In the end, the woman's voice was fierce, "You go home for me, go to your father's kneeling and reflect, is it that I have worked so hard to raise a wolf cub for so many years!"

Xiaolan was so frightened that her face turned pale, and her little face suddenly turned pale, ignoring the dirt on the ground, she knelt down heavily, her eyes were slightly red, and she wanted to cry. The woman was in a hurry, waved her hand, and went to herself. Seeing this, Xiaolan hurriedly got up and chased after her, her skirt fluttering, and her whimpering sound spilled all the way.

Along the way, the beautiful woman's brows were deeply locked, and her fair and beautiful face was full of worry, "What kind of son will the young master be, what kind of competition for favor? ”

Wu Mansion deacon level or above, strictly speaking, is no longer a slave of Wu Mansion, the household registration Fang Si got rid of the slave status, and the outer courtyard of Wu Mansion burned the deed, generally speaking, you can stand on your own, and you can also climb high branches. However, the servants were freed from slavery, and most of them still chose to continue to serve in the Wu Mansion.

One is because of the rich salary of the Wu Mansion, and the other is that the world style advocates loyalty and righteousness, and the betrayal of the lord is ominous.

Stewards above the deacon level, according to their positions, are equipped with separate courtyards of different sizes. Wu Yi was dizzy and walked in the courtyard area where the deacon lived, governed by the subconscious behavior of this body, it seemed that this road was extremely familiar, and there was no feeling of being unfamiliar and not knowing the road.

The chatter in the council hall made him dizzy, and he walked to the outer courtyard of the Wu Mansion, breathing in the fresh air, looking up and seeing the vast sky full of stars, Wu Yi's heart fluctuated.

The bright moon and clear light in a foreign land swayed quietly, and the cool night breeze blew the dark green bamboo forest under the moonlight, sprinkling the light and shadow of the place. The sky is full of stars dotted in the sky and the earth, and the flickering fireflies in the grass between the paths, thinking of the naughty little brother and the cute little sister on the blue planet in the distance, his heart is filled with a thick homesickness.

Are you okay in another country? Do you have tears that wet your eyes?

Are you okay in another country? Have you ever thought about leaning on my shoulders?

The night sky in another world is beautiful, but it is no longer the star I am familiar with, and no matter how good the scenery in a foreign land is, I can no longer find the arms of my relatives.

In the middle of the house, there is a slightly larger hall, and the autumn sun shines through the carved window lattices in the hall, so that the delicately carved nanmu tables and chairs reveal a touch of mottled and vicissitudes.

The upper hand of the hall facing the courtyard is an antique shrine, a delicate girl kneeling under the shrine, prostrate to the ground, and a middle-aged woman who is extremely familiar in the depths of her consciousness stands aside, her face solemn.

When Wu Yi stepped into the small courtyard, it was such a picture. The woman stood quietly, dignified and demure. gave Wu Yi an extremely warm feeling, making him extremely relaxed and casual, just like a wanderer returning to his hometown, all the hesitation and helplessness after coming to another world, and he slowly vented out of his helplessness for a while.

He knew that the woman was not his mother, and the person who had been closest to him for more than ten years was not his grandfather and grandmother, let alone the ethereal parents, but the gentle and amiable sister-in-law in front of him. After coming out of the Wu ancestral hall, he subconsciously walked here, and in his remaining memories, there were the closest people here.

The sound of footsteps woke up the silent mother and daughter in the hall, and when Sister-in-law Ping saw Wu Yi, her face showed undisguised surprise, "Are you hungry?" There are your favorite honey sauce duck, vinegared lamb loin, and a few side dishes in the east chamber, go eat first." ”

The kneeling girl glanced back, vaguely the delicate and delightful little Lori, only to see the girl's eyebrows frowning slightly, her eyes flowing, and she wanted to cry.

Wu Yi bypassed the delicate girl, walked awkwardly to the east chamber, gobbled up the first meal after coming to another world, a morning's exhaustion turned into an unquenchable appetite, and drank a sip of the consumption tea handed over by Ping's sister-in-law, Wu Yi secretly rejoiced that the cooking level in this world was not slightly worse than in the previous life, so he had time to look at Shangping's sister-in-law with concern.

Looking at the empty dishes on the square table, Wu Yi said curtly: "Accidentally, it's all finished, you and Alain。。。。。。 Pointing to the girl kneeling on the ground in the hall, "Have you eaten?" Sister-in-law Ping smiled, "We have all eaten in the dining room." ”

"I don't know what Alain did wrong, you see that she has been kneeling for a long time, isn't it。。。。。。 "Listen to the young master!", the woman's face was full of love and obedience, "Lan'er, come and sit down!"

Wu Yi looked over from the corner of her eye, and the girl kneeling on the ground got up violently like a rage, twisted her waist, and Wan Ting walked into the west wing, and the door closed with a bang. "This kid is tough when he is young!"

Wu Yi, who still didn't know where to offend Xiaolan, shook his head with a wry smile, and said softly to the woman, "Aunt Ping, don't call me young master! I'm not used to it, just call me Yi'er." ”

Aunt Ping's body stiffened obviously, "Young Master, what did you call me just now?" Although her tone was flat, the stiff smile on her face and trembling hands revealed her heart that was not calm at the moment.

"Auntie, I think you're closer than my own mother!" After shouting, Wu Yi screamed more and more naturally, because he felt that the title of "Sister-in-law Ping" that everyone was shouting did not represent the woman in front of him who made him heartfelt and affectionate. After his parents left, the only thing that could make him feel heartfelt warmth when he thought about it was the kind and gentle woman in front of him. At this moment, he was muttering in his heart, isn't it appropriate to shout like this? Or does Aunt Ping feel unaccustomed?

Sister-in-law Ping's trembling hands slowly stretched out to Wu Yi's cheeks, and the young and immature face in front of her was like an uncle who had disappeared for more than ten years, and tears were already flashing in her beautiful eyes. After a melancholy sound, he straightened Wu Yi's rather messy clothes, and his voice trembled a little, "Don't shout like this in front of people, others want to say that I don't understand the rules, the little master has finally grown up。。。。。。 It's been more than ten years。。。。。。 ”

In the hidden small room deep in the inner courtyard of the Wu Mansion, a lamp was like a bean, and the respected old lady and the mysterious Mr. Zhang sat opposite each other, relatively speechless.

After a long time, the old lady sighed, and the wrinkles on her face became more and more, "Do you really want to come to this point? It seems that I can't stand the old immortal。。。。。。 ”

In the dim light, Mr. Zhang's face became more and more invisible.

The old lady didn't get any response, and said to herself, "The old Lu Ding Gong surrendered, and the Wu family was loyal to the country, since the emperor wanted it, then take it all, but it's a pity that the third son, there is a stove sitting under the buttocks, what a well-behaved child when he was a child。。。。。。 The voice grew low, almost inaudible.