"That's right. I knew the old man who owned this house before. His judgment is beyond question. I bought it as soon as he was arranging to sell it. How about it? Satisfied?" Chairman Wang said proudly.
She nodded in satisfaction, looked around, and thought the house was indeed quite nice.
The tall walls, the imposing gate, the spacious courtyard, and the ornately decorated houses clearly indicate a wealthy family.
He secretly rejoiced that he had gotten a bargain this time, buying such a nice house for very little money.
“This house has good feng shui and a good location; it’s bound to be very prosperous in the future.” Chairman Wang looked at Li Xi, a sly glint in his eyes.
Li Xi's heart tightened; she sensed something was amiss. But before she could speak, Chairman Wang continued, "There's something special about this house. Do you know what it is?"
I shook my head, indicating that I didn't know.
"This house is haunted," Chairman Wang said mysteriously.
"Haunted?" Li Xi was taken aback for a moment, but then regained her composure.
So what? She herself is a ghost incarnate. Who could be as fierce as her?
“Really, I’m not lying to you.” Chairman Wang saw Li Xi’s doubt and continued, “This house used to be the residence of a very important person. Later, it was abandoned for some reason and ended up in the hands of the Vice Minister of Works. It is said that many strange things have happened here, such as hearing a woman’s crying in the middle of the night and seeing ghosts, etc.”
"Are these legends true?" Li Xi couldn't help but wonder.
"Of course it's true. But don't worry, I've already found a solution." Chairman Wang smiled mysteriously. "You'll get used to it once you stay here for a while."
"Are you serious, President Sister?" Meng Zhelan, who was standing nearby, immediately tightened her grip on Li Xi's sleeve.
Looking at the charming Lan'er, Chairman Wang couldn't help but pinch her cheek and tease her, "Oh my, what are you afraid of? Look, there's a 'Ghost-Fearer' standing right here."
Li Xi, nicknamed "Ghost-Fearer," felt rather helpless. Since they had become acquainted, the guild leader had become increasingly unrestrained. "But even that can't compare to your incredible abilities, Guild Leader. I still need you to step in. I can beat people, but I can't beat ghosts!"
The three of them played around with each other, and the atmosphere gradually became relaxed and pleasant.
However, amidst this harmonious atmosphere, Li Xi's heart was far from at peace. She recalled her initial purpose for coming into this world—what was it all for? At first, it was simply to survive, but gradually she gained so much more.
"Alright, stop fooling around." Chairman Wang put away his playful smile and said seriously, "I brought you some items to ward off evil spirits. Whether the legend is true or false, hanging them up will not only drive away evil spirits but also protect you from backstabbers."
Sweetie took the amulet from the president's attendant and hung it up in several places.
"Stop chatting and come eat," Ling'er said, gesturing for everyone to sit down.
Spending time with Li Xi gradually influenced everyone's way of speaking. Just like internet slang in later generations, no matter how much people resisted at first, they were eventually eroded by that invisible force.
Li Xi's language is neither as refined and pedantic as that of a lady from a wealthy family, nor as rustic and unrefined as that of a girl from a modest background.
Her unique accent sounded like a blend of modern and modern Chinese, which was quite pleasant to hear. As a result, people gradually began to use language similar to hers.
In fact, Li Xi just hasn't fully gotten used to classical Chinese yet. After practice, she can write many traditional Chinese characters, but she still can't use classical Chinese fluently.
Just like when she writes a business plan, it's easy to understand in modern terms, but there are still some parts that she doesn't understand in ancient times.
She couldn't possibly search through countless books to find words with similar meanings just to conform to the usage habits of the ancients. So, only after explaining it to them many times would they understand.
Today is the fifteenth of August, Li Xi's first Mid-Autumn Festival in Jingyuan. Chairman Wang also came to celebrate the festival with them, and brought a truckload of gifts.
Meng Zhelan gave the servants in her household an extra month's salary and also gave them holiday gifts.
"Miss Lan, we can't accept this. My mother and daughter can't help much either. You're giving them their monthly allowance." Butler Liu Fu was touched but also a little embarrassed.
"It's not like what you said. Aunt Liu is very good at needlework, and Xiaoya, although she is young, does a good job of cleaning. Uncle Liu teaches her to read when he has time. Whether it's a boy or a girl, everyone has to read and write." Meng Zhelan is the only daughter in the family, and she has learned everything she should have from a young age.
The Mid-Autumn Festival family feast was very lavish, and Ling'er, along with Mei Niang and Granny Wang, were busy for most of the day.
After they had eaten and drunk their fill, the old woman prepared an offering table to display the moon. The table was laden with fresh fruit, mooncakes, and osmanthus wine. Two red candles burned brightly.
The Mid-Autumn Festival is a remnant of the ancient celestial worship and moon-worshiping customs. Moon worship, as one of the important rituals of the Mid-Autumn Festival, has continued from ancient times and gradually evolved into folk activities of appreciating and praising the moon.
Tonight, the moon shines brightly like a silver plate, hanging high in the night sky and casting countless rays of silver light.
Under the moonlight, a dignified old woman stood alone by the window, her eyes deep and bright.
"Grandma, aren't you going out to admire the moon?" Li Xi looked at the old woman in front of her with some helplessness. It had been more than ten days since she was rescued, and she still couldn't remember anything.
Meng Zhelan just sent all the servants out to the night market; the Mid-Autumn Festival lantern festival is very lively today.
“I can enjoy the moon here too, Xiaoxi. Why didn’t you go out for a stroll? Young ladies should enjoy joining in the fun.” The old lady’s eyes were gentle and kind.
"Huh? You, you also realized I'm a woman?" She thought not many people could tell, but how many people have recognized her as a woman now? Could it be that everyone else already knows?
"Hehe, although I have amnesia, I'm not senile yet. You hid it quite well, but I don't know why, after spending time with you for a while, I could tell. Maybe I was a formidable old woman before I lost my memory." The old lady smiled slightly.
In fact, those who can recognize her as a woman are not ordinary people.
“You’re amazing. Why don’t you stay here and be our grandmother? I wonder if you would mind?” Li Xi helped the old lady into the courtyard to admire the moon.
"Alright, I can't remember who I am anyway, and I'm provided with food and drink here, as long as you don't mind my old age."
Judging from how well the elderly woman is maintained, she must come from a wealthy family; her hands clearly show she's never done any manual labor. Regardless, she deserves our utmost respect.
"Yes, ma'am, these are all good kids. You'll be happy here." President Wang poured herself a drink; she had been in a very good mood lately.
"Oh, what a great idea! Xi'er, Ling'er, and I don't have a grandmother. It would be wonderful if you could be our grandmother now." Meng Zhelan had a very good impression of the old lady; meeting her was fate.
"Come, come, everyone, have some mooncakes. I made different fillings for today's mooncakes." Ling'er brought out a plate of small mooncakes. Li Xi knew that she made them and said that mooncakes this size are bite-sized.
Li Xi couldn't help but sigh softly: "May we all live long and share the beauty of the moon, even though we are thousands of miles apart."
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