"I wanted to hug him, but now he cries as soon as he leaves your arms! I really have no conscience, I am sorry that I have taken him for so long! Yu Zijin was sullen and raised his cheeks, and glared fiercely at the little ghost with black eyes obediently, but the little ghost only had the person holding him in his eyes.

Yu Wenzheng interjected: "Yes, he is only looking for you now, and you will take it back to the Huo family to take care of it for two months, not to mention ......" He grabbed Yu Zijin, who was smiling and bowing his head, and raised his eyebrows at Huo Yanting, "Besides, my grandmother is old and can't travel long distances to leave Lechuan, of course I have to take Zijin back to handle the marriage, and the next two months will be busy." ”

"You...... You ......" Huo Yanting shook his head, and was stabbed in his heart again, they are both brothers, he embraces beauties with candles in the cave room, but his handsome son is unmarried and has to take the child on the side, don't even think about it! He pulled his face and turned around to hand over the child to the nurse, but before he could stretch out his hand, the ancestor in his arms began to whine again.

Huo Dagongzi's face has never been so dark......

Yu Zijin and Yu Wenzheng couldn't help but laugh.

The whole person stiffened for half a cup of tea, Huo Yanting gritted his teeth and accepted his fate, "Two months, not one more day!" ”

"Deal!" Yu Zijin clapped his hands and said, "Sister Peiyue asked me to give this child a name, I thought about it for a long time and I didn't think of a good one, and I'm not good at this, what do you think we should call him?" You can't call old children and children! ”

Huo Yanting suddenly burst into flames, he smiled wickedly and spoke before Yu Wenzheng, "I'm good at this!" ”

Yu Zijin felt a little cold in his heart.

Huo Yanting has already said with a straight face: "The Book of Songs has clouds: Junipo Luo, Wei Shui. How about we name him a name? What an atmosphere! Regardless of the opinions of the two people, he nodded beautifully to himself, coaxing the smart and innocent baby in his arms and whispering: "Yang'er, Ah Yang, do you like this name?" Well? ”

The one who is in trouble, call you a little disaster to harm my son!

Yu Zijin rolled his eyes, and secretly decided that the name should be handed over to Ouyang Peiyue in the future!

People who have nothing to do to move stones usually end up smashing their own feet, when the truth is revealed one day, Huo Yanting just wants to return to this moment and slap himself a few times, but at that time, his son's name has been called by the Huo family, and the family genealogy has been changed, and it can't be changed. And when he picked up the pen and wanted to make a final struggle, the old lady in the family, who was dizzy and had no legs, was as rare as a return, and had already written his son's name on the family tree one step ahead of him.

Huo Yang - staring at those two words, Huo Dagongzi felt very uncomfortable.

I haven't slept peacefully in a long time.

Because of this incident, the newlywed wife, who should have been affectionate, slept in the marriage room with Jiao'er in her arms every night, and did not let him enter the door for three months.

It was a cloudy afternoon when I arrived in Lechuan, looking at the magnificent Yuwen Mansion, although the specifications are still there, it can also make people imagine its lively and noisy past, but anyone can feel that it is empty and lonely now, but it is an empty mansion.

Meng Meng stepped forward and knocked on the tiger face shop on the door, and after a while, someone opened the door from the inside, and when he saw the handsome young man walking out of the door with a smile, Yu Zijin was dumbfounded, and couldn't help but look back at Yuwen Pengju, who was beckoning his entourage to move things.

"This is Hefei, Pengju's twin brother." Yu Wenzheng explained with a smile.

Yu Zijin put away his surprise and nodded, at this time Yuwen Hefei had already come to the two of them to salute, although he looked the same as Yuwen Pengju, but Yuwen Hefei was obviously more calm and less talkative, and without saying much, he directly led the two into the house.

Although Mrs. Yuwen is a woman, she practiced kung fu when she was young, and she is very heroic and vigorous and does not lose to men, even if she is old, her body is still tough, her eyes are very spiritual, and she is a majestic woman who adheres to the dignity.

