tired look on his face:

"Ding Yi, Huang Qi, if you want to know about the Zhao family, ask your respective masters, then disperse."

Everyone stood up and prepared to walk out, except Xie Zhifei lazily supported one of his long legs.

He remembered something.

My grandfather wrote a letter to my mother three months ago.

But in his memory, his mother had never received a letter from the Zhao family. Did his grandfather and father really withhold all the letters from the Zhao family?
Just as he was thinking about it, something seemed wrong in the air. When he looked up, he found that everyone's eyes were on him.

Xie Zhifei straightened up quickly and covered it up: "I haven't slept all day and all night. I'm really tired. I was a little distracted just now."

Everyone else believed it, except Yan Sanhe who calmly narrowed his eyes.

He is lying.

The eyes that were distracted were hollow, and his eyes just now were straight, which meant that he was thinking about something.

What are you thinking about?

During this trip to the Zhao family, he was a little absent-minded and spoke very little. It was obvious that something was on his mind.What's on his mind?
and also……

Even Mr. Pei found it incredible that she offered incense to Mr. Zhao, but he didn't even ask.

Is it because you like her that you follow her in everything?
Or is there another reason?

"Third Master."

At this time, Tangyuan's voice sounded outside the door, "Manager Xie is here and said he wanted to see Mr. Third if he had something to do."

……

For some unknown reason, when everyone saw Manager Xie again, even Li Buyan, the pickiest person, felt that this man was kind-hearted and pleasing to the eye.

"Little Flower Manager, when will you play this song again? I'm addicted to it."

"Miss Li, please stop making fun of me."

Xie Xiaohua kept smiling, "How can I catch Miss Li's eyes with my little skills?"

"Not only can I get the job..."

Funny, Li Buyan opened his mouth and said: "If you are 30 years younger and thinner, you can still be attractive to me."

Xie Xiaohua's face turned red and she glanced at her master.

Third Master, take a look, this girl is teasing this old slave.

The third master's mind was not on the joke at all: "Xiaohua, what are you doing here?"

Xie Xiaohua quickly calmed down her expression.

"It will be my ancestor's birthday in five days. I came here to give Third Master a heads-up. No matter how busy I am then, I have to come back to eat a bowl of longevity noodles with my ancestor and listen to a show."

Xie Zhifei counted the days with his fingers, and it was indeed his ancestor's birthday.

Last year, because of Yan Xing's incident, my ancestor didn't have the time to celebrate his birthday, so the family got together and had a birthday banquet.

We are going to invite a theater troupe this year. I guess my parents want to celebrate our ancestor’s birthday.

Xie Zhifei raised his eyebrows and said, "Why, are you here just to give me a heads up?"

"Look at this old slave's memory."

Manager Xie hurriedly took out an invitation from his arms and respectfully handed it to Yan Sanhe.

"When the time comes, Miss Yan and Miss Li will also come and sit together. Our ancestors have been talking about it for a long time and are always looking forward to it."

Yan Sanhe frowned, took the invitation, opened it, took a look at it, and asked, "Who is the ancestor?"

Everyone was stunned.

In the study room, it was quiet for a while.

Xie Zhifei laughed angrily.

This girl has never liked her ancestors. No matter how many times the ancestors invited her overtly or secretly, this girl just wouldn't go back.

But there’s no need to make such excuses.

He walked up to Yan Sanhe and took the post from her hand: "If you don't want to go, don't go. My ancestors came to tell me."

"I don't want to go either."

Pei Xiao got off the donkey and said, "Ancestor, please tell me something."

Xie Zhifei threw a knife at him: "If you dare to come, I will kill you!"

"The main reason is that this inner demon is a bit difficult and I can't spare time."

Yan Sanhe smiled apologetically at Xie Zhifei, his eyebrows suddenly softened, "I want to apologize to my ancestors."

Xie Zhifei was stunned for a moment.

Since the Zheng family's inner demon, this girl's whole body and even her hair have become taut, and she rarely smiles.

This smile was a bit coquettish towards him, and it was indescribably touching.

"If you don't have the people, you can get the gifts. I'll ask Xiaohua to help you back up the gifts.

"No need." Yan Sanhe looked at Li Buyan.

Li Buyan smiled and said: "Yes, I will prepare it myself, a generous gift."

(End of this chapter)