Biluocheng is a small town near the sea in the south of Nanjiaguo, with a warm climate and Changchun all year round. The light red blue falling flowers, blooming and falling, the twelve full moons of the year are missing, and they flow in the blue of the sea and the shallow crimson color of the sea of blue flowers.

The Qing family is the largest family in Biluo City, there are more than a dozen warriors and three martial artists in the clan, one of which is the city lord of Biluo City, and the contemporary head of the Qing family, Qing Mu. Although Biluo City is only a remote small town, and the Qing family is only a small family, in Biluo City, most of the people who come and go are people with status. And today, an ordinary cyan carriage stopped in front of the vermilion gate of the Qing family.

The driver of the car was dressed in ordinary coarse cloth clothes and was about fifty years old. However, there was not a trace of white hair on his head, and his eyes were hidden in the calm that saw through the vicissitudes of life. Although he is just a subordinate, he is magnificent, and he does not have the slightest despicability, but has a little elder style. If someone can look closely, they will find that this person actually has the cultivation of a martial artist, and can be sharp and restrained, back to the basics.

I saw him knock lightly on the carriage: "Miss, the Qing family has arrived, and let the old slave go to report." ”

"Hmm. I'm tired of Uncle Zhu. The immature voice, clear and astringent, shows that the owner is a little girl who has not yet grown up.

The old man, who was called "Uncle Bamboo" by the little girl, took out the name card from his sleeve, stepped forward and said to the family: "My young lady is the widow of the ninth aunt and grandmother of the Qing family. Tired two reports. ”

The two families were stunned at first, but those who can do it in large families have a bit of a look at people's eyes. Although people are polite, but looking at that bearing, they are only afraid that they are not simple people. In case what people say is true, the one in the car is the Qing family's cousin.

"Wait a minute, I'll be back here." A man dressed in black is colorful.

"Yuanyuan, Yuanyuan is really gone?" Qing Mu looked at the tokens and letters handed over by the housekeeper, and his heart was filled with sourness. Once upon a time, the little daughter who always surrounded herself to ask her father to hug her, the little daughter who finished practicing the sword and waited for her praise, the little daughter who was anxious to make tea for herself with the newly learned method, and the daughter who knelt and begged her to marry the nursing home at home, just disappeared.

"The head of the house, Miss Biao is still waiting for you!" Uncle Fu reminded gently. How much his lord loves Miss Ehime, he, the housekeeper, has always seen it, and Mrs. left Miss Yuan not long ago, and the lord almost compensated Miss Yuan for all the regret and guilt he received, even if it was a marriage that the lord was extremely dissatisfied with. Even if Miss Nine went to Yejia Village with her husband, the lord also asked people to send money over from time to time. Don't seek to shine on the lintel, as long as people live well, they will be satisfied. Miss Clinker Yuan would have gone so early.

"Hurry up and invite Miss Biao to come in, arrange for someone to clean up Biluoxuan, and live there after Yue'er." Seeing that the butler was still by his side, he commanded repeatedly.

The cyan curtain was gently lifted, and a little girl in plain clothes walked out. The little girl was about five or six years old, her soft waist-length hair was gently tied up by a white ribbon, like a dew lily, her facial features were delicate and picturesque, her eyes were full of waves, and she was dressed in a white gauze dress, like a little fairy who came out of a painting, pure and clear, otherwise delicate.

"This cousin is really exquisite." Uncle Fu secretly praised in his heart, although he grew up in a small place, he still has a lot of charm in the end.

The light crimson petals fall from the wind, the clear moon looks up, the blue falling flower tree is like an enlarged version of the cherry blossom tree in the previous life, the flowers are also like cherry blossoms, densely covered with branches, the wind passes, the falling flowers and rain are shaking, the light fragrance is slight, scattered and red, and the mottled is dyed red with the path paved with bluestone slabs.

"Yue'er has seen my grandfather." Qingyue saluted Qingmu. Although Qing Mu, the head of the Qing family, looks no longer young, his spirit is still excellent, I don't know if it is because of his long-term martial arts practice, his facial features are strong and his figure is burly. Even though he looks a little haggard, he is still a middle-aged beautiful uncle. At this time, Qing Yue felt that this person with a tough temperament seemed to have a little vicissitudes on him. The look in his eyes when he looked at Qingyue was very complicated. There is nostalgia, nostalgia, and some pity.

I thought that this "grandfather" would be difficult to call out, but when I saw the head of the family, I naturally called out.

"I know everything about your parents, Yue'er just rest assured, I have already asked people to clean up Yuanyuan's Biluoxuan, where do you live first, tell your grandfather if you have anything. The people here are your dearest. Don't grieve yourself, okay? ”

"Yue'er wrote it down." Noticing the slightly reddened corners of his grandfather's eyes, he added, "My mother must hope that my grandfather will be well in heaven." "Well, Yue'er and grandpa should be fine." Qing Mu looked at this girl carefully, the bond that Yuanyuan couldn't let go of at that time was the pearl jade in Yuanyuan's heart. is young, with a delicate appearance, a square bearing, like an empty valley orchid, and there seems to be a natural elegance on the body**, I really don't know how Yuanyuan, who is born to jump out, was taught.