There is not much difference in the height and appearance of the two, especially the facial features, there is no particularly obvious difference, such as those features that are easy to remember at a glance, such as turning the nostrils to the sky, nose and ears. As long as you don't have these characteristics, it's not easy to spot as someone else.

Yang Xianmao really took several hours, and his disguise technique was very exquisite, even if you rubbed your hands on your face, you wouldn't find any flaws.

After Yang Xianmao put on her makeup, she took the bronze mirror and looked at it, and sure enough, there were eight or nine points similar to that, which was enough.

Yang Xianmao put on makeup, put on the * robe, and learned his movements and the flamboyant appearance of his speech, and felt that it was not bad.

By the time Yang Xianmao put on his makeup, it was already dawn, and he had already settled the rent the night before. He jumped out of the window and climbed out of the wall of the inn, hid in the darkness, hid on a secluded roof, leaned on the roof to sleep, and slept until three o'clock in the morning, the sun was a little hot, then he got off the roof, came out of the secluded alley, and then pretended to be a stranger and asked for directions, and after learning about Qian Feihu's home, he came all the way to Qian Feihu's door.

Yang Xianmao swaggered up the steps, and at this time two men with tigers and bears stopped him, but he saw that he was wearing a brocade robe, and his expression was very arrogant. It should be the child of a rich family, so he arched his hand and said, "This son, is there something wrong?"

Yang Xianmao put his hands behind his back, his nostrils turned to the sky, and said with an unstoppable look: "You hurry in and spread the word, saying that the old lady's nephew* is here, let them open the door and welcome me in, I tell you to hurry up, don't let Young Master Ben bask under the poisonous sun, otherwise you will look good." ”

When the two of them heard this, it turned out to be the old lady's nephew, and they were startled, and quickly ran in with a smile on their faces.

After a while, he came back with a domineering face, and yelled at Yang Xianmao: "What kind of trouble? The old lady said that she didn't know you, and asked you which nephew you were?"

The old lady is old and has a bad memory, so she is afraid that she can't really remember it, so she roared with a look of righteous indignation: "I am from Yuzhou, my father is a rich man, you go and tell the old lady, she went back to her parents' house when she was young, and she saw me, I was only five years old at the time, and she also took me to the town to buy maltose, you can go and ask her if she remembers." ”

The porter heard Yang Xianmao say so surely, and looked at him suspiciously, and quickly ran in to report, only a moment later, an old mother and a maid came out of the porter, and the maid smiled and said to Yang Xianmao: "It's the young master, I'm really sorry, the old lady didn't think of it for a while, let you in, go quickly, the old lady is waiting for you behind." ”

Yang Xianmao snorted, glanced at the two porters and said, "You two boys are waiting for me, you dare to let Young Master Ben bask in the sun at the door for half a day, and you will definitely look good when the time comes." ”

As soon as the two porters heard that it was really the young master, although they were the young masters, they were also the young masters, and they were also the masters, so they hurriedly laughed with their waists, and even said that they were not compensatory.

Yang Xianmao followed the old lady and the maid all the way inside, and asked about the old lady's body and the situation of her uncle and cousin, and the maid replied respectfully. It's just that Yang Xianmao can hear it, and their respect is also pretended, and they don't seem to value themselves very much. Of course, Yang Xianmao knows the truth of this, because judging from what *I said before, the fact that *the family has been ruined by the *loser has already reached the ears of the old lady.

The old lady and even the people of the Qian family also know that he is a loser, and now he has come to the end of the road to take refuge, so naturally he will not really think that he is a young master. As the old saying goes, don't bake the lamp when it's cold, and don't go to your relatives if you're poor. If you go to your relatives at the end of the road, you will be looked down upon nine times out of ten.

The Qian family's house is really big enough, and it took a long time to reach the backyard, and during this time, they have passed through the courtyards of all sizes one by one, and finally arrived at an exquisite courtyard, and there is an old mother at the door. Seeing him, he seemed to know his identity, and greeted the young master.

Yang Xianmao looked like a master, snorted in her nostrils, didn't even look at it, followed the old mother into the garden, and came to the lobby of the main house.

Under the porch, the old lady with a puffed mouth lived a dragon-headed crutch of golden silk nanmu, which was half a section higher than her head, squinting at a pair of presbyopia eyes and walking towards him, and a large number of maids and women next to him, and a few young and beautiful, who seemed to be daughters-in-law and granddaughters or something. Yang Xianmao looked at this posture and thought to herself, this old lady still valued her distant grandson a little, and even called all the ladies in the house together to greet her. I can't help but feel a little more calm, as long as I have the support of the old lady, I won't be too embarrassed in the Qian family, and I won't be too aggrieved.

Yang Xianmao came to the bottom of the corridor, and the old lady looked at him and said, "Dongliang, are you really Dongliang?"

