A horse-drawn carriage engraved with the pattern of the British Mansion is heading towards the gate of the British Mansion.

Wei Yong rode a horse in front of the carriage, different from the joy when he came, the rugged man's face had a very strange expression, as if he was suffocated by curiosity, and looked back at the quiet carriage behind him from time to time.

Yes, quietly.

When the strange boy stopped the car on the street, he was startled, but then Miss Nine said something, and easily let the reluctant boy get into the car.

Then there was no movement inside.

The carriage was very spacious, with three men and two women sitting in it, Zhu Rong, Zhu Mei, Yu Sinian and Nian Huazang sitting in a row, and Zhu Luan sitting opposite alone, his injured foot flat on the soft embroidered cushion.

Zhu Luan lifted the curtain of the car window, looked at the lights of thousands of homes outside, and did not speak.

Zhu Rong stared at her figure and didn't speak, Nianhua stayed on the side with a pale face after hiding in the car, and Yu Sinian didn't know what he was thinking.

Zhu Mei sat next to her brother, and couldn't help but glance at the two young sons across her brother, with a look of wanting to speak, but Yu Sinian and Nian Huazang were indifferent, so she couldn't speak.

The long street where the British Mansion is located is a relatively prosperous area, there are many mansions of families here, the night is getting deeper and deeper, the lights are colorful, the various lanterns hanging at the gate are getting brighter and brighter, and the light penetrates the car window, illuminating the face of the girl by the car window.

The light also shone on Yu Sinian's knees, and the young man lowered his gaze and looked up, looking at the soft light of Zhu Luan's side face under the illumination of the lantern.

This scene probably looks a little good, Nian Huazang, who was sitting on the side, raised his head, seemed to take a casual glance, and then quickly looked away.

In the entire carriage, only Zhu Rong Dafang has been watching such a scene.

"I heard Wei Yong say that Grandma Tai has prepared delicious food at home and is waiting for us to go back," he said with a smile as he looked at the person watching the scenery.

Zhu Luan's eyes moved away from the scenery outside the window, and his thoughts moved away from the past that had just flashed in his heart, and he showed a smile to his current brother.

"I'm looking forward to it." She said, looking at the person sitting across from her, her gaze pausing at the awkward two chiefs, pursing her lips and smiling, and knocking on the window.

"Miss Nine, is there something wrong?" Wei Yong finally heard a movement in the carriage, hurriedly rode to the window, leaned down and asked.

"Uncle Wei, please send someone to tell your great-grandmother quickly, and prepare more dinner for the two sons." Zhu Luan said.

Although it is unlikely that the family will not have enough to eat dinner, but the British Mansion is in a state of ruin, and the old lady Bai must be preparing the meal in the small kitchen of Shou'an Hall.

After Zhu Luan finished speaking, Wei Yong nodded and left, and calm returned to the carriage again.

Putting aside the current situation of the British Mansion that ordinary people do not understand, this is actually a more solemn etiquette when the Maison entertains guests, and the host family makes a special statement to show that he values the guests who come to visit suddenly.

Hearing this, Yu Sinian showed a trace of distress on his face, frowned slightly and said, "Miss Zhu, you don't need to be so ......."

"I just obeyed the master's order to send you back, and I didn't intend to disturb the house." Nian Huazang interrupted Yu Si Nian's words and said firmly.

Zhu Rong looked at the two of them, and his gaze became a little cold.

"Why sit down if you're here?" Zhu Luan's face was not half different, and he looked at Yu Sinian and said softly.

Ignore the years next to it.

Then she called, "Senior brother." ”

Yu Sinian was stunned for a moment, his expression was a little complicated, and then he nodded and arched his hand to Zhu Rong and Zhu Luan, "Then disturb." ”

Nian Huazang's face was even more ugly, but after Zhu Luan and Yu Sinian finished speaking, they looked at the scenery outside the window again, as if they hadn't heard what he said before, and they didn't say a word of greeting.

The air in the box became even more eerie.

Fortunately, with the sound of horse-drawn carriages, the gate of the British Mansion gradually appeared in front of you.

Xu was sent to report in advance, and under the not very bright lantern at the entrance of the British Mansion, the figure of the old lady Bai on crutches appeared.

At the same time, there was also the cheers of the people under the maid.

"The young master is back!" "The young master is back!"

Many of them had just learned about the existence of their young master, but the large bounty and the colorful descriptions of a few servants in Shou'an Hall had already made everyone full of enthusiasm for this young master.

There were shouts of joy in the British mansion, and many people ran to the gate.

This scene startled the two sons in the carriage who didn't know the inside story, but then the two remembered the previous statement that the British government was about to close down, and looked at the jubilant scene in front of them thoughtfully.

Zhu Rong, who was sitting in the carriage, had a surprised smile on his face, lifted the curtain and jumped down.

"Ouch, my little ancestor, you can slow down!" Mrs. Chen counted on the side, and the maids and mothers-in-law around laughed one after another.

"Grandma, my grandson is back." Zhu Rong rushed to the old lady Bai and saluted with a smile.

Although she had been mentally prepared, after the previous turmoil, before she could sort out her mood, Zhu Rong immediately went out with Zhu Luan, and now that everything in the house has finally calmed down, she can finally see everything in front of her clearly.

The young man who walked towards her was so handsome and full of life.

He was very similar to his father, his grandfather, and his husband.

The white old lady, who had been in her life for half her life, felt that her eyes were a little hot.

This is the boy who bleeds the blood of both her and the old man.

Their great-grandchildren.

He's back.

He survived.

Those old days, the glory of the past, and the hope of the past have returned.

"Okay, okay, I'm back," Mrs. Bai held Zhu Rong's hand and said incessantly, some of the people in the courtyard were crying and laughing, and the atmosphere was very harmonious for a while.

And at this moment, a goose-yellow figure rushed out like a cannonball, breaking the scene of family fun in front of him.

"Miss, Miss," the little girl shouted, her voice sharp and crisp, "Is my Miss injured?" What are you guys doing here! ”

The mother-in-law who followed her was angry and laughing, but she couldn't pull her, so she had to helplessly ask Mrs. Bai for her guilt.

"It's okay, how is she?" Mrs. Bai was about to ask about Zhu Rongjiu's girl, but found that her grandson, who was still in front of her just now, had disappeared.

She looked at it and found that Zhu Rong had run back to the carriage and carefully picked up the girl.

Old Mrs. Bai narrowed her eyes, and just wanted to say something, but found that this was not over, and the two young men also followed out of the carriage, although they couldn't see their faces clearly, but they looked quite extraordinary with their full body.

Who is this?

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