He Yutang slowly paced alone in the study, suddenly paused, turned his head sideways as if thinking about something, then opened the door of the study and walked towards the "Moon Evening Pavilion" outside the study.

On the way to the pavilion, he ordered a small servant who was waiting behind him to go and look for the little wolf to come and meet.

…………

"Father-in-law."

After a while, the little wolf quietly came, still with the same expressionless appearance. He Yutang, who was still immersed in his own world and didn't know what he was thinking, was recalled to reality by the voice of the little wolf.

"Huh? Oh! It's a little wolf, here. Have you visited your stepmother lately? ”

He Yutang spoke slowly, and his voice was as light as if a slight breeze could blow it away.

"Back to my father-in-law, the little wolf hasn't been there recently."

Fortunately, the little wolf was born with deaf ears and eyes, and He Yutang could also hear it clearly when he spoke so softly.

"Oh! My father-in-law is going to visit your stepmother today, so you don't have to go with me this time. On weekdays, if you have nothing to do, you can also go to see your stepmother, as the governor of Haizhou, whether it is in the governor's mansion or in this governor's mansion, many times, in some things, you can't help yourself, you can't do what you want! What can I do about it? ”

He Yutang looked at the little wolf in front of him who was becoming more and more popular with fireworks, and couldn't help but sigh a little in his heart.

Although this Zhizhou Mansion is his current home, in it, He Yutang did not feel too much warmth and comfort. No matter where you are in this house, you always feel that everything around you is so cold, so cold, so silent.

The huge Zhizhou Mansion is not as good as the somewhat dilapidated farmhouse courtyard where Wan'er is.

Although the small courtyard is small, it has all kinds of organs, and the most important thing is that there are people in it who are concerned about it.

Every time I go to listen to Wan'er say something about herself, and then think about when I was young, I feel very ironed in my heart.

That's nice! That's great!

In a short time, I will be able to meet Wan'er.

"The little wolf knows."

He Yutang waved his hand and motioned for the little wolf to retreat, while he slowly stood up from the stone bench sitting in the pavilion and slowly walked in the direction of his study.

················“ Young Master······"

Mrs. He's maid, the cuckoo, twisted her slender waist as if out of nowhere, came to He Weicheng's courtyard, and gently called He Weicheng as she walked.

"Huh? It's the cuckoo, did Madame ask you to come to the young master? ”

He Si, the little servant who often followed He Weicheng's side, saw the cuckoo coming and hurriedly went up.

"Brother He, it's you on duty today, is the young master in the room?"

The cuckoo's beautiful face smiled like a flower at He Si, and asked in a sweet voice.

"In ······ In ······ Here it is! The young master is in the study, you Brother He and I will report here, Du Juan, you wait a minute. ”

When He Si saw the cuckoo's smile, he suddenly became a little uncomfortable when he spoke, and his eyes were a little straight. For some reason, Recently, He Si always felt that this cuckoo girl was getting more and more smart.

"Young Master."

He Si turned around and walked towards the study where He Weicheng was and knocked on the door.

"What?"

He Weicheng's voice came from the study, He Si listened carefully, and felt that the young master didn't seem to be in a good mood today.

"Young master, it's the cuckoo in the lady's room here, it seems that something has come to ask to see you, young master."

He Si thought about the cuckoo who was smiling at him, and whispered a word.

"Cuckoo? Oh? You let her in. ”

He Weicheng, who was in his study, seemed to be stunned for a moment before reacting.

Strange, what is the maid cuckoo in the mother's room doing here?

Ay...... I really want to look up to the sky and sigh.

It's really hard to try to observe the people and things around you with your divine sense.

Yesterday, my father just read a book in his room for a whole day.

During this period, neither Master Yuan nor Steward Wang appeared. Not even a single person came to my father to discuss anything important.

Even if you can't figure out when your father will go to the woman your mother is talking about, you can at least let yourself know something that your father hasn't told you.

Now that I have returned, I have told my father about my adventures, but my father seems to treat me as before.

After all, now that I am a cultivator, my father should have told me about many important things, and he should have let me participate in them.

I don't know why, why does my father always rely so much on the little wolf?

The little wolf has that stinky face all day long, and he talks as if he cherishes words like gold, thinking that such a look is very powerful in the eyes of others?

Hum! Sooner or later, I want to make you look good.

Last time, I went to Huaguo Mountain to deliver rice and grain, but my father didn't plan to let me go.

