A black car parked in front of an old house with white walls and black tiles. A mottled rain mark was left on the white wall more than two meters high. A wooden door was locked, and rust had appeared on the lock surface, and the New Year pictures on the door panel had already faded and peeled off.

Xia Zhihuai parked the car at the door and looked at the desolate old house, and couldn't help but sigh for a moment.

However, after just over a year, the old house faded from memory at an incredible speed, revealing a breath of decay and desolation everywhere.

He turned around and opened the rear door and carried Wanwan, who was about to jump out of the car.

"Is this an old house?"

Wanwan looked up at the high wall and could vaguely see the small wooden building inside the wall.

Xia Zhihuai put her on the ground and patted her head: "I'll go open the door."

After taking out the key to the old house, Xia Zhihuai stepped on the moss-filled stairs, pinching the big lock full of rust, and it took several minutes to poke the lock open.

Xia Yingxiu hasn't been to the old house for a long time and sighed softly: "It's a change of things."

In the past, when Xia Zhihuai's grandparents were still there, the old house was always lively. No matter when they came back, the door was always open. Before the car could drive to the door, you could see the old man sitting in a small stool at the gate chatting with people.

After all, it’s time for people to leave and tea is cold.

The door was pushed open with a creaking sound. Xia Zhihuai swept his hand in front of him, brushing away the dust that was shaken from the door lintel in the air.

The eyes are filled with weeds.

The road from the gate to the two-story building is paved with bluestone slabs, and there are wild grass growing unscrupulously between the cracks of the slabs.

Several persimmon trees are planted on the inner walls near both sides of the gate. A batch of tender leaves have been drawn out from the branches of the persimmon trees, but the jujube trees in the corners are still bare and look like they have died.

Several people walked into the old house one after another, and Wanwan looked around in surprise.

The wooden building in Laotao’s house does not look as broken as imagined.

Xia Zhihuai opened the doors and windows of the small wooden building to relieve the smell.

The old house has not lived in for a long time, and the house is still a little cool and damp, and the smell is a little heavy.

However, the wooden building is quite sturdy. When his father was still there, he made overall renovations and construction of the old house.

During the reconstruction, the wood was specifically designed to prevent moisture and insect damage, so even after several years, the small building looked a bit dirty and old, and everything else was pretty good.

...

"It looks pretty good, I can move in after cleaning up."

After checking the entire old house, Xia Zhihuai patted the dust all over his hands and said with satisfaction.

Xia Yingxiu nodded: "Indeed, the money that your father and your uncle used to renovate the old house was not wasted."

Xia Zhihuai: "We will stay at the hotel in the town for one night tonight and clean up the old house today and tomorrow."

Xia Yingxiu: "I will go back tomorrow night and just take advantage of my time today and tomorrow to help you clean up."

Wanwan leaned on Xia Zhihuai's calf and asked, "Are we going to clean up?"

Xia Zhihuai: "Yes, you can help too."

Wanwan grabbed her ears and hesitated for two seconds and said, "I can help draw the cleaning talisman, and it will be cleaned up quickly when I stick it in the house!"

"There are also such talisman paper?" Xia Zhihuai said in shock on the spot, "Then why don't you tell me every time I sweep the floor?"

Wanwan blinked: "I thought brother, you like to clean. Every time you sweep the floor, you say you should use it as exercise to lose weight. How can I stop you from exercising?"

And the house is not dirty, she doesn't think it's dirty anywhere anyway.

Xia Zhihuai stood there and reflected for a few seconds. Did she give Wanwan an illusion, making her feel that he was a promising young man who was diligent in training and loved cleaning?

The old house, which might have taken two days to clean up and down, was completely cleaned up in just one hour under Wanwan's cheating talisman.

However, they have to remove the weeds in the yard.

So Xia Zhihuai and Xia Xiuying took tools to weed the yard, and Wanwan and Huang Xikong were together. After drawing the talismans, they stuck them up and down to the corner of the wall, and the room was completely refreshed in a moment.

Huang Xikong followed Xiao Budian and sighed: "Your ability is really useful."

Wanwan was so tired that she groaned, put the last cleaning talisman on the handrail of the stairs and sat on the wooden stairs steps.

"After drawing so many cleaning talismans, my spiritual power is consumed very quickly, I'm so tired~"

Wanwan stuck out her tongue and pressed her head against the railing, and her whole cub was slumped on the steps.

"Then you take a break, I'll go upstairs and take a look."

Huang Xikong floated up and down, waved his hand to open the wooden window on the second floor, leaned against the coffin and looked at Xia Zhihuai who was weeding downstairs: "The conditions in your ancestral home are really good."

Xia Zhihuai threw the weeds in his hand aside and rolled his eyes: "Go down to weed, you really treat yourself as a guest."

Huang Xikong floated down from the second floor, spread his hands and looked at his five fingers.

"I have held the sword, held the pen, and approved the memorials in these hands, but I have never removed the grass!"

Xia Zhihuai sneered: "There is a first time in everything."

"What's more, the Jin Dynasty has died long ago. Our family's great cause of weeding requires you to sacrifice your life and shed blood!"

Xia Zhihuai handed him the small hoe, raised his eyebrows and jokingly, "Go ahead, noble Lord Huang."

Huang Xikong stared at his little hoe and hesitated for two seconds: "I think I can struggle for a little longer."

Xia Zhihuai snorted coldly: "You are not even as good as Wanwan. Wanwan is so small that she is responsible for the sanitation of the entire building. You do nothing, are you embarrassed?"

Huang Xikong: "You seem to be better than Wanwan."

Xia Zhihuai: "..."

One man and one ghost looked at each other.

After a while, Huang Xikong silently took the hoe.

Isn’t it just a weed? He has even been the prime minister. How can this little thing be difficult for him?

Impossible.

Huang Xikong floated a little farther away and squatted on the ground to start weeding.

This job is actually very simple, it is just too monotonous and boring.

Except for one morning of grass, only half of the inner courtyard of the old house was cleaned up.

Xia Yingxiu drove to the town to buy some vegetables and meat, and prepared to cook lunch at the old house at noon.

After Wanwan cleaned the building and had enough rest, she took out a small stool from the house, sat on the steps at the door, held her chin and watched them weeding.

Xia Zhihuai squatted for more than an hour, and his back and legs were painful and numb. He put down his hoe and stood up and beat his back, sighing deeply.

Sure enough, self-reliance is not that easy.

Huang Xikong is in a state of soul and is completely unconstrained and affected by the body, so he does not have any back pain and numbness in his legs and feet.

But he didn't want to do it anymore.

After putting down the hoe, he suddenly had an idea.

"I'll go out first."

Huang Xikong gathered the weeds at his feet into a pile and immediately floated out of the yard.

Xia Zhihuai stood in the yard: "Why are you doing?"

Wanwan yawned: "Brother, when will you finish the weeds? I'm hungry."

"Your aunt will be back in a while. If you are hungry, you should eat some snacks to keep your stomach."
Chapter completed!