Ji Molin's mother's name is Lin Yin, and she is the daughter of the Lin family, a famous family in Nancheng, and it is said that she was famous back then, known as the first beauty in Nancheng, and she is talented.

However, there was no information or report about her in any media, not even a single photo, and An Xiyue only saw her photo when she arrived at her sacrificial hall the next morning.

The woman in the photo is gentle and elegant, with an outstanding temperament, and at first glance, she is a beautiful lady from a famous family.

The auditorium was located on the fragrant mountain where Lin Yin was buried, and she wore black clothes in the morning and set off with Ji Molin.

The auditorium was already well arranged, and the hall seemed to be a sea of flowers, with a large small advance in the middle, and the offering table was filled with the hostess's favorite food.

There was a beautiful piano stand in the center, and An Xiyue thought to herself, it was probably used to place the violin made by Ji Molin herself!

There is a custom in the southern city that a sacrifice is held for the deceased, and a favorite object of the owner's life should be placed on the table, so that her soul will come and attach it to receive worship!

That's what this violin, she thought, should be what it did.

Entering the auditorium, she has been following Ji Molin's side, and she found that almost all the things in the auditorium are taken care of by Gao Han, and Xu Yajing is doing the periphery of the auditorium and receiving guests.

Moreover, she found that Xu Yajing had hardly entered the auditorium, so it should be that Ji Molin didn't allow her to come in!

At this moment, Gao Han came in from the outside with a man in a wheelchair, who looked to be in his early fifties, with gray hair, but his face was almost wrinkled, and he looked very young.

He is so similar to Ji Molin, An Xiyue immediately knew who he was, Ji Chen, Ji Molin's father.

This was the first time she saw Ji Chen when she came to Ji's house, Xu Yajing had been following him, but when she walked into the auditorium, the man turned his head sideways and said to her, "Okay, you go get busy!" ”

Xu Yajing nodded and said softly, "Okay, don't be too sad, Sister Yin also hopes that you will get better soon!" ”

Ji Chen nodded slightly, his eyes clear.

Xu Yajing stopped, stood there and watched Ji Chen enter the auditorium, and when she arrived at Ji Molin's side, she turned around and left.

Ji Molin looked at him with a faint look in his eyes, Ji Chen raised his head to look at him, with tenderness in his eyes, "You have been in a lot of energy recently, are you much better?" ”

Ji Molin said lightly, "Maybe I can't die for the time being!" Ji Chen's face changed when he said it, and he turned pale in an instant.

However, he quickly smiled a little, "Don't talk nonsense! Then his gaze fell on An Xiyue's body, "I heard that your grandfather chose a girl for you, is she it?" ”

Ji Molin didn't say anything, as if he didn't intend to answer, An Xiyue immediately said, "Hello! My name is An Xiyue! ”

Ji Chen nodded, his eyes showing gentleness.

"Go put the piano on!" Ji Molin said in a low voice.

An Xiyue took out the violin from the piano case she was carrying, and heard Ji Chen say softly, "Your mother receives a new piano made by you every year, she will be very happy!" ”

Ji Molin raised his eyes and looked at the beautiful woman hanging in the middle, took a deep breath, and said loudly, "So, she's easy to deceive, right?" ”

"Mo Lin!" Ji Chen called his name in a low voice.

He reached out and took out a stick of incense and handed it to Ji Chen, looking at him with low eyes, "Give incense to my mother, can you still stand up on your legs?" ”

Ji Chen's face turned white little by little, he slowly got up holding on to the armrest, his hands kept trembling, and his face was solemn.

An Xiyue watched from the side, only feeling that her heart was in her throat, but she didn't expect that there was such discord between their father and son!