West China Hospital is located northeast of Melbourne.
The Si family's house is in the southwest of Jinjiao Bay, the oldest street in Mo City. The houses on the whole street are old French-style houses, exuding an ancient flavor.
After more than an hour's drive, the convoy entered the Golden Horn at five o'clock in the afternoon.
The sycamore trees and the old-style villas made Yan Mo feel like he had entered another era. Is Si Ze's home here?
The old houses here are not something you can buy just by having money.
Yan Mo would not compare the Si family with his own family now. It was like the difference between heaven and earth. They were fundamentally different and completely incomparable.
They say truly wealthy people are low-key and simple. I used to disbelieve the saying online, "Who knows if the person next to you isn't a hidden millionaire?" But now I do.
Grandpa Si really didn't put on airs in front of her. He made her feel like her grandfather, a kind and amiable old man.
"Is this your hometown?" Yan Mo asked Si Ze beside him in a low voice out of curiosity.
Although he had never been here, Yan Mo knew that no house in Golden Horn Bay had been sold in the past 30 years. He had heard about it from his grandfather and his generation.
Most people who live in the Golden Horn bought their homes a long time ago, dating back to the early days of the revolution.
"I bought the house in Golden Horn Bay in 1928. Our Si family's real old house is in Sixiang Village, next to your grandfather's house."
Mr. Si sighed and fell into deep memories:
"I remember that your grandfather and I were drafted into the army at the same time. Because my family was so poor, I didn't even have a pair of shoes when I joined. It was your grandfather who gave me a pair of straw sandals. Usually, he would help me with food, clothing and other expenses..."
After hearing what Grandpa Si had said, Yan Mo picked up the thermos cup on the cup holder, opened it, and handed it to him.
Mr. Si took a sip of water and continued, "Grandpa is a genuine country man. We Si family members cannot forget our roots. There is a century-old rule in the Si family that the current heirs must go back to worship their ancestors after they have established a family and a career..."
Along the way, the old man talked a lot, and Yan Mo finally understood that the old man liked her so much and treated her well because of her grandfather.
This man went through so much trouble to marry her, it was entirely the old man's wish and filial piety.
Yan Mo didn't know what he felt. After listening to it, he felt weird.
Time always passes quickly when listening to other people's stories.
In the blink of an eye.
The car drove into an old villa.
Yan Mo got off the car and admired it.
What meets the eye is an endless forest, ponds, flowing water, and magnificent old French houses with red bricks and cobblestone walls.
"Master, hello." The butler came to greet him with servants.
"Where's Si Heng?"
After everyone got off the bus, someone finally noticed that Si Heng was not there.
The old man glanced around and found that he really hadn't come. He was so angry that he stabbed his crutch and said, "I'll cut him off."
"Grandpa, the weather is getting colder, let's go in quickly!" Yan Mo stepped forward and supported the furious old man.
The old man then realized that Yan Mo was wearing thin clothes and swept his stick towards Si Ze: "Didn't you see it?"
Si Ze was confused: "What?"
"Your wife is wearing such thin clothes, didn't you notice?" Mr. Si reminded.
"Are you cold?" Si Ze turned around and asked Yan Mo.
He didn't understand. Knowing that the weather would change today, wouldn't he wear more clothes?
Yan Mo gritted his teeth.
Si Ze strode into the house: "I'll get you some clothes."
God is fair. When he opens a window, he closes another.
Si Ze's emotional intelligence is worrying. Yan Mo doesn't care about these things. She will never teach her husband to others.
"I've become stupid by hanging out with a bunch of grown men every day."
Mr. Si was melancholy, and said to Yan Mo: "This is his first time getting along with a girl, you should teach him more."
After Yan Mo responded, he went to find Si Ze.
"A Guan, this old man's granddaughter is pretty good, isn't she?" Looking at the girl who was gradually going away, the old man felt emotional.
A Guan: "Yes, Master is blessed."
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Yan Mo searched the younger generation's play area twice. Forty minutes later, the servant came to inform her that dinner would be served in ten minutes, but she still hadn't looked at Si Ze.
Well, Yan Mo simply stopped looking for him and waited for dinner. Si Ze would always show up.
Follow the servant into the dining area.
The Si family's dining area is on the first floor. Unlike ordinary homes, it is more like a hotel than a restaurant. A chef in a top hat stands in the middle of the restaurant and cooks on the spot. The servant told Yan Mo that the chef is a five-star chef.
Many servants served food to each table.
The Si family members arrived one after another.
Just as Yan Mo expected, when the meal started, Yan Mo saw Si Ze walking towards her.
"Here."
Si Ze found an ugly, thick down jacket from somewhere and threw it to Yan Mo.
"Brother, where did you find such ugly clothes?" Ning Xin had just escaped from her mother's nagging and came to find her cousin's wife. When she came in, she saw this scene.
"Thank you, I don't need it. It's not cold." Yan Mo thanked him and returned it to Si Ze.
More and more, Yan Mo planned to talk to Si Ze about it after dinner.
The dishes were served one after another, and the old man took his seat with his children.
Yan Mo was asked to sit on the chair with Si Ze.
She wanted to refuse, but the Si family said that this was the rule and that the new daughter-in-law must sit at the main seat on the first day she arrives home.
Then, the old story was brought up again.
"Si Ze, Yan Mo, prepare everything for your return to the old house. After dinner, leave early." The speaker was Tang Ping, Si Ze's mother.
Go home to worship your ancestors, and you must go tonight, and it will take three days. This is also the rule.
Maybe he was too hungry at noon and had no appetite. After hearing these rules and regulations, Yan Mo couldn't eat a single bite even though the bowl was full of delicacies.
Enthusiasm cannot be rejected, and one must be obedient. This is how Yan Mo feels at the moment.
Time passed slowly, and after an hour, the meal was over.
Before leaving the table, each elder gave Yan Mo a big red envelope.
No, it’s just a rule. Yan Mo took it and planned to return it to Si Ze after he was done.
Seeing that all the elders had left, Yan Mo pulled Si Ze's sleeve and dragged him out.
When they arrived at the small pond, Yan Mo didn't see anyone, so he let go of Si Ze and stopped.
"Mr. Si, I think I should tell you again that I'm busy lately and can't go with you to worship the ancestors."
Si Ze: "You promised."
"You can see that it's just a temporary solution and it can't be done for real." Yan Mo was on the verge of collapse, and she wanted to go home now.
Si Ze didn't look at Yan Mo. He took out his mobile phone, opened WeChat, found Yan Mo's WeChat, and directly transferred 50,000 yuan.
Seeing his actions, I thought I could bribe her with money, but that's impossible.
"I just received a red envelope, plus this fifty thousand, and you will accompany me back for three days."
"Mr. Si, this is not a matter of money. I can't explain to my family that I'm suddenly going out for three days." Yan Mo opened the bag, slowly took out the red envelope, and stuffed it into Si Ze's arms.
Seeing that Si Ze did not make any other moves, he did not answer.
Raise your hand, operate, another 50,000.
After completing a series of actions, he raised his head and stared at Yan Mo in front of him.
Yan Mo raised an eyebrow. Throwing money at her? Is she such a vulgar person? Doesn't she have any dignity? What a joke.
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