Only then did everyone in the Meng family know that there was still a process of Jiji stopping people that day.

At that time, they had heard of the Qi Niangzi righteous case in the city, but as for the details, they didn't know much - they looked at the matter from the perspective of a bystander before, but now, this matter has become their family affair.

Shan was moved, but he couldn't help but feel that the little girl in front of him, who was so pleasing to the eye, really had a fate with their Meng family - I'm afraid it wasn't the noble person they were destined to be!

Hey, it's just that her stupid son is not angry.

Let's talk about it from the moment, there are so many ways to repay the gratitude, why does he have to give a little girl to kneel down and kowtow!

If you knock down this head, the road will be narrow!

- Can't he think of anything else, such as great kindness and great virtue that cannot be repaid, but what can only be done with his body?

Looking at his son's red forehead kneeling there, Shan only felt that he had no eyes.

Seeing that everyone in the Meng family turned their eyes over and thanked him, Ji Ji waved his hand again and again: "It's just that the road is uneven, and it's not enough to worry about ......!" ”

She is a person who can only use brute force, and when it comes to it, it is her girl and Marquis Xiao who really save Qi Niangzi.

Looking at the attitude and eyes of the Meng family, especially the Shan family, towards Jiji, Hengyu's mood was complicated for a moment.

Gigi was influenced by her a lot, so she rejected many stereotypes and injustices.

But more people don't realize that it's a stale and unjust thing - in this uncivilized world, they are born bound by established things, and how many people naturally know how to reflect and even rebel?

Therefore, she could not say that the Meng family was at fault.

But she believes that it is not the same person, and it is really not necessary to force it.

These thoughts were only for a moment, and Hengyu's eyes quickly fell on Mrs. Wen and Qi Qing.

Today is a day to be happy about.

The room was filled with sighs of joy and joy, and laughter rang out from time to time.

This burst of laughter is particularly precious to this small courtyard, which has been silent for 20 years.

It is like a belated but blazing dawn, dispelling the gloom that has been covering the sky for a long time, and taking away all the gloomy colors hidden in the corners and corners.

Bad luck and good fortune always come in this way and people are unprepared for it - the former is like twenty years ago, and the latter is today.

Inside, Heng Yu said goodbye in a timely manner: "It's really late tonight, so I won't disturb Mrs. Wen to rest." ”

After speaking, she looked at Qi Qing with a smile, and there seemed to be a hint of inquiry in her eyes.

"I ...... It's time for me to go back, too. Qi Qing was still a little nervous.

After Shan was stunned for a moment, he asked with a smile: "Silly boy, this is your home, where are you going back?" ”

Qi Qing whispered, "I...... There are still clothes in the yard that have not yet been dried. ”

After a pause, laughter erupted.

"Our sister is a thrifty housekeeper!" Father Meng tried not to mention those bitter statements, and said with a smile: "I guess I will also be a good hand in learning to take care of business in the future!" ”

Hearing the words "take care of business", Hengyu had some thoughts in his heart.

From Mrs. Meng's general account of the accounts, to Father Meng's current attitude-

The Meng family's merger does not seem to be mixed with many of the usual calculations......

So, is it just to continue the incense for the late brother and give the eldest lady a support?

If so, then ......

Hengyu subconsciously looked at the mother and daughter who had just met.

Mrs. Wen's eyes were full of smiles at this time, holding Qi Qing's hand and refusing to let go, her tone was gentle and patient: "...... Then A-Niang asked someone to go over and dry your clothes, okay? ”

What children value is not necessarily the old clothes, but the changes in identity that have not yet been adapted, and these old clothes are a bridge between the old and the new.

When crossing a bridge, you always need to walk slowly and cautiously.

Qi Qing seemed to hesitate for a moment, but in the end, under the warm and understanding eyes of Mrs. Wen, she nodded lightly.

Shan laughed: "Okay, well, I will give Sister Kite a lot of dry and take it back!" ”

Qi Qing couldn't help but smile when she heard these childlike words, and then whispered, "I want to send one to Master Ji." ”

Mrs. Wen nodded with a smile: "It should be so." ”

Qi Qing sent Hengyu out of the front hall and slowly came to the courtyard under the plum tree to speak.

The night breeze seemed to have a coldness that woke people up from their dreams, and in front of Hengyu, Qi Qing no longer hid the apprehension in her eyes: "Miss Ji...... Is all this true? They...... Could it be a mistake? ”

She still felt extremely unreal.

Heng Yu said with a smile: "Mrs. Wen is thoughtful and cautious, and she has been looking for her daughter for twenty years, I think it is impossible for her to admit her mistake." ”

Qi Qing twisted her fingers lightly, and her voice was very low: "I really didn't think that my surname was not Qi ......"

Only then did she know that she was actually called Meng Jiayuan.

"Does the lady want to stay? If I need to think again, I can discuss it with Mrs. Wen, and she will understand. Hengyu took the initiative to say.

