When they arrived at the place, Jingcheng and the others finally understood why Mr. Chen always spoke of his home with pride.
Because the Chen family’s old house is a courtyard house.
You know, nowadays, courtyard houses are not cheap. Although the ancient city is not a provincial capital with extremely high prices, it is a big city famous for tourism after all, and housing prices are also very high. Moreover, the Chen family's old house is not a simple and honest courtyard house in the countryside, but an ancient house.
The Book of Burial says: "Lush and green, precious as a thousand chariots, rich as ten thousand golds."
According to Feng Shui, the back of a house represents people, while the front represents wealth and fortune.
Facing the water, with mountains behind and water in front, the family will be prosperous and wealthy.
Where there are picturesque mountains and clear waters, there must be wealthy families.
The Chen family's old house is located in the suburban area of the ancient city, surrounded by mountains and water, with excellent feng shui.
Getting off the car, Chen Xingguang walked with his beer belly bulging out like a duck wobbling on the shore, snorting as he introduced the structure of the yard to them. Between the lines, he boasted to them how awesome his ancestors were and how long the history of their old house was.
However, the three young men present listened absent-mindedly and showed their support perfunctorily.
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...
Jing Cheng and Qin Yan had no expression on their faces, while Fu Le rolled his eyes calmly.
In ancient times, the feudal hierarchy was strict and could not be violated. The house you lived in could tell your social status. The more powerful and noble you were, the more you cared about face. You could tell your zodiac sign by looking at the door of your house.
The main gate of the houses of kings and nobles would take up the space of three to five rooms, with screen walls on both sides. The next is the "Guangliang Gate" where high-ranking officials lived, followed by the "Jinzhu Gate" where ordinary officials lived, the "Manzi Gate" where wealthy merchants guarded against thieves, the "Ruyi Gate" for ordinary people, and the next most popular is the "Sui Qiang Gate" and the incongruous "Western Gate" where ordinary people lived.
Jing Cheng took a quick look when he just got off the car. The gate of the Chen family's old house was the "Barbarian Gate", which meant that their ancestor was at most a local rich man, which was no different from the current status of the Chen family in the ancient city.
However, being able to do business for generations is also a skill. After all, according to Jing Zhensong, the ancestors of the Jing family branch were poor farmers.
"Tsk." Fu Le sneered softly, "Brother Yan's ancestors were nobles and lived in a royal mansion, but they were not as powerful as him. Why are you showing off..."
Jing Cheng recalled the few times he visited the Lian family a hundred years ago. He had the impression that the two stone lions in front of the Lian mansion were indeed very majestic. The Qin family, who was able to marry into the aristocratic Lian family, must also be descendants of the nobility.
After thinking for a while, he asked Qin Yan curiously: "Does your family still live in the palace now?"
"..." Qin Yan looked at him strangely, "Who told you that? How is it possible?"
Jing Cheng: “?”
Why not live in such a magnificent house?
Seeing his puzzled look, Qin Yan said helplessly: "No one lives there now. It was donated a long time ago and has become a key cultural relic protection site. It is not open to the public..."
After listening to Qin Yan's popular science, Jing Cheng finally understood why Mr. Chen was so arrogant. It turned out that all the levels higher than "Barbarian Gate" were confiscated by cultural institutions.
As one of the very few people in today's society who can live in such a large mansion with four courtyards, it's no wonder that the other party is so proud of himself.
The large house with four entrances occupies a large area and faces south. The vermilion gate is in the southeast corner of the house. As soon as you enter the gate, you will see a screen wall with a "dragon and phoenix presenting auspiciousness". Going around the screen wall, there are rockery, ponds, trees and flowers in the courtyard... The servants who come and go in simple clothes walk slowly with their heads down, and greet Mr. Chen and his party in a low voice when they see them.
Jing Cheng suddenly felt as if time and space were disorganized.
It should be said that he had a very familiar feeling when the car was far away from the Chen family's old house. The scenes before him overlapped with a not-so-pleasant memory in his mind.
Jing Cheng looked a little dazed, as if he had been to this place a long time ago.
"What's wrong?" Qin Yan asked in a low voice after noticing that his expression was not right.
"Nothing." Jing Cheng shook his head. Even if he had been here, what difference would that make? It had already happened over a hundred years ago.
Qin Yan frowned deeply, not once or twice. Every time this happened, he felt that Jing Cheng was very far away from him, as if there was a century between them.
This feeling made him very uncomfortable.
Jing Cheng looked around curiously, and the more he looked, the more familiar this place seemed to him.
What was he doing at that time...catching ghosts or capturing monsters?
