The family is only one alley away from the Miao widow's house, and there is an elderly man in his sixties, as well as a son, daughter-in-law and two grandchildren. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The old man's name is Ye Lanfang, his son's name is Ye Qisheng, and his daughter-in-law is also surnamed Ye and is called Ye Yin.

And Ye Lanfang's husband died in his early years.

Ye Qisheng welcomed the arrival of the three of Zhanyan, Ye Yin was also extremely hospitable and smiling, and even the two grandsons opened two pairs of eyes around the three of them, looking curiously at the three poor masters in government clothes.

Ye Lanfang is old, but she is still very energetic, when the three of them arrived, she was leaning on the reclining chair in the small courtyard and basking in the afternoon sun.

Seeing the faces of the three of them for the first time, Ye Lanfang slowly got up from the chair and said with great insight:

"This poor master should be the head catcher of the Yamen, right?"

Zhan Yan nodded: "Old man, sit down quickly, let's sit down and say something." ”

Ye Lanfang sat down on the reclining chair again, Ye Qisheng and Ye Yin also took out three wooden stools from the house for Zhan Yan and the three of them to sit down, Ye Yin served the three of them the best tea in the house, and then went to the kitchen to continue to work.

Ye Qisheng also took a low stool and sat down in the courtyard to accompany him, and Ye Lanfang's two grandsons, who were about seven and nine years old, were laughing and playing around a few people.

Yin Qiqi saw that the old man's son was filial, his daughter-in-law was gentle, and his grandson was around his knees, and he only felt that there was probably no more joy than this.

Hua Zilai pointed at Zhanyan and asked Ye Lanfang: "How does the old man know that this is the big catcher of our yamen?" Have you seen it before? ”

Ye Lanfang smiled kindly: "I haven't seen it, it's just that when I was young, I saw this yamen official uniform worn by other head-catchers." ”

It dawned on the flower that the straight road was like this.

Yin Qiqi kept a heart and asked, "I don't know when the old man has ever seen the head catcher of the yamen come to Bianye Village?" And why? ”

Ye Lanfang will be silent.

As if she was remembering, as if she was remembering something bad, her wrinkled face no longer had the kindness and kindness she had seen when she first saw the three of them.

Zhan Yan and Yin Seventeen, and Hua Zilai looked at each other.

Yin Qiqi also leaned over to Ye Qisheng and asked in a low voice:

"Uncle Ye, did I say the wrong thing?"

Ye Qisheng smiled at Yin Seventeen, signaling that she didn't have to care, and said:

"My mother will be like this as soon as she mentions the past, it's not that Yin Kuaishou said something wrong, don't be surprised by the three of you!"

What is the case when it comes to the past?

Could it be that the previous things were very bad, so that even if Ye Lanfang, an old man, was over sixty years old, he still had such a sad and sad look when he thought of it?

Yin Seventeen was puzzled in his heart, which can be described as unpleasant:

"Uncle Ye, can you tell us a thing or two about the past?"

Ye Qisheng didn't have anything to hide, but he said:

"I also want to know what bad things my mother has seen or experienced before, but my mother has always been tight-lipped about me, even my sister, who has always talked to my mother the most, and my mother never said it."

Hua Zilai also leaned over and asked, "Isn't the uncle's sister asking either?" ”

Ye Qisheng said: "I asked, but my mother only reprimanded my sister, and she was not allowed to mention the previous things, my sister was not convinced, and quarreled with my mother for a few words, my mother was so angry that she was angry on the spot, and almost fainted, my sister was frightened, and I was also frightened, and since then my sister and I have not dared to mention it again!" ”

Yin Seventeen was worried: "Then I'll mention it, the old man will be fine, right?" ”

She looked at the old man Ye Lanfang worriedly.

Ye Qisheng said: "Yin Kuaishou doesn't have to worry, it's also strange, since the quarrel with my sister, my mother will not be so excited that she can't suppress it when she hears others mention the past, but she will not reply to half a word, and no longer look at people, just be silent and no longer speak." ”

Zhan Yan looked at Ye Lanfang, and sure enough, she saw that she had re-laid down in the recliner without saying a word, her hands clasped together and rested lightly on her stomach, her eyes were closed, and she didn't know whether she was asleep or pretending to sleep.

But in a word, Ye Lanfang was really as Ye Qisheng said, she didn't reply half a word, and she no longer looked at people, and was completely silent.

Hua Zilai strangely wanted to get closer to see if Ye Lanfang was really asleep, but Zhan Yan stopped her:

"Don't startle the old man."

The flower sat back on the wooden bench.

Yin Seventeen intuitively felt that Ye Lanfang's previous things stored in his memory must not be simple, and there must be something abnormal.

It can be seen that Ye Lanfang is like this, and she also understands that she will not be able to ask anything for a while, so she changed the question:

"Uncle Ye, the 'Ye Clan Ancestral Hall' built in the middle of Bian Ye Village is from your clan, right?"

Ye Qisheng motioned for Yin Seventeen to wait, then got up and walked to the house.

When he came back later, he had an extra thin quilt in his hand.

He lightly put the thin quilt on Ye Lanfang's body, and carefully tucked the corners of the quilt on both sides, and sat back on the low stool after seeing that there was nothing wrong.

Seeing him like this, the three people in the courtyard were all moved, and they all said in their hearts that this Ye Qisheng was really a filial son.

As soon as Ye Qisheng sat back on the low stool, he replied: "That ancestral hall is indeed in my clan, but now that the descendants of the Ye family are scattered, the ancestral hall may not have been repaired for a long time, it is old and dilapidated, and it is no longer what it looks like. ”

Ye Qisheng's sense of smell was very sensitive, and he immediately said the intention of the three of them to come.

In this way, Zhan Yan was not polite, although he didn't plan to be polite.

But as soon as they came, the old mother of the family became silent because of the mention of the past, and the three of them were always a little embarrassed.

Zhan Yan said: "This time I came to disturb, I really have something to trouble Uncle Ye, I wonder if outsiders can enter the 'Ye Clan Ancestral Hall' to take a look?" ”

Ye Qisheng seemed to be surprised: "Why is the poor master so interested in our Ye family's ancestral hall?" ”

Yin Seventeen said: "As Uncle Ye said, this time we are here for the murder of the widow Miao in Bianluo Village. ”

As soon as he heard about the case of Widow Miao, Ye Qisheng looked at Hua Zilai and said:

"I've already asked about it in the morning, I don't know what else to ask? If there is anything else to ask, please ask the three masters to ask, and I will tell you the truth, but ......"

He looked at Zhan Yan in embarrassment, after all, Zhan Yan was the big catcher of the Yamen, and no matter how hard he tried to defend the rules of his clan ancestral hall, he was a little pressured:

"Zhan Zhutou, I can't say anything about entering the ancestral hall, and I can't be the master, I'm afraid I won't be able to help the three masters......"

Zhan Yan didn't pester Ye Qisheng, and instead asked:

"Then dare to ask Uncle Ye, who is the master of the ancestral hall who has done this?"

Ye Qisheng's embarrassed expression deepened, and it was gradually changing.

Yin Qiqi watched Ye Qisheng gradually change from embarrassment to secrecy, and his heart suddenly clicked.