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Shanghai Night
Author: Nuan Zhou
Chapter 1
Updated on 2010-6-20 14:42:12 Word count: 3041
My story still starts from that time Let’s talk about catching an adulterer.
Of course, it cannot be said that there were no stories before that. For example, I was admitted to college, which can be said to be the turning point of my life, and it also caused quite a sensation in that small mountain village. Of course, the happiest thing was my father. His usual habit of walking with a stooped back also changed. He suddenly became taller and hummed a tune while walking, attracting everyone's attention.
My father most wanted me to go to college. He said that as long as I went to college and returned home after graduation, I could be the county magistrate, and he would become the county magistrate. So when I didn't succeed in the college entrance examination for the first time, he didn't sleep for three days and three nights, talking to himself all the time. Mother said, Xiaole, do you think your father has become stupid? His eyes were staring straight, and he didn't know what he was mumbling. I waved my hand in front of my father's eyes a few times, and he said, don't move, don't move. Just now your grandfather told me that our ancestral graves were buried in the wrong place. I need to find someone to help us find a better place. Reburied. I said, didn’t my grandfather die long ago? How did I tell you? My father said, don't interrupt. He just gave it to me in a dream. I will go to the market to find a Feng Shui master tomorrow. The next day, my father went out early in the morning and brought an old man with a white beard over at noon, saying he was a Feng Shui master. The old man held his beard in his hand and pretended to look at it. He said that our ancestral graveyard is concave in the east and convex in the west. This way, we cannot maintain our wealth, let alone become a college student. If I want to be admitted to college, my grandfather’s graveyard must be buried. Move to a place with good feng shui. Finally, he walked along the riverside for a while, suddenly stopped, and pointed with his hand, it was that place, a geomantic treasure land, where a high official would be born soon. So one sunny day, my father invited several elders to spend a morning moving my grandfather’s ashes to this place...
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