The two left the study, and he shoved a handful of peeled pine nuts.

"Did you tell your dad?"

Shen Ce acquiesced.

"He actually agreed to adopt you to Uncle?"

"Because he loves your mother. He also wants to protect his wife from the rumors."

In this matter, what he admired most about Shen Hanzhong was this. In many families, once couples have parenthood, they ignore love and self-status and make concessions for their children. And Shen Hanzhong put his wife and children in the same position.

That morning, father and son were in the kitchen discussing what to do. In Shen Hanzhong's view, the two have no blood relationship, do not violate ethics, and have no reason to object. Shen Hanzhong's first consideration was: "Baoying is not like us, she is used to hiding behind people. She has to show up in front of people often. Divorce has been hit hard in the past, and this time, the impact should be minimized."

Shen Baoying remarried, which was better than the one she married back then, and directly entered the core of the Shen family in Macau. How many people are jealous and talk behind their backs, and they have never stopped. If Shen Ce and Zhao Zhao were to get married directly and live under the same roof as them, there would be some ugly words.

So at the beginning, Shen Hanzhong directly proposed that one person must leave the family relationship first.

"The first method, you go to your father's house. This was rejected by my father and I." Both of them believed that Zhaozhao could not be allowed to give up the property of the Shen family in Taizhou and the Shen family in Macau.

"Or, I'll go to my mother's house. My father vetoed this." There are few Shen family members in Macau, and leaving another one is a big loss.

"What you heard today is the most compromised method that can protect you and your mother without harming the interests of the family," he said. "Our family is a big family concept, and the uncle and father are not separated from each other. And my respect for the family is the same. I’m not interested in things, but if I’m interested, I took over as early as I was in college. Instead, my uncle did something similar to my own career.”

On this point, Zhaozhao believed that Shen Ce had told her what he did, and it was indeed more suitable.

"My great-grandfather was the best at dispersing wealth, so the matter of distributing wealth has always been handed over to the eldest son and grandson. He funded people to oppose Yuan and Qing, support Mr. Sun, resist aggression, and I don't know how much he spent. It is Shen who has spent all his money to help our family. The family motto that the family set before the founding of the nation."

To put it further, in the thirty years of Guangxu, 371 heads of the Shen family in Guangzhou fell to the ground, almost annihilating the family, but also to save the family. After that, only one lineage survived to settle in Macau, which is what it is today.

She knew that her mother had said it, and she even joked that the ancestors of the Shen family made her quite fond of him, so she added a lot of impression points to Uncle Shen who was pursuing her at that time: "My mother also loves your father very much, she said, you After Dad proposed, she couldn't sleep, trying to find a reason to disagree, but she found that she couldn't find Uncle Shen's shortcomings. Not a single one."

Shen Ce smiled and took her to the yard: "Unfortunately, in my mother's eyes, he has shortcomings everywhere."

Shen Ce said a few words about his parents' marriage.

When the Shen family moved to Macau at the beginning, the situation of all parties was complicated, and it took a lot of effort to take root. Shen Ce's mother's family helped a lot. Later, in the last century when the underworld was flourishing, he saved the life of one of Shen Ce's uncles, and was kind to the Shen family. Shen Ce's mother, Shao Xiaowan, admired the romantic family style of Shen's children since childhood. She fell in love with Shen Hanzhong, who had returned from studying at the time, and offered to marry her. The two met several times, felt good about each other, and got married. After the marriage, Shao Xiaowan found that Shen Hanzhong did not have the romantic spirit of the ancestors of the Shen family, but was orthodox and rigid, and life was boring, and Shen Hanzhong also found that Shao Xiaowan and himself were not the same. The two agreed to separate, and they wanted to wait for a peaceful divorce after the child was born, but Shen Ce's illness dragged on for several years.

"My father Mu Qiang," Shen Ce said with a smile, "the first time I saw your mother, I knew that she was the person my father had been waiting for for many years."

When the two met at the time, they had passed the age of confusion. They did not plan to have any more children. They had their own careers. There was only one reason for remarriage, for love. belated love.

