When Lin Huaan first came, he heard the old man say that there was a prince two hundred years ago, and another county prince two hundred years later, and this county prince is still passed down from the prince to the prince. Seeing that Long Xing was so exaggerated, he snorted and snorted: "Is this person something he can kill if he wants to?" What do you think of human life, bah! ”

"Huh!" It's been eight years, and when he heard this scolding again, Long Xing's eyes widened, his small mouth opened slightly, his eyes quickly looked at him, and suddenly the hair on his whole body stood up, and he shouted in horror: "Okay...... It seems that the young master and the prince of the county back then are exactly the same. ”

Lao Tzu is the same as the yin stick who married seven mothers-in-law? Isn't this insulting Lao Tzu? Lin Huaan raised his eyebrows lightly, turned the corner of the street with a noncommittal expression, and walked into the mansion with his hands in his hands.

Uncle Tong, who was persuaded to stay behind, saw that the young master was back, and hurriedly ran down the stone steps to greet him: "Young master, you are back." ”

Every time he saw this old man, Lin Huaan felt that he was too much, and he didn't know what to say, so he gently patted his old shoulder to appease. "Okay, don't worry about it, it's not dawn yet, you can go sleep for a while."

Uncle Tong followed closely behind him, looking at the young master's lonely figure, his heart was very uncomfortable, after passing the hole in the hall, he hurriedly took a step forward and whispered: "The young master is already eighteen, others are married at the age of the young master, and when Mrs. Qiqi passes, the old slave finds the matchmaker and says, let her pick up, you don't have to be too anxious." ”

"What?" As soon as the front foot stepped out of the door, he heard the old man's words that he would die without a woman, Lin Huaan was stunned, turned to look at the old man with a straight face, and should treat him as a nymphomaniac, angry and funny: "No, I don't plan to end it yet...... Uh, get married, take care of yourself and do it yourself. ”

I didn't plan it, if I didn't plan it, how could there be a dragon duck lifting a knife just now? Uncle Tong thought back to the dragon girl, if the family business was still in the turn, it would not be the turn of the dragon girl, and now that the Tong family is ruined, people will naturally not marry the good girl to the young master. hurriedly persuaded: "Young master, the dragon guards have all talked about this, so don't think about the dragon girl anymore." ”

Thinking back to Long Lu's ugly words, Lin Huaan naturally understood, but his heart was dull, and he walked quickly to the dead lady's pavilion without saying a word.

Uncle Tong, who followed closely, saw that the young master walked into the pavilion garden of the lady again, and he was extremely suspicious, and asked anxiously: "Young master, do you miss the lady?" Why do you rest in the lady's room every night, or let the servant move the bed to the lady's room? ”

Lin Hua'an didn't have an image of the hanged woman, he only knew that he was here when he came to this garden, and now when he heard this, he immediately stopped, turned around and asked, "Then where is my room?" ”

"This way, this way!" Knowing that the young master was broken by Zhang Hu's brain, and almost forgot all about the past, Tong Bo pulled him out of the pavilion garden, walked to a winding path full of weeds on the left, and soon arrived in front of a circular stone gate, and drilled into a large flower garden, a building was erected in front, the left side of the building was several huge ginseng trees, and on the right was a small pond, in which lotus flowers were in full bloom, and it was very quiet.

Seeing that there was a clean place in the house, Lin Huaan immediately understood that this was cleaned by Tong Bo and the peasant woman, and strode into the building, the huge first floor was opened, separated by a screen, and there were tea tables and Teng chairs on the left, and there were brocade cloths on the tables and chairs, which was a small living room, and there was a door at the side end, and there was a small porch outside the door. On the right, there is a shape of a foldback staircase, next to the staircase there are two bookcases, but there are few books on the cabinet, in the middle is a large desk, the study room has four treasures.

"Young Master, this is your room." Uncle Tong seemed to be very satisfied when he looked at him, and happily turned back to the stairs and invited: "Young master, go upstairs, you have to change this dirty clothes." ”

"Hmm." Lin Huaan looked around, waved his hand and said, "Okay, I'll sleep for a while, Uncle Tong, you can go sleep for a while." The words fell, striding into the small living room, came to the small door on the side, opened it and the breeze hit the face, the dark front can be seen outside the towering giant trees, out of the door is a small corridor, the corridor bends backwards, there are also several mulberry cypresses and a few bauhinia trees planted behind the building, and there is a small wooden house, obviously a toilet. He walked along the small corridor from the back of the building, and after a while, he saw the tender flowers blooming in the lotus pond, and there was a small door on the other side, which was pushed open next to the large desk.

"It's really good." After walking around, Lin Huaan nodded with satisfaction, there is still something to be done about the livestock, stride back to the wooden ladder and walk up, the space upstairs is as big as the downstairs, but there is a partition screen downstairs, and the upstairs is straight through, which is even more huge. There were four windows on the left and right, and inside was a bed, next to two wardrobes and a dressing table, and there were no more.

"It's space." Muttering low, he strode to the bed, sat down on the futon, soft, did not lie down to know that it must be comfortable to fall asleep, kicked off the dirty straw sandals, lay down in his kimono, and exhaled a breath of bird breath comfortably, just woke up from the sleepiness, looked up at the carved ornaments on the bed with huge eyes, and recalled the lovely man who came out of his dream. Thinking, thinking, I don't know when I fell asleep in a hazy way.

