After discussing the specific matters, several people said goodbye to the owner of the house, and Guo Hui saw them off with his eyes and said goodbye to the backs of several of them.

On the way back to He's house, Mrs. He was still worried and worried. She felt that this matter was a little strange, and even wondered if the person of the Seventh Highness had other intentions and deliberately found someone to use to plot against her.

He Rumo took in Mrs. He's strange look, and he stopped, thinking about solving the confusion in Mrs. He's heart one by one.

"What's the matter, why are you hesitating, let's go home quickly." Mrs. He seemed to be deliberately hiding her inner thoughts, and as soon as her words changed, she wanted to go over the matter and not talk deeply.

"Mother, you don't have to be so restrained, if you have anything you want to ask, you and I are all dusty in this remote corner, and no one will pay attention to it."

He Rumo's speech was straightforward, he really didn't want his mother to wear a mask to cover herself all day long.

"Okay, let me ask you, you talked to that person named Guo Hui, do you really believe that he will help to replace this matter for your mother?" When Mrs. He questioned this, her brows were almost twisted together. Her tone rose, obviously unwilling to give Guo Hui any trust.

Seeing that He Rumo did not say anything to answer her, Mrs. He continued to explain the "basis" she guessed one by one.

"First, the man's clothes are tattered and his condition is very miserable, second, the man's history is indistinguishable from good and bad, and third, the man's words are flickering and plausible." These three so-called "basis" Qiu are only one-sided words after all, and He Rumo can only answer with a smile after hearing it.

"Mother, listen to me, Guo Huinei is not as unbearable as you think, and it is not as simple as you think." When Mrs. He heard this, she still couldn't get rid of her sorrow. "Although he is dressed in tatters and has a shabby residence, mother, have you ever thought that he is just using this to disguise his identity to avoid the inspection of government personnel?" He Rumo made his words clear. The explanation is quite clear.

His words were not unfounded, and a moment before he had looked around the room with his eyes. Under the layers of straw mats, he had the privilege of seeing something that had not yet been completely covered. A little bit of gold.

Listening to her son's affirmative words, Mrs. He finally let go of her long-guarded heart, she squeezed her palms tightly, and then said something unprecedentedly.

"Okay, for my mother, I believe you once. Believe in Him Again! This sentence should be extremely easy for ordinary people, but for Mrs. He, this is an extremely difficult step for her.

"Then let's go home, and wait for the arrangement of fate." He Rumo saw that his mother's attitude changed slightly, and his complexion was stable, and even his words seemed a little lighter.

Mrs. He's body tilted, and she was about to start the return journey with a few people. At such moments, a slight call jumped into her ears again.

"Mother, wait, I want to see you a few more times." Jin'er didn't follow the pace of the others. She tugged at the hem of Dongli's clothes, but she stood still and didn't move. Mrs. He smiled, stepped forward and took Jin'er into her arms, her doting voice was like the warm sun in winter, slowly penetrating into Jin'er's heart.

"Silly boy, what's so good to look at for your mother, even if you want to see the opportunity, it's always there." Mrs. He said softly. She has not felt the warmth of such a tight hug for a long time.

Jin'er shook her head, and then forced herself to retreat a little, so close at hand. She happened to be able to see her mother's eye and mother.

"Mother, say goodbye, if I stay in He Mansion for one more day, your risk will be heavier. All I can do is cut off from you for a while. Jin'er said sonorously, and the perseverance in her eyes Mrs. He could clearly see.

He Rumo knew that Jin'er's temperament was hard, so he didn't persuade him more. Since this is a decision she made, then as an elder brother, he should also be given a chance to choose.

"If you really want to leave, can you still see you?" Mrs. He was resolute when she saw Jin'er. Then he asked again tentatively. If the situation is limited and she can't be by her side, then the occasional meeting is enough for her.

"Mother, my brother knows where I am, if you want to see me, you can go for a few days." Jin'er wiped away the tears stained on Mrs. He's face, and endured the sadness in her heart.

The two fell into each other's remote alleys for a long time, and Mrs. He was willing to watch Jin'er leave, seeing that there was a man next to Jin'er who could take care of her, Mrs. He was both sad and a little relieved.

The backs of the two of them walking side by side are reflected in the little aperture, and they suddenly look warm.

"Let's go back to the house too, after all, it's better not to involve Jin'er in this matter." He Rumo said a word of comfort to Mrs. He with red eyes.

In fact, taking advantage of the gap between Fang Cai, he also explained a few words to Dongli. Although the words he said were ordinary entrusted words, he was a person who valued affection after all, and the sadness of parting suddenly arose in his heart as he spoke.

After all these years, how unpredictable will it be to meet again?

Supporting Mrs. He, He Rumo embarked on the journey home. The two are by each other's side, and at such moments, they can only rely on each other to fill the gap where one person is missing.

"By the way, mother, have you placed the old man's body?" On the way home, He Rumo secretly thought about it for a long time, and finally asked. As the son of Hefu, although he is not so filial, at least he should have asked.

"You kid, I wanted to talk about you for a long time, and you should always call your father with the honorific title of father!" When He Rumo heard this, his expression immediately became a little impatient.

He once wanted to change the so-called title, but he was used to it, so he didn't insist on changing it.

"Okay, okay, it's changed, then, Father, can you settle it?" He Rumo changed his tone and asked again. At this moment, for the sake of concern, it is not unreasonable to change the title for the time being.

"Your Father, I have laid him in a sandalwood coffin. Thinking of a few days ago, my mother did a lot of unforgivable and ridiculous things. Mrs. He sighed at the past, her eyebrows full of regret.

At the moment of the incident, the authorities were all lost. However, with the passage of time and the influence of others, the result has changed a lot. The authorities, who often escape the mystery, also see things more clearly.

"Don't talk about that, let's go home, there's a lot of things left for us to face." He Rumo couldn't think of any comforting words, so he had to say like this.

Mrs. He nodded, and with his support, she gradually returned to the He Mansion.

Before the hour comes, no one can make a premature conclusion.

However, the hour often comes in a hurry, and no one can grasp it lightly.

In the room of one person and one place, the unsettled words broke the silence of the early morning. When the dewdrop heard the words, as if frightened, it fled from the branch in a hurry by the breeze, and fell lightly, so that the green leaves rolled slightly. (To be continued.) )