Yang Zimei tried to persuade Zeng Zhenlong to believe in Feng Shui, so that he could reshape the Feng Shui pattern of the house.
"That's all nonsense. Didn't those emperors all say they were buried in the Feng Shui Dragon Cave? However, it can't stop the change of dynasties and the incompetence of descendants. Those who lived in the imperial city before may not be able to do so.
How good is your destiny? Which emperor is not short-lived? Which prince, concubine, and maiden can live a good life?"
Although Zeng Zhenlong is old, his thinking is not weak. When he debates, he is very clear and logical.
The rest of the Zeng family were surprised to see him having a long conversation with Yang Zimei.
In their impression, Zeng Zhenlong was taciturn and never spoke more than two sentences to everyone. Now he was still talking to Yang Zimei very patiently.
This all makes people jealous.
Yang Zimei is not the kind of person who is good at verbal arguments.
Seeing what Zeng Zhenlong said, she suddenly couldn't find the words to defend herself.
She couldn't tell him that she had clairvoyance and could directly see the good and bad fortunes of Feng Shui, and she also knew how to arrange Feng Shui patterns.
It seems that in order to solve the problem of poor feng shui in the house, we still have to do it slowly.
She first thought of a way to quietly make up for the current situation of the house and balance the yin and yang.
Enter the lobby.
Since there are no taboos in the decoration of the hall, it is only for aesthetics and does not pay attention to the Feng Shui pattern.
The sofa is placed under the beam and has no support. There is a TV set on the financial position. There is also a mahjong table in the corner of the living room. The painting on the wall is a picture of a beast. There are also a few antique vases on the table.
a little.
Yang Zimei shook his head secretly.
This big family is really too careless.
Zeng Zhenlong pulled her to sit down and asked Cheng Xiaojing to make tea for her.
Cheng Xiaojing was really unhappy that she was asked to make tea for her junior. However, she did not show it, but pretended to be very happy and went to make a pot of good tea.
"Niuniu, how did you walk here just now?"
Zeng Zhenlong thought that she had just walked across the road instead of coming by car, and asked with concern, "Do you not have enough money to take the car?"
"No, I have a friend just over the street. I came from there just now. It's not far away, so I walked over."
Yang Zimei smiled and replied, "Grandpa Zeng, you don't have to worry about my money."
"Hey, Niuniu, don't you know that your great-grandpa has been waiting for you anxiously? You actually went to your friend's house first instead of coming to our Zeng's house. You will disappoint grandpa Zeng."
Ye Wenxin screamed from the side.
Yang Zimei was too lazy to pay attention to her, but said guiltily to Zeng Zhenlong, "Grandpa Zeng, I'm sorry, I didn't know you were waiting for me, so I didn't come over first, and I kept you waiting for so long. I'm sorry."
"Haha, silly boy, it's okay. Grandpa Zeng can still afford to wait, but he's afraid that he won't be able to wait for you until he closes his eyes."
Zeng Zhenlong said with a smile.
What he said made Yang Zimei feel a little sad.
The disappearance of his daughter was such a shock to him.
From the moment I walked over and saw the tears in his eyes, I knew that he had been looking forward to his daughter walking over there and returning to his side.
It's a pity that what he waited for back in the end was only his daughter's granddaughter, not his daughter.
She also couldn't understand why grandma was so stubborn and unwilling to return to the capital.