He secretly changed his character

The banquet hall was filled with tulips airlifted from Switzerland, and young waiters wearing bow ties walked around the center of the venue carrying champagne and desserts.

A foreign band was playing a serenade near the marble fountain, and a contralto was singing a love poem-like tune, but it was hard to tell what language it was in. Lu Zichu couldn't tell anyway.

There was a long table in the restaurant, covered with a white hollow tablecloth, filled with all kinds of cold seafood, red wine and tableware. Next to it was a circle of large floor-to-ceiling glass windows, reflecting the afterglow of the setting sun, shrouding this prosperous international city with a bit of decadence.

To be honest, Lu Zichu doesn't like cities that are too modern. Although they are innovative, they are always at the forefront of technological development and contribute endless prosperity and wealth to human society.

But the pace of life and work in such a metropolis is too fast, like clockwork, so fast that people have an illusion that they can never keep up with it. But they can't stand still, so they can only go against the current for their whole lives.

Lu Zichu likes a leisurely life, which is why he did not choose Huadu but the imperial capital.

Huadu is a young city, lacking much cultural heritage.

The imperial capital is different. Every brick and tile is filled with history, and every blade of grass and tree is full of vicissitudes.

Lu Zichu was still wandering aimlessly with his thoughts when today's protagonist finally made his grand appearance.

Annie Chen, wearing a light purple fishtail dress, helped an elderly man with white hair and a cane down the spiral staircase, greeting the guests as they walked.

The music has changed, it is now in a style used for a grand entrance, which sets the mood very well.

The guests also applauded and cheered.

Mr. Chen shook hands and exchanged greetings with the guests as he walked.

I have greeted everyone along the way.

Finally they came to the restaurant, and Lu Zichu had no choice but to stand up and follow Fei Mingze closely.

Mr. Chen looked kind and gentle, and he spoke to Fei Mingze in Hong Kong dialect.

Annie Chen had already poured them champagne.

Fortunately, Mr. Chen finished his conversation with just a few words, and then came to greet Lu Zichu, "This is——"

Lu Zichu immediately said, "Oh, my name is Lu Zichu."

"Which deer?"

"It's the deer that's competing for the world."

"This last name is rare."

"really."

"The surname Lu has a long history. One theory is that it comes from the surname Ji and is a descendant of Kang Shu, the son of King Wen of Zhou. It is a surname named after the fiefdom. Another theory is that there was a three-character surname Alu Huan in Daibei during the Later Wei Dynasty. They were originally from the Xianbei tribe and later changed their surname to Lu."

"The old man is very knowledgeable."

Mr. Chen laughed, "Where are you from, young man?"

"Dragon City people."

"Is your ancestral home also in Longcheng?"

"Ah."

"Where?"

"From Luhe Village, Xiantai Town."

Old Master Chen's face changed, he looked a little anxious, his lips trembled, he took two steps forward involuntarily, held Lu Zichu's hand and asked, "Who is Lu Chuanlin to you?"

Lu Zichu was also surprised, "Mr. Chen knows my grandfather?"

Old Master Chen's eyes immediately turned red. He did not answer but asked again, "Your grandmother... is her name - is her name Chen Yuezhi?"

"That's the name." Lu Zichu reacted slowly, "Mr. Chen knew my grandfather—"

"Why call me Grandpa Chen? You have no respect for your elders! You should call me Uncle Grandpa."

Fei Mingze, "???"

Annie chen, "???"

Lu Zichu, "!!!"

Old Master Chen was extremely excited. He took Lu Zichu's hand and walked inside, saying, "Annie, let your father greet the guests. I'll talk to your cousin."

Lu Zichu's brain was still overloaded and he didn't react completely. Then, he was dragged to Mr. Chen's study without any explanation.

His study is on the second floor and is decorated in Chinese style.

As soon as Mr. Chen entered, he came to the bookshelf and stood on tiptoe to reach something on it. Lu Zichu immediately understood and took it down for him.

Old Master Chen took his things and sat down. Seeing that Lu Zichu looked restrained, he called him, "Xiaolu, please sit down. Let's talk."

Lu Zichu sat down. Originally, he didn't like being called by such names, such as Xiao Liu, Xiao Wang, and Xiao Zhang. He thought it was too vulgar. But when his own name was called like this, it made him look more adorable, and he didn't feel incompetent to accept it.

Mr. Chen opened the box.

Lu Zichu saw two things placed inside.

One is a photo album and the other is an ancient book.

Old Master Chen opened the album and turned to the first page. There was only one photo there, a picture of a woman sitting alone in a cheongsam. The woman was gentle and dignified, and at first glance she was a lady from an ancient family.

"This is..." Lu Zichu took it and looked at it, and was shocked.

"This is my sister, your grandmother."

"I've never seen her. There's not even a photo of her at home." As he looked at her, his eyes turned red and he choked up.

Master Chen was also in a trance and sighed, "She is my only sister. I was still a child in 1943. The country was in turmoil and people were living in poverty. There were also natural disasters and people were displaced. In order to survive, I left Longcheng with my parents and came to Hong Kong."

"What about my grandma?"

"She refused to leave. Not only was she pregnant at the time, but your grandfather was also in poor health and couldn't stand the hardships of wandering around... Later, decades later, your two uncles went back to their hometown to inquire about the situation and found a few people from the Lu family, but they were all five generations out of the family, so their blood relationship was distant."

"What did our family do before?"

“A hundred years ago, there were three most prosperous and wealthy families in Longcheng—the Fei family, the Lu family, and our Chen family.

"The Fei family is a family of officials, and their genealogy can be traced back to the end of the Tang Dynasty.

"The Lu family practiced medicine, and at their peak they were the imperial physicians of the Northern Song Dynasty. Your great-grandfather also ran a clinic called Pujitang. He was the most famous doctor in Longcheng..."

"and then?"

Old Master Chen shook his head. "What a pity. He got addicted to opium. His good fortune was either taken away by his relatives or squandered."

Lu Zichu sighed deeply. If the ancestors had not cut down the tree, he, the descendant, would at least be able to enjoy the shade and would not have to start from scratch.

Lu Zichu asked, "What about the Chen family?"

"We are a family of printmakers. After coming to Hong Kong, we made a fortune with this ancestral craft. But we no longer do this business."

Old Master Chen asked about Lu Zichu's current situation, including their family's development and his own situation.

Lu Zichu talked about the situation of his father and several uncles.

Old Master Chen was upset after hearing this and muttered to himself, "Why do you Lu family always feel like you are under a curse? There has never been a lot of descendants. Most of them died at a young age."

Lu Zichu stopped talking.

I don’t know what’s going on, but his family seems to be cursed.