Zhang Twelve thought about it for a long time, and finally found that it seemed that only this excuse could explain his current appearance......

But others are not so calm when they hear this......

"Tut-tut......"

This is the contempt that comes from a middle-aged woman.

"Forehead ......"

This is a stupid man from Zhang Manwu.

"Huh-"

This is the surprise of all the subordinates.

“…………”

Silent, this is the deep gaze from Zhang Guogong.

Only the old lady really loved Zhang Twelve, and when she heard this, she was even more distressed: "My poor Yi'er, how many sins have you suffered?" Come and talk to grandma! ”

Not to mention Zhang Twelve himself, everyone else saw the old lady's attitude with envy: this is selfless love! Not to mention the mean middle-aged woman, in addition to envy, there is also jealousy and hatred......

Zhang Twelve had already thought of a countermeasure before he said that he had amnesia, and after the old lady asked, he took a step back and looked at the people in the room talking about it......

In his memories, all the memories began at the age of fourteen, when he was covered in blood, lying unconscious on the road more than ten miles away from Yushan, and was saved by a middle-aged couple who came to Jingzhou to seek medical treatment and returned to Liangzhou......

When he woke up, he was already in Liangzhou, except for remembering his surname Zhang, he didn't know anything else, and the middle-aged couple recognized him as a righteous son because they had no heirs, and named him Twelve.

But the misfortune is not a one-way street, the adoptive father and adoptive mother's illness did not improve because of going to Jingzhou for medical treatment, and a few years later, they passed away one after another, and Zhang Twelve continued to live in dire straits......

The story after that is seamlessly connected with Zhang Twelve's experience after crossing, everyone who listened to it was full of brilliance, and it was really unbelievable that a young man who was only a weak crown had so many adventures......

"Hey, everyone would say that, how can it be proved that he is really the son of the eldest brother?"

The middle-aged woman's words were agreed by some people, but there was no basis for her words, and Zhang Twelve's appearance had really changed a lot from six years ago, so I had to doubt it......

"Yi'er, come here......"

Zhang Twelve walked forward very obediently......

"Give me your hand!"

He didn't know why, but he reached out.

Then the old lady lifted his sleeve robe by his hand, and the bracelet in his hand was revealed.

Seeing this bracelet, the people didn't react much, but Zhang Guogong, Zhang Manwu and his wife and another middle-aged couple next to them showed different expressions, some were excited, some were disappointed......

"Now, do you still doubt it?"

The old lady looked at the crowd and asked.

People may not know, but the other Zhang family members know the origin of this bracelet, this is the bracelet of the Zhang family, it was originally worn by the old lady, since Zhang Manyan and his wife gave birth to Zhang Yi, the old lady passed this bracelet to Zhang Yi's mother.

Six years ago, there was no bracelet on the corpse of Zhang Manyan and his wife, and the old lady thought that it had been robbed by robbers, but she found it when she took his hand when Zhang Twelve entered the house, so she was so sure that this was her grandson......

Zhang Twelve never thought that his precious bracelet still had such a origin in this era, and he was a little surprised, and at the same time couldn't help but ask in a panic: "Grandma, this bracelet ...... You're not going to take it back, are you? ”

This is not a trivial matter, he would rather not have the identity of the grandson of the country, but also keep this bracelet!

"Silly Yi'er, this is given to you by your mother, it will be yours in the future, and no one can snatch it away!"

When he said this, he deliberately glanced at the two women.

The woman who was mean and abnormal before smiled wryly: "Mother, what do you say?" Didn't I worry that we had the wrong person! Since he is really Yi'er, then I am relieved......"

"Yes, mother, sister-in-law is right, you should be cautious about this matter!"

Another woman next to her chimed in.

And the man next to the woman, who was slightly younger than Zhang Manwu, came over and looked at him and said, "Yi'er, just come back!" ”

"This is the third master, little master."

The butler reminded him again.

"Third uncle."

Zhang Guogong's third son, that is, Zhang Twelve's third uncle, Zhang Mansheng nodded, and didn't say anything, his expression was not particularly affectionate.

Zhang Twelve doesn't care, this wealthy family, there must be a lot of contradictions in the family, his sudden return, I don't know whose interests will be harmed, naturally not everyone will welcome him.

But it doesn't matter, he didn't think about how much light he had in the Zhang family, let them be! He observed again, in addition to the two women beside the second and third uncles, there were several young and relatively delicately dressed women standing behind them, who did not seem to be maids, but probably concubines......

It seems that anyone who comes from a big family, a man will have several concubines, thinking of this, why is Zhang Twelve inexplicably excited?

…………

The eldest son, who had been missing for six years, finally returned home, which is a matter of celebration for everyone in the Weiguo Mansion.

In the living room, the old lady was pulling Zhang Twelve to speak, when the housekeeper came in and said, "Old lady, Miss Mu is here!" ”

Hearing this, the old lady's eyebrows and eyes relaxed, and she said with a smile: "The old body is really happy and confused, at this time, how should I notify Xiangrong first!" ”

Then he turned to Zhang Twelve and said, "Your favorite sister Xiangrong is here, are you happy?" ”

But looking at Zhang Twelve's blank reaction, the old lady reacted, he had amnesia, how could he remember the girl of the Mu family?

But it doesn't matter, since I'm back, I'll remember it slowly......

With the sound of hurried footsteps from far and near, a young woman in a water-green lotus leaf dress ran over breathlessly, stood in front of Zhang Twelve, didn't say anything, just stared at Zhang Twelve with big eyes and burning eyes, and then shed tears.

"Brother Yi!"

After saying this, the woman threw herself directly into Zhang Twelve's arms, and then cried "wooing......

"Tears are a little bit, and the pant is slight. When it is quiet, it is like a beautiful flower shining on the water, and the action is like a weak willow supporting the wind. ”

Seeing this woman for the first time, he felt that the sentence describing Lin Daiyu in "Dream of Red Mansions" could not be more appropriate here.

I don't know why, although I don't have any impression of this woman, but why does his heart ache faintly?

Zhang Twelve would never have thought that on the first day he went home to recognize his relatives, he was forcibly hugged without knowing anything.

He still felt a little guilty in his heart, he felt sorry for Lu Fujing, sorry for Chen Qiaoxi, sorry for ...... The many women who had ill intentions toward him......

But what can he do? He's also helpless!