The rural daughter-in-law of the bank president

"Grandpa is telling stories. I know them all by heart." Wei Wuya replied to Lin Xianglan, "What's in them?"

"Incense, candles, and paper money." Lin Xianglan said as she walked into the ancestral hall.

After Lin Xianglan walked away, Wei Wuya wrinkled his nose and touched his chin, "My mother has something to do!"

"Haha, why?" Lele looked at Wei Wuya with interest.

"Your expression is wrong!" Wei Wuya said as he stood up and walked towards the storage room.

The gap in the door was very small and it was very dark inside. Wei Wuya took out his mobile phone, turned on the flashlight, and shone it inside. He could see the reflection of the gold edges of the incense, candles, and paper money on the floor. In addition, there was a small altar in the middle, and a memorial tablet could be vaguely seen.

Wei Wuya took photos of several storage rooms. Each storage room was similar and seemed to have an altar.

"Haven't you been there before?" Lele asked curiously.

"Well, this ancestral hall was built only a few years ago. Every time I came here before, I would just listen to my grandfather telling stories quietly and never came later. However, it's not uncommon to place tablets of some non-family but important people here. I just don't know who they are." After Wei Wuya finished speaking, he put away his phone.

He walked to the room where Lin Xianglan came out and pulled the lock on the door. The lock was not big and a bit rough. After all, there were no valuables kept here, so he pulled it hard.

"Stop it, you'll break it!" Lele looked at Wei Wuya, what a childish guy!

"Haha, I just want to break it." As he said this, he pulled harder, kicked his feet against the wall, and fell back hard.

"Click!"

He actually pulled me away.

He removed the lock and opened the door.

It was a very small space, about three or four square meters. There were some incense sticks, candles and paper money piled against the wall. In the middle was an altar, which was also piled with incense sticks. In the middle was a tablet covered with red cloth.

Wei Wuya took direct action and opened it. To his surprise, there was no name on the tablet.

Lele didn't pay attention to the tablet. She looked at a piece of fabric behind the tablet whose color could no longer be seen.

The exposed edge of the fabric revealed a small flower embroidered by hand.

The two stood facing each other, Wei Wuya shrugged, "The exploration failed!"

Lele lowered his head and thought for a while, "Why don't you take down the tablet and take a look. The one in my house is empty and can be used to put things. Will we be beaten by Mom?" Lele was curious and scared.

Before he could finish his words, Wei Wuya had already taken down the tablet. He pushed it from the back and it was indeed pulled out.

Inside was a piece of red paper with only a string of numbers written on it:

Wei Wuya frowned, "What do you mean? Bank card password?"

"Haha, it's an occupational disease! Could it be his birthday? January 1983, 1?" Lele guessed.

"My brother or sister who died young? I'm so sorry!" Wei Wuya said as he put his hands together and bowed!

"Hahaha, how could that be?"

The two of them guessed for a long time but couldn't figure it out. They put the red paper back, arranged the tablet, bowed, and left the room.

The lock was broken by the pull, but it can still be pressed down to pretend to be working.

The two people hurriedly left the "crime scene" and returned to the ancestral hall.

Lele followed Wei Wuya closely, staying away from Lin Xianglan.

After the ancestor worship ceremony, the four cars drove directly to the Dijingyuan garage.

At home, Lin Xianglan had already arranged for the chef to prepare lunch.

The 400-square-meter apartment is still empty even if more than a dozen people are accommodated.

"Wuya, go and pick up Xiaoyue and Xiaomin!" Lin Xianglan instructed.

Wei Wuya said "hmm" and took Lele's hand to go out.

"Le Le, don't go. Come and help out for a while! We're just picking someone up. We'll be back soon." Lin Xianglan glanced at her son.

"Oh!" Wei Wuya muttered and looked at Lin Xianglan with dissatisfaction.

Lele smiled and said, "Go ahead, I'll be back soon. I'll go help mom."

Wei Wuya walked to the door with a reluctant look on his face and blew a kiss to Lele. Lele smiled and pouted to receive it.

After closing the door and preparing to go to the kitchen, Lele turned around and saw his aunt smiling at him at the kitchen door. His face turned red to his neck and he stuck out his tongue.

When they reached the door, Lele's blush had not yet faded, "Auntie!"

The chef was busy in the Chinese kitchen. My aunt took Lele to the bar in the living room. They were going to prepare drinks, wine and fruits.

Lin Xianglan came over and greeted Lele, and went to the storage room to get some wine.

Because there is no basement, a wine storage room was specially built in the middle of the living room and the bedroom in a place that is sheltered from light on all sides. The wine storage room uses special air-conditioning equipment to maintain a constant temperature and humidity.

Lele had done her homework before, so she had to get to know the wide variety of wines, as well as some tobacco.

She was carefully looking for wine according to Lin Xianglan's request.

There was a message, but when I opened it I was stunned.

“…Lin Shuyue has returned to Guigang!” sent by Wei Wuya.

I almost dropped the wine in my hand.

"Where's Xiao Min?"

"Xiao Min, I received it and am on my way back now. Don't worry, I'll go back and take care of it."

Lele took the wine to the bar, uncorked the bottles one by one to wake them up, and prepared the wine glasses. He felt very nervous. What was going to happen on the first day of the new year?

When Wei Wuya came back, everyone saw that he only brought Xiaomin with him. Lin Xiangjun sat on the sofa, smoking and asked, "Where's Xiaoyue?"

Wei Wuya smiled and said, "Uncle, please excuse me to talk!"

Then he walked towards his room. My uncle was a little surprised, but he put out his cigarette and followed him into the room.

"There was a little misunderstanding between Xiaoyue and me. She was angry and went back!" Wei Wuya was sincere.

"Going back to the hotel?" My uncle didn't realize the seriousness of the situation.

"Guigang!"

"what?"

"I couldn't help it and slapped her. I also apologized to her, but it seems she didn't accept it!" Wei Wuya had just finished speaking when Lin Xiangjun's face darkened and the veins on his neck bulged. "What did you say? You hit Xiaoyue?"

"You..." The gentle and refined uncle was furious at this moment. You know, he doted on his precious daughter to the core of his heart. Not to mention hitting her, he had never even said a harsh word to her.

"Which side of the face?" Uncle stared at Wei Wuya with a sinister look, and Wei Wuya was stunned for a moment.

Tilt your head forward and turn your face to the left.

My uncle didn't do anything, but opened the door and went out angrily.

Wei Wuya's heart sank, and he chased after him. Lele was squeezing grapefruit juice at the bar, completely unaware of her uncle's anger. When the tall and burly figure blocked her way, she looked up.

"Snapped!"

"Ah!" Lele felt dizzy, her ears were buzzing, and her left face was hot as if it had been burned by an iron. She couldn't breathe in one breath for a long time. She breathed rapidly, her throat trembled, her whole body trembled, her knees softened, and she fell down.

Everyone in the living room was shocked by the scene before them!

Wei Wuya followed his uncle closely, but because he didn't react at first, he was a step late. Seeing Lele fall down, he supported himself on the bar and jumped in.