Chapter 111: Host Family

Lian Xue, the three of them, were completely rookies, and when Jiang Luo said that the storm would come in an hour, they were all so nervous that they were about to cry, and looked at Jiang Luo with bated breath, "What should we do then, senior brother?"

Jiang Luo looked up at the clouds for a while and casually said, "Divination."

He put his backpack down, took out three coins. Before shaking the trigrams to clean hands, Jiang Luo grabbed a handful of snow to wipe his hands. The other three squatted beside him, watching without blinking.

The result of the divination is Qian Gua, Qian Gua in the northwest, Jiang Luo put away his things, took out the compass, "Let's go."

The four of them headed northwest, and half an hour later, the sky became dark and gloomy, with gusty winds and thick clouds, the hallmarks of an approaching blizzard.

Lian Xue three to Jiang Luo convinced, a mouthful of senior brother called with true love, Jiang Luo called the smile became incredibly stiff, goosebumps have risen.

Another half hour passes, and the snowflakes, combined with the cold wind, howl across the mountains.

The coldness was so overwhelming that the three boys were fine, but Lian Xue was so pale that it became extremely difficult to walk in the thick snow.

Jiang Luo divined with his finger for a moment, turned around and shouted, "We're almost there, hold on."

He coughed a few times after saying this.

A cold wind poured down his throat with every word, and it hurt his throat.

Lian Xue was revitalized and had the strength to walk forward again.

After the storm came, it was so gray and cloudy that they couldn't see anything anymore. I don't know how far they had traveled, but a few warm lights suddenly appeared in their eyes, fluttering in the wind and snow.

Lian Qiang said excitedly, "There's someone up ahead!"

With the light, the legs and feet immediately gained strength. A few people buried their heads and hurried in the direction of the light, and an exquisite wooden house villa appeared in front of them.

Jiang Luo took the lead in knocking on the door and asked Lian Xue in a low voice, "Is there such a cabin inside the mountain?"

"Yes," Lian Xue leaned back against the wall vacantly, "when summer comes, there will be people coming to the mountains to escape the heat. They've built a lot of little cottages, and anyone who can build a cottage in the mountains is from a very privileged family, so we're saved."

As soon as Lian Xue's words fell, a slightly older voice came from inside the door, "Coming."

A few people stood up straight in a hurry, the door was opened, the one who opened the door was an old man in his fifties dressed like a butler, the old man's face with a smile and deep lines of decree, "Who are you guys?"

"We met a blizzard while climbing the mountain, can you please take us in for the night?" Lian Xue asked.

The old man looked at them, then out at the blizzard, and took a step back in realization, "Of course. Come on in, boys."

Into the house, the warmth immediately towards them, a few people feel as if they came to life, and all shivered, trembling in the old man's guidance to take off the body was half-wet snow-soaked down jacket.

The mountains do not have the convenience of heating within the city, and the oldest way of heating is still the fireplace. In addition to the old man, there are two groups of people sitting on the sofa.

One group is an old couple sitting next to each other, they look kindly, kindly help Jiang Luo three people to dry the clothes beside the fireplace, still chatting about the sudden snowstorm. Another group of four young students, two males and two females, also took off their down jackets and put them next to the fireplace where they were roasting, looking like they were also unlucky enough to be caught in the blizzard.

The four students waved at them in greeting, and a curly-haired girl made herself known by saying, "You guys here for the mountains too?"

"Huh?" Lian Bing couldn't figure it out, "What's there to pick up in the mountains on this snowy day?"

"It's just rare because it's a snow day," replied the hat guy inside the students who had been fiddling with the camera with his head down, "We haven't had such a blast of snow this early in the morning over here in a long time, and the four of us are here specifically to take pictures to remember it."

The other old couple smiled and sat back down, pouring hot water for them, "We two old guys are also stuck here. We rushed to deliver firewood in the morning when the snow stopped, but the road is not easy to walk in the snowy weather, our legs and feet are useless, we just climbed up to deliver the firewood, and the blizzard came, and we have to thank Butler Yan for letting us hide here from the blizzard."

Butler Yan hung up the clothes meticulously and went to the kitchen to bring two plates of snacks before smiling, "It was hard for you to come up here, so feel free to stay here in peace until the storm is over. Our master's family is a good man, most eager to entertain guests."

At those words, the air loosened up in a meaty way. The group of people were all good-natured and soon exchanged names.

The four young students were in a photography club at a nearby university. The hat man was Du Ge, the club's president. The curly-haired woman was Qin Yun, the vice president of the club. The other man and woman are their members, they should also be a couple, they are not very talkative, the man is called Duanzi, the woman is called Li Xiao.

They were all about the same age, so it was reasonable to say that many topics could be chatted together, but the three Lian family siblings were completely head over heels in their chatting topics, and were completely unaware of the current popular stems and hot topics, so they could only sit awkwardly next to each other and laugh along.

The four students didn't care, but Yu Guang had looked at Jiang Luo many times; long-haired boys were rare, and even rarer if they were this good-looking.

