Ancestors used the"Why don't you go first Besides, you guys from high society have plenty of money anyway." I said with a smile.

He sighed helplessly and shook his head, saying: "Little Qiao, is your own home also so particular about feng shui"

"...For us, these things don't need to be overly particular about, we are used to it, and we will pay attention when putting them away casually... And things with feng shui meaning should not be thrown around randomly."

"Oh, alright, alright. Tell me, what's wrong with the light..." Shao Yihang said with a defeated expression.

"Quantity, one wall lamp, one desk lamp, and one overhead..." I pointed upwards.

Shao Yihang looked up, his face turned green, and cursed: “Damn… Is it that taboo! Even touching these two numbers will bring bad luck”

The ceiling light is a decorative light, with five stamens in the middle of a flower, each stamen being an olive-shaped small light bulb.

"Strictly speaking, encountering the second and fifth (auspicious) numbers can also intensify bad luck……Take down the wall lamps, unscrew one light bulb from the ceiling, move your fish tank, and don't use your gaming room for now. It'll be fine next year." I clapped my hands.

“Okay, I’ve diligently told you all the problems I found. Whether you believe it or not is up to you… You shouldn't fully trust or distrust Feng Shui; it’s a combination of internal and external factors, karma and influences… Well, that’s how things can easily go wrong.”

He slumped his shoulders and let out a sigh: “My father is always away from home, and I've been busy with that special hospice project for the past few months. Mom is alone at home... It was just overthinking that allowed Qi Ke Xin to take advantage of the situation… Also my fault, sigh!”

His tone seemed quite filial towards his mother, and I kindly reminded him: "Mr. Shao, your mother, it's still better for her to stay in the isolation ward..."

He frowned: "Why There's no reason for me to let my mother stay in the hospital forever. She's already been through so much. She made it until my father retired, and after that, those other women will get their share and be gone. My parents can finally be together and spend their retirement years."

I shook my head, I'm afraid that hope is very slim.

In the legend of Huangdao Village, the villagers who were eaten by corpses were all afflicted with a curse-like sorcery. Their insane cravings for the flesh of their kind led to black spots appearing on their teeth and bones.

Jiang Qiyun said that it was a curse formed by resentment, insoluble until death, and even becoming a ghost would still crave human flesh. This is a dual perversion of physiology and psychology.

Hunger twisted their malice into a necessity, an inevitability. The herd mentality lessened their guilt, allowing them to open their mouths and feast on flesh again and again.

This will drive you mad.

... the look on Mother Shao's face when she was eating that ointment...was almost manic.

This is just like a deeply addicted person, it's almost impossible to quit drugs.

I don't want to criticize Shao Yihang, so I can only tactfully remind him: "That so-called beauty secret recipe can lead to addiction. You also saw your mother's mental abnormality. If she leaves the hospital and is stimulated by strangers, it is easy to relapse. Be cautious, don't think you are doing good for her, but end up harming her."

Shao Yihang frowned, his eyes fixed on me with a deep gaze.

"...Actually, you know a lot of things, don't you"

"Not much, just know some things about our circle... I'm giving you good advice, whether you listen or not is your choice. I hope you choose wisely."

When Shao Yihang sent me back to the alley mouth, my brother had just seen Lin Yanqin's car leave.

We stood at the mouth of the alley, craning our necks to look each other up and down.

"Mu Yunfan, Mu Xiao Ye, long time no see! Life as a prospective son-in-law must be very comfortable, right This time I experienced what it's like to be a son-in-law in law. How was it Enjoyable"

I arched an eyebrow at him.

We southerners hardly ever need scarves in the winter, but it's a different story up north where it gets freezing.

The icy wind cut like a knife, forcing me to huddle deeper into the collar of my down jacket.

My brother had a large scarf around his neck. It must have been given to him by Lin Yanqin—he wouldn't buy such an expensive brand scarf himself.

He chuckled, raising an eyebrow as he draped the scarf over my head, letting it fall across my chest.

"Oh my, brother, you've only been gone for a few days and my little beauty is already jealous, eh" He chuckled, slinging his arm around my shoulder as we walked down the alley.

The connection of blood, just like this scarf, can transmit a little warmth even in the biting wind and snow.

"Today, you have to cook for me! After eating Qinya's Western food for days, I've lost weight!" My brother said pitifully.

I chuckled twice: "Alright, you're easy to deal with anyway. As long as there's tofu, we're good."

"I want to eat meatball stuffed tofu."

"Mhm."

"......Xia Qiao, why are you so absent-minded You seem to be deep in thought.... Did you have a fight with your husband" My brother leaned closer to my face and stared at me.

Heh heh… I suddenly let out two laughs.

When the clouds came over the river tonight...heheheh....

"Xia Qiao, did you hit your head Why are you so strange" My brother looked at me in surprise.

"You'll know tonight."

We huddled together in a scarf, walking back to our temporary home. As we reached the courtyard gate, my brother suddenly stopped short.

"What's wrong" I asked, turning around.

He raised the corner of his lips into a smile, his handsome face carrying both the maturity of a man and the sunshine of a boy.

"Xiao Qiao, even if we have lovers, some roads are still only walked by the two of us siblings."

"...In this world, there is only you who shares my blood."

I was taken aback for a moment.

I have already said this to myself.

"Alright, alright. No need for flattery or sentimentality. Miss Lin is so good, after she marries in, this little sister-in-law won't bully her, okay" I asked with a smile.

"Go screw yourself... Who told you that!" My brother laughed and shoved me.

To soothe my brother's stomach after days of Western food, I bathed, changed clothes, made the bed, and cleansed the room with incense!

Hmph, hmph, hmph, awaiting Jiang Qiyun's arrival!

He used to come over around noon, but later he started coming earlier and earlier. Anyway, I'm not good at serving people, so he would always shower and get dressed before coming over. He usually appeared around 9:00 AM.

When he arrived, he frowned and smiled, "Mu Xiaoqiao, what do you want to do"

"You promised last night, no matter what conditions I put forward, you would fulfill them." I looked at him seriously.

He chuckled softly: "Why bother with all that, isn't whispering sweet nothings in someone's ear more effective And you dared to bet with me... How foolish of you."

"Well, you agreed!"

"Alright, go ahead." He gracefully settled onto the couch, a faint smile playing on his lips as he smirked, "I'm quite curious to see what you have in mind."

"Wait for me!" I dashed out the door, fists clenched.

I quickly ran back, holding a tightly wrapped little watermelon in my arms, and said to Jiang Qiyun with a smile: "Tonight, feeding, changing diapers, and putting the two little ancestors to sleep will be your personal responsibility. Emperor, Jun, Da, Ren..."Master Huqing was arranging the seating here. My brother took out a life rope from his backpack, and while strapping Lin Yanqin onto his back, he complained, “You're still a fake monk even after becom...