Looking at Yu Zijin, who lowered her eyebrows and didn't say much, she advanced and retreated appropriately, behaved politely, and added this appearance, although Mrs. Yuwen didn't have much appreciation in her eyes, Yu Wenzheng could see from her nodding that her grandmother was very satisfied, and her grandmother had always been indifferent and silent, even if she maintained an alienated attitude towards her father and grandchildren, it was enough for Zijin to get her to nod.

"You grew up in Shangjing, right?" After some greetings, Mrs. Yuwen spoke to Yuzijin.

Yu Zijin sat on the Nanmu carved chair and bowed slightly, "Yes, I was born in Chongxi, and I have been growing up in Shangjing since I was six years old." ”

"Hmm......" Mrs. Yuwentai's eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a wistful smile on the corner of her mouth, as if she recalled something, "After your father ordered the relocation of the capital, I am afraid that Shangjing will gradually decline, and I am afraid that it will no longer be as prosperous as it used to be, right?" ”

Yu Zijin nodded and sighed yes, and asked cautiously, "Grandmother also grew up in Shangjing?" Then he felt a little abrupt, so he lowered his head.

Mrs. Yuwen didn't answer, only smiled slightly, and told her that Chu Nan was wet and cool in the spring rain this season, so she would leave first after taking care of her body, and called Yuwen Zheng together, only saying that she had something to say to him.

Giving Yu Zijin a reassuring look, Yu Wenzheng got up and helped his grandmother to go to the inner hall.

"Madame Modo thinks, Mrs. Tai is just a little indifferent, but her heart and eyes are very good, she doesn't like to say much to anyone, not just Madame." Yerba Grass offers a cup of comfort.

Yu Zijin smiled, this Ah Zheng had already told her on the way, "It's okay, I just think that my grandmother seems to be very familiar with Shangjing, so I was just curious to ask." ”

took a sip of the cup, she was drinking the unique fruit brew all the way, but the cup was not tea or ginseng soup, I think it was prepared by Mrs. Tai, as Ah Zheng said, it is a master who is cold on the outside and hot on the inside.

Getting up and walking slowly in the living room, Yu Zijin watched the layout of the mansion, the layout was clear, the house was regular, although it was not so magnificent, but it was also extraordinarily noble and exquisite, it was really difficult for people to imagine that such a regular mansion had also been destroyed and bloodied!

Attracted by a small head sticking out of the door, Yu Zijin glanced at the herb.

Fangcao understood, walked to the door and led the little man into the hall, it was a little girl, six or seven years old, wearing a pink dress, her hair was half tied with a pink headband and half draped and fluttering in the wind, she looked very cute and watery, a pair of big eyes shining, and she was not ordinary innocent.

Yu Zijin looked at this little girl who was only the same age as her ninth brother Yu Ze, and loved it very much, remembering that Yu Wenzheng had said that his deceased sister had left an orphan, and there must be no doubt that this child was the same.

"Miss Sun, this is the wife of the fourth master, call your aunt!" Fangcao half-squatted beside the little girl and introduced it softly.

"Auntie!" The little girl screamed clearly and loudly, and her big bright eyes flashed very pleasantly.

"Well, come to my aunt." Thinking of the slaughter of this child's parents at a young age, Yu Zijin felt pity and held her in his arms, and the little girl was not afraid of life, so she let Yu Zijin hold her and touch her round head, "What's your name?" ”

"Back to my aunt, my name is Qinghuan."

"Qinghuan? The taste of the world is Qinghuan......" Yu Zijin hugged the little body in his arms and whispered.

"Yes, it's that Qinghuan, my aunt is so smart!" Qing Huan smiled sweetly and slapped her little face, looking at Yu Zijin and smiling a little distractedly, "Uncle is so beautiful, Qing Huan likes aunt!" ”

Yu Zijin always had a gentle smile, and when he heard this, he was a little gentle, "Good, my aunt also likes Qinghuan." ”

Qing Huan's father is the young master of the Bai clan, one of the five surnamed clans in southern Chu, on the day of the Liukou massacre Lechuan, he was accompanying his wife to return home to save relatives, but he didn't expect to die tragically here, and no one in the Bai clan was spared, leaving only Qing Huan, who was born in the womb, and has been raised under the knees of Mrs. Yuwentai.