Du Ge pointed the camera at Jiang Luo, "Can I take a picture of you?"

The couch couldn't fit so many people, so Jiang Luo simply sat cross-legged on the carpet, and the long-haired youth glanced boredly toward his camera, the corners of his mouth politely hooked up, but his mouth was unforgiving, "It's best not to."

Du Ge puts away the camera regretfully, but doesn't give up, "Okay, but hopefully you'll change your mind about letting me take one before we part."

Qin Yun's smile became stiff as she tugged on Du Ge's sleeve and half-jokingly reminded, "Didn't we agree before that I would be your next model? I've been waiting for you for a year, but you haven't even taken a picture of me."

Du Ge's expression remained unchanged, "Qin Yun, inspiration is something that comes and goes, I can't control it either."

He tucked in his arm, his sleeve wrenching free from Qin Yun's grasp.

Qin Yun felt embarrassed for a moment, just as Butler Yan came out of the kitchen, Qin Yun snatched his voice and asked, "Grandpa Yan, is the master's family here as well?"

Butler Yan said gently, "Yes. Our husband has only just returned and is resting in the master bedroom, so please do not take our husband's rudeness into account."

Qin Yun quickly waved his hand, "Don't care don't care."

Between the question and the answer, the previous embarrassment was brought to an end. Qin Yun began to be curious again about the master's family that Yan Butler's mouth was talking about, this was the first time she had met the so-called butler in real life, she actually wanted to ask more, but no one else had said anything, so she was too embarrassed to continue.

Butler Yan continued to ask, "I'm preparing dinner, do a few of you have anything to avoid?"

The crowd shook their heads in thanks and Jiang Luo held out his hand, "Sorry, I don't eat fish."

Butler Yan smiled, "No fish for dinner tonight, don't worry."

Refusing the crowd's request for help, Butler Yan went back into the kitchen. With nothing else to do, Jiang Luo's occupational disease kicked in, and he got up and turned around in the first floor.

The second floor was the master bedroom and the guest bedroom, without Butler Yan to lead him, he couldn't venture up there. After looking around, Jiang Luo came to the conclusion that the owner of this villa must be a person who has a very high dress code for himself or an extremely narcissistic person.

There were mirrors of all sizes everywhere, roses in the corners that still bloomed in the winter, and on the coat rack in the entryway there was an elegant black gentleman's hat and a trench coat without a wrinkle in it hanging from the top.

Even though so many people walked back and forth in the room, the carpet by the door was clean and frost-free. This old housekeeper in his fifties was more sharp and thorough than a young man.

Jiang Luo stood in the doorway for a while, grunted and went back.

There was nothing wrong with the residential layout; the villa was large enough to accommodate them all perfectly.

Butler Yan came out in the middle of the trip, saw that they were bored, and found out two pokers for them.

An hour later, dinner was ready. Butler Yan took a separate portion of food and walked up to the second floor, and after a few moments, he brought the food back as it was.

He sighed and didn't say anything, but greeted the bystanders, "Everyone, use it first."

The dinner was sumptuous and tasted delicious. The people in the house were so hungry that they couldn't care about talking during the meal, and only when they were full did they have mouths to praise Butler Yan's cooking.

Butler Yan shook his head and laughed as he made them a cup of flower tea that was easy to consume.

The tea was fragrant, and the cabin kept out the blizzard and the howling wind. There was a TV inside the cabin, but no one turned it on, because everyone knew that in this kind of stormy weather, the TV would be impossible to watch.

After the meal, the elderly couple went back to their room to rest first. But the young man wasn't sleepy yet. Du Ge fiddled with his cell phone for a while, frowned and sighed, "I still don't have a signal here... do you guys have a signal?"

The crowd took out their cell phones to look, Jiang Luo also took out his cell phone which had not been used for more than ten days, however, his cell phone also showed no signal.

Storms, confined spaces, no contact with the outside world.

Jiang Luo thought, "How like the beginning of a murder case this is.

Sitting around dry was too boring, and someone soon suggested a game, "There just happens to be poker here, how about a game of kings?"

Lian Xue Three people who had never played before listened carefully to the rules, "The person who draws the King card can order the other two to accept orders at will, and if they fail to do so, they are punished, right?"

Qin Yun is familiar with the game, there are eight people at the table and she draws nine cards, "Yes, the one who draws the ghost card is the king."

Jiang Luo joined in with the crowd, propping up his chin and watching Qin Yun's red-painted fingers shuffle the cards. Qin Yun was about to deal the cards out when Butler Yan, who was sitting on the sidelines, suddenly stood up and respectfully said to the second floor, "Sir."

The crowd froze and looked up toward the stairway.

On the second floor, near the handrail of the stairway, there was a man standing at some point.

The man, wearing a form-fitting black bathrobe, was looking down at the people below, "What's the game here?"

His voice was somewhat hoarse from just waking up, the corner of his lips picked up. The handsome face, from the full corners of his forehead to the high bridge of his nose, was cut with an elusive split by the shadows of the hallway on the second floor, "Your voices are too loud, slightly disturbing me."