Reborn as the spoiled male wife of the mortal enemy

So what if the tomb we are guarding is a royal cemetery?

In the final analysis, he is just a gravekeeper who makes people feel gloomy and unlucky.

Now his grandfather is not only the gravekeeper of Baijiazhai, but also a tomb seeker.

Grandpa told him more than once: "Things have a heart to repay their roots, and people have a heart to miss their ancestors. The purpose of searching for tombs is to let the dead return to their roots and to give the living a place to rest their thoughts."

But in fact, many people think that the so-called tomb seekers are just tomb robbers in beautiful clothes.

Nan Chun, driven by his youthful playfulness, had found the work of tomb-hunting mysterious and exciting. Under Nan Chenglin's influence, he also learned a little bit.

As I grew up, I understood people's alienation, fear and even contempt, and I was no longer willing to be involved in those things.

In his previous life, he always felt that it was better to go to school and face Mr. Wang, who had drooping eyelids, glaring eyes and a fierce look on his face, than to listen to his grandfather talk about these things in the cemetery circle.

At least the interesting things about the city that Mr. Wang occasionally talked about were much more interesting.

But now, he wished his grandfather would tell him more so that he could know why his grandfather had been gone for three years in his previous life, and no one saw him alive or dead.

"Nanchun!" A shout came from not far away.

Nanchun held a piece of grass in her mouth and swung a patched blue cloth bag back and forth in her hand.

Hearing the shouts, he turned to see that it was the car of the eldest son of the Bai family. It was a black tin box with four wheels, and it was said to cost over three thousand dollars.

The person who stuck his head out of the car window and talked to him was Mr. Wang.

Mr. Wang is from the city. He has studied abroad and has ridden on a ship as big as the Bai Family Ancestral Hall.

It is said that he was originally the son of a wealthy family, but his father, who was a powerful businessman, chose the wrong side without realizing it, causing the Wang family to lose all their money and become ruined.

Fortunately, he was saved by Bai Song, the eldest son of the Bai family. He traveled thousands of miles to Baijiazhai to escape from the world and disaster and became a teacher in the school.

In the previous life, after listening to the interesting stories told by Mr. Wang, Nanchun's head was full of thoughts about how to get out of the mountains and go to the city to see the foreign concessions, the decadence and the bright lights and wine.

"Don't you even look at the time? Not only have you been away from school for a few days because you were sick, but now that you've recovered you're still playing here leisurely?" Mr. Wang pointed at his watch with his finger, his eyelids drooping as usual with a mean look on his face.

Nanchun's gaze naturally fell on Bai Xun, who was sitting in the back seat. Bai Xun hadn't looked at him the entire time, not even out of the corner of his eye, as if he didn't even exist.

Nanchun curled his lips, snorted, and turned his face away. He thought to himself: Why are you pretending to be unfamiliar? If you ignore me now, you will regret it!

Seeing his arrogance and disrespect, Mr. Wang was naturally furious. His eyes blazed with fire, and he gnashed his teeth and said, "You can't carve rotten wood, and you can't plaster a wall of dung!" [Note 1]

Bai Song, who was driving nearby, burst into laughter. "You! You! Why are you so angry?"

Wang Zijin rolled his eyes at him, held his forehead and said, "You don't understand! This guy is just dreaming of being the monkey who caused havoc in Heaven! I have to make him understand, even if he becomes one.

In the end, he could not escape the Five Finger Mountain of Tathagata Buddha. Once Guanyin Bodhisattva put on the tight hoop and Tang Sanzang recited the tight hoop curse, he had no choice but to obey.

Bo Song smiled nonchalantly and said, "Come to think of it... that child looks very familiar to me. Whose child is he?"

"Of course it's not your Bai family's! It's a rather rare surname, the Nan in the south."

Bo Song paused slightly and laughed softly.

"Are you suffering from a laughing disease today?" Wang Zijin looked at him with a frown.

"I thought of some interesting things in the past!" Bai Song glanced at Bai Xun who had been silent in the back seat.

"Tell me something interesting!" Wang Zijin raised his eyebrows, obviously his interest was piqued.

"Come to think of it, the Nan family and our Bai family almost became in-laws."

Wang Zijin looked at him in astonishment and then looked back at Bai Xun.

"It's not me, it's Bai Xun." Bai Song saw his confusion and explained.

Wang Zijin snorted softly and said, "Luckily, Nanchun is a boy with a penis, so your two families didn't get married. Just looking at his usual behavior, you can tell his family traditions are not right. As the saying goes, if a son is not taught well, it is the father's fault!"

Bo Song shook his head and said, "It's not with the boy, but with his twin sister. It's a pity that the girl has been sick since birth.

Old Man Nan searched everywhere for doctors and medicine, and the Bai family sent her the best medicine every day. My grandfather even invited a Western doctor from Yangcheng to treat her. But the child only lived past the age of ten.

"This must be fate! Our Bai Xun is destined to escape! I heard that his family is in the business of finding and digging graves? How could your Bai family be willing to marry into such a family?" Wang Zijin looked at him in confusion.

"What do you know! The marriage of the future head of the Bai family has been calculated. It has to be the destined one, understand? We'll pick one from the village and the Bai family's side branches. The match is calculated by the witch doctor.

Besides, tomb seekers are very different from tomb robbers. It's a pity that after the Nan family's daughter passed away, the witch doctor couldn't find another suitable candidate, so Xundi's marriage was delayed."

"What if we can never find our destined person?" Wang Zijin asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Then you will never be able to become the head of the Bai family." Bai Xun, who had been silent all this time, said lightly.

Wang Zijin chuckled and said, "You're still young and a long way from getting married. Don't rush. Besides, fate is unpredictable. You might find your destined partner tomorrow."

Bai Xun looked out the window silently, his face showing no emotion.

Nanchun walked slowly to the school, and more than twenty pairs of eyes in the room looked at him.

Mr. Wang on the podium frowned and was about to curse, but he was choked back by the hand he had obediently exposed to receive a beating.

The crisp sound of the ruler hitting the palm of the hand reached the next room. Mr. Mu, a white-bearded old man in an indigo robe, stopped writing and shook his head helplessly, saying, "This child is incorrigible!"

Although Mr. Wang gritted his teeth and struck Nanchun cruelly, Nanchun only frowned slightly and stood there obediently to take the punishment without trying to dodge.

He had done a lot of housework and farm work since he was a child, and his palms were covered with calluses. He could bear the punishment much better than those tender young masters.

It was a rare occasion that Bai Xun's gaze fell on him. Nan Chun straightened his back, gritted his teeth, and didn't even frown.

Mr. Wang saw this as a sign of disobedience and provocation, so he hit him harder, increasing the ten-rule rule to twenty.

The students were silent and thought to themselves: Never be late for Mr. Wang’s class again, the punishment will be more severe than skipping school.

Nanchun sat in the corner of the last row, and Baixun sat in the window seat of the first row.

Nanchun could see the figure sitting upright in the sun with just her peripheral vision.

Bai Xun is good-looking.

The young masters of wealthy families are always different from these wild boys who spend their days playing in the fields, mountains, forests and rivers.

His skin was smooth and fair, his eyes were dark and deep, and his tightly pursed lips revealed a cool and handsome look. He was gentle and refined, upright and true to his principles, and had the demeanor of a gentleman.

Everyone in the village said that Bai Xun would be the next head of the Bai family.

Note 1: From The Analects of Confucius: Gongye Chang.