Skynet Architect

"This is the real king of lions! It's a pity that thousands of years have passed, and it has long since lived up to the might of the past, and it has been damaged a lot!" Si Fan sighed and gently put his hands on the heads of the two stone lions superior.

The outer wall of the ancestral house collapsed, and the skin of the wall has long since peeled off. The tiles on the house have even been bare for a long time, and the shocking feeling of a few years ago can't be seen.

Although Si Fan was a high school student at the time, his sense of pride had already been overwhelming. It was only when he looked at the ancestral house that he was amazed at that time that he realized that the things that made him proud were gone.

All that's left is ruins.

The wall collapsed, the tiles disappeared, and the screen wall that came into view seemed to have been robbed by bandits. The original huge picture engraved with Songhe Yannian on it has long since been directly removed by someone with the same method as a bandit. The wall was dug out, and the thousand-year-old shadow wall was stunned to become bare now, with some traces of knives and axes.

Look at the floor tiles that were originally renovated in the Republic of China era, and they are no longer there. Weeds are now overgrown on the ground.

"What's the matter? Did you encounter bandits or forced demolition?" Si Fan gently brushed the pried scar with his left hand, grief welling up in his heart.

As a designer who has decorated beautiful rooms, as an architect, I feel sad for such a disaster-like situation.

"Don't mention it. Isn't there a thief in the house? Uncle Chang and his family owed more than 10 million yuan two years ago, and they ran away. Before leaving, they invited the whole village to eat and drink. After they sobered up, everyone found out that the whole village The old house and the ancestral hall have been demolished all over, and the time for one night is gone. Now the uncle’s family can’t be found.” When Si Tian said this, his eyes were full of remorse and anger.

This is the root of their Si family. Compared with Si Fan, the branch that grew up in Jiangcheng, Si Tian grew up here when he was a child, and now he is very happy to see the once gorgeous mansion turned into ruins. uncomfortable.

"It's impossible to reproduce the house of the past. Let's ask the patriarch what the regulations are! How to rebuild the ancestral house!" Si Fan regretfully touched every stone sculpture and wall that had left memories. Touching it, it seems that this can return to the shock when I came back for the first time when I was in high school.

The prince's mansion in the TV series is simply weak.

The things presented in those TV series are not worth mentioning in front of real mansions, and it is almost impossible for them to completely reproduce something comparable to works of art.

For example, the steps under Si Fan's feet now. This is the step placed at the door of the chief's room. There are stories engraved on each step, and this story is the glorious era of the Si family. It's just that looking at it now, the carvings seem to be very subtle, making it hard for people to get too much thinking.

Compared with the sculptor, he wanted to hide some secrets of the Si family.

It is estimated that these things have long been buried in the dust and no one will know about them.

"Patriarch! I'm back." Like a student returning to his home after school, Si Fan yelled in a relaxed voice, in order for the people inside to hear.

Si Tian behind him seemed to feel like he was going to find the memory of going to school after shouting so much. It was also a little funny and shouted: "Patriarch! I'm back too."

The two voices, one in front and one in back, made the patriarch's room seem a little dull, just when Si Fan and the others were about to enter the room.

Suddenly, an old man in his seventies with a gloomy face came out and glared at Si Fan and the three of them.

"It's not big or small, do you know where this is? This is the ancestral house of the Si family, is this the place where you yelled at?" The old man glared at Si Fan and Si Tian and wanted to teach him a lesson first.

Suddenly, a man's voice interrupted his words: "My son, Si Wanshan, doesn't need you to teach him.

I'm afraid you've taught my son badly too! It's only 200,000 yuan, and it's not like your family can't afford it. Why are you prevaricating us like this? "

"Dad!" Si Tian excitedly hugged the man in a bear hug.

It's just that Si Tian looks a little too strong. And his father seemed to be a bit rickety, and a bear hugged him, but the other party called out: "Stinky boy. You want to be beaten. Is there anyone who hugs your dad so hard?"

The man slapped Si Tian on the body, but the loving words and eyes made Si Fan feel his nose sore suddenly.

The pain of the past few years seems to be coming out.

At this time, the patriarch had already walked out of the inner door. He had some inconvenience with his legs and feet on crutches. In just a few years, his hair, which was originally white and gray, had already turned gray. It was already so thin that a gust of wind could blow it.

At this moment, Si Fan couldn't help shouting: "Patriarch!"

He doesn't have many relatives anymore, and these are his few close relatives. The last time Si Fan came back, the old man took him around the whole Sijia Village and even ten miles and eight towns.

At that time, the old man was very strong, and Si Fan, a young man, was no match for him. He was out of breath running on the mountain, but the old man hardly even took a breath.

Now, I just hugged the patriarch in the past, and all I got were skinny bones.

"Second uncle! Why are you so thin now! If you don't have meat to eat, go to Jiangcheng. I'll take care of you for the rest of your life!" Si Fan said sincerely.

The old man shook his head and stroked a scar about the size of a grain of rice on the wall.

"This is my home, I don't go anywhere, even if the sky falls, I will die here, and I will be buried in the ancestral grave after being burned. I am old! I just miss the old days, and I can't bear these bits and pieces. Yes, I am even more reluctant to live in this old house that I have lived in all my life.”

"I can't enjoy the blessings of you boy. This time I called everyone back. In fact, everyone knows it well. It is nothing more than the matter of the ancestral hall and the old house. You are still young, so you don't need to contribute this time. Already!" The old man patted Si Fan on the head, with only relief in his eyes.

Si Fan shook his head and refused.

"Now that I've come back. I'm still from the Si family, so I have to get involved. No matter if it's money or labor, I don't have a lot of money, and I can't lose my grandpa's temperament of a gangster, right? "Si Fan, who was joking, placed his younger sister in the next room, and Si Tian also ate dried fruits in the side hall.

Only the old man shook his head helplessly and looked at the young man. In the end, he sighed: "It's not good to be dissatisfied, you little bastards have grown up too!"

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