"Uncle Nine, Zihao is about to get married!" the housekeeper Lao Wu wore a gray long cloth shirt and ran in with a happy face to say goodbye.

"It's the girl named Zihan who was adopted by the Gao family, right?" said an old man in his seventies with gray hair closed his eyes and a pair of unicorn lion heads in his hands.

Lao Wu smiled and said: "Exactly! The two fell in love and finally tied the knot!"

"Is the date set?" asked Uncle Nine.

Zihao said that he was waiting for you to order. Zihao, this kid has a heart, you didn't hurt him in vain. Lao Wu said intimately.

Uncle Nine smiled with relief, and Lao Wu stepped back.

The sun at four o'clock in the afternoon, not strong or strong, like a layer of golden armor, draped on the ninth uncle who was lying in the ancient rattan rocking chair, he kept his eyes closed, his expression was peaceful, and the lion's head in his hand was warm and warm.

60 years ago, he was only 16 years old, and he was a young man. The top and bottom of the Qinglong Gang know that the old Wu family of the Qinglong Gang has produced a genius, who has been well-read and knowledgeable since he was a child, and he can recite it by ear.

At that time, Liu Lao's gang leader thought that when the auspicious people came, there would be happy events. I secretly speculated in my heart that the Qinglong Sect has been guarding Jiangbei for hundreds of years, just to protect a key, and now that a stranger like Wu Jiang has come, is God hinting that the Qinglong Gang will have a result in his generation?!

Since then, Liu Lao's gang leader has treated Wujiang even more seriously and favorably, and the entire Qinglong Gang has allowed him to enter and exit freely, as if he was in his own home.

On this day, he was watching the "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" in the study when he suddenly heard a joyful sound outside, he got up curiously and went out, and found several women and maids outside, who were hugging a little girl on a swing. This little girl, with a pink head and a pink face, big eyes looking left and right, as if she could speak, and her red mouth was grinning, laughing happily. The jet-black little hair is combed in two double buns, like a wishful doll in a New Year's painting. He watched her smile, and he laughed alongside her.

The little girl saw a young man in white standing opposite her, and called the maid to call him. She said, "Big brother, who are you?"

He replied with a smile: "My name is Wu Jiang, the grandson of the housekeeper Wu Qi." ”

The little girl said "oh". Shaking his big eyes, he said, "Big brother, come and push me, I want to fly high."

The maid woman had to dodge, Wu Jiang pushed her, she was very happy, obviously the big brother was stronger than those maids, she shouted: "Big brother, a little taller!"

Wu Jiang pushed hard, watching her like a happy swallow, flying in the wind.

Thinking of this, Uncle Nine's eyes suddenly opened. Because he deeply remembered that five years ago, when he was doing tai chi in the courtyard, the butler suddenly ran in and shouted: "Oh no!

Uncle Nine looked at the panicked Lao Wu, dissatisfied in his heart, and said slightly angrily, "Old Wu, what else can make you lose your identity again?!"

Lao Wu didn't pay attention to the old man's anger, just said: "Master, the eldest lady is her, the eldest lady is gone!"

After saying that, tears fell.

At this time, the ninth uncle, who has been in the rivers and lakes all his life, has been light on everything, is like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, standing there in a daze, after a while, he came to his senses, and he didn't care about changing his clothes, and ran directly outside, Lao Wu caught up and called a driver to drive them all the way to Gaofu.

As soon as they arrived in Gaofu, they saw pieces of white silk floating all over the Gao family, and heard pieces of crying ringing in their ears, and he staggered in under the support of Lao Wu, and saw Gao Zhan, who was crying bitterly in the mourning hall. Uncle Nine stepped forward and grabbed Gao Zhan's collar, and painfully squeezed out a few words from his throat: "Why didn't she have it?!"

Gao Zhan's eyes were sunken, his expression was sad, and he said gloomily: "A few days ago, I contracted a serious illness, and I suddenly had heart failure this morning, and I haven't arrived at the hospital yet... People just..."Talking and crying, I can't go on.

Uncle Nine looked at him with tears streaming down his face, pushed him aside fiercely, and saw the pair of talking black eyes on the opposite mourning hall, suddenly palpitated, his eyes went black, and he fell.

When he woke up again, the Gao family had already taken care of Mrs. Gao's funeral.

From then on, Uncle Nine no longer cared about the affairs of the rivers and lakes, and even left all the affairs of the Qingyu Gang to Meng Zihao to take care of. He only focused on one thing, and that was Liu Qian's death.