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Chen Qiye and Huang Yanjun chatted for a few words. Lin Chuxue and Zhao Long returned to the ward. However, when Lin Chuxue saw Huang Yanjun's beautiful eyes slightly red, she thought Chen Qiye had bullied Huang Yanjun.

"Chen Qiye, are you bullying Yan Jun?" Lin Chuxue hugged Huang Yanjun and asked with a sharp tiger teeth.

Seeing the two women intimately, Chen Qiye was so amused and amazed. Who is the couple with whom, and who closes the door?

Zhao Long also sighed. Just now, Lin Chuxue hoped that Chen Qiye would become bad. If Chen Qiye really bullies Huang Yanjun, wouldn't it be a good thing?

But based on Zhao Long's understanding of Chen Qiye, not to mention just being locked in a room, even if Chen Qiye faces the naked Huang Yanjun, he will never bully Huang Yanjun.

"I didn't bully Huang Yanjun. If you don't believe me, please ask yourself." Chen Qiye shouted injustice for himself.

Lin Chuxue still doesn't believe it. If Chen Qiye didn't bully Huang Yanjun, why would she cry?

"Chen Qiye, did you say something that stimulated Yan Jun?" Lin Chuxue said relentlessly.

Seeing that Lin Chuxue was unbelievable, Chen Qiye had to ask Huang Yanjun for help. She was also amused by Lin Chuxue's overreaction.

"Chuxue, you misunderstood Chen Qiye. We just talked about some future events, so we are a little sad." Huang Yanjun said assured.

What happened next?

Just when Lin Chuxue was still trying to ask questions, Chen Qiye received a call from Uncle Chen, asking him to go back to his ancestral home immediately. When he saw the two girls as close as sisters, he had nothing to worry about.

Chen Qiye briefly instructed Lin Chuxue to take care of her health, and immediately rushed back to the Shen family's ancestral home with Zhao Long.

Looking at Chen Qiye's tired back walking away, Huang Yanjun felt heartbroken. Now Song Qingcong is in the East China Sea. Chen Qiye's voice is in the safety of both places, and Lin Chuxue will be misunderstood. That is quite unfair to him.

"Chuxue, you misunderstood Chen Qiye just now." Huang Yanjun paused, then pulled Lin Chuxue's jade hand and said, "Also, don't do anything stupid for me and Chen Qiye in the future. Chen Qiye will always be the only one in his heart."

Lin Chuxue shook her head and said, "But if you don't do this, what will you do? Yan Jun, I'll tell you, I've figured it out..."

Huang Yanjun looked at Lin Chuxue with curiosity and asked, "What have you figured out?"

Lin Chuxue's pretty face was bloody, her teeth were bitten tightly, and she said with a weak mosquito sound, "I heard from Brother Long that in the world of rich people, three wives and four concubines are normal, so I figured it out, I don't mind what happened to you and Qiye..."

Lin Chuxue has gradually figured it out these days. Instead of spending her whole life with guilt, it is better to let Huang Yanjun and Chen Qiye try it.

Huang Yanjun looked confused, and she felt even more wronged for Chen Qiye, because Huang Yanjun had never thought of being a mistress, nor had she ever thought of sharing Chen Qiye with Lin Chuxue, which would be unfair to him.

Although Huang Yanjun knew that her beauty was very attractive to men, that was for ordinary men. Chen Qiye’s deep affection for Lin Chuxue had reached the point of being infatuated. How could Huang Yanjun bear to interfere again? At this time, she thought Lin Chuxue was a little cute.

"Chuxue, you are so stupid. Chen Qiye has you, and his heart can no longer hold anyone." Huang Yanjun paused and said, "And I decided that when your situation stabilizes, I will think of falling on the three thousand mountains as a nun."

Lin Chuxue was stunned at first, then hugged Huang Yanjun and cried heartbrokenly: "No, no, Yanjun, I don't want you to become a monk. I want to be a sister with you for the rest of my life!"