Fangcao and Meng Meng on the side looked at Qing Huan, who was obediently nestled in Yu Zijin's arms, her eyes moist, "I didn't expect Miss Sun to be silent, and today she fell in love with Mrs. like this, Miss Sun's father was not there when she was born, and the eldest lady had a difficult birth when she gave birth to her, and she didn't even ...... her biological parents."

Speaking of this, the two of them cried, their parents were also killed by the rogues back then, but at that time, they were older than Miss Sun, and they were held in their hands by their parents for a long time. But Miss Sun has never enjoyed the love of her parents for a day, although the fourth master has always regarded it as his own, but after all, he is too busy outside all the year round, and Mrs. Sun is so caring and nurturing, but she is so indifferent...... Well, now that a lady is here, she is kind-hearted and mild-tempered, and she will definitely take good care of Miss Sun.

Yu Zijin and Forsythia were also touched when they heard this, hugged Qinghuan tightly and let her sit on top of them, chatting with this little girl who was talking about children, warm and happy like a mother and daughter.

"Uncle!" Seeing Yu Wenzheng coming out of the inner hall, Qing Huan's eyes lit up, and he forgot the topic he was talking about with Yu Zijin just now, and trotted into Yu Wenzheng's arms.

Yuwen Zheng doted on Qing Huan in his arms, "Good, I haven't seen you for a long time, my uncle's Qing Huan has grown taller again, what were you talking to my aunt just now?" So happy! ”

"Qing Huan likes her aunt very much, and she is looking forward to her aunt giving birth to a little brother for Qing Huan, Qing Huan has prepared a gift for her little brother, and she is about to ask her aunt to see it!" Regardless of the blushing Yu Zijin, Qing Huan said his thoughts as if he was happy.

"Really? Qing Huan is really good, but now my uncle is going to take my aunt to incense my grandfather, let's see another day, Qing Huan will go back to the room with Fangcao to rest first, okay? ”

"Good!" Qing Huan looked up at her immature little face, obediently got down from Yuwen Zheng's arms, saluted Yu Zijin, and let Fangcao lead her away.

Seeing the little figure walk away, Yu Zijin sighed lightly, turned to Yu Wenzheng and said, "Let's go!" ”

"Hmm!"

The ancestral hall of Yuwen's family is in a very quiet courtyard in the northwest corner of the house, and the spiritual positions of the ancestors are arranged in order, and the first few are Yuwenzheng's parents and brothers, and Yuzijin has worshiped with Yuwenzheng.

What kind of sorrow and sadness should it be for the prosperous descendants to add so many dead souls on the first day!

"Fourth master, madam, the yard has been cleaned up, if you are tired, you can go back to rest early." After the worship was finished, Yuwen He flew forward and said.

Theoretically, Yu Zijin should be called the fourth young lady in the Yuwen family, but after the extinction, Yuwen Zheng's mother had already gone, and several brothers had not married wives before their deaths, and now Yu Wenzheng has long been the head of the Yuwen family, and this title is so fixed.

Yu Wenzheng asked Yu Zijin and knew that she was not tired, so he wanted to take her to walk around the house first to familiarize herself with the environment, so he asked everyone to retreat and accompany her alone.

Glancing at a stack of books in the corner of the sacrificial table, Yu Zijin picked up the top book and knew that it was the genealogy of the Yuwen family, and opened it to see it with curiosity, and after a cursory glance, she accidentally found that her name was written on it, and it was juxtaposed with the words "Yuwen Zheng", and she couldn't help but be slightly surprised, this word was obviously not written recently.

"When I returned from Beijing last year, I put your name in the family tree when I returned home, Zijin, you are my wife, and you will be in this life! You're the only one! ”

There was a warm breath in her ears, Yu Zijin closed the family tree and leaned into the arms of the person behind her, and a tear quietly slipped down in front of her, Ah Zheng, your affectionate dedication moved me, made me happy, and made me feel more guilty!