Chapter 397 Still an acquaintance
Regardless of how much harm this incident brought to Li Zhaoyang, Du Anrao was very happy after knowing this. At least it showed that the fate of the Li family had completely changed.
The established plot can be broken, and the so-called protagonist's halo is not indestructible.
"Come to think of it, cousin, you have known Mr. Xi for so many years. Have you ever participated in their ancestor worship ceremony?"
Li Zhaoyang's eyelids twitched, and he shook his head awkwardly: "You also know that a big family like theirs has many rules. Ancestor worship is a family event, so there are even more rules."
It's not like I have nothing to do and I'm not looking for abuse, so why should I go and learn their family rules?
Li Zhaoyang spoke tactfully, but Duanrao and the others understood it immediately.
The two girls were a little worried that they would make a fool of themselves if they didn't know the rules, but Du Hexuan snorted coldly, "Don't worry, you are guests, they are worshipping their ancestors, you just watch the fun. If you are really neglected, just turn around and leave. They invited you, not you who came to them. If such a big family doesn't know how to entertain guests, it's useless to set more rules."
As they were talking, Xi Jingyue, the host, had been waiting in the airport lounge for a long time.
"You've been on the plane for such a long time. You must be tired. I'll take you home for dinner first. If you don't mind, you can stay at my grandparents' house tonight. We'll go up the mountain together tomorrow morning."
Mr. and Mrs. Xi let go completely a few months ago. After handing over the decision-making power of the company to their grandson, they returned to their hometown early and bought a new house, planning to spend their remaining years there and no longer worry about the gossips outside.
Xi Jingyue was now preparing to take Du Anrao and others to the old man's newly bought house. It only took half an hour to get to the ancestral home from there. If they stayed there tonight, it would be much more convenient for them to go to the ancestral home tomorrow.
Du Anrao and his companions accepted this arrangement without giving it much thought out of their trust in Xi Jingyue. On the contrary, the alarm radar above Du Hexuan's head stood up high, and he felt that Xi Jingyue had bad intentions. How could he invite someone to stay at his house on the first night of his visit? He decided not to sleep tonight and keep an eye on any movement at the door of his two sisters' room.
Xi Jingyue had no idea that the arrangement he thought was appropriate had been screwed up by someone else.
When Xi Jingyue picked up a few people and arrived at the destination, it was already completely dark.
Knowing in advance that there would be guests coming today, Xi Jingyue's parents had the food prepared early and were just waiting for the guests to arrive before serving.
"Nice to meet you again. Do you still remember your aunt?"
Xi Jingyue's mother, who was the other aunt who "accidentally" met Du Anrao and the other girl when she was shopping in the mall with Mrs. Li that day, saw them getting off the car and immediately took the initiative to greet them, holding the two girls' hands on each side.
Duanrao was stunned for a moment, then quickly reacted.
Yes, Xi Jingyue and Li Zhaoyang are cousins, which means their mothers are sisters. Mrs. Xi is Li Zhaoyang’s aunt. No wonder when Mrs. Li met them in the mall, Mrs. Xi was with her. It is normal for two sisters to go shopping together.
No matter what, being able to meet a familiar person in such a strange place, even if it's just a one-time encounter, can quickly bring you closer to each other and calm your uneasy heart.
"Hello, Auntie."
"Okay, okay, Zhaoyang is my sister's child, and his brothers and sisters are naturally our own children. Now that you are here, treat this place as your own home and me as your aunt. Don't be restrained."
After Mrs. Xi said this, Du Anrao and the others all smiled, except Du Hexuan, whose expression froze. He glared at Li Zhaoyang in dissatisfaction.
He and this guy are obviously about the same age, and it's hard to tell who is older or younger, so how come he is the younger brother?
But considering that this is not his own home and he is facing the other party's elders, he has to give the other party a little face and has to temporarily suppress his inexplicably high desire to win.
Mr. Xi and Mrs. Xi fit Duanrao's inner imagination of two people, both of whom looked very kind old men and women.
Needless to say, Mrs. Xi was obviously a daughter of a wealthy and loving family. She was mature, intellectual, confident and generous.
What surprised Du Anrao more was Xi Jingyue's father. Before coming, Du Anrao thought he would meet an old boss who looked similar to Xi Jingyue, only older, dressed in a suit and tie, with a strong aura.
But when I really met him, I found that Mr. Xi not only looked weak and frail, but also had an elegant bookish air. He didn't look like a businessman, but rather like an artist who has been engaged in academic research for many years.
And the fact is, it is indeed so.
"Uncle Xi is actually a... painter?"
"Don't you think so?" Father Xi smiled, looking a little shy. "It's just my interest since childhood. It's not very famous. It's normal that you young people haven't heard of it."
"Uncle, you are being too modest. Many people out there have paid a lot of money to buy your landscape paintings. They are priceless. And you are not famous yet. How embarrassed are those seniors who graduated from professional academies and have been painting for more than ten years but still can't sell their paintings at a high price?"
Li Zhaoyang's praise made Xi's father even more embarrassed. Xi's mother saw that her husband was a little uncomfortable in front of these young people, and helped to change the subject with a faint smile.
"Speaking of which, I only heard Zhaoyang's parents talk about your relationship, so I don't know the details."
What Xi's mother said was true. She was quite curious about Du Anrao and the other man, especially Du Anrao.
During the years that Du Yuxi was in the Du family, nothing was hidden. What happened to her, what experiences she had, what school she attended, could basically be found out as long as one was interested.
On the contrary, Du Anrao was taken away by Li Qianxi's biological mother Wang Xuehe and left to be raised by her parents. A few years later, she was taken to the mountains by her master. She has lived in the mountains for the past ten years, staying at home and rarely going out. Even if they wanted to investigate, they could not find out the truth.
Some people with evil intentions couldn't even find out the name and address of Master Duan Rao's Taoist temple. It was like a mysterious place that appeared out of nowhere in broad daylight and only existed through word of mouth. It was really terrifying to think about it carefully.
"Me?" Du Anrao was stunned when he heard Mrs. Xi ask about his recent situation. After he reacted, he smiled and said, "I have lived a good life in the past few years. The environment in the mountains is quiet and the air is good. Although I seldom go down the mountain and rarely see strangers, I have everything I need. My master also teaches me lessons, so it is not boring at all."
"I see. I wonder where the Taoist temple you lived in before is? When your uncle Xi and I go traveling later, maybe we can stop by to pray and pray for the safety of our family."
"In Misty Mountain, X City, Y Province."
"X City, Y Province?!"
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