Shen Ce accompanied her to talk for a while, and was called away.

Mom has already left Macau early. The Chinese Spring Festival does not affect the global holiday schedule, so every year after New Year's Eve and the first day of the new year, all the people who work will start work. With the rapid development of the Internet, Internet licenses have also been issued. Each open country has a fixed number of licenses, and each one is valuable. In recent years, my mother's focus has been on obtaining licenses, so she is naturally busy.

Uncle Shen meant that when she came back, let her talk to her mother face to face. It is an attitude of respect for the elders in the interview of major events.

"After that, what if the uncle objects?"

He smiled: "I'm seriously ill, and no woman would marry. Only you look at the old brother and sister relationship and take good care of it. Over time, my love is deeply rooted. If you don't marry, it makes sense. ."

Even if he can't escape this catastrophe, there are Shen Hanzhong and the Shen family who are upright and grateful, so he can rest assured.

He sometimes thought that in the past rebirths, he could not end well, and this time he came back here, probably because this branch was loyal and strong, and accumulated virtues in the front, so that he could keep him.

Uncle Shen should be quiet for the inside, and Uncle Shen should be in charge of the outside.

Uncle Shen is a slow person, and the uncle is impatient. He said that he would fight against Shen Ce, and he didn't even want to wait for the fifth day.

For dinner, several rooms gather in the restaurant on the first floor.

Shen Yan is from the third room, and he wants to accompany his grandfather during the day, that is, the third uncle of Shen Ce. Liang Jinshan took the child back to Liang's house. Before dinner, the couple came back and they were about to start dinner. They hurriedly said a few words to Zhaozhao, and then they started.

Zhaozhao propped his chin, beside Uncle Shen, waiting for Shen Ce.

There were only her and her stepfather at this table, as well as the uncle's son, Shen Zheng, who was about the same age as Shen Hanzhong, nearly fifty... Because he was here, the only table was Su Zhai.

"When Shen Ce was born, this brother's master suggested to take him to Putuo." Uncle Shen said.

Zhao Zhao and Shen were looking at each other, and they couldn't treat someone older than their father as an elder brother, so they took the initiative to chat to show their affection: "If you believe in Buddhism and eat fast food, would you feel bad watching the next table eating meat?"

Shen Zhengxiao: "Religious beliefs are bound by oneself." Seeing that Zhaozhao was interested in listening, he said a few more words, "For example, the eighteen layers of hell are derived from the "Eighteen Mud Plow Sutra", and mud plow is a Sanskrit word. In hell, there are eight fire mud plows and ten ice mud plows. Murder and steal people, do bad things, be jealous, speak anger, like to slander others, etc. In hell, there will be punishments, boiling in fire, burning in iron furnace, etc. If you don’t believe in Buddhism Those who do not believe in the existence of hell, of course, will not restrain themselves. On the contrary, those who believe will be in awe, will control themselves, and allow themselves to make as few mistakes as possible.”

That being said, it is true.

Shen Zheng tilted his head: "Shen Yan."

Shen Yan smiled and said, "Uncle."

"You ask Shen Yan, can he lie? He has a different belief than me. He is going to church."

Shen Yan shook his head directly: "We can't lie." After speaking, he looked at his uncle in surprise, "Did you finally know that you believe in a false god? Are you awake?"

Shen Zhengdan smiled without saying a word, with a loving look that I see when you will fully realize and take refuge in my Buddha.

...

Zhao Zhao was made to laugh by the two of them.

Beside him, the chair was pulled away.

Shen Ce, who came with the uncle, sat beside her: "What are you laughing at?"

Zhaozhao raised his eyes, surprised by his decent clothes. Shen Ce loves to wear casual suits and often wear all kinds of shirts, but he has never been like today: "Old school."

Shen Ce smiled and nodded: "Indeed." The tradition of the head of the family is impossible.

Someone brought a silver foot cup, an antique parrot cup. The tip of the spiral was red and placed on the table.