If it weren't for the fact that I wanted to go treasure hunting, maybe my father would have let Master Yuan go.

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After Du Juan got He Si's reply that the young master called him in, he smiled at He Si and thanked him, and walked into He Weicheng's courtyard.

Walking into the study, Du Juan found that his young master, He Weicheng, seemed to be thinking about something in a daze. There were fine pen, ink, paper and inkstones on the desk, but there were no traces left on the white paper, and there were no littered paper balls on the ground.

The cuckoo smiled lightly and whispered to He Weicheng.

"Young Master."

"Oh, it's the cuckoo, is there something wrong with my mother asking you to come?"

"Madame asked the cuckoo to come and bring a message to the young master, and Madame said that the master has something to do today······"

The cuckoo seemed to be shy, two blushes flew on his little face, and he spit soft and glutinous words between words, and kept looking down at the legs of the desk, as if he didn't dare to raise his head to look at He Weicheng.

"Huh? Something to do today? What else did my mother say? ”

"Cuckoo, Cuckoo doesn't understand either, but Madame really only said that."

The cuckoo looked down at the legs of his desk, his voice getting quieter and quieter, and his head burying his head lower and lower.

"That's it? Alright, cuckoo, you should go back first. I replied to my mother that I knew. ”

He Weicheng saw that Du Juan didn't seem to be able to say anything ugly, so he asked Du Juan to retreat first.

Mother said, "Father has something to do today?"

Why did the mother ask the cuckoo to come and say that there was something wrong with the father?

If my father is looking for me, he will definitely let the little servant come to deliver the message, so it seems that he does not mean to look for me, then?

En······ Don't? Could it be that my father is going to find that?

It's weird, I didn't find any clues yesterday, and my father is going out today? Is it really such a coincidence?

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"I don't know if the young master understands what this means?"

After Du Juan came out of He Weicheng's study, he thanked He Si before leaving the hospital, and left quickly, thinking as he walked.

On that day, when Mrs. He cried to He Weicheng in the Buddhist hall about Lord He, there were only two of them in the Buddhist hall at that time, the mother and son. Seeing that Mrs. He's mood was not right that day, he quietly walked to a small window outside the Buddhist hall that was not often used, and listened to the conversation between the mother and son.

For so many days, my father has never returned, except for Mrs. He occasionally mentioning the name of her father, Lao Awang, and asking about the situation, no one in this He Mansion seems to think of her father, Lao Awang.

If it was in the past, there were servants who went out to run errands on weekdays and did not return for many days, no matter what happened to Lord He, he would still ask about it in a fake way.

Father followed the young master out of the door, and the young master has been back for so many days, and he has never talked about his father's whereabouts.

Now that I think about it, it's really like in that dream, my father has indeed left himself and his mother.

But how did my father die, but I must find out clearly!

Since Madame said that Lord He had someone outside, and the young master looked unaware of the injury, then in such a situation, it would be excellent if he could make Lord He's backyard catch fire.

Since inadvertently learning the news that his father may have died, Du Juan will talk witty things to the young master and the little maid in the old man's courtyard on weekdays, intentionally or unintentionally.

If his father, Lao Ngawang, was still alive, he would not have allowed himself to do this.

Although she is just a small maid in this He Mansion, she will always marry a woman and a mother in the future, so she should pay attention to her words and deeds on weekdays.

My father had always taught him this.

But now for the sake of his father, in order to know the true situation of his father's death, what if he goes out and shows his face?

Fortunately, I still have such a good appearance from God, and it is relatively easy to find out some news that I want to know. It's just a matter of smiling more and good things.

Since Du Juan heard the conversation between He Weicheng's mother and son in the Buddhist hall at that time, he has paid attention to the whereabouts of Lord He.

And during this time, there were more occasions when Du Juan and several small people in Lord He's courtyard met by chance.

Just this morning, I heard a little guy who came to Lord He's courtyard last year inadvertently said, Lord He seemed to be preparing to go out of the house, but he didn't pack any soft baggage, and he didn't say which guy to follow.

Du Juan thought about it in private, isn't this exactly what happened to Lord He many times in the past?

Don't? Could it be that what Madame said to the young master in the Buddhist hall that day is indeed true?!

So Du Juan had the courage to come to see He Weicheng privately, pretending to be Mrs. He's demeanor and tone when she spoke, and told He Weicheng the news in a vague and vague manner.