Of course, "storing wind and gathering energy" is an idealized environmental model.
In real life, as long as the terrain or building at the back is higher than that in the front, the terrain or building on the left is higher than that on the right, and the house is spacious, this environment has the conditions for "hiding wind and gathering energy".
A house that can avoid harmful winds and harmful air and gather beneficial winds and beneficial air is called a "wind-gathering and air-gathering" house.
If a house wants to "store wind and gather energy", it must first have sufficient sunlight, air circulation, and appropriate temperature and humidity.
If the house you live in is located in a place with strong winds, even if there is "strong energy" gathered, it will be blown away by the strong wind.
On the contrary, if the wind is too slow, the air will not circulate, and it will not be possible to bring in a better aura.
The location of the small building where Grandpa and Grandma Song live clearly has a feng shui pattern that allows them to "store wind and gather energy."
The location of the small building was obviously chosen by an expert who knows the business, and the location is very good.
People who live here for a long time will have an open mind and enjoy both good fortune and longevity.
"Ningning is here..."
Grandma Song was very happy to see Song Ning. She took Song Ning's hand with one hand and Song Wan's hand with the other and sat on the sofa.
"Sure enough! Grandma completely forgot about me after she saw her sisters!"
Song Rui frowned and muttered quietly, "Other families favor boys over girls, but ours is just the opposite."
Grandma Song glanced at him with a smile and nodded seriously, "Indeed!"
Song Rui immediately cooperated and made a crying face, which made everyone laugh.
Grandma Song has silver-white hair, wears a well-tailored long-sleeved dress, has neatly trimmed nails, and has a gentle and polite attitude, which makes people feel good about her.
As a veteran face control, Song Ning completely forgot about Qiao Bo after seeing Grandma Song.
Grandma Song’s clothing and dressing style would not be inferior at all even in the future when self-media is well developed.
Who doesn’t love such a delicate and charming “young lady”!
"Grandma, I miss you so much..."
Song Ning leaned happily on Grandma Song's arm and acted coquettishly.
Grandma Song looked at her with a deliberately stern face, "Really? If you really missed me, why didn't you come to see me for such a long time?"
"Grandma, it's my fault...it's not Ningning's fault!"
Qiao Bo was afraid that Grandma Song would blame Song Ning, so he quickly stepped forward and took the responsibility on himself.
"Look... this kid is taking it seriously!"
Grandma Song pointed at Qiao Bo and started laughing, and Song Ning also covered her mouth and laughed.
"It's a good one! The boss found a good husband for Ningning!"
Grandpa Song also praised Qiao Bo, "Good job!"
"yes!"
Qiao Bo clenched his fingers awkwardly. Sometimes the more he enjoyed himself, the more nervous he became...
Although Grandma Song held Song Wan's hand all the time, no one ignored her.
But seeing how familiar Song Ning was with everyone, Song Wan clenched her fingers.
"Sister Song Ning, let's go to the kitchen and help Mom! I'm afraid she's too busy..."
Song Wan suddenly stood up and said to Song Ning with a smile.
Song Ning was slightly stunned. Go to the kitchen to help?
Grandpa Song has a special chef, and because it was a family gathering today, he didn't let those people come.
However, the chef had already prepared all the dishes needed for lunch, so Fu Xinyi only needed to simply heat up a few individual dishes.
Song Wan had just arrived at the Song family and might not be aware of this, so Song Ning didn't mention it and just nodded slightly.
Grandma Song's smile deepened. "Good children! They are all good children! They know how to care for their mother..."
Qiao Bo wanted to stand up to help, but Song Ning gently held him back, "Song Wan and I will go! You stay with Grandpa and the others and talk for a while..."
As long as she doesn't have to cook, Song Ning feels that she can do it!
Besides, she also wanted to see what Song Wan's purpose was...
"Why are you here? There's nothing wrong here. Mrs. Zhang has almost dealt with it..."
Fu Xinyi was just helping out in the kitchen; the one who was really busy was Mrs. Zhang.
Mrs. Zhang works neatly and efficiently, and is frank in her words and deeds. She has been working for Grandpa Song for several years.
"I asked Sister Song Ning to come help... I thought you were the only one busy in the kitchen..."
Song Wan bit her lower lip. "Before... when I was at home, all the women in the village were busy preparing meals for the family..."
“They can only eat the leftovers from the table after others have eaten their fill…”
“I thought you felt the same way…”
After Song Wan finished speaking, she clicked her fingers nervously and lowered her head.
Fu Xinyi's face immediately showed pity. After all, a real person knows how to care for others...
"Good boy..."
"Xinyi, the food is almost ready. Do you want to serve it out later or now?"
Mrs. Zhang called Fu Xinyi, and Fu Xinyi patted Song Wan's hand, signaling her not to be restrained.
"Wait until Wenbo and the others arrive before serving it outside..."
Before Fu Xinyi could finish her words, she was interrupted by a deep and broad male voice.
"The food is ready! It seems we are late..."
Song Wenbo walked in with his usual smile on his face. "Zifen has something to do at work. I'm afraid she won't be able to come. I'll trouble you tomorrow..."
Song Wenbo always had a smile on his face when he spoke, which made people feel no disgust.
"Look at what you said..."
"Everyone knows the nature of Zifen's work, and we can't delay it!"
Li Zifen is the chief physician of the hospital. She is very busy at work. Not to mention Fu Xinyi, even Song Wenbo could count the times he saw her.
"Grandpa... Grandma... Uncle..."
Behind Song Wenbo followed two young men with very different looks, Song Zirui and Song Tianheng.
Although they are twins, they don't look alike at all and their personalities are completely different.
"Second Uncle...Brother Zirui, Brother Tianheng..."
Song Rui stood up and greeted them warmly. Although his father was the eldest son, he got married late, so he and Song Wan were later in generation.
Song Ning and Song Wan also greeted people politely.
Song Wenbo responded with a smile, and repeatedly asked Song Zirui and Song Tianheng to help serve the dishes.
Song Ning brought over the last pot of soup, and the dishes were almost ready.
"Sister Song Ning, let me do it!"
Song Wan came over and stretched out her hands towards the soup bowl, trying to take it from Song Ning's hand.
“No…”
Song Ning looked at her speechlessly. What were you doing so far?
When she brought the pot of soup just now, Song Wan stood there motionless for some reason, as if she didn't see it.
When she is about to bring it out, why is she rushing to show off again?
The soup bowl was not hot when I first held it in my hand, but it became a little hot after a while.
Song Ning was already a little out of control, and Song Wan kept chattering over here, making Song Ning gradually irritable.
"Get out of the way!"
"Sister Song Ning...I..."
Song Wan looked up pitifully, but a mocking smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.
Song Ning raised her eyebrows. What's wrong with this girl?
Facial schizophrenia?
Soon Song Ning knew what Song Wan was up to...
Song Wan quickly pushed the soup basin with her right hand, and the soup in the basin was about to pour onto Song Ning.
Song Ning subconsciously tilted the soup bowl outwards, but Song Wan's hand was waiting for her right beside it!
Song Ning was unable to stop in time, and some of the soup spilled onto Song Wan's hands.
"ah…"
Song Wan cried miserably and said to Song Ning while crying, "Sister Song Ning, I just wanted to help you..."
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