109. Broken
Hearing Xiao Shami's words, Xu Huo immediately said, "I'd better avoid ...... first."
Before he could finish his next words, he saw the young man who walked in with a roar, and his hand that wanted to turn the wheelchair had to stop.
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For Kiyomizu Temple, Zhuo Yao rarely comes.
When he was a teenager, in order to beg his mother to come home, he used to come every day, crying and begging to no avail.
He was already dead until the end, Huo Yungui couldn't stand it anymore and told him a terrible truth and asked him to let his mother go.
This truth hit the young Zhuo Yao hard, and it was easy to put away the grudge against his mother, and hurriedly filled it with "guilt".
What's more, even his grandfather and father didn't mind his mother's half-monastic life, and he had no choice but to come to visit his mother on the first day of the first lunar month.
And now......
Zhuo Yao gritted his teeth, if this was the case, his mother might be willing to go out of the mountain to help him!
But as soon as he stepped into his mother's yard, Zhuo Yao saw a person he didn't want to see.
His footsteps froze in place for a moment.
Since he had already been matched, Xu Huo could only nod to him slightly, and then turned to Yingjushi and said, "Since Ling Lang is coming, this king will retreat for the time being." β
As if he hadn't seen Zhuo Yao's arrival, Ying Jushi pointed to the chessboard and said lightly: "This endgame will not wait for the prince." β
Xu Huo smiled, "That's the best, and it will save the king from losing the game." β
He drove the wheelchair and said loudly: "Tang Qi, come in." β
Tang Qi, who was originally standing outside the gate of the small courtyard, heard the sound and turned a blind eye to Zhuo Yao's existence.
Zhuo Yao still stood in place, and he hadn't recovered from the shock just now.
Out of the corner of his eye, seeing Xu Hui's master and servant go away, Zhuo Yao trembled, and finally couldn't help but shout: "You stop!" β
Ying Jushi looked up in surprise, and Xu Huo also signaled Tang Qi to stop, and turned back lightly.
Zhuo Yao stepped back and stopped in front of Xu Hui, stretched out his finger and pointed at his nose, his voice was still a little trembling: "You-you liar, you have failed Ah Qian, and you dare to deceive my mother!" β
As soon as these words came out, Ying Jushi and Xu Huo laughed in unison.
Xu Hui turned sideways, nodded to the Ying Jushi, and said regretfully: "In this way, I'm afraid I won't be able to disturb the Jushi to play chess in the future." β
The veil made it impossible to see Ying Jushi's expression, but her clear eyes were open, and she said lightly: "It's okay." It just so happens that I can also learn the art of playing left and right. In the future, the prince can teach Ah Qian to play chess, and it will not be a ...... between the two."
The word "fun" choked in his throat, and Ying Jushi turned his face, as if he remembered something from the past.
Xu Huo sighed lightly, said "farewell", and let Tang Qi push the wheelchair directly around Zhuo Yao's side.
Looking at his self-grieving mother, and then seeing Xu Hui, the king of Qin, who was calmly leaving, Zhuo Yao took a few steps back and sat directly on the ground.
In the confusion, I only heard my mother's voice above my head: "Wangxi, why are you here?" β
Zhuo Yao slowly raised his head, his eyes were already blurry, and he couldn't see the beautiful figure clearly.
He moved his lips, but the voice he heard didn't seem to be his own: "Mother, you and King Qin...... What the hell is going on? β
Ying Jushi frowned and said firmly: "Many years of chess friends." β
Zhuo Yao staggered up from the ground, ignoring the ashes on his hands, and wiped the tears from his face, "That's good." But you sayβhe...... He and Ah Qian...... ...... between the two"
Ying Jushi stretched out his hand to help him, and there was some doubt in his voice: "His heart is swaying, I help him make up his mind, what's wrong?" β
"You help him?" Zhuo Yao's words seemed to be plucked out of his throat one by one, and his face was gloomy, "Do you know what he is 'swaying' for?" β
Ying Jushi's eyebrows twisted again, and he let go of the hand holding Zhuo Yao, Zhuo Yao almost fell, and his heart was even more desperate and painful.
He couldn't figure it out!
"I am your son, but you are for an outsider...... If you want to help an outsider, you won't help me, right? β
The young man's voice was almost hoarse, but the words that came out made Ying Jushi's eyes twinkle, revealing a trace of pain.
But in Zhuo Yao's opinion, she just turned her back to herself and didn't say a word, looking completely unmoved.
Is this his mother......
For so many years, even in the face of all kinds of bullying by his aunt and sister-in-law, he didn't care about the peace of the house, and retreated with all kinds of forbearance.
Just because he knows that he still has his mother, and he is looking forward to enjoying even a trace of maternal love!
But it turned out that in his mother's heart, he was still nothing.
Why should the grievances of the previous generation be retributed to him?
Zhuo Yao wiped his face fiercely and walked away without looking back, leaving Ying Jushi in pain and clutching his clothes in pain, but he didn't even dare to turn back.
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That night, Huo Yunqian drafted the lease contract, and Bai Yunshan read it correctly, happily signed and pressed his fingerprint.
On the second day, Huo Yunqian retreated in the study for a whole day, and finally drew all the drawings in one go.
When it was time for dinner, she finally stretched her waist and went out, but she found a small figure squatting at the door, and she was almost startled, and when she looked closely, she found that it was Pei Jin'er.
"Jin'er? What are you doing squatting here? β
Pei Jin'er seemed to have just woken up from her sleep, and slowly stood up against the wall, a pair of red rabbit eyes made Huo Yunqian's heart tremble, and the eyes in them were full of despair.
"Little aunt...... Don't you really feel like you're excessive? β
Huo Yunqian pinched the drawing he had just drawn for no reason, what's the situation, is this girl having a convulsion?
Pei Jin'er's eyes stared at her directly, she didn't notice her movements at all, and gritted her teeth and said: "Isn't it enough for you to have King Qin, you still have to seduce Brother Wangxi and make him reluctant to give up for you?" Now it's okay, he's coming to the door to propose, he's going to marry you, are you satisfied, are you happy? β
ββ¦β¦ What the heck? Huo Yunqian blurted out.
Yesterday, she still felt that Zhuo Yao's kid seemed to be a little sticky to her, why did she become like this today?
Pei Jin'er looked like a crazy demon, rushed over crying and laughing, and grabbed Huo Yunqian's placket, "He was drunk and unconscious for you, he only kept saying your name, Grandpa Zhuo had no choice but to come and propose!"
"And you are hiding in the study, drawing those ghost talismans of yours, you are living comfortably!"
Her eyes suddenly turned, and before Huo Yunqian could react, she suddenly felt that the drawings in her hand were snatched by a strong force, and she hurriedly snatched them with her backhand.
Between the lightning and flint, Huo Yunqian probably understood the meaning of Pei Jin'er's words, and shouted angrily: "Hugh is talking nonsense, and Hugh is talking nonsense!" β
"You let go! I'm going to tear this ghost talisman, you let go-"
Pei Jin'er's crazy voice stopped abruptly and fell to the ground with a bang.
Huo Yunqian hurriedly snatched back the drawings, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw that they were not damaged.
She raised her eyes and met Lu Qisi's playful eyes.