"Grandma, I'm the pillar, the pillar kowtows to grandma. ”

Yang Xianmao took off his robe and knelt at the foot of the steps and kowtowed a few times, thinking that he was old and had assumed the identity of others, of course these heads were inevitable.

Mrs. Yang hurriedly instructed the maids beside her: "Quickly help the young master up." ”

A few maids hurriedly came up and helped Yang Xianmao up.

Yang Xianmao went up the steps and came to Mrs. Yang's side. Old Mrs. Yang stretched out her skinny hand, fumbled and grabbed his arm, looked him up and down, and said, "Oh, what a pillar, you have grown so big, you look exactly like your father when he was a child." Why is your father gone so early? ”

The old lady cried with her cane on her crutches.

Yang Xianmao hurriedly comforted and said, "Grandma, don't be sad. If you want to cry, I will cry too. ”

After that, he grinned and howled, and when the maid next to him heard it, the young master was clearly acting. The sound of dry howls was loud and loud, but there was not a tear on his face, and he blinked vigorously, trying to squeeze out tears. It's really funny, some of the little maids covered their mouths and laughed, but they felt too rude and hurried, covering their mouths and coughing twice to cover up, and some of them also shed tears with the old lady.

The old lady was made to cry and laugh by Yang Xianmao's somewhat contrived howl, so she put away her tears, pulled him and said, "Go talk to grandma in the house." ”

After that, he took Yang Xianmao's hand, stepped over the high red lacquer threshold, stepped on the ground paved with blue bricks, and walked into the hall. The old lady took him all the way to a soft couch and sat down, pulled Yang Xianmao to sit beside her, and the other daughters-in-law and girls also sat next to each other.

The old lady said to Yang Xianmao: "It's really a coincidence that you came, just now we are discussing a matter, saying that these relatives in the family will all get together, just so you can meet one by one, you don't have to go to the door one by one, I will introduce you one by one." ”

Only then did Yang Xianmao know that people were not gathering together to greet him, but discussing things together, and he happened to bump into him, and he was really a little sentimental just now.

Under this introduction, Yang Xianmao knew that this was really a big family, just this Qian Feihu had five brothers, and a few sisters, some of whom were already married, and some of them were still waiting for the boudoir, plus their respective insiders, as well as their sons and daughters, adding up to dozens, surrounded a big room, after this introduction, Yang Xianmao's head was dizzy, just mechanically followed the old lady, and the old lady asked him to call him whatever he wanted, with a smiling face.

Some of these middle-aged women, plus some big girls and little daughters-in-law, smiled at him, some just nodded politely at him, and more with a little indifference. Yang Xianmao could be sure that if it weren't for the old lady by his side, they were afraid that they wouldn't even nod their heads.

When introducing these girls of his generation, the first one to be introduced was Qian Duoduo.

This woman looks a little beautiful, with a slender figure, bright eyes and bright teeth, clean skin, and eyes like stars. It's just that there is a little more indifference in those eyes, which makes people feel very uncomfortable to look at.

Of course, Yang Xianmao would not pay more attention to her, he originally wanted to see the maid osmanthus, because this was a gathering of the master's family, and the personal maid and the old mother were all waiting outside the house, Yang Xianmao did not see the target he was looking for.

But now that she has locked her master, she should be able to find the person she is looking for soon.

It took a long time to finish introducing them one by one, and Yang Xianmao didn't remember a few people, just a familiar face, he had a very good memory, and he remembered each other's generations clearly.

The only thing that caused a little trouble was that when he was introduced to his second aunt, Yang Xianmao respectfully called out according to the old lady's instructions: "Second aunt." ”

The woman with the sharp mouth and monkey cheeks smiled very fakely and said: "It's the second cousin, this cousin can't be saved, one more word and one less word, this distant relatives are far behind." ”

When the old lady heard this, she glared at her very unhappily, but she pretended not to see it.

The old lady said to Yang Xianmao: "Now your uncle and they are still discussing things in the cafeteria, it is very important, you don't bother for the time being, when the matter is over, I will naturally take you to meet them." ”

Yang Xianmao hurriedly asked, "What is the matter?"

The old lady said: "There is an enemy who wants to seek revenge, but don't worry, with your uncles and a large group of friends in the rivers and lakes, nothing will happen." ”

The second aunt who listened to it snorted and said, "If it weren't for the eldest master messing with flowers and grass outside, how could he bring so much trouble to a large family, it's true." ”

Yang Xianmao looked at her second aunt and saw that she had a sharp mouth and monkey gills, and at first glance it was not a fuel-efficient lamp, so she bluntly said in front of the old lady that the eldest master was not. The eldest aunt sitting next to her lowered her eyebrows, like a bodhisattva, as if she hadn't heard. Old Madam Yang said with a straight face: "You can't say that, this matter is already very clear, it is the woman who posted it to the door by herself." The two of them fought jealously, and only then did they kill people, how can they splash this kind of sewage on our Qian family?"