After the incident of the Yu Lan Festival, Ran'er's family was even more convinced of Yao Shuangcheng's Nine Palace Soul Locking Array. The mother has not only spoken, but also gathered paper ashes into words, and now she strokes the piano to show her mentality, whether it is grandparents or Ran'er Qinglian, she is happy in her eyes. We are all looking forward to the day of meeting.

In the blink of an eye, it is August again, and August is a season of reunion, a busy season, and a season of harvest. The rice of the five acres of paddy field, under the careful care of Zhang Dazhu, once again obtained a bumper harvest. Now that Ran'er's family has built a new house, she no longer worries about having nowhere to store food. All the grain is stored in the storage room in the front yard of the new house. Two spacious storage rooms, filled with bags of grain.

Grandpa sometimes jokes about Ran'er and Qinglian.

"Ran'er Lian'er, you bought such a family business at a young age, and you will have it in the future?"

"Grandpa, what is this, in the future, we will earn more money, so that grandpa and grandma can live on the money."

Qinglian's words drew a heartfelt laugh from her grandfather and grandmother.

"Grandparents and grandmothers, my mother's biggest regret is that I couldn't fulfill my filial piety in front of the second elder, and the second elder won't go back to Cannes in the future, stay here, let me and Sister Lian'er serve you."

Ran'er is always soft and soft, and she speaks softly, always with an indifferent and friendly flavor in her tone.

"Okay, your grandmother and I will stay here for a few more days, and we will always see Wei'er, so that our hearts can be completely steady."

Grandpa's words also expressed my grandmother's heart.

Harvesting rice, plowing the fields, planting winter wheat, and an August passed in a hurry. On September 20, Zhang Dazhu began to dig lotus roots in the pond. As the size of the pond increases, so does the yield of lotus roots. Yao Wenlin's carriage to pull the lotus root arrived on the third day of October. Yao Shuangcheng came with the car. This made my grandfather overjoyed, and as soon as they met, he took Yao Shuangcheng's hand and said:

"It's great that Brother Yao can come. Our family has always wanted to thank my brother for setting up a soul locking array for Wei'er, but I didn't have the opportunity, I must stay longer this time. ”

"Yes, Grandpa Yao, let's just stay until the end of the year this time."

Ran'er and Qinglian were also persuading on the side.

"Okay, I'll stay longer. Wenlin just pulls your lotus root, and doesn't worry about me. ”

Yao Shuangcheng agreed with a smile, and at the same time told Yao Wenlin to just do his own thing.

"Father, since you and Uncle Ge are rare to see each other, you can stay longer, with me at home, father doesn't have to worry."

This year, the lotus root of Ran'er's family produced a total of more than 12,000 catties, because it is the first year to expand the pond, the output has not yet reached the peak, and it is estimated that next year, the output can reach 15,000 catties. The price given by Yao Wenlin is still four cents a catty, the cost of going out to invite people is half a penny per catty, and the lotus root is sold for a total of fifty-two taels of silver and another five hundred dollars. Although Zhang Dazhu is a long-term worker in Ran'er's family, Ran'er still pays him an extra salary of half a penny per catty of lotus root as the person who invited him. Last year, it was like that.

The next thing is to sell fish, and there is Zhang Dazhu and Zhang Luo, so you don't have to worry about Ran'er and Qinglian.

More than 12,000 catties of lotus roots, Yao Wenlin pulled two carts before pulling them all away. At the end of the car, Yao Wenlin said to Ran'er:

"At the end of the year, when I come to pick up my father, my sister will leave me some carp, and I can sell it for a good price during the New Year."

"Okay, how much does the uncle want to keep?"

"Five hundred catties, the price is according to the price you sell locally."

After Yao Shuangcheng settled in Ran'er's house, he discussed with his grandfather every day. When Ran'er and Qinglian had nothing to do, they would also sit next to them, making tea for the two of them, listening carefully, and occasionally asking a question or two.

Since I was busy with the lotus root business, there was nothing big to do at home. Ran'er, Qinglian, and Xiaoyu had more time to learn to play the piano with their grandmother. Every day, in the small building where Lian'er and Ran'er live, there will be a sound of tinkling and melodious pianos.

By the beginning of November, Yao Shuangcheng had been at Ran'er's house for more than a month. Grandpa found that Yao Shuangcheng seemed to have something on his mind. Because Yao Shuangcheng has not shown it, his grandfather is not easy to take the initiative to ask. Recently, Yao Shuangcheng always looked like he wanted to talk and stopped, and his grandfather couldn't hold it back, and finally one day after dinner, when several people were sitting together chatting, he openly asked:

"Brother Yao, do you have anything to say?"

"Hehe, my brother really has something to say, but every time the words come to his mouth, he really can't say it."

It can be heard that there is some embarrassment in Yao Shuangcheng's laughter.

"Brother Yao, even if you have anything to say, who will blame you here?"

"Since Brother Ge said so, I just said it, and it's really uncomfortable to hold it in my heart."

"Say, if there is anything difficult to say, let's discuss it."

"That's right, at the beginning of the year, the county lord of Lingyin of the Rui Wangfu in the capital suddenly fell ill, and before he could be treated, he passed away for a long time. The county lord of Lingyin is the most beloved county lord of Rui, and the prince of Rui is very sad about the death of the county lord of Lingyin. But people can't be resurrected after death, and Prince Rui can only put more thought into the funeral of Lord Lingyin. ”

Speaking of this, Yao Shuangcheng took a sip of tea, looked at Ran'er and Qinglian, and then continued:

"Lord Rui doesn't want to bury Lord Lingyin in the ancestral tomb. He sent someone to invite me to the palace, and wanted me to choose a good cemetery for the lord of Lingyin. In the words, he asked me to find a cave for the lord of Lingyin to nourish yin. I rejected the prince at that time. I said: "Lord, the acupoint of raising yin is only recorded in the classics, but no one has ever met it in reality, even my teacher Master Cao Mao spent his whole life and couldn't find it. ”

After a pause, he took two sips of the teacup, Yao Shuangcheng said:

"But the prince didn't listen to my explanation, he had to give it a try, although the prince finally said that he couldn't find it and didn't blame me, but I was not sure in my heart. After saying goodbye to the prince, I have been thinking about this matter in my heart. After returning home, Rui Wangfu sent people to inquire about the news every half month and ten days. In the past six months, my brother's heart has really been up and down. Therefore, this time I came over with Wenlin, and I wanted to discuss with Brother Ge and Ran'er Lian'er to see if I could bury Lord Lingyin here. You just have to rest assured, I, Yao Shuangcheng, promise with my life, first, that the burial of the county lord here will never affect the condensation of Ran Erniang's soul, and second, I will never leak the fact that this place is a place to raise yin to the prince and anyone within five years. ”

After listening to Yao Shuangcheng's words, his grandparents and Ran'er Qinglian did not speak out for a while. This is not a trivial matter, no wonder Yao Shuangcheng held back at home for more than half a year before coming, no wonder after coming, he always looked like he wanted to talk and stopped.