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0039 Chapter Mountain Village Ancestral House

Brother Chaocan Night Sky's successive rewards moved Lao Yu, and he also thanked all the book friends 1820 for their rewards.

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Luo Zhiyuan's grandfather Mu Jingshan has a huge house in a small mountain village on the southern foot of Wuyang Mountain, which is the Mu family's ancestral home.

The village is called Mujia Village, most of which are surnamed Mu, and this branch in Mujingshan is considered a high-ranking village. During the Qing Dynasty, the Mu family had a palace imperial doctor. That generation of Mu family miraculous doctors retired from the capital and returned to their ancestral homes to retire. This large mansion was built in Mujia Village, which has been passed down for more than a hundred years.

Three years before Mu Jingshan passed away, he also invested in a complete and comprehensive renovation of the house. Usually, some members of the Mu family took care of the house. Mu Qing would go back to his hometown to take a look when he was free and stayed for a day or two.

Mujingshan is a famous miracle doctor in Anbei, while the Mu family is a family of traditional Chinese medicine since ancestral origin. It can be called a famous family in the area around Mujia Village. Now, although the Mu family has no successor, the Mu family's son-in-law is still the deputy county magistrate. This is undoubtedly a high-ranking official for the local mountain people.

Luo Zhiyuan drove the borrowed black Audi to the suburbs in the night, and then galloped all the way into the mountain road. The road conditions on the mountain road were not very good, with bumpy pits, and the speed of the car was very slow. By the time he arrived at the entrance of Mujia Village, it was already midnight.

Luo Zhiyuan looked at his watch and found that it was already 11:59, and it was early morning. He slowly parked the car on the side of the road with some fatigue, turned his head and saw Tang Xiaolan sitting in the passenger seat with his small bag in his arms, and was already confused. A strand of hair poured down from his forehead, covering half of her beautiful cheeks. From Luo Zhiyuan's angle, he was sleepy but charming and moving.

Luo Zhiyuan let out a sigh of relief, not awakening Tang Xiaolan.

He sat quietly in his driving position, staring through the car window at the small mountain village shrouded in the dark night, and one or two deep and dull barking dogs could be heard in his ears.

Luo Zhiyuan waited for a while, and saw that Tang Xiaolan was still asleep and there was no sign of waking up, so he got out of the car gently, leaned against the car, and lit a cigarette.

The cigarette butts on his hand were bright and vanishing, which was particularly eye-catching in the night. The night wind was howling and the temperature in the mountain village was low at midnight. He was only wearing a long sleeve and pondering, and he felt a little chill all over.

Before she finished smoking a cigarette, Tang Xiaolan woke up. She suffered from suffering day and night for the past two days and nights, and was nervous and sleepy. After getting into Luo Zhiyuan's car, the bumpy journey turned into her lullaby, and she fell asleep unknowingly. When she opened her eyes, she found that the car had stopped, and the person who was driving - stood silently outside the car smoking.

"Do you still have cigarettes? Give me one." Tang Xiaolan walked over and leaned against Luo Zhiyuan.

Luo Zhiyuan silently handed over the cigarette box and helped Tang Xiaolan light it.

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Luo Zhiyuan parked his car in the threshing ground at the entrance of the village, and then took Tang Xiaolan along the dark village road into the mountain village, and walked towards the Mu family's ancestral home with a familiar road.

An old man from the Mu family in the village who helped Mu Qing guard his ancestral home, Mu Lao San, who should be called San Uncle Mu, raised a ferocious big black dog. The big black dog reacted extremely sensitively. As soon as the two approached the large black painted wooden door of the Mu family's ancestral home, it started to yell desperately, directly cutting through the silence of the quiet mountain village. Immediately, all the dogs in the entire mountain village or the wild dogs crawling where they cried out in agreement, and the barking sounds one after another, which was shocking the earth.

Luo Zhiyuan smiled bitterly, turned his head to look at Tang Xiaolan with a flashlight and said softly: "We two woke up all the people in the village..."

Tang Xiaolan remained silent.

She actually couldn't figure out how she trusted Luo Zhiyuan so much, so she followed him to a strange mountain village, outside the door of a mountain high house in the middle of the night.

Looking back, she was somewhat speechless.

Strictly speaking, the two should be considered strangers, and they only had two contacts.

Luo Zhiyuan glanced at Tang Xiaolan beside him, and guessed her mental state at this moment. He smiled and walked up the steps of the Mu family amid the violent barking of dogs, grabbed the iron ring on the door, and buckled it twice.

The big black dog in the yard barked even more fiercely. Although it was separated by a door, it was still conceivable that a ferocious black dog was desperately breaking away from the chain, raising his body, and demonstrating and roaring in the direction of the gate.

Soon, I heard someone's movements getting up, and then the footsteps of the taps were heard. The faint light swayed, and an old but powerful voice shouted: "Who?"

Luo Zhiyuan calmed down and shouted: "San Uncle, I am Luo Zhiyuan!"

There was a surprise inside, and the footsteps accelerated. The door was opened. Mu Laosan, wearing clothes, shone with a flashlight to light Luo Zhiyuan's face. Seeing that it was Mu Qing's son, Luo Zhiyuan, the real young master of this ancestral home, hurriedly looked at Tang Xiaolan and smiled bitterly: "Zhiyuan, why did you guy come here in the middle of the night? This guy is..."

"Uncle San, my friend and I were playing in the mountains. I accidentally got lost and wandered around the village." Luo Zhiyuan told a kind lie. The northern foot of Wuyang Mountain is the scenic resort. It is reasonable to say that it is to come to the mountains to have fun.

Mu Laosan quickly gave in and arranged a residence for them.

This ancestral home has a deep and deep home. There are three courtyards in front and back. The front yard is planted with flowers, plants and trees, and two rows of houses on both sides. However, no one has lived in it for many years, so it is impossible to live there. The back yard is an empty courtyard, with a medicine nursery, a small vegetable field, and a reservoir. Only the middle yard can live there. However, because only Mu Laosan lives alone for many years, although there are many rooms, there may not be many places to live there. Mu Laosan worked hard for more than half an hour before cleaning out a room.

He obviously regarded Tang Xiaolan as Luo Zhiyuan's lover. It was not uncommon for young people to live together without marriage in this year. In Mu Laosan's opinion, if this girl's house could follow Luo Zhiyuan around the mountains in the middle of the night, she would not refuse to live in the same room with Luo Zhiyuan.

Luo Zhiyuan couldn't explain anything, and Tang Xiaolan couldn't say anything.

This is a wing room, the furnishings in the room are very simple, with only one bed, a table and two chairs. Mu Laosan contributed all his latest bedding. Luo Zhiyuan helped Tang Xiaolan make the bed, stood up and smiled: "Mr. Tang, you can work to rest for one night, and we will find a way tomorrow."

Tang Xiaolan looked at the bed, then at Luo Zhiyuan, shook his head with a complicated expression, "I'm not sleepy, you'd better go and rest first. You've driven the car all night and probably got tired."
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