In Liwan Village, Li Yuyan and Zhang Chifeng were still waiting for Ling Xinan, but this person had already left Liwan Village. In the thatched hut in Gao Yantang, Ling Xinan found a jade spotted finger in the corner of the house.

When he saw the jade spotted finger, Ling Xinan was surprised and thought that he had seen it wrong, the jade spotted finger, which he knew, was something that his father had worn on his hand all year round.

was stunned for a moment, and seeing that Zhang Chifeng, who was also in the room, didn't pay attention to him, he squatted down and picked up the jade finger and held it tightly in his hand.

How could my father's belongings be at the scene of the deceased, how could it be in the house of an ordinary villager, and the family was dead, and someone killed someone.

At that time, Ling Xinan's heart jumped to his throat, but he tried his best to control it. He didn't want to believe that his father had come and had something to do with the deceased.

In a highly chaotic and nervous mood, Ling Xinan ran out of the house and left uneasily.

When the rain was falling, Ling Xinan kept walking, walking aimlessly, and he didn't know how far he had walked, and he couldn't figure it out in his head.

It wasn't until he saw a winery on the side of the road that he stepped in.

There was some rain in the cold winter, and Ling Xinan felt that he was chilling, and the carbon fire in the lobby of the wine shop was burning in the brazier, and it was full of heating.

Ling Xinan deliberately sat at the table next to the brazier, and called out to an old shopkeeper in front of the counter and asked for a pot of wine.

This is a wild mountain forest roadside, sparsely populated, a few miles away there is such a roadside resting winery. It was getting late, and at this time, there were no customers in the lobby of the wine shop, except for Ling Xinan, there was only an old shopkeeper in the store.

The old shopkeeper was very enthusiastic, and immediately served Ling Xinan a pot of wine warmed with hot water, and also served a few side dishes.

When the old shopkeeper was setting up the dishes, he said to Ling Xinan, "Childe, it's getting late, and the old man is preparing to dine alone, if the son doesn't dislike it, these dishes that the old man is going to eat by himself will eat with the son, and the old man wants someone to accompany him for a meal." ”

The old shopkeeper is very good at understanding people's expressions, from the time Ling Xinan entered the house to the time he sat down, his eyes were not in good spirits, and the old shopkeeper had already seen that this person was in an unhappy mood, and he had obviously encountered something sad.

Someone to eat some side dishes and drink some wine with him was what Ling Xinan wanted to vent most at this time, so when the old shopkeeper said this, he was very moved and immediately nodded. Ling Xinan knew in his heart that the old shopkeeper was looking at his lonely figure and kindly accompanying him.

After the old shopkeeper sat down, he personally poured a glass of wine for Ling Xinan, "This wine is brewed by the old man himself, and the son tastes it." ”

Ling Xinan smelled the wine and drank it in one gulp. When the wine is in the mouth, it is very strong.

When Ling Xinan put down the cup, the old shopkeeper immediately filled him again, glanced at Ling Xinan, the old shopkeeper like the vicissitudes of life, couldn't help but say, "Life is hard, everyone is not easy in this world, troubles, sad things are everywhere, life is bumpy, let go of the present, it will be better in the future." ”

The self-consolation of life, Ling Xinan is not incomprehensible. Obviously, the old shopkeeper guarded this wine shop alone, and there were a lot of sad things behind his back.

Perhaps this was to say that the old shopkeeper listened to it himself, and seemed to be comforting him, Ling Xinan smiled bitterly.

"Uncle, let's live alone and be lonely." Ling Xinan looked at the old shopkeeper, his voice was pure.

At this time, the old shopkeeper sat aside with a somewhat indifferent face, not knowing what he was thinking...... Halfway, the old shopkeeper smiled helplessly, picked up the glass and drank the wine from the glass with a heavy heart.

As if in memory, the old shopkeeper then said that he had a daughter, and his wife died of illness after giving birth to his daughter. The old shopkeeper took his daughter to live alone, but when his daughter was three years old, he went to the market town once, and the old shopkeeper carelessly lost his daughter. At that time, the old shopkeeper regretted that he wanted to kill himself and searched everywhere, but there was still no trace of his daughter.

The old shopkeeper searched for several days and nights in the market town, did not eat or drink, and only when he was tired did the doctor pick up a life.

After his daughter disappeared, the old shopkeeper was completely decadent, drinking and selling drunk all day long, and used up the little family property that was left. Later, the old shopkeeper met the doctor who saved his life when he collapsed due to the exhaustion of looking for a girl in the market town that day. The doctor kindly persuaded him, enlightened him, and told him that his daughter might live well in another place, and that she might have the opportunity to see her again in the future, and that there was hope as long as she lived.

The old shopkeeper was awakened by the doctor's words, and he also realized that he could no longer be decadent all day long, and wanted to cheer up. But a little family property has been exhausted, and the family has been left behind.

The doctor kindly helped the old shopkeeper again, and gave the old shopkeeper some silver taels to open such a winery on the side of the road.

Later, the old shopkeeper said, he adopted a righteous daughter, who was a beggar, and the old shopkeeper looked at her young and fainted with hunger in front of his winery. When the old shopkeeper saw the girl, he remembered his lost daughter, so he recognized the girl as a righteous daughter, and let the girl live with him, which was regarded as accompanying him and giving the beggar girl a home.

The little girl is very grateful for the kindness and kindness of the old shopkeeper, and has been accompanying the old shopkeeper to run the wine shop for several years, which is very filial.

The old shopkeeper said that his righteous daughter liked to paint very much. The doctor who had been kind to him also became friends with him, and often came to the old shopkeeper's winery to sit down, and also taught his righteous daughter to paint.

