Chen Yingxue's eyes looked at the bedside table, and sure enough, a pair of very delicate earrings were lying there quietly.

Chen Yingxue's mood suddenly fell to the bottom.

She, stayed here last night?

Li Zihao saw Ying Xue's face darken, pulled Ying Xue's arm, and explained anxiously, "Ying Xue, it's not what you think, I and Mr. An, nothing happened, you believe me." ”

I thought that Yingxue would quarrel with herself, but she was as calm as ever, which made Li Zihao even more uneasy, "Mr. An sent my mother back yesterday, and when I got home, it was almost dark, so I stayed with her overnight, I lived with my mother, you believe me." ”

Chen Yingxue said calmly: "I believe in you." ”

Hearing Yingxue say this, Li Zihao didn't know what to say.

The atmosphere froze for a moment.

Li Zihao took Yingxue's hand, she didn't dodge, but looked out the window very blankly, it seemed that she didn't want to listen to Li Zihao's explanation, and it seemed that there was no need to explain.

The atmosphere was tense and seemed to be on the verge of eruption.

Someone spoke at the door, "Aunt Li, are you at home?" ”

Zihao's mother heard the sound and went out, and it was Lao Wang, a neighbor on West Street in the village.

"At home, why do you have to come here today?"

I heard someone talking, "I heard that Zihao's girlfriend is here?" ”

The corners of Mother Li's mouth moved unnaturally, subconsciously she didn't want people to see Yingxue, and was trying to find an excuse to prevaricate the past, when Zihao just walked out.

"Uncle Wang, come in and sit."

Zihao beckoned people into the house, they were all villagers from the village, and he got straight to the point when he spoke, "Zihao, I heard that your girlfriend works with the archaeological team, is it true?" ”

Zihao did not deny it, "I worked as an assistant to a respected professor." ”

After hearing this, the visitor was very excited, "I heard from Lao Li in the village that your girlfriend is here, I have something and want her to help me take a look." ”

Zihao didn't see his mother's slightly awkward face, "Uncle Wang, wait a minute, I'll call her." ”

Zihao entered the house and saw Yingxue looking at the sketch she had drawn, stepped forward and shook her hand gently, Yingxue saw him come back, closed the book, and still didn't want to talk to him.

Li Zihao was glad that Uncle Wang's arrival gave him a reason to talk to Yingxue.

The matter of the studs, Yingxue minds, but I really don't know how to explain it, as if, the more I explain, the more I show that my heart is weak.

It's easy to have a chance to divert the topic.

"Yingxue, Uncle Wang wants you to help watch something, is it convenient?"

Yingxue didn't want to be in front of outsiders, so she pushed his face, mumbled, and walked out, Zihao followed behind, and Yingxue was willing to take care of herself, which made him a little happy in his heart.

Uncle Wang took out a thing wrapped in old cloth from his pocket, opened it layer by layer, and handed it to Yingxue, it was a booklet.

Yingxue took out gloves from her bag and put them on, picked up the booklet, opened it, and the Wang family tree, a few words appeared in front of her.

The softness of the paper is medium, the color is dark, slightly yellow, and the traces left by the long time.

Yingxue flipped through a few pages, her face changed suddenly, and she saw the name of Brother Chongyi's father, as well as the fact that from birth to old age, it was recorded almost every year.

Together with the family moving north, it was also the same year, from Lin'an to Shandong, the same place, the same name!

Until, seeing the portrait, Chen Yingxue's heart was pounding, it was the genealogy of Brother Chongyi's family.

I really want to know the news of Brother Chongyi, and I am even more timid about my hometown, I want to know, but I am afraid to know.

Chen Yingxue trembled her hands, turned back, and finally saw Brother Chongyi's familiar face, but in the portrait, he was nearly middle-aged, and he was much older than the appearance in his impression.

The face that had not been seen for a long time, Chen Yingxue's eyes gradually moistened, and her heart beat hard.

Looking down, in Tianxi 1017, Wang Chongyi High School Jinke Yijia, at the end of the same year, got married, the second daughter of the right prime minister, unexpectedly, the same year that she plunged into the lotus pond.

Yingxue's heart was sadly stagnant for a few seconds, unable to breathe.

Continue to watch, in the second year of the Dragon Boat Festival, I was happy to get a linzi, and at the end of the year, I got another son, Brother Chongyi, you actually accepted a concubine.

Didn't you say that the life of a concubine was difficult?

How can you take a concubine after less than a year of marriage?

Are you a last resort, or can't you compete with the world after all?

Brother Chongyi, did the original affection hurt you too deeply, or are you a partial person?

Chen Yingxue thought that Chongyi would be depressed for a while, and even afraid that he would be wasted, but it turned out that he was just self-righteous.

The former vow of the alliance could not withstand the world in the end, and he was still immersed in the past in vain, protecting the affection of his former childhood sweetheart.