Even if you pity the hearts of parents all over the world, the word "recognizing relatives" after many years has never only valued the wishes of one party.

Want to stay?

Qi Qing thought a lot in an instant.

This happened suddenly, and when she faced everyone in the Meng family, all she saw were eyes full of guilt......

But what did she have to blame?

At the beginning, she was not abandoned, but accidentally lost.

The Meng family has been looking for her for so many years and has never given up, and only then in the room of Mrs. Wen, you can see the feeling of missing her daughter almost everywhere......

On the contrary, she has never experienced the pain and suffering of this because she has no memory of her childhood experience and knows nothing about everything over the years, and even when she learns the truth at this time, she can't resent the "adoptive parents" who love her in her memory.

Because of this state of mind, she felt a little unspeakable guilt for Mrs. Wen, who had been hurt for many years.

Tonight, she found her family, but she also lost it.

She thought, she really needs time to slowly accept all this-

Qi Qing turned her head slightly to look at the inner room with the lights on.

What she needs is time, and Mrs. Wen needs her.

There is a sense and bond between blood relatives -

At this moment, a woman's suppressed cough came from the inner room.

"Miss Ji, I want to stay." Qi Qing's voice was very soft, but it lacked the initial hesitation.

Hengyu smiled: "Okay, then I'll come to see Meng Niangzi another day." ”

Since he decided to stay, then he will no longer be Qi Qing.

Meng Jiayuan's eyes flashed with some tears and curtsied at the girl: "Thank you, Miss Ji." ”

Inside, squinting through the crack in the window to see the figure of her own girl turning back, the mother-in-law turned her head, lowered her voice and said happily: "...... Big lady, the girl is back! ”

When Mrs. Wen heard this, she immediately leaned half on the couch, covered her mouth with a handkerchief and coughed again, her expression became more and more weak and weak.

Seeing that Hengyu finished speaking, Xiao Mu walked out of the front hall.

The second room family sent Xiao Mu and Hengyu outside the gate.

On the way, Jiji looked at the young man's somewhat broken and blue forehead beside him, and wanted to laugh.

It's one thing to think it's funny.

On the other hand, I am happy for him.

To be precise, I am happy for the entire Meng family and Jia Kite Niangzi.

Even though she has no fate with this fool, and there is a trace of unwillingness in her heart, she has absolutely no hostility towards the Meng family - thinking of her Jiji, she has been taught by the girl for many years, which is very reasonable!

As if sensing her gaze, Meng Dazhu turned his head to look at her and pulled out a big smile at her.

This fool......

Jiji staggered his gaze with a wooden face.

Dazhu didn't look lost, but his eyes were full of light, as if he had made a decision.

Dazhu did not go back with his own general, and General Xiao also issued a military order, telling him to stay at home for a few more days to arrange everything.

After seeing his general leave, Dazhu turned around and walked towards the courtyard with his father, and the first thing he arranged was: "Dad, let's have someone send a message to Uncle Ping tomorrow morning, and we have to tell Uncle Ping the good news of Sister Ping's return as soon as possible!" ”

Not long ago, Uncle Ping left Yingzhou with a few portraits given by Ji painters to look for people.

Over the years, Uncle Ping has been working hard to get Sister A back, and Uncle Ping is no less than them.

Father Meng smiled and nodded: "For so many years, I have never seen your Uncle Ping smile, maybe this time I can open my eyes!" ”

"Dongjia, I want to interject another sentence......" Uncle Cai, the old servant who was following him, opened his mouth, and there were bruises on his forehead that were different from the young owner's family.

"Oh?"

"The chair that Hou Ye sat on in the big lady's hall just now, the tea cup used...... Do you think we're going to offer it? "Uncle Cai solemnly waits - what the Bodhisattva has touched, it is stained with the light of the Buddha! It will definitely be able to town, bless future generations!

“……？” Meng's father paused at his feet and looked at the old servant in disbelief.

And this kind of operation?

Then, he looked back behind him and was silent.

"The owner?" Uncle Cai called.

Father Meng pointed to the corridor behind him—

"Big Pillar."

"Dad, you say."

"Take someone to carefully replace the floor tiles that Hou Ye walked on, piece by piece......"

Meng Dazhu: "?? ”

Although but ...... It doesn't have to be that extreme, does it?

Uncle Cai excitedly agreed-hey, yes, that's the idea!

……

Xiao Mu didn't know the fate of the floor tiles he had stepped on, he rode beside Hengyu's carriage and returned to the Dingbei Hou Mansion without stopping.

Outside the gate of the Hou Mansion, Heng Yu got out of the carriage and saw Xiao Mu still sitting on horseback.

Seeing her come over, he said, "Go in." ”

"Isn't Master Hou going home?"

"I'll go back to the barracks—"

Heng Yu realized it later-so, did he send her back on purpose?

