Before His Eyes: 228 Mysterious Lou Family

The gray brick and stone road, entering the courtyard, you can feel the solemnity and cleanliness of the Republic of China period. There are hand-painted verandahs on all sides, large and small rooms, and the courtyard is high-end, elegant and magnificent. There is a rockery in the center. Blossoms of flowers, evergreen trees scattered and orderly, two-story duplex, grand and luxurious, it looks like a grand family at first glance.

I am silently amazed, looking at Lou San's back, thinking that he is hiding something, and the background of his family is really unusual.

Through the exquisitely carved nine-curved corridor, the third brother led me to the hall, where the decoration of the house is also very particular. The third brother asked me to sit in a chair for a while, and he went to call for someone.

There are green tea snacks on the table, I took a sip of tea, looked around, and became more and more curious about the life experience of the third brother. There are very few houses in the country now, and the people who generally live in such houses, how can their family background be summed up in two words?

Mysterious, too mysterious.

In five minutes, the third brother came back, and behind him was an old man in a black gown, with pale hair, hale and hearty, and a serious face. He held a walnut in his hand, the moment he saw me , His eyes lit up, his reaction made me feel very strange.

"Grandpa, Shen Qing." The third brother pointed at me and introduced.

I hurriedly bowed to the old man: "Hello, I am Shen Qing."

The old man nodded, and when he passed in front of me, I clearly felt that gaze was sizing me up.

Mr. Lou doesn't talk much, and most of the time he looks at me quietly. I can't get used to such a line of sight that stays on me all the time. The meaning is unclear, which makes me feel uncomfortable.

He calls me Xiaoqing, and his tone is friendly and friendly. He often smiles very gently when his eyes collide with each other. The wrinkles at the corners of his eyes are very obvious. Unconsciously relax vigilance.

The third brother seems to have explained my reason to him long ago, and Mr. Lou welcomes it very much.

"There is a child in the family that is quite lively, and it happens to be able to chat with me, an old guy, and there is a sister-in-law Yun at home, she is very good at taking care of children, you don't have to worry."

I nodded and said yes obediently.

I didn't expect it to go so smoothly. Mr. Lou was as easy-talking as the third brother.

A young girl came to the door and said in a friendly voice, "Master, the young master has eaten."

Grandpa Lou walked in front, and the third brother and I walked side by side. I looked around and saw that such a big house seemed deserted.

I asked him in a low voice: "Is there no one else besides the old man?"

The third brother said: "You can see it after eating in a while."

When we came to the side hall, there was a round dining table in the center, surrounded by a few girls who looked like maids.

The food is very rich, with various styles, very grand, and there are several big dishes, which makes me a little flattered.

My third brother and I were sitting together, Mr. Lou was sitting in the middle. Not long after we were seated, I heard the sound of walking behind me. There should be more than one person listening to the sound.

"Dad."

"Grandpa."

I turned my head to look, and saw two middle-aged men, both high-spirited, handsome and mature, and one, who looked a little younger than me, looked clean, like a girl, but judging by the voice, it was undoubtedly a boy.

I quickly stood up and gave up my seat. The moment the three men saw me, they had exactly the same reaction as Mr. Lou, which made me frown and feel very strange.

After introducing myself, everyone took their seats.

A younger boy sat next to me. He had dimples when he smiled, which was very pleasing. He said something that surprised me.

"I finally met a real person!"

I twitched my eyebrows and felt that things were not simple.

"Hello, my name is Lou Chengyang."

I had no choice but to stretch out my hand and smile: "Shen Qing."

"I know."

I raised my eyebrows, Lou Chengyang seemed to have received a certain signal, smiled sarcastically, then bowed his head and stopped talking.

I didn't feel at ease during this meal, I felt like I was in a fog, which was weird, especially the reaction of their family, which made me a little suspicious.

Meet a real person? I know? What does it mean?

After the meal, the servant came to collect the chopsticks. I followed the third brother all the time, trying to find an opportunity to ask him what was going on, but before I could speak, Mr. Lou asked him to talk about things. The two Mr. Lou who were eating also followed.

I suddenly felt that this mansion was a bit creepy.

Seeing my frowning, Lou Chengyang walked to my side, his eyes fell on the top of my head, and then slowly swept down, which was the same as Mr. Lou's reaction just now.

I subconsciously took a step back, Lou Chengyang saw my small movements, smiled, showing his dimples, and leaned towards me.

"What are you hiding from?"

I stepped back without moving: "No."

He pointed behind me and said: "If you go further, you will fall."

I looked back, and I was already on the edge, and there was a small step below, which was not high.

I thought it was necessary for me to find out their details, so I took the initiative to take a step forward, "What's your relationship with Lou San?"

He was going around in circles with me: "Didn't you hear that we are all called grandpa?"

"How old are you?"

"Twenty-five."

"Which one of those two is your father?"

He was surprised: "How did you see that?"

I hooked my lips, I was just cheating, you said it yourself.

"Mr. Lou Erchuan, or Mr. Lou Sanchuan?"

He answered irrelevantly: "You remember names really fast."

"It's too easy to get the name, which one is it?"

His dark eyes rolled: "Sanchuan."

I snorted: "So Mr. Erchuan is your father."

He was surprised again: "How did you know?"

I raised my eyebrows, turned around, and stopped talking to him.

"Sure enough, your temper is exactly what the third brother said."

When I heard this, I suddenly turned around: "What did the third brother tell you?"

He stuck out his tongue like a child: "I won't tell you!"

I approached him with a smile: "Are you studying now?"

"Yes!"

"Which university?"

"I want to putading in the universe. I won't tell you!"

I looked at him, smiled and shook my head: "As a student of Xuwai, your spoken English is really not very good."

He was dumbfounded, pointed at me and said: "Are you the roundworm in my stomach, why do you know everything!"

I want to putadingintheuniverse. (I want to leave traces in the universe) This sentence is the school motto of our school. I think every student of Xuwai will keep it in mind. He has already told me the answer. No need to guess.

He frowned and thought for a while, and then suddenly realized: "I remember the third brother said that you are also from Xuwai, no wonder."

"I'm really ashamed to have a student like you."

He was confident: "I'm not an English major."

"Then what is your major?"

"fran?ais. (French)"

He thought I didn't understand, and he looked smug. I was helpless and shrugged: "But your French is not very good."