Waking up again was the call of the voice downstairs, Lin Hua'an's black feet outside the bed shook, turned over and woke up to hear the screams of Tong Boru's dead family, hurriedly put on straw sandals and ran downstairs and shouted: "What's the matter?" What happened? ”

The day was already bright, Mrs. was about to enter the house, Uncle Tong was holding a set of filial piety clothes and calling people seven or eight miles away could hear it, and finally saw the young master wake up, and hurriedly said: "Young master, just now the Tong Mansion sent someone to send filial piety clothes, saying that Mrs. will be in this morning, let you go over to seal the coffin and sprinkle soil." ”

I thought something had happened, but it was Tong Tian and his mother who were going to be buried, Lin Huaan breathed a sigh of relief, although he had nothing to do with Tong Tian's mother's eight poles, but after all, he occupied Tong Tian's body, this body was still given by Mrs. Hanged with tendons and skin, and now she wants to go into the ground for peace, even if she is not for Tong Tian, she must do her filial piety for this lady who gave him flesh and blood.

"Alright, you go upstairs and get me a clean set of dirty clothes." After taking the filial piety clothes, Lin Huaan strode to the pond lotus, pulled the waist rope, stripped naked and jumped into the lotus pond, wiped the water and quickly cleaned it.

When Uncle Tong took the dirty clothes and pants, Lin Huaan also finished washing indiscriminately, wiped the water droplets on his body, and beckoned: "I don't know how to wear them, come and help me." ”

"Yes." Uncle Tong hurriedly spread out his dirty clothes and put them on him.

Filial piety clothes seem to be ordered, the fit is very good, after wrapping the feet Bryn Huaan inserted his feet into the airtight boots, and suddenly the heat rose from the soles of the feet, I don't understand whether the ancients had masochism, I don't know the truth that the feet are warm and the body is warm, and the feet are cold and the body is clear? I couldn't stand it anymore, pulled back the footcloth, pulled off the footcloth, and inserted a pair of big feet into the dirty straw sandals and said: "It's hot to wear those boots, it's almost the same in winter, and it's cool to wear straw sandals in summer." ”

Time is running out, and it's a funeral and not a blind date, straw sandals are straw sandals, Uncle Tong didn't persuade him, picked up the filial piety and tied a knot on his head, urging: "Young master, let's go quickly, the funeral team is about to leave for the outside of the city, let's go." ”

Lin Hua'an nodded, and followed the hurried old man to rush towards Tong's Mansion.

The crowd at the gate of Tong's house has been densely packed, the mourning team, the soil team, the filial son and filial daughter are all there, the Tong master is standing at the door in a miserable white, he saw the livestock coming from afar, and his heart was suddenly angry, last night the daughter persuaded her bitterly, saying that the animal is the only son of the sister-in-law after all, and the sister-in-law is the only one who can seal the coffin and sprinkle the soil.

He thought about it and thought that it was a little right, but the sister-in-law was forced to death by him, and he didn't want the animals to come, so he specially sent someone to report when the sister-in-law was going to go out. He shouted angrily: "Coffin up, out of the city." ”

Lin Hua'an just arrived, half out of breath yet, the mourning music had sounded, and he hurriedly rushed to the coffin to accompany him, thinking that today's lady was in the coffin, and the surname Tong waited for the coffin to go out before giving a short notice, if he hadn't slept early yesterday, he would have been late, he was an animal himself, his mother was not with him when he entered the soil, and he didn't attract everyone who was already spitting on him to curse even more, and the name of the animal was really deserved.

Angry, he knew that everyone was disdainful of himself, only holding the coffin in his hand, bowing his head and following the mourning team to the main street to the city gate, the people in the city who heard the mourning and joy knew that Mrs. Tong was going out, and they all rushed to watch, everyone pointed their fingers at the ruined son, and the chatter and scolding were huge, Lin Huaan was like a young female rapist on the march, suffering from all kinds of insults that were difficult to hear.

The Tong family and the Tong family are friends of eight worships, Tong Mumu is Tong Tian's fiancée, and he should have served next to the coffin with Lin Hua'an, but Master Tong has retired from the family, so she became a filial daughter and followed the eldest brother and younger brother to pick up filial piety behind the coffin.

After crossing a few lively streets with infamy, the funeral team arrived at the gate of the city, and suddenly the mourning music stopped, and Lin Hua'an looked up at the gate of the city, and saw countless officials walking towards him, and suddenly remembered that yesterday the Dongcheng Mansion asked him not to leave Lin'an, and knew in his heart that the Dongcheng Mansion was going to avenge yesterday's insults.

The head catcher had been waiting for a long time, and when he saw the loser coming, he hummed and led the crowd to step forward and block: "The master sent a message, the case of yesterday's extortion is unknown, and Tong Tian is not allowed to go out of Lin'an privately." ”

As soon as the words fell, the onlookers scolded a lot, the livestock forced the old mother to death, the rabbit died and the fox was sad and false to send the funeral, everyone was angry and beat their hearts, if they really have filial piety, they will not force their mother to die, what kind of funeral will he go.

The words of the head catcher fell, and seeing that everyone was so angry, he raised his mouth and waved his hand to Lin Hua'an and scolded: "You kid would have wished that your mother would die, what kind of funeral would you send, go away, and you are not allowed to go out of the city." ”

Lin Huaan watched and cursed the crowd, there was a dozen gases in his stomach, but there was nowhere to attack, let go of the coffin he was holding, and his whole face was as green as a sprouting vegetable leaf, but he didn't say a word, and silently retreated to the side.