Seeing that she didn't move, Old Master He's tone became even more respectful, "Master, thank you for saving my dear grandson. You are the He family's second parents, our greatest benefactor!"
As he spoke, he was about to kneel down.
"Please accept my three bows!"
Lin Xi was startled and quickly helped the old man up.
She was twenty years old, and the old man was over eighty; they couldn't afford it.
Su Zikun's persuasive skills are too strong.
Lin Xi made up a lie with a straight face, "It's a small matter, nothing to worry about. Xiao Kun is a sensible child."
Grandpa He pulled her inside, saying, "Thank you for your understanding, Master. The servants are ignorant; please bear with them."
"You're too kind."
Lin Xi winked at him, "You better hurry up and get going."
Su Zikun stepped forward and took Grandpa He's hand. "Grandpa, let me help you. Walk slowly. The master won't mind."
Grandpa He smiled and scolded him, "You should do your best to repay your savior. Your attitude is wrong."
"I'll change it, I'll change it right away." Su Zikun took the cane and helped the man sit on the sofa. "Grandpa, does your shoulder still hurt? I'll give you a massage, using a new technique I just learned."
Grandpa He looked quite pleased. "Of all my children and grandchildren, Xiao Kun is the most sensible. I can't even be bothered to mention those two!"
Seeing this scene, He Mohua felt as if he had been stabbed countless times in the heart.
He entered the entertainment industry to become a star, and Su Zikun also entered the entertainment industry, all for Jiang Ji.
His father was not angry at all; on the contrary, he liked him very much.
The double standards are obvious.
He Mohua whispered, "Dad..."
Grandpa He glanced at him and said, "Don't call me Dad!"
He Mohua didn't understand, "Why?"
More than 20 years have passed, and the anger has long since dissipated.
It's not a problem with the entertainment industry, so why is it?
Grandpa He closed his eyes and did not speak.
Su Zikun massaged diligently, but still couldn't understand why his grandfather disliked his uncle.
Su Zikun tentatively said, "Grandpa, tell Xiaokun quietly, I promise I won't tell."
Grandpa He refused for the first time, saying, "You and your uncle are in cahoots, don't think I don't know."
Su Zikun shut up and focused on the massage.
My grandfather may seem senile, but he is actually very shrewd and has a clear mind.
For a moment, the atmosphere became somewhat awkward.
Lin Xi looked around the living room.
It's an occupational hazard for feng shui masters to first observe the arrangement of objects when entering a place.
She noticed the family photo on the wall, with the old man sitting in the middle, all smiles.
There was a child standing on the left and a child standing on the right, each holding a baby in their arms.
He Mohua introduced, "On the left is my eldest nephew He Ting, on the right is my youngest nephew He Jue, and the baby is Su Zikun."
Lin Xi ignored the other two children and fixed her gaze on He Jue.
This person's appearance was very strange; he was clearly a child, yet he had the weathered look of an old man.
Those eyes seemed to be clouded by worldly dust, carrying the sorrow of having weathered countless storms.
Lin Xi asked, "Where is this child now?"
Just as He Mohua was about to answer, a reprimand came from behind him.
What are you doing standing here? Get out!
He Mohua pinched the bridge of his nose and hid behind Hu Biao.
Hu Biao acted as a peacemaker, saying, "Old man, calm down."
Grandpa He ignored him, his voice softening, "My little grandson has unfortunately passed away. Why are you asking this, Master?"
Lin Xi immediately realized that He Jue was not dead. She said meaningfully, "This child is extremely intelligent, but too much intelligence can be harmful. He saw through too many things at a young age and is now deeply mired in pain."
Grandpa He shuddered and looked at the little girl in front of him again.
The ability to read someone's past from their face is a skill that hasn't been seen in a long time.
I thought she was Xiao Kun's friend, but I never expected her to be a real master!
Old Master He's face twitched, and he couldn't help but ask, "What does the master think of his future?"
Lin Xi said, word by word: "One thought can make you a Buddha, another thought can make you a demon. A Buddha is harmed by the world, a demon is burdened by the world."
"Regardless of the outcome, He Jue's fate is not good."
Grandpa He gritted his teeth and showed no sign of distress, but his heart was bleeding.
That child...sigh!
Perhaps there really is something wrong with the He family's ancestral graves, which have produced one willful person after another.
Old Master He composed himself and asked casually, "Master, what brings you to the He family?"
Lin Xi said calmly, "I was asked by your son to help me because there's a problem with the ancestral graves."
He Mohua quickly explained, "Dad, a few days ago I went to worship my ancestors and heard strange noises. I asked a master to go up and take a look, just one look."
Su Zikun pleaded, "The master once saved my life; she truly has skills. Grandpa, please?"
Grandpa He immediately objected, "No way!"
Su Zikun was surprised and hugged his arm, acting coquettishly, "Grandpa, if you don't let the master go, I'll kill myself and my soul will squat at the He family's door every day crying."
"Grandpa knows that I am my dad's only child. If he dies, the Su family line will end. Waaah."
Grandpa He slammed his fist on the table. "You think you're all grown up now? You dare threaten me?!"
Su Zikun continued acting, clutching his chest and crying out in pain, "Ouch, I'm heartbroken! Brother Biao, why don't you go to the kitchen and grab a block of tofu and smash it against my head to kill me, so I won't get in Grandpa's way here."
Grandpa He lightly slapped him, his anger instantly dissipating. "His skin is thicker than a city wall, I wonder who he took after?"
With neither of his two sons nor his two grandsons to rely on, Xiao Kun is not only the sole heir of the Su family, but also the heir of the He family.
He lived a peaceful life and could have anything he wanted, even the stars in the sky.
Old Master He reluctantly agreed, "Let's go, I'll go to the ancestral graves myself."
Su Zikun winked playfully and secretly gave an OK sign.
"Grandpa, I'll carry you on my back, go slowly."
"Xiao Kun is such a good boy, unlike those other people!"
He Mohua was dumbfounded. They had both entered the entertainment industry, but their treatment was worlds apart.
Hu Biao shook his head. "Let's go. As long as we achieve our goal, that's enough."
The group headed to the mountainside, where the He family ancestral graves were located in a spacious area, with tombstones side by side and some fresh flowers and fruits placed in front of the graves.
Grandpa He touched the blank tombstone. "In a few years, I will be buried here."
He pointed to the tombstone next to him, "After Xiao Kun passes away, can he be buried next door to his grandfather?"
Without a second thought, Su Zikun agreed immediately, “Of course, I’m willing to go with my grandfather.”
He Mohua's pupils dilated in shock as he realized his father's intention: to hand over the He family to Su Zikun.
This guy got incredibly lucky!
Su Zikun, unaware of the inside story, chuckled foolishly, "Master, what's wrong?"
Lin Xi looked around and said, "The location is fine; there's a murky aura to the due east."
Su Zikun looked out and said, "The east is over there. I'll go take a look. Everyone, stay here and wait."
He ran over in less than a second, then quickly retreated, his voice trembling.
"Master, the coffin lid has moved!"
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