"That is to say, your wife doesn't like plants now?"

"Yes, she told me some time ago that she wanted to find workers to move all these plants away. I don't know why, but she suddenly didn't like plants."

Ever since I entered the yard, I smelled a special scent. It probably wasn't a human scent, but maybe some kind of alien scent.

Wang Zheng looked around and touched the flowers, plants and trees in the yard. He probably found that there was no problem, so he said to Mr. Qian: "Please take us to the house to have a look."

Mr. Qian nodded and took us out of the yard and into the house.

The decoration and furnishings in the house are all in Chinese style. If the furniture hadn't looked relatively new, it would have looked like a house scene in a period TV series.

It is a large area with many rooms. As soon as you enter the door, you will see a hall similar to a reception hall. The reception hall alone can accommodate as many as twenty or thirty people. There are simple solid wood tables and coffee tables.

Some porcelain vase ornaments are very classic.

This house looks like it existed before and has been renovated.

"Your house must be old, right?"

"Yes, this house is left over from our ancestors. It is said that this house has good feng shui and brings good fortune. Several generations of my family have lived here. My grandfather and father have repeatedly told me that I must live here after they leave."

here."

"So what do you think of the feng shui here?"

"I think it's pretty good. I don't know the details, but my family's financial situation is pretty good so far."

The appearance of this house and Mr. Qian's fashionable dress must mean that he is very wealthy.

Mr. Qian invited us to take a look at each house. The house was very clean.

We followed Wang Zheng and walked around the house. In such a large house, without Mr. Qian to guide us, we would easily go to the wrong room.

"Mr. Qian, could you please take us to your and your wife's bedroom and bathroom to have a look?"

Mr. Qian nodded and led us to his and his wife’s bedroom.

The bedroom is also very clean and tidy, with items arranged neatly.

"Your bedroom is so neat!" I couldn't help but admire it.

"Well, it's all taken care of by that woman. She has to clean the house carefully every day. My wife used to pay attention to environmental hygiene, but it's not as serious as it is now. It's so serious that it's like mysophobia!"

Mr. Qian shook his head and said helplessly. One thing that can be noticed is that he calls the person he lives with now "that woman" instead of calling him his wife. It seems that he is very fond of it now.

He resists this person and does not think she is his wife. This is enough to show that the person living in this house now may have nothing in common with his wife except for their appearance.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but shudder, the hairs on my hair stood up, and my spine was chilled. If the woman living here now is not his wife, who or what could it be? His real wife has arrived again

where it goes?

I sniffed the smell of this room with my cat's nose. There were probably two kinds of smells in the room. One should be human, and the other was not human. It seemed that Mr. Qian did have something special here.

"Do you like a neat and clean environment? Isn't that nice?" Wang Zheng asked.

"No, she has to clean up every hair on the bed every day. It's in every corner of the floor. I'm not allowed to smoke, not even one cigarette. I'm trying to quit smoking, but I can't.

I have to take my time. She will get angry when she sees cigarettes, and sometimes she will throw away all my cigarettes when she is angry. She is always gentle and gentle, but when it comes to this matter, she is like a

Crazy bitch!"

Mr. Qian's expression was a little angry when he spoke, as if he hated the woman in his family.

"What does your wife do now?"

"She doesn't work now. I let her stay at home. I don't want her to work too hard. The money I earn is enough for us."

"You are in business, right? You don't spend much time at home during the day, right?" Wang Zheng walked around the bed in the bedroom while checking for abnormalities in the bed, the floor and other places.

"Yes, I have to go to the company and meet with clients often. Anyway, I don't like seeing this woman when I go home. I might as well work outside..."

While Mr. Qian was speaking, Wang Zheng squatted on the ground and looked at the ground carefully.

At this time I saw him walking under the legs of the chair next to the bed. There were some sawdust-like things beside the legs of the chair.

"Yes, this is the sawdust-like thing I saw in the house as I mentioned before," Mr. Qian said, pointing to the powder crushed in Wang Zheng's hand.

I took some and put it in front of my nose and smelled it, and found that it must be the smell of wood: "This must be sawdust. It smells like there is a floral fragrance." This kind of sawdust not only has the smell of wood, but also a little bit of wood.

Fragrant feeling, smells very good.

Qingyi also imitated us, picked up some sawdust, smelled it and said, "Oh, this smells really good." Like a pervert, Qingyi took those sawdust and took a few puffs.