This is a set. Shen Ce liked it when he was a child, and found someone to make it for him to drink Tusu wine in the New Year.

It was supposed to be drunk on New Year's Eve, in order to ward off evil spirits, but I missed it. Make up tonight, first because she likes to please, and secondly because she is happy today and everything goes well. This wine should be drunk from the younger generation. Children who have never been drinking are symbolically licked with their tongues, and some are touched with chopsticks. Adults tease children and keep laughing.

When they got to their table, Zhaozhao was the youngest one on the table, and she smelled it.

"What are you afraid of, drink it all up. You drink very well." There was something in his words, implying that she had been trying to get drunk.

"Eh? The parrot cup mid-break persuades you to drink," she retorted stubbornly, "the ancients said it."

"Really?" He stared at her and smiled, "But the ancients also said that three hundred cups must be poured a day. Coincidentally, the parrot cup is also used."

"..." She conceded defeat and raised her head to do it.

He held down her cup first, and also admitted defeat: "Have a sip and ask for good luck."

This was the first time Shen Hanzhong saw them bickering, and it was also the first time he saw his son get along with a girl, and it was fresh.

Finish the meal.

Shen Ce took her away from the main building and walked towards the depths of the courtyard, where there was another building, two stories high.

"My great-grandfather's surname is not Shen, but Fu, and he joined the Shen family." He took Zhaozhao to the first floor. The wooden floor was getting old. The attached building was moved from the Shen family here and started to be built. It has been six years since then. Ten years later, "The Fu family was the culprit behind the beheading of the Shen family, so he has always been ashamed. He rebuilt the Shen family ancestral hall and built it here."

From today on, this will be passed on to Shen Ce.

"Your cousin's family tree is only 26 generations old, and it's not that short." He pushed open the two unlocked doors, "The first floor here is a collection related to the Shen family. Book."

In the private collection cabinet, there is a sealed glass cabinet in the middle. The lights in the room are dim, and the lights next to the display cabinet are glowing with blue-white light, sprinkled on the two weapons in the glass cabinet.

Zhaozhao has never paid attention to weapons, and he has swept away the weapons exhibition halls in the past.

But the two swords in the showcase... She seemed to be caught in the heart, and all the showcases around her were hidden, this was the only place. She came closer: "This is... two swords?"

They are all slender and narrow. In her concept, swords are slender and knives are wide.

"One sword, one sword," he said behind her, "the one with the scabbard is a bronze eight-faced Han sword, and the one without a scabbard... is a gilt tiger-headed sword. The blade is long and narrow, as wide as the sword. , with a blade on one side."

"Why doesn't the knife have a sheath?"

"The scabbard was wood and burned."

"Why was it burned?"

"Who knows." He said flatly.

"Do these two belong to the same person?" She guessed while looking in a showcase.

"Yes. The bronze eight-faced Han sword was given by the emperor when he was enthroned. It was used for ceremonies. The sword was carried with him and used to kill the enemy."

"So this person can use swords?"

"And guns. He is good at three kinds of weapons, and he is so old that the golden guns are nowhere to be found."

She was in front of the glass cabinet, staring intently: "Do they have their own names?"

"The sword is a royal gift, take the title, Jiang Lin."

"King Jianglin?" She frowned, recalling, "Is there a place like Jianglin?" It seems that the ancient kings were all taken from the fief.

"He guards the important town, and the emperor doesn't want to give him a fief. So it means 'the riverside'."

"The emperor is stingy," she said. She was already a king, and she refused to admit her fief. "Where's the knife?"

In Shen Ce's statement, the sword is a status symbol, and the sword seems to be more important.

He stared at the blade, and the blade was looking at him.

Zhaozhao was right. The sword seeks stability, the sword seeks ruthlessness, and the latter wins his heart even more.

That knife, narrower and longer than the ordinary ring-head knife, even longer than a sword, was his unique weapon. The head of the ring has a gilt tiger head, and the gold wire is wrapped around the handle. The burned scabbard was engraved with two characters: Zhao Ye.