Fang Xia was not polite to Geng Wenqiu, and patted the cushion on the floor and sat down on the other side of the low table. He then raised his hand and picked up the teapot on the heater stove, turned over a small purple clay tea bowl buttoned on the tea tray, and filled it with it. Tea is cooked by the best tea leaves, and it leaves a fragrance after entering the throat. Even people like Fang Xia who don’t understand tea can taste the difference from ordinary tea.

"I can't understand why I have to go back to the Geng family to be the heir. Don't your Geng family have a genuine heir?" Fang Xia poured himself a second cup of tea, then put the teapot back on the stove, and looked up at Geng Wenqiu. He knew that he had a half-brother named Geng Bowen, who had heard his master Ma Guangping accidentally mention it. It was born to his father and his wife who was married by his mediator, which is the so-called eldest son, eldest grandson, and orthodox heir to inherit the Geng family.

"I passed away at the end of last year." Geng Wenqiu lowered his eyes and hid the emotions in his eyes.

Fang Xia was stunned and was a little surprised by the answer. His brother was about six or seven years older than him. It was obviously not normal to die at this age. However, Geng Wenqiu did not mean to explain in detail, so Fang Xia knew that he did not ask. Although Geng Bowen was his brother from blood, they had never met him before. In fact, they were similar to strangers. Fang Xia was unexpectedly at Geng Bowen's death, but he did not care about the obsession that he had to clearly reveal the cause of death.

"Even so, your Geng family is as big as a family, there is no other candidate, right? It would be better to choose any one than to find me, the illegitimate child, as the heir, right?" Fang Xiake didn't feel that he had any talent or ability, and even no one in the Geng family could surpass him, so he had to be.

"They are not qualified." Geng Wenqiu said lightly.

"Why don't you pass?" Fang Xia asked.

"You have too many problems." Geng Wenqiu said.

"You have to understand the uneasy young man who is ignorant of the world... uh, young man, after coming to a strange place, is eager to get familiar with the environment as soon as possible."

Geng Wenqiu raised his eyelids and looked at him coldly, completely unbelieving his nonsense.

"Why did I choose you as the heir to the Geng family? You will naturally understand when the time comes." Geng Wenqiu finished speaking, and did not give Fang Xia another chance to speak. He pushed a carved rosewood square box the size of a palm in front of him. "This is something passed down from the Geng family's ancestors and stipulated that it will be kept by the heads of the family in history. Now the head of the family is temporarily represented by your cousin, but this position will be handed over to you soon, so this thing will be handed over to you in advance."

Fang Xia picked up the square box of rosewood and looked at Geng Wenqiu. Seeing that she did not stop her, she opened the box as she moved. The bottom of the box was covered with red silk, and a jade ring lay on the silk. The color was greasy and white, with a delicate and gentle texture, and a greasy luster was emitted from the inside and outside. The shape was ring-shaped, with a gap about a finger wide on the ring body. The gap was carved into two totem-like dragon heads, and they looked at each other with a red rope tied to the neck.

"This is a white jade two dragon-headed ring. From now on, you will wear it close to your body." Geng Wenqiu said.

"Is this an antique? Do you want to wear antiques close to your body?" Fang Xia twitched his mouth slightly. He didn't have much research on antiques, but he studied painting. The way of painting the dragon head is definitely not a work from recent dynasties. It has to be traced back to a thousand years ago! With the Geng family's demeanor, he would not use imitations of descendants as ancestral objects, so this jade ring is mostly a genuine product with a history of more than a thousand years. But even if jadeware of this year is to be displayed, it must be placed in the display cabinet. How can one wear it close to you?

"When you wear it, how can you get so much nonsense?" Geng Wenqiu said impatiently.

"What if I lose it?" Fang Xia closed the rosewood square box and continued to talk nonsense.

Geng Wenqiu: "You will be retribution."

Fang Xia: “…”

"Wang Ke is the assistant assigned to you. You can find him in your daily life and study of Geng's heirs in the future. I will arrange your entry into the family tree tomorrow, go pack your luggage and have a rest early." Geng Wenqiu waved his hand.

Fang Xia picked up the small tea bowl in front of him and drank the half-cool tea water. Then he put the jade ring's square box into the pocket of the coat and got up to walk outside the tea room. As soon as he put his hand on the door handle, Geng Wenqiu suddenly called him.

Fang Xia turned around.

"That white jade two dragon-headed ring..." Geng Wenqiu paused slightly, looked up at Fang Xia's direction, but the focus of his gaze fell on the void beside Fang Xia, as if he was staring at something. "His name is Fu Jin."

Against the light, Fang Xia did not notice that Geng Wenqiu's vision was abnormally deviated.

"I understand." A jade ring actually has two names? Fang Xia Yingwan muttered in her heart while opening the door and walking out of the tea room.

Fang Xia walked out of the tea room and found that Wang Ke was still waiting in the hall with his suitcase.

When Wang Ke saw him come out, he hurried over, "Young Master Fang Xia."

"Don't call me that." Fang Xia rubbed her arms with an exaggerated expression, "You have goosebumps called me. Do you call me a name? This title really needs to be changed, it's too dated."

"Mr. Fang Xia..." Seeing Fang Xia squinted, Wang Ke hurriedly changed his words, "Fang Xia, I'll take you to your room."