Seeing that the man on the horse held the reins and wanted to turn the horse's head, she suddenly said: "It's really late tonight, Master Hou will return to the barracks, I'm afraid it's going to be dawn." ”

Speaking of which, she is not a person who cares about other people's affairs, but his "injury" ......

Xiao Mu was stunned when he heard this, but he just said, "It's okay." ”

It's not a big deal, but what he makes makes always has to go according to the plan, and he doesn't like to be disrupted.

Facing his cold eyebrows, Heng Yu didn't hope to persuade this person, and said with a perfunctory mentality after opening his mouth: "I thought that instead of rushing back overnight, Hou Ye would go back to the house to rest for two hours, and then leave for the camp early tomorrow morning." ”

Since he insisted, let him be—

When Hengyu was about to go back, he immediately said, "It's okay." ”

Immediately, the man rolled over and dismounted.

Hengyu: ...... She didn't understand.

Obviously, there is no sign that he can be persuaded-

Xiao Mu, who didn't know why he suddenly changed his mind and got off the horse, said calmly: "Let's go." ”

Heng Yu had no choice but to nod.

The two of them crossed the threshold of the Hou Mansion and walked into the courtyard.

Thinking of Mrs. Wen's search for her beloved daughter, Hengyu, who was still carrying the portrait in her sleeve, relaxed, looked at the night at this time, and sighed: "The stars are exceptionally bright tonight." ”

Xiao Mu subconsciously looked at the night sky with her.

Have it?

As long as it is a clear night, there will be stars, and there is no difference.

When he retracted his gaze, his gaze fell on the girl's star-bright eyes—

Star...... It's really bright.

And "Star" winked at him -

The girl turned her head to look at him, and suddenly asked, "Master Hou, did you say that after a person dies, he will really become a star?" ”

This kind of problem used to coax a three-year-old child made Marquis Xiao think without thinking: "Naturally it's not-"

The shiny "stars" were still staring at him......

After a pause, Marquis Xiao tried his best to look ahead and said, "Naturally, it's not necessarily. ”

Hengyu: ...... I think this is listening to your words, just like listening to a seat.

Probably realizing that his answer was a hint of nonsense, Xiao Houye rarely took the initiative to continue the topic: "Master Ji believes in such statements? ”

Hengyu nodded: "Letter." ”

She looked at the faintly twinkling stars and said, "I, Aweng, once said that the life and death of a person is like the rising and falling of the stars, and the so-called death of a person is to return himself to the earth. Maybe a hundred years from now, we will become a handful of dust, and a thousand years later, we will grow into a big tree, a dandelion seed blown away by the wind...... If it is longer, thousands of years, under the change of all things, who can say that you and I will not really melt into the sea of stars? ”

Xiao Mu, who thought it was a topic of childish remarks for a three-year-old child, looked at the stars again at this time following her words, and said: "The detachment of life and death, or to get out of the world-Mr. Qinghan is really a wise and enlightened person." ”

"So, after the separation, we will meet again." The girl's voice is very soft, revealing a bit of distance that is difficult to capture in the quiet night.

I don't know what I thought, Xiao Mu didn't answer again, but asked, "Why did you suddenly say this?" ”

"Say it casually." Heng Yu withdrew from his thoughts and smiled at him.

She never seemed to be stingy with her smile.

Xiao Mu glanced at her and said solemnly: "The night is heavy and yin, it is not appropriate to talk about life and death, don't say these unlucky words again-"

He wasn't a person who believed in this, but he inexplicably wanted her to be taboo rather than believe it.

Listening to this sentence, which seemed to be the advice of the old man next door to an ignorant child, Heng Yu also took the opportunity to seriously pat himself on the back and said: "With your big Buddha here, I don't dare to get close to any yin and evil spirit." ”

These words undoubtedly ridiculed Xiao Mu's ears, but he also took over the words: "This is not always around you. ”

"That's reasonable, in this case, I have to stick to the Hou Ye as much as possible, so that I can get more Buddha light in case of emergency."

In the face of such a cheeky face, Xiao Houye, who had lost to her hand one after another, was also rarely aroused to a trace of competitiveness, and did not squint at the moment, and said without showing weakness: "Benhou has always appreciated people who do what they say, and Ji Painter can give it a try——"

The corner of Hengyu's mouth smiled slightly.

What to try?

Sticking to him?

She turned her head to look at the man, and saw that although he was not smiling, there was a faint sense of pleasure and triumph on his handsome face.

Heng Yu blinked, and after being stunned for a moment, he couldn't help but laugh.

It turns out that the majestic, cold and noble Xiao Hou still has such a cute time.

She nodded in response, "Coincidentally, what I'm best at is walking the talk." ”

As he spoke, he took two steps forward and came closer to him.

Xiao Mu suddenly stopped, stretched out an arm to stop her behind her: "Beware-"

Heng Yu was immediately on guard, and when he heard the sound of rustling among the grass and trees beside him, he subconsciously reached out and grabbed his cloak.

Say it's too late, then it's too fast—