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Chapter Five Hundred and Fifty Second: The Origin of the Shen Family

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Jiang Family Villa.

Jiang Ming and Chen Ailing were in a hurry. Since Jiang Mengmeng and Shen Mingchao disappeared, they mobilized everyone to look for him. Even the surveillance on the roadside had been searched. The couple were almost crazy, but there was still no news.

Although the relationship between Jiang Ming and Chen Ailing has long been in name only, this does not affect their concern for Jiang Mengmeng. After all, it is their own flesh and blood. Because of Jiang Mengmeng's disappearance, the couple's hatred for each other became even deeper.

"Jiang Ming, if Mengmeng is a little bit unexpected, I will take your life." Chen Ailing's beautiful eyes were bloody, and she looked at Jiang Mingru at her enemy.

Jiang Ming was already crazy, and he couldn't stand Chen Ailing's threat. He asked: "Chen Ailing, you're just a fucking crazy, do you still have the face to blame me? If you can be a little like a normal person, can I go outside to find a woman?"

"Then what you mean is that Mengmeng's disappearance should be blamed for me?" Chen Ailing said coldly.

Jiang Ming knew that Chen Ailing had reached the brink of madness, and he was a little shocked. After so many years of marriage, he knew very well what kind of person Chen Ailing was. He was vengeful and sinister and cunning. Even though Jiang Ming felt that he had been in the dyeing vat for so many years and had been invincible, he was still scared by Chen Ailing's non-human behavior.

Which woman would walk around with a pair of scissors in the middle of the night, and who would write the name of her enemy in her notebook? Sometimes Jiang Ming wondered if Chen Ailing had a brain problem.

Just when the two were at a loss, Jiang Ming's phone rang, which was called by a subordinate of his once at the funeral home.

Although the two places merged, Jiang Ming's position was not low, so many people who pleased him were there. Jiang Ming picked it up casually. Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly buzzed his mind and the phone fell to the ground without any sense.

"Jiang Ming, is there any news about cuteness?" Chen Ailing suddenly had a bad premonition and rushed over and asked.

"Yes..." Jiang Ming said in a daze.

"Mengmeng, what's wrong? Tell me fucking!" Chen Ailing pulled Jiang Ming's collar and yelled.

"Mengmeng, cremated, and with Shen Mingchao, they died..."

With a thud, Chen Ailing fell to the ground, like a living dead person.

At the same time, the Shen family’s ancestral home.

Under the command of Master Yang, the most famous carpenter in the East China Sea, the renovation of the Shen family's ancestral home is in an orderly manner. Uncle Chen has been standing under the eaves of the corridor to supervise the worker, and from time to time he smiles satisfied.

"Master Yang, you are indeed an old-fashioned person. You can practice well and you can practice well!" Uncle Chen praised loudly.

"Haha, Uncle Chen, don't praise me. I don't know anything. I will be able to dig a piece of wood." Master Yang put down the saw in his hand and said modestly.

Master Yang is modest, but his two apprentices don’t know how modest they are.

The eldest disciple said, "Uncle Chen, my master is the most famous carpenter in the East China Sea. The renovation of the Shen family's ancestral home is guaranteed to be beautiful for you."

The little apprentice also started a cheer and said, "My master's craftsmanship is inherited from the ancestral age. I don't know how many big clans in both places have asked my master to build his ancestral home, but for your family, the work of any family will be postponed."

Uncle Chen's smile was even stronger. He knew that it was all Chen Qiye's credit, so he clasped his fists and said, "Thank you, the masters, for selling my face to Qiye. Qiye is a good grandson that my Shen family rarely sees in a century, hahaha!"

Master Yang knew who Chen Qiye was, so he didn't dare to inquire about a super big boss behind his back. However, with the progress of the renovation of the ancestral home in these days, they became more and more curious.

First of all, the materials used in the Shen family’s ancestral home are extraordinary. For example, the ancestral homes in Donghai and Wuhua are mostly made of fur wood. Even those rich families, at most, they use yellow flower pears to carry the beams, and use some secondary wood to help them and apply good paint. A magnificent ancestral home is completed.

However, Master Yang and his disciples were terrified to find that the unsightly Shen family's ancestral home was actually made of yellow flower pears, and there was actually golden nanmu in the beam.

This almost scared the master and apprentice to death!

Because in ancient times, only the royal family could use golden nanmu. Even if it was a Jinshi or a first-rank official, it would never use golden nanmu. This is not the point, but the ancestral home of the Wuhua Shen family was the point.

After Master Yang saw the extraordinary nature of the Shen family in Donghai, he specially asked someone to inquire about the materials used by the Shen family in Wuhua, but the result was exactly the same as the Shen family in Donghai.

The composition of Huanghuali and golden nanmu actually showed two Shen families who did not show mountains or water, and had the same origin. For this matter, Master Yang thought about it and didn't even think that there were celebrities with the surname Chen in Donghai and Wuhua?

"Uncle Chen, I have a question. I don't know if I should ask me or not." Master Yang clasped his fists and was about to ask directly. Uncle Chen is 88 years old this year, and he claims that he is reasonable.

Uncle Chen knew that Master Yang was a person with real skills, so of course he didn't dare to be arrogant and replied with a fist: "Master Yang, but it's okay to ask."

Before Master Yang could speak, his two apprentices could no longer stop being curious and asked quickly, because the Wuhua Shen family had the same structure as the Donghai Shen family, they also discovered it.

"Uncle Chen, can the ancestors of the Shen family have produced senior officials of the third rank or above?" asked the eldest disciple.

"No." Uncle Chen shook his head and said.

"Has the ancestors of the Shen family ever had royal relatives?" asked the young apprentice.

"No." Uncle Chen shook his head again.

The eldest and the younger disciples couldn't help but look at each other, with a mist on their faces. Whether it was Huanghuali or the ancestral house pattern of golden nanmu, they all mean that the ancestors of the Shen family were extremely glorious, but according to Uncle Chen, were the ancestors of the Shen family civilians?

How is this possible!

In the carpenter industry, I know the weight of yellow rosewood and golden nanmu. To put it simply, if the wood from the Shen family’s ancestral home in the East China Sea was sold by pound, even in today’s society, these woods can be sold for millions. This is a astronomical figure decades ago!

The most important thing is that the ancestral home of the Shen family in Wuhua was built earlier than the ancestral home of the Shen family in Donghai. It was built a hundred years ago, and there is a big horror among them!

But when the two apprentices saw that Chen Bo's expression did not seem to be lying, they couldn't help but feel a little depressed. Could it be that the ancestors of the Shen family in the East China Sea and the Shen family in Wuhua were thieves from Jiangyang and the precious woods?

The two apprentices did not give up and had to look at Master Yang for help.

"Uncle Chen, my two apprentices are young and ignorant, so you can make a joke." Master Yang said with a smile.

Uncle Chen waved his hand and was about to say it was okay, but the next second, Master Yang took a step forward and asked more bluntly.

"Dare you dare to do Uncle Chen, what did the ancestors of the Shen family do?" Master Yang asked curiously.

Uncle Chen frowned slightly, obviously a little resistant to this problem. At this moment, a angrily figure rushed into the Shen family's ancestral home. It was Chen Ailing, who learned the news of Jiang Mengmeng's death.
Chapter completed!
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