Wang Ke led the way, and Fang Xia followed him with his suitcase, his eyes falling on his back. Why the Geng family insisted on him coming back as the heir is still a mystery. Since Geng Wenqiu refused to tell him, Wang Ke must not get an answer here. First, Wang Ke didn't know the reason, and second, Wang Ke knew but was ordered not to say it. With Wang Ke's somewhat rigid personality, Fang Xia could not get an answer in either of these two situations. It was precisely because of this that he did not ask Wang Ke on the way he came before, but chose to ask Geng Wenqiu directly. However, Geng Wenqiu did not cooperate and refused to answer.

Fang Xia withdrew her gaze, turned to the edge of the patio, carved exquisitely carved railings, and casually said, "This house has a long history, right?"

"It's been about a few hundred years." Wang Ke turned around and looked at Fang Xia and began to talk about the history of the old house he knew in a stern way.

The ancestors of the Geng family were once famous local wealthy families. The Geng family's old house was originally built with more than ten houses, and the entire family lived together. Later, with the division of the family, the side branches no longer lived with their direct descendants, and the population gradually decreased. Due to the changes of the times, the houses of more than ten were demolished, and now there are only three houses left in the Geng family's old house.

Compared with the past, the Geng family's old house was indeed shrinking significantly, but now, the land occupied by the third-entry house cannot be considered small. Fang Xia's room was arranged in the east wing room on the third-entry second-floor. Wang Ke led him to the door and walked for almost five or six minutes. Although the time was short, neither of them had short legs and did not walk slowly, which was enough to show that the Geng family's old house was so big.

He took Fang Xia to the door, Wang Ke handed him the key, turned around and wanted to leave, but Fang Xia shouted.

"Mr. Fang Xia... Fang Xia, what else do you have?" Wang Ke asked.

"Is there no one else in this house? I mean, besides me and you, there is also that old lady Geng." From entering the gate of the Geng family's old house, he had seen Geng Wenqiu, and now he was led by Wang Ke to the east wing on the second floor that was inside, he had seen two people - one Wang Ke and the other Geng Wenqiu, and the others had not even seen a personal figure.

"Sorry, I was negligent and forgot to tell you." Wang Ke said apologetically, "In this old house, in addition to you, Mrs. Geng and I, there are also Uncle Tong, Aunt Chen and Brother Cheng Dong. Today, Uncle Tong took Brother Cheng Dong out, Aunt Chen probably was busy in the kitchen. Uncle Tong is the housekeeper, and the affairs of the old house are basically managed by him. Aunt Chen is responsible for housework such as laundry, and Brother Cheng Dong is mainly responsible for external contact. In addition to us, Geng's old house also employs a lot of people, but they don't live here."

"Wait! I hired a lot of people but didn't work in the old house. Is it helping to manage the Gengjia company?"

"Geng's company is managed by people from the Geng's side branch. Now the company is in power, your second cousin Geng Chongmin, who is your grandmother's sister and Geng Qiulan's second son. The eldest son Geng Chongzhi is the current head of the family. Originally, their family was going to move into the old house here this year, but since you are the heir now, they shouldn't move in..."

In other words, only the Geng family's old house can live in, and it is feudal. But it sounds strange. The side branch holds the power of the company, and the direct family specializes in guarding the door of the old house? And a large group of people were hired to look at the door, and those people were not in the old house.

"Since the group of people hired by Laozhai are not in charge of the company, what kind of business do they do?"

Wang Ke closed his mouth, was silent for a while before he said to Fang Xia hard, "Mrs. Geng said he can't tell you now."

I can't say it now!

Fang Xia narrowed her eyes, then smiled, and half-jokingly said, "Is it a bad business?"

"No." Wang Ke quickly denied, "I have something to do, let's go down first. I'll call you after dinner."

Wang Ke turned around and ran away. Fang Xia lost the object of the cliché and had to bring the newly added mystery, open the door with the key, and enter the room with the suitcase.

The old Geng family house looks ancient and ancient, with carved beams and painted buildings everywhere, but the decoration inside the room is in a modern style. There is a solid wood floor, a bed in the middle, the bed facing the window, and the side of the bed is a sliding door wardrobe with a touch-top door, and a cloakroom and bathroom behind the wardrobe.

Fang Xia changed his shoes and entered the house, stuffed his suitcase directly into the wardrobe, then spread his limbs and threw himself on the bed for a while, then sat up and took out his cell phone, and called his senior brother Shan Yichun.

"Hey? Senior brother, have you received your medical expenses?" Shan Yichun answered the phone, and Fang Xia asked straight to the point.

"Ah? Oh! The medical expenses...the medical expenses have been received."

Shan Yichun's tone sounded a little tense, which made Fang Xia feel a little strange.

"Senior brother, is there something wrong with you? Your voice sounds a little nervous."

"It's okay... cough, I just don't have a good throat recently?"

"How is the situation of Master?" Fang Xia paused for a long time and then asked.

"Master is pretty good, don't worry." Shan Yichun said, "How are you doing there? The Geng family didn't make things difficult for you, right?"

"I'm pretty good too. They asked me to come back as the heir. What can I do to make things difficult for me?" Apart from the divine nagging, it's strange and weird. This can't be said now, but what can't be said now is a bit annoying.
Chapter completed!