In short, it certainly wasn't a good impression left on him, otherwise he wouldn't have forgotten it so thoroughly.
After thinking for a while, Jing Cheng turned around and asked, "By the way, this is Chen Zhiyi's home, right? Did you call him and tell him?"
You didn't come when someone warmly invited you, and now you come uninvited. That's just not right.
Fu Le was squatting on the ground teasing a turtle that had just crawled out of the pond. Hearing this, he immediately stood up, slapped his forehead and said, "If you hadn't mentioned it, I would have forgotten about it. Why don't you send him a WeChat message now?"
Mr. Chen, who was walking in front and didn't realize that the conversation had become dull, was still talking. Jing Cheng was about to catch up with him when he found that the person next to him had disappeared.
Looking back, Qin Yan was still standing there, frowning and thinking. To be more precise, he was in a daze.
“…”
Jing Cheng walked up to him, nudged him with his elbow, and asked in confusion, "What are you thinking about? Why are you so obsessed?"
The face in front of him suddenly enlarged. Qin Yan's mind went blank for a moment, and he blurted out: "I miss you."
Jing Cheng: “…”
Who are you so obsessed with?
Miss you……
I'm obsessed with you.
This conversation is really weird.
After saying this, Qin Yan's heart suddenly jumped, and he suddenly realized that he seemed to have exposed something just now. He couldn't help but look up at Jing Cheng.
Jing Cheng was looking at him with wide eyes, his expression seemed to contain a hint of disbelief.
The two of them looked at each other unexpectedly, and the atmosphere around them suddenly became awkward.
After a long while, Qin Yan finally managed to tear his eyes away from Jing Cheng's face and focus on the empty corridor ahead. His throat rolled before he whispered, "It's time to go."
Jing Cheng nodded uncomfortably, said "Oh" and turned away.
From Qin Yan's perspective, he could see that the other person's ears were red as if burning.
Qin Yan raised his eyebrows and the corners of his mouth slightly turned up.
…
The group walked through the corridor and came to the third room in the inner courtyard, which belonged to the third son of the Chen family, Chen Xingguang.
Although the house looks very old-fashioned, the interior decoration is very modern, with a large LCD TV, computer, sofa and coffee table...
A young man with dyed yellow hair was lying on the sofa, playing games on his mobile phone.
Hearing the noise coming from the door, the young man raised his eyes and glanced at it. Without getting up, he said in a sarcastic tone: "Oh, our big boss Chen actually remembers to go home. Why doesn't he go to accompany your mistress? Oh, by the way, I haven't seen you for half a month. You must be nine or ten now, right?"
Mr. Chen, who was the first to enter the room, felt a pang in his heart and his face immediately turned green. However, because Jing Cheng and the other two were following him, he could only suppress the anger in his heart and said patiently, "There are guests at home, so you better behave yourself."
Then he turned back to Jing Cheng and the others and said with an apologetic smile: "The boy is useless, don't bother with him."
"I'm useless?" The young man threw his phone down, jumped off the sofa barefoot, ran over angrily, pointed at Mr. Chen's nose, and cursed, "You still know I'm your son? You old pervert, sooner or later you'll die on a woman! When the time comes, my mother and I will inherit your estate, and all your lovers will be left with nothing!"
Chen Xingguang was so angry that he was shaking all over. He pointed at him and kept saying “you you you” for a long time without saying anything. He almost had a cerebral hemorrhage. Finally, he could no longer endure it and took a few steps forward to teach his son a lesson.
The father and son engaged in a full-scale fight on the spot.
Jing Cheng: “…”
Qin Yan: “…”
Fu Le: “…”
What surprised Jing Cheng was that the servants passing by seemed to be accustomed to this scene. No one came to stop it. Even a few children in the yard heard the noise and ran over, leaning against the window to watch the fun with glee.
Although it can be seen from his facial features that Mr. Chen's family is not harmonious, when Jing Cheng actually saw this scene, he still felt an unexpected sense of absurdity.
Are these really father and son?
Enemies are no more than that.
It was not until lunch time that the servant came to remind them and the father and son stopped swearing at each other.
Even an honest judge cannot judge family affairs.
From beginning to end, Jing Cheng and the other two stood in the yard waiting for the battle between father and son to end.
As guests invited by Mr. Chen, Jing Cheng and his friends decided to shamelessly eat his lunch.
The young man with a bruised face and nose came out of the room cursing. When he looked up inadvertently, he met Jing Cheng's indescribable gaze and froze in place.
"You..." He frowned and looked at Jing Cheng. He seemed to remember something. His eyes widened and finally he spoke in disbelief, "Why are you here?!"
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