Shen Tianshu stayed with Mrs. Shen in Dongquan Temple for half a month.
Chen Laofengjun often sent people over to give her things, which could be said to express his love for Shen Tianshu without any concealment.
During this period, I also invited Mrs. Shen to come over once and introduce her to some matrons from aristocratic families in Huguang, which helped her expand some contacts.
Old Mrs. Shen was not stupid, and she could naturally see that the reason why she was brought along was entirely for Shen Tianshu's sake.
After living for such a long time, she was actually supported by her teenage granddaughter. This fact made Mrs. Shen feel a little uncomfortable.
But as long as it is beneficial to the Shen family and Shen Zhonglei, Mrs. Shen does not reject such an outcome.
Therefore, during the time when the grandfather and grandson stayed at Dongquan Temple, their relationship became more harmonious than ever before.
The only thing that made Mrs. Shen feel uncomfortable was what Zhi Ke Monk said before.
She couldn't imagine that when Xu came to Dongquan Temple, she kept a low profile to ensure safety on the way. She could understand why she was still secretive when she arrived at the temple, and even deliberately changed her residence.
Many things cannot withstand consideration. The more you think about it, the more people think there is something wrong with it. The more you think about it, the more it becomes a problem.
Until she learned that Shen Zhonglei had arrived home and that the grandfather and grandson were preparing to return to the city, Mrs. Shen still couldn't help but think about it.
She was leaning against the car window, leaning against a soft and hard pillow behind her, as if she was looking at the scenery outside. In fact, her eyes were completely distracted, and her thoughts had wandered to nowhere.
On the way down the mountain, I met several people riding horses up the mountain, so the driver slowed down and gave way to the side.
The sudden shaking brought Mrs. Shen back to her senses. She subconsciously glanced out the window, and then trembled all over.
In just the blink of an eye, the two waves of people they met had already passed each other humbly.
But Mrs. Shen suddenly shouted: "Stop!"
The driver was startled and immediately grabbed the reins.
Mrs. Shen and Shen Tianshu who were caught off guard in the car were shaken violently.
"Grandma, what happened?" Shen Tianshu was already dozing off when he was suddenly woken up with a look of panic on his face.
Mrs. Shen didn't bother to comfort her. She tried her best to lean out from the car window, looked at the people who passed by her carriage just now, and ordered: "Come here, go ask those people who passed by just now and their ancestral home." where……"
After she finished speaking, she felt that this seemed a bit too abrupt, and then added: "Just now I caught a glimpse of a person who looked very much like a long-lost cousin of mine, maybe he is his descendant. "
But just when the servant was about to raise his voice to stop a few people and catch up, Old Mrs. Shen suddenly said: "No need! I must have been mistaken. Don't disturb others, let's continue on our way!"
The servant was confused by Mrs. Shen's repeated remarks.
But the master has a destiny, and if the servants don’t manage or understand, they can only obey.
Shen Tianshu knew very well in his heart that the reason why Mrs. Shen was so abnormal was because she had just seen Zhao Haijun, who looked exactly like Shen Yuanlin.
In order to make this chance encounter just right, several people under Xie Yan had rehearsed with Zhao Haijun many times.
Fortunately, everything went well during the formal training.
Mrs. Shen was frightened and confused, so her first reaction was to identify the other person clearly, but then she realized that this would not work. She felt that he was very similar to Shen Yuanlin at just a glance. If a servant in the family saw it, then she would Wouldn't it mean that rumors would spread all over the place?
But Mrs. Shen was not willing to just let the person go.
So just when the driver was about to continue driving, Mrs. Shen suddenly said: "I left something in the temple, Chunlan, let's wait here, you go back and help me get it."
The carriage had just left the temple gate, and it wouldn't take much time to walk up this road.
"What did the old lady leave behind?" Chunlan said this, but her eyes were full of doubts. She watched the maids pack the old lady's things. She even checked the whole thing at the end to see how she could have left something behind.
"Come here, I'll tell you." Old Mrs. Shen called Chunlan to her side and whispered a few words in her ear.
Chunlan's expression changed several times as she listened to Mrs. Shen's explanation.
"It's all because of my carelessness that I left something in the temple. I'll go back and get it now!"
She said getting out of the car and walking quickly towards the way she came.
The carriage waited at the roadside for half an hour before Chunlan came down from the mountain panting.
I didn't see anything in her hand, but others didn't dare to ask.
After Chunlan got on the carriage, the carriage continued on its way.
While Shen Tianshu was waiting, she fell asleep, and Mingyu stood beside her and fanned her gently.
With them nearby, it was inconvenient for Old Mrs. Shen to ask about this matter in detail, so she could only look at Chunlan with big eyes and small eyes, worried.
After a long trip, we finally returned to Shen's Mansion.
Mrs. Shen excused herself by saying that she was tired and wanted to go back to her room to rest, so she skipped all the etiquette.
After entering the house, she couldn't wait to ask: "Are you sure?"
Chunlan's expression was a little dazed along the way. When she heard Mrs. Shen ask a question, she nodded and said: "Then... the person said his surname is Zhao, and his hometown is..."
"What is it? Tell me quickly. Are you trying to scare me to death?"
Seeing Chunlan hesitantly saying that it was unfavorable, Mrs. Shen was so angry that she urged her.
"My hometown is Huaiqing Mansion, Henan..."
When Mrs. Shen heard this, she rolled her eyes and fell backwards.
"Old lady!" Chunlan was so frightened that she hugged Old Mrs. Shen and reluctantly pulled her back without letting her fall over on the back of her head.
"Old lady, are you okay? Don't scare me!"
The reason why Chunlan hesitated just now was because she was afraid that Mrs. Shen wouldn't be able to accept it.
She had been hit even harder just now, and she couldn't fully digest the aftershocks of this incident all the way home.
The man who calls himself Mr. Zhao looks very much like Shen Yuanlin.
Chunlan had barely watched Shen Yuanlin grow up from a child to his current age, so she could say she was very familiar with his appearance.
Not only did Mr. Zhao's facial features resemble Shen Yuanlin's, but even the small bump on his ear that was different from other people's ears actually looked exactly the same.
Mrs. Shen's thoughts were a little deeper than Chunlan's.
Mrs. Xu did go back to her natal family in Huaiqing Mansion around the time she was pregnant with Shen Yuanlin.
And she still remembered that not long after Shen Yuanlin was born, Mrs. Xu made a fuss about tying the little flesh on his ears with silk thread, insisting on removing this extra piece of flesh.
In the end, it was Old Mrs. Shen who cried out in pain for her grandson and told no one to touch Shen Yuanlin's penis, so she kept it there until today.
These little things in life that were not noticeable when viewed alone, but now viewed one by one, seem to have paved a road of no return to Abi Hell...
