With a "boom", Lin Yu chased from the agarwood chair, stood up suddenly, took off the Fanyang felt hat on his head, stepped forward, and grabbed Luo Xiangzhu's hand.
She said happily: "You are indeed my Xiangzhu sister, you can't be wrong, not wrong at all! Although my mother has never told me about the letter, but the details you described, unless the people around you, how can anyone else get it?" Know?"
Her eyes were shining brightly, her face was beaming with joy, and she hated seeing her so late. She hugged Luo Xiangzhu again and again, and even kissed her twice. She wouldn't be happy without a kiss.
With such a passionate look, no one would believe that she had been hostile to Luo Xiangzhu before!
Ye Wumian said in his heart: "It seems that this cousin is just a little reckless and not very malicious. The young lady should be able to live well in this deep house and compound in the future."
While feeling happy for Luo Xiangzhu, he looked outside.
All I saw was a wall and a gray sky.
There is no sun today and the sky is gray. It seems that I have been crying and feel a little depressed.
Tan Jingcheng coughed and said, "Please pay attention to your manners. My daughter's family pulls, pulls, pushes, and shoves. How can I behave properly?"
Lin Yuzhui was unconvinced and said: "Uncle, I was speechless when you accused me of being a general before, but now I feel confident. We sisters have never seen each other since we were born. We have been friends for a long time. Now that we have met, why don’t you let us get intimate?”
Tan Jingcheng was speechless and had to drink tea to relieve the embarrassment.
The two sisters held hands for a long time, and Ye Wumian also took advantage of this opportunity to return the Broken Green Pine Sword to Chan Yi's hand, cupping his fists and saying, "Return it to its original owner."
Chan Yi snorted, took the broken sword, and said: "But it's not the intact sword that has returned to Zhao! The sword is broken."
Ye Wumian said: "Although the sword is broken, my heart for martial arts will not be lost. Miss Chanyi, let's encourage each other!"
After chatting in the hall for a while, they suddenly heard a maid's sweet voice outside: "The Madam is here." Everyone suddenly became solemn.
Ye Wumian looked out of the hall and saw an old woman with gray hair, wearing a floral brocade jacket, Buddhist beads around her neck, and holding a huanghuali staff, walking in with the help of everyone.
The old woman looked around and said stiffly: "When we were in Anhua two years ago, didn't we swear that we would never see each other again until we reached the end of the world? Why are you here again today? Why are you here to see me again?"
As soon as these words came out, Ye Wumian and others were puzzled by their meaning, and Tan Jingcheng's expression changed instantly.
He hurriedly walked down from the main seat, helped her up and said: "Mother, what my sister said when she was young, do you still want to punish Xiangzhu now?"
The lady held up her crutches and said: "Two years ago, I was thirty-two years old. What kind of youth is thirty-something? When I came back from Anhua and relayed her words to you, you almost went to Anhua to find someone. That good girl of yours is being held by me."
He looked around, but saw no one. His expression turned ugly and he said, "Where are the people? Where are they?"
Suddenly he saw Luo Xiangzhu, as if he had seen a life-saving straw. He quickly supported his crutches, hobbled forward, and said sadly:
"Xiangzhu, my pet peeve, I have followed your father who values profit over justice and your ungrateful mother over the years, making things difficult for you!"
The maids were afraid that she would fall and hurriedly followed her. Luo Xiangzhu was one step ahead and grabbed her hand. He turned his head and cried softly. He was so choked that he could hardly speak.
The lady said: "What's wrong, my dearest one, what's wrong with you?"
As if he felt something in his heart, he looked around again, his expression became panicked, his withered hands were tightly entangled, tears fell, he shook Luo Xiangzhu and said: "What's going on, my sweetheart, what's going on, Speak slowly, speak slowly."
It took Luo Xiangzhu a long time to stop crying, but he still kept sobbing and said in a tearful voice: "Grandma, my father and mother, my father and mother, they left me, left me."
"Leaving you, where have you gone?" The madam screamed as if she was struck by five thunders. Her whole body turned ten years older in an instant, and she repeated in her mouth: "Where have you gone? You said Ah, where did I go from you?"
She looked at Luo Xiangzhu, her expression suddenly became dull, the whites of her eyes were raised, she was swaying, she was so distracted that she even fainted.
Luo Xiangzhu shouted and grabbed the madam tightly. However, due to his weak strength, he was almost brought down.
Ye Wumian was already prepared and stepped forward to support the two of them.
Tan Jingcheng helped his mother from Ye Wumian's hands and helped her to the back hall to rest.
The other female relatives who came over later and heard about the scene just now shed tears.
Luo Xiangzhu saw them all and bowed to them, but Aunt Jinghui was missing.
Lin Yuzhui said: "My father is currently serving as the magistrate of a county under the jurisdiction of Chengdu Prefecture, and my mother has gone to work as his personal staff. I am the only one staying in Changsha."
Luo Xiangzhu wiped away her tears and said, "My mother often said that Aunt Jinghui is wise and insightful. She is the best among women. She serves as a consultant in Chengdu and is the best for my uncle."
In the sleepless night, I thought of the rumors in Zhemei Inn. He thought to himself: "Chengdu may also be the place of death of the master. If I look for traces in Lushan, Jiangxi to no avail, I will go to Chengdu."
At this time, there was a commotion outside the hall, and the coquettish cries of several maids could be heard one after another, mixed with a wanton teasing laugh.
Lin Yuzhui's face immediately darkened, he snorted and said, "Here comes the chaff among men."
She had just finished speaking when she saw a swaying man, holding an exquisite jade gourd, walking in from the outside. As he walked, he freed up his other hand, touching with the left and touching with the right. The maids who arrived were all eclipsed by their beauty.
Wherever he went, the female relatives avoided him like the plague, for fear of being caught by it.
Luo Xiangzhu glanced at this man in surprise, and then at Lin Yuzhui. Although he said nothing, Ye Wumian understood what she was thinking, which was probably "Who is this person? How can someone in the good-looking Tan family... How could there be such a number one person?”
Lin Yuzhui said angrily: "This person is still our elder, the brother-in-law of our uncle who is good at teaching people, his name is Qian Boning!"
Ye Wumian thought to himself: "This person is actually Tan Jingcheng's brother-in-law? Uncle Tan is a Confucian general, and my aunt has just met him, and he is also a good person. Why is her brother so miserable?"
He looked at his aunt Qian, who was looking at Qian Boning lovingly, and his doubts were instantly solved.
Tan Jingcheng came over from the inner hall and shouted: "Going to drink again?!" He grabbed Qian Boning and said, "My niece Xiangzhu is here today, don't make any mistakes!"
He signaled Luo Xiangzhu to come and salute the shapeless man.
Luo Xiangzhu was someone who had seen mountain bandits and was not afraid of Qian Boning, but he was conflicted and quite disgusted in his heart. He just gave him a slight bow from a distance.
Tan Jingcheng nodded and did not blame anyone.
Qian Boning's drunken eyes swept over Luo Xiangzhu's body, revealing a hint of greed. Maybe he was worried, but he finally took it back.
Ye Wumian breathed a sigh of relief, and when he raised his eyes again, he saw the prodigal son looking directly at him, with a disgusting line of saliva secreting from the corner of his mouth.
