Chapter 214: I ...... Amnesia

There was silence in the car, and the atmosphere was delicate.

An old man and a young man stared at each other for a long time, and the scene was very embarrassing......

Finally managed to stop the carriage, Zhang Twelve breathed a sigh of relief, if he continued to look at this old man, his embarrassing cancer was afraid to recur......

"Yi'er, let's get here, get off!"

Zhang Guogong tried his best to soften his tone, but it still looked so serious in Zhang Twelve's ears.

"Oh~"

Zhang Twelve agreed softly, and then got out of the carriage.

Zhang Guogong frowned and shook his head, thinking that although his Yi'er was a little stubborn when he was young, he still understood the basic etiquette, but now he-is still him?

Hey, let's go into the house and think about it in the long run!

Standing in front of the car, Zhang Twelve raised his eyes to look at this grand mansion, and the plaque on the door was engraved with four gilded characters of "Weiguo Mansion", which was even more imposing.

"Master, the old lady is already waiting in the front hall, hurry up."

A large group of maids and servants gathered at the door of the mansion, and one of them, a butler-like servant, came out of the crowd and said.

Zhang Guogong glanced at Zhang Twelve and said, "Yi'er, go in with grandpa!" In the days when you are away, your grandmother is talking about you every day, and it is like a year, it is estimated that she is already in a hurry! ”

It turned out that after coming out of the palace, Zhang Guogong had already ordered someone to come back quickly to report the news, I am afraid that everyone in the palace already knew the news that he was coming back.

Although Zhang Twelve has not yet smoothed out the relationship, he is a junior after all, so it is naturally impossible for the elders to greet him at the door, nodded lightly, and walked in with Zhang Guogong.

Entering the house, Zhang Twelve suddenly had the feeling that Grandma Liu had entered the Grand View Garden!

The most luxurious mansion he had ever seen before was Wang Chengen's residence, but compared to this Guogong Mansion - Wang Chengen was simply scum!

Entering from the door is a large courtyard, in the center of the courtyard, pavilions, ponds and pavilions, reflected in the green pines and cypresses; Rockeries, flower beds, bonsai, vines and bamboos, dotted in between.

Look at the middle of this rockery again, only to see the beautiful trees and green onions, the strange flowers are burning, a clear stream, from the depths of the flowers and trees zigzag under the stone gap.

A few steps further is flat and wide, the two sides of the flying building are inserted into the air, carved and embroidered sills, all hidden in the rockery between the small pools. Looking down at it, then the clear stream is pouring snow, the stone pierces the clouds, the white stone is the column, the edge of the pond is embraced, the stone bridge is three ports, and the beast face is spitting.

With such a luxurious and extravagant courtyard, Zhang Twelve couldn't help but be stunned.

Seeing Zhang Twelve's reaction, Zhang Guogong felt a little happy in his heart, it seems that he still has an impression of this courtyard......

I don't know how many corridors I walked through, how many moon gates I walked through, and then I came to a spacious hall.

Before they could enter the hall, a trembling figure walked out of the room.

"Is it my poor Yi'er?"

The old woman with a wrinkled face and gray hair shook off the maid's support, walked up to Li Yi leisurely, held his hand, and burst into tears.

And this old woman is the same woman who prayed in the temple that day!

This sudden scene made Zhang Twelve a little at a loss, so he could only let the old woman pull him, looking at her crying with joy, Zhang Twelve sighed lightly, and spit out a sentence from his mouth with difficulty: "Grandma, I'm back......"

Although Zhang Twelve didn't have any impression of this old woman, he thought that he was just borrowing the current person's body, and looking at the old woman's expression, it was estimated that he had a particularly deep relationship with the owner of this body.

Since the dove has occupied the magpie's nest, he has to do something to make up for it......

Hearing Zhang Twelve's "grandma", the old woman was particularly happy, and took Zhang Twelve's hand and chattered: "My hard-working Yi'er, I've wronged you outside all these years......"

Speaking of sadness, the old woman and the maids and women around her wept bitterly.

However, Zhang Twelve also understood that his father, to be precise, Zhang Yi's father, Zhang Manyan, was the eldest son of the Zhang family, married a wife and had children, and his life was not bad.

But six years ago, Zhang Manyan and his wife and fourteen-year-old Zhang Yi went out of the city to play, when they passed through Yushan, they were robbed and caught on Yushan, and when the Zhang family sent troops, the robbers ran away, and only the bodies of Zhang Manyan and his wife were found, and Zhang Yi disappeared and disappeared.

It's a sad story......

However, the "Four Eagles of Yushan" has died in his hands, which can be regarded as avenging the original owner of this body, and it seems that everything is fate, which is very magical.

And now, after six years of missing grandson, suddenly returned home, how can the old man not be excited?

But the soul in this body is not Zhang Yi after all, so Zhang Twelve listened to this story with a lot of sympathy, and did not show too much sadness.

When the room was full of people immersed in a sad atmosphere, Zhang Twelve, who should have cried the most, was like a nobody, which seemed very suspicious......

"The eldest brother's son has been missing for six years, why did he suddenly come back? Has it been identified? It wouldn't be—a fake, would it? ”

A snarky female voice suddenly sounded, which seemed very abrupt.

Zhang Twelve turned around and saw a woman with heavy makeup standing beside him, staring at him and saying with an unkind face.

"Shut up! Is it your share of a woman's house to speak? People were brought back by their fathers, can they be wrong? ”

It was a middle-aged man in his forties who spoke, reprimanded the woman a few words, and then strode over, came to Zhang Twelve, and patted him on the shoulder vigorously, his feelings were sincere and not artificial.

"Little master, this is the second master, you should be called the second uncle."

The butler-like man who greeted him at the door reminded him.

It seems that this person is the uncle of the original owner of the body, and the woman should be his inner person, that is, Zhang Twelve's aunt.

It's just that why does the uncle look warm and gentle, this aunt - almost meaningful!

It seems that not only are flowers inserted in cow dung and good cabbage making pigs arch, but also dog tail grass and pigs may be rotten vegetables......

Seeing that Zhang Twelve looked at him and didn't say a word for a long time, Zhang Manwu was a little strange and said, "What's wrong, Yi'er?" I haven't seen you for six years, and you forgot about your second uncle? ”

"I'll just say it! Look at him, he doesn't even remember you! I guess he doesn't even remember the old lady, right? Such a person can be the son of the eldest brother? ”

The woman sarcastically said again.

Zhang Manwu didn't refute this time, because even he was a little suspicious, this nephew is a bit strange......

"Second Uncle...... In fact...... I...... Amnesia......"

"Amnesia?"

As soon as these words came out, the whole house was stunned......