I have been in poor health since I was a child, and every winter, I am particularly unbearable.

Lu Songtao wrapped in a thick down jacket, put on a hat, scarf, gloves, and then walked out of the door.

Leaving the heated room, cold air hits you.

Lu Songtao shivered and clumsily covered his scarf over his mouth and nose.

The yard was deserted and there were only two workers cleaning up the snow, and the friction between the shovel and the ground was harsh.

The flowers in the garden have already withered, with only some broken branches and leaves left, and there is no vitality.

The entire Lu family villa group has no red flowers, no green leaves, and no color.

He hates winter, especially this winter.

In his memory, the Lu family is colorful and has a pleasant fragrance, and even in winter, it is warm.

Lu Songtao's eyes were on the quaint stone archway not far away, to be precise, on the four big characters on the archway.

"A House of Virtue".

This stone archway has an extraordinary origin. It is said to be a gift from a prince during the Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty and written by a great scholar of the times. After hundreds of years of ups and downs and several damages, it has been repaired several times.

He still remembers when he was very young, his grandfather held his hand and taught him to read these four words. "The family with virtue, our Lu family is a family with virtue."

The earnest teachings are still in front of his ears. When he can't recite his own name, he can already recite these four words.

While he was staring at the "Home of Virtue", an old man in blue clothes appeared under the archway and walked slowly towards him.

"Our Lu family is a family of virtue." The old man's voice was mellow and deep, just like when his grandfather taught him to recognize words.

Lu Songtao looked at the old man in surprise, feeling familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him.

"Who are you?" After the old man approached, Lu Songtao asked in shock. In the past six months, he had not taken a step forward in the Lu family. He didn't know that there was such an old man in his family.

The old man had a kind face, smiled at Lu Songtao, and then stood shoulder to shoulder at the archway.

"When I was young, I often looked at these four words under this archway. My grandfather told me that our Lu family is a family of virtue."

"You are,"? Lu Songtao looked at the old man in a daze, and suddenly remembered that he had heard from his grandfather that there was a living ancestor in the Lu family. "You are the ancestor who came home that night when you were injured."

The old man smiled, half joking and half blamed

He said: "It is not a sign of virtue to not sleep at night to peek at the window."

Lu Songtao was a little embarrassed. He thought he was hiding well, but he didn't know that it was all in the eyes of people.

The old man did not really blame him, but said comfortingly: "A child is always full of curiosity. When I was young, I liked to lie on the window and peek, and then outline strange stories in my head."

Lu Songtao is already in his thirties and is called a child, and he feels inexplicably uncomfortable all over.

"Has the ancestor's injuries been healed?"

"The way of heaven is ruthless. When you get old, you are old and you cannot create vitality. Even if you are nourished by the energy of heaven and earth, you are still rootless water and no source. The vitality stolen by stealing the sky is just for a few years of survival."

"Then you,"?

The old man waved his hand and said disregardly: "It's not a problem. Living too long is not necessarily a good thing. In the decades since I was 80 and now, there is actually not much difference between living and dying."

"Ah"! Lu Songtao opened his mouth wide in surprise. He could probably guess that the old man was very old, but he didn't expect it to be so outrageous.

The old man sighed: "There is no parents, the children are no longer there, the friends are no longer there, the enemies are no different from the living dead."

"Don't you still have us?" Lu Songtao said subconsciously.

The old man smiled with relief, "You have your parents and children, and I don't want to be a light bulb."

"Old ancestor, how could you be a light bulb?"

The old man sighed: "The greatest sorrow in life is watching one by one watch one by one, and he is still living in this world for nothing. This sad cycle of reincarnation is like a nightmare that cannot wake up. So some choose to be a monk, and some choose to be a Taoist priest."

The old man said and pointed at himself, "I am a bull-nosed old man. I am sad and immortal. Why do I have to return? I will not return."

Lu Songtao said oh, understanding the reason why the old man was hiding his identity. He thought about it in another way that if it were him, he would probably make such a choice.

"The ancestors came back this time for what happened to the Lu family recently." Lu Songtao looked at the old man with some expectations, hoping to learn something from him that he didn't know.

The old man seemed to see his intention, smiled and said, "This is their business, it's not your business."

The old man's answer surprised Lu Songtao, "Although I am not as capable as them, I am also from the Lu family, so I should be

The Lu family does their part.”

The old man looked at Lu Songtao with a smile, "Little guy, you haven't fully realized your ability, nor have you realized the responsibilities you shoulder. In this family, you have greater responsibilities than they have."

Lu Songtao looked at the old man blankly, not understanding his intentions.

The old man pointed to the archway and said, "What you carry is these four words. This is the lintel and glory of the Lu family. Do you think it is big?"

"Me"? Lu Songtao smiled bitterly and said, "I will not hide it from my ancestors. If you say something ruthless, our Lu family is not worthy of these four words."

The old man said lightly: "The world has yin and yang, and all things have directions and backs. Everything has two sides. Even the word "de" cannot escape this rule."

"Old ancestors, virtue brings all things, and this is also a consensus. If even the definition of the saint is wrong, then what is the meaning of the four words "Home with Virtue"?"

The old man smiled and said, "You misunderstood. I don't deny the saint's definition of the word "virtue". Instead, if you want to keep the word "virtue", you will inevitably do some unethical behaviors."

Lu Songtao thought carefully, and after a while, he shook his head, "Boy is stupid and doesn't understand his intention."

The old man looked at the stone archway with a solemn expression, "A man is guilty of being guilty of being a treasure." "Virtue is like jade, and no position will be lost." "For many years, these four words have attracted countless envy, jealousy and hatred, and countless people want to smash the Lu family's archway. If the Lu family did not have enough strength, this archway had already been smashed and buried in the loess." The old man paused, "And strength cannot be obtained by virtue alone."

Lu Songtao was surprised by the old man's point of view and said with a thorn in mind: "Oncestor, you are materializing 'virtue' and deviating from the root of 'virtue'."

The old man was not dissatisfied with Lu Songtao's rebuttal, but his face was filled with joy. "Well, well said. In the entire Lu family, only you can truly support the word "virtue"."

The old man smiled with relief and said, "So, let them do those intrigues and fucking things, let them keep this archway. And what you have to do is to use the word "stable" legitimately."

Lu Songtao's head buzzed and his heart was pounding. He finally understood what the old man meant. It was like a house. He had a golden face, and the dirty and dirty inside was unknown to outsiders.
Chapter completed!