At the same time, after Chen Qiye and Zhao Long returned to their ancestral home, he was immediately pulled aside by Chen Bo. At this time, there were already three more carpenters in the Shen family's ancestral home. Zhao Long took advantage of this skill and hurriedly reminded him again.

"Master Yang, I'll ask you to repair the Shen family's ancestral home." Zhao Long walked among the three of them and clasped his fists at an old man.

Master Yang is a famous old craft in Donghai. He repaired the ancestral homes of many large families in Donghai. In order to invite him to repair the ancestral homes for the Shen family, Zhao Long also spent a lot of favors.

"Brother Long, if you ask me to do things, I will give me this old bone face." Master Yang clasped his fists very generously and replied: "Brother Long, don't worry, I promise to do it beautifully for you in the Shen family's ancestral home. If there is any problem, you only my old Yang asked."

When he spoke, the two apprentices beside him also patted the chest and promised.

"Brother Long, can you still believe my master's skills?" the eldest disciple said confidently.

"Yes, Brother Long, in order to do your business well, we three masters and apprentices have pushed all the work of these two months to ensure that the Shen family's ancestral home can last for two hundred years." The little apprentice even praised Haikou.

Even today's cement steel houses can only be used for up to seventy years, but a skilled craftsman can basically use the houses they built for one or two hundred years. Master Yang's two apprentices are both forty years old this year, so they are really not bragging about what they say.

Zhao Long nodded. He still trusted Master Yang's craftsmanship. At this moment, the sudden scene from Uncle Chen attracted their attention.

Uncle Chen took a knife and slashed Shen Qiye's arm, then caught it with a bowl, as if he was going to hold some ceremony.

Zhao Long was confused, Master Yang and his two disciples were also confused. They had built hundreds of ancestral homes in the East China Sea, and had never heard of ancestral homes that were about to bleed from the ground!

Uncle Chen called Chen Qiye back this time, as if he was just to get Chen Qiye's blood. Since he had nothing to do, he called Zhao Long to rush to the Lin Group immediately. After all, after Song Qingcong was in the East China Sea, Chen Qiye had a lot of things to deal with.

Master Yang and the other two brought Chen Qiye and Zhao Long to the door. When they came over, the two apprentices felt that the scene just now was extremely strange.

"I have never heard of touching the ancestral home and asking for the master's blood?" said the eldest disciple.

The little apprentice also felt depressed. After all, the master and apprentice only earned this bowl of rice. They had seen all kinds of strange-shaped ancestor worship and house-building ceremony, but this scene was not passed.

"Can it be the habit of Wuhua?" said the little apprentice: "I remember that Donghai Shen is a branch of Wuhua Shen's family."

The eldest apprentice shook his head and said, "I took on several private jobs from Wuhua last year, and I have never heard of this strange habit."

In today's industrial society, carpenters are scarce, and veteran craftsmen like Master Yang are even scarce. It is not uncommon for his apprentice to go to Wuhua to build a house.

The eldest disciple looked at Master Yang and asked, "Master, you have to release the master's blood when repairing a house. What's the custom?"

Master Yang traveled around the world and was knowledgeable. He not only helped Donghai and Wuhua to build houses, but also wealthy businessmen in the next province often invited Master Yang to build his ancestral home. So when the two apprentices saw the strange scene of Chen Qiye and Uncle Chen just now, they all cast curious eyes on him.

Master Yang originally thought it was nothing, but when he saw Uncle Chen running into the inner hall with a blood-letting bowl, he looked depressed.

"I have seen this habit of repairing the house and releasing the owner's blood. However, after the blood is released, the blood should be poured into four directions, southeast, west and north, to be used to protect the house and seek protection from his ancestors." Master Yang shook his head and said, "Strange, it's really strange. What is Chen Bo's blood running into the inner hall for using Chen Qiye's blood?"

After saying two strange things in a row, Master Yang immediately ordered his disciples to work. After all, they were just craftsmen and not Taoist priests. He made a confession with Zhao Long and repaired his ancestral home within a week. He heard that there would be heavy snow in a few days, so such a small matter was immediately thrown behind him.
Chapter completed!