Speaking of his righteous daughter, the old shopkeeper was very happy, and he thought that he had long regarded his righteous daughter as his lost daughter.

"And what about your old daughter?" Hearing this, Ling Xinan asked, because there was only one old shopkeeper in the wine shop, how could there be a woman.

The old shopkeeper smiled bitterly again, shook his head helplessly, and sighed, "My daughter loves rivers and lakes, loves to run out all year round, and is often away from home, and she is used to it." ”

Ling Xinan touched the wine glass, and when he raised his eyes to look at the wall casually, he saw that there were cloth paintings hanging on the wall, which was very stylish, and he couldn't help but get up and want to take a closer look.

The old shopkeeper also looked at the paintings hanging on the wall along with Ling Xinan's figure, and this time the old shopkeeper had a smile on the corner of his mouth, and said, "These paintings are all painted by my righteous daughter." ”

Ling Xinan stood in front of the painting and admired, the color was warm, the luster was beautiful, and it was very meaningful.

Looking at the painting, Ling Xinan imagined the face of the old shopkeeper's righteous daughter in his mind, but that face, he saw it as Liu Piao's face.

He imagined Liu Piaoyi as the old shopkeeper's daughter, and imagined that she was serious and focused on making a picture in front of the table with beautiful movements.

After a long time, Ling Xinan came back to his senses and turned to look at the old shopkeeper, "Do you have a paintbrush or paint?" ”

The old shopkeeper frowned, and suddenly understood what this boy wanted to do, and immediately replied to him, "Yes." ”

The old shopkeeper took out paints and paintbrushes from the back room.

Ling Xinan was in a mood for a while, as if he had never been so elegant. After adjusting the paint, he made a picture of a beautiful woman with a paintbrush on the wooden door of the old shopkeeper's winery.

A wooden door depicts a woman as tall as a real person, dressed in a warm dress, as if walking in the breeze, looking ahead, elegant and generous.

The old shopkeeper watched blankly, holding a candlestick to illuminate him, and under the candlelight, the woman came to life as if she had come from a painting.

The old shopkeeper sighed in surprise, "The son's good handwriting is better than the famous Tang Bohu back then." ”

Ling Xinan looked at the face in the painting, except for her, who could depict it so vividly in his hands.

Memory--Do you know my heart?

This night, drunk night, Ling Xinan and the old shopkeeper chatted all night, drunk and hazy and forgot everything for a while, put aside all the troubles, and got drunk.

There was no trace of Liu Piaoyi in Liwan Village, and Jian Xiu was afraid that he was wrong at the time, and the woman in the crowd of villagers was not her, so he hurried back to the Prime Minister's Mansion, hoping that she would be safe in the mansion.

But disappointed, there was no figure of Yi'er in the Prime Minister's Mansion, Chunlin was in a hurry, knelt in front of Jian Xiu and confessed that she didn't take good care of Miss, and went to the street with Miss herself, and ran into Ling Xinan again, and said that Miss intended to let her go back to the house, and she was going to walk down the aisle alone.

Chunlin was afraid to tremble, and did not dare to raise her eyes to look at the man sitting on the main seat. Jian Xiu's eyes ignited with rage, if his eyes could kill, Chunlin, who was kneeling on the ground, would have died thousands of times!

Ji'er really went to Liwan Village and disappeared.

In the main hall of Qinghui Garden, only the sound of Jian Xiu's erratic breathing was heard, and Hua Ying knelt on the ground with Chunlin, and neither of them dared to say more.

For fear that the fourth young master would peel off a layer of skin on them, the two of them were worried, but after being silent for a while, Jian Xiu spoke coldly again, "Fourth young grandmother, don't tell anyone in the mansion in advance, if someone comes to ask where the fourth young grandmother has gone, and she is not in the mansion, just say it...... In Qingluan Courtyard. ”

Chunlin and Hua Ying hurriedly responded, "The slave knows." ”

Jian Xiu didn't stop, and hurriedly went out of the house to summon many Jinyi guards to go to the vicinity of Liwan Village again late at night, so that all Jinyi guards looked for someone overnight.

And he went to Qingluan Courtyard by himself, hoping that Ji'er would go to the Courtyard. However, it still disappointed him.

The slaves and maids in the courtyard are unknown, so they all look at the adults with cold faces and may be angry at any time.

Come to think of it, the slaves and maids are all clear, and the four young grandmothers are gone. Even if the fourth young master didn't know what to say, he just rushed into the courtyard and asked, "Is the fourth young grandmother here?!" ”

Just such a sentence has been clearly understood by everyone.

Memories are not there? Memories aren't there?! Not really!

Jian Xiu roared nervously, took out the saber in his hand and slashed at the branches of the dwarf trees in the flower bed, and the branches and leaves flew wildly.

Rationally, I thought of Ling Xinan again, Ling Xinan was nowhere to be seen in Liwan Village, and Li Yuyan didn't wait for anyone.

Will Ji'er really be with Ling Xinan?!

Even if he really went with Ling Xinan, as long as the person was fine, he wouldn't care, as long as the person was okay.

Jian Xiu rushed out again, this time in the direction of Ling Mansion.

At the door of the Ling Mansion, Jian Xiu jumped off the horse, banging on the door loudly, his mind was in a hurry, and his strength was greater, so that the subordinates in the Ling Mansion heard the knock on the door and quickly opened the door.

As soon as the door opened, Jian Xiu broke in, and asked in a cold tone, "Ling Xinan can be in the mansion, call him out!" ”

The people of the Ling Mansion who opened the door didn't know that Ling Xinan hadn't returned to the house, and said politely to Jian Xiu, "Master Zhang, don't worry, you can wait for tea in the hall for a while, and the slave will go and find the third young master." ”