"These are indeed sawdust." Wang Zheng said to us. Then he walked around the bed a few times and found two or three slender hairs beside the pillow on the bed. "This...should be your wife's, right?"

Mr. Qian nodded when he saw the hair held by Wang Zheng and said: "Well, yes, this is hers. Because I don't have such long hair, but this is very strange. She should rarely leave her hair on the bed.

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"Ling'er, bring me my glasses." Wang Zheng greeted me.

So I handed him the demon glasses from my backpack.

He put on his glasses and looked at those hairs. Then he handed the glasses to me for me to look at.

The long hair in front of his eyes actually turned into something like a thin branch in his glasses.

"This... is a branch?" I sighed in surprise in my heart, could it be that this woman was transformed from a tree? But I didn't say anything, because I was afraid that Mr. Qian would be very scared if he knew this fact.

"Master, this..." I was a little at a loss.

"Let's go to the bathroom and take a look."

We followed Mr. Qian to the bathroom.

Their bathroom and bedroom were much larger than the one we lived in. Wang Zheng looked around and found a long hair beside the bathtub.

Wang Zheng picked up the hair and handed it to me. I wore my magic glasses and saw that the hair had turned into a small branch.

"Master, it's still the same as before." I said vaguely, because I was afraid that Mr. Qian would be frightened, so I didn't say it directly.

Wang Zheng understood what I meant and said to us: "Follow me out for a while."

With that said, we walked out of the house with Wang Zheng and came to the yard again. Wang Zheng walked around the yard several times and looked carefully at the various plants in the yard.

Finally, he stopped at the largest tree in the yard.

There are no leaves on the tree anymore, but the tree has grown tall and big, and the trunk is as thick as two people hugging each other. I don’t know much about plants, so I don’t know what kind of tree it is.

"Mr. Qian, is this tree a laurel tree?"

"Yes, my wife used to like this tree very much. In spring and summer, she often drank tea and sketched under the tree. I would also sit here with her to enjoy the cool air when I was free."

"It seems that you love your wife very much!" I couldn't help but praise Mr. Qian. If a man is willing to often accompany his wife to do things she likes to do, it means that the man loves his wife very much. The relationship between the two of them should be good.

I don’t know much about the osmanthus tree, but I know that in spring and summer, this tree will bloom small golden flowers, which are golden and beautiful. They also have a strong floral fragrance.

Wait, talking about scent, I sniffed the scent of the laurel tree in front of me, and it also had a mixed scent of flowers and woods. It was similar to the smell of sawdust I just saw in the house.

"Yes, but the woman living in my house now, I don't think she is my wife. My wife used to like painting very much and was an art teacher. She often painted even at home. But now she spends a lot of time

I haven’t written anything yet.” Mr. Qian continued.

Wang Zheng got closer and looked at the osmanthus tree in front of him. He touched the bark and asked Mr. Qian: "This tree must be old, right?"

"Yeah, I don't know the exact age of it, but I heard that it seems to have existed since my great-grandfather's generation. When I was young, my grandfather told me that this tree is a tree that attracts wealth. It brings good luck to our money.

The reason why it is so good is that a large part of the credit goes to this laurel tree."

"Your grandpa is really superstitious!" After listening to Mr. Qian's story, Qingyi blurted out with a smile.

The air froze instantly and everyone was silent.

"Qingyi, you better stop talking!" I stopped him sternly.

Qingyi's unlucky mouth is unrivaled in the world. Fortunately, Mr. Qian was not angry and just smiled awkwardly.

Only then did Qingyi realize that he had said something impolite and covered his mouth.

"Mr. Qian, you don't have to listen to his nonsense." I explained to Mr. Qian embarrassedly.

"It's okay. Actually, I don't know if it brings wealth or not, but I also think that this tree is a nuisance here. I originally wanted to find someone to take care of it. But my wife said that this tree would be quite good there. In the spring,

In summer, she can enjoy the cool here and smell the scent of osmanthus."

"This osmanthus tree, judging from the current situation, has lived for at least four to five hundred years. I suspect there is something wrong with it." Wang Zheng walked around and finally sat on a wooden chair under the osmanthus tree to rest.

"Master, but why don't I smell other scents?" Qingyi and I also sat down.
Chapter completed!