Minghui listened quietly and didn't say a word.

There was silence in the courtyard, although there was wind, sunshine, and occasional swallows flying by, but for some reason, Mrs. Yang felt breathless, it was the feeling that she was still alive, but she couldn't breathe.

Mrs. Yang had no choice but to bite the bullet and continue: "After Mrs. heard the news, she took the old slave to Baoding, and saw the relics of the little young master in the county office, which was the small seal engraved by the wife herself.

Alas, how did the old slave know how to find the uncle, the wife didn't remember anything.

In desperation, the old slave had to take his wife to the old slave's hometown, but when she got there, her wife said that she seemed to remember something, and there were always some shadows floating in her mind, but when she wanted to think about it carefully, she couldn't think of anything.

My wife suspected that she might have lived in that neighborhood before, so the old slave accompanied her to many villages, and when the Chinese New Year was approaching, we walked to the village where my cousin's family lived, and before we entered the village, my wife suddenly asked me if there was an old doctor Feng here.

The old slave hurriedly found his cousin's house, and when he asked, he found out that there was indeed an old doctor Feng in the past, but he was not from this village, but lived in a neighboring village.

It happened that someone from that village came to visit relatives, and the old slave inquired from him, and only then did he know about the Feng family.

The grandson of Dr. Feng has a reputation in his name.

When the wife heard about it, she cried so much that the old slave persuaded her to go back to the village to find Lizheng, and find the elders who knew her in the village before, and someone must know the whereabouts of Uncle Yu.

But his wife refused, she said that she was abducted and trafficked, and her relationship with Lord Dou was unclear in the eyes of others, although she was innocent, she was indeed supported by Lord Dou for many years.

Mrs. Feng also said that Dr. Feng told people that she was married far away, and she clearly didn't want people to know that she was abducted and trafficked, and if she suddenly appeared, it would only affect the uncle's reputation.

People like her are going to sink in the pond in the south.

The old slave persuaded him hard, and the wife lived in the town closest to the village, and lived for half a year.

In the past six months, the old slave looked forward to it day and night, looking forward to the reunion of his wife with the uncle's mother and son.

This day is finally coming, the uncle has not forgotten his wife, the grandmother is also filial to his wife, the old slave, the old slave is now dead, and he is satisfied.

Please also ask the grandmother not to dislike what happened to the wife, when the wife was alone, it was also helpless.

In those years, Mrs. only delayed the reputation of the outer room in vain, and she was innocent with Lord Dou.

The old slave dared to swear in front of Lord Tianzun that Mrs. Dou really had nothing to do with men and women. ”

After Mrs. Yang finished speaking, she knelt down again and kowtowed.

This piece of ground is paved with green bricks, and Mrs. Yang's head hits the ground, and there is a sound every time.

originally thought that someone would stop drinking after one or two knocks, but Mrs. Yang had already kowtowed to the sixth ring, and she didn't hear Minghui's voice.

Mrs. Yang had no choice but to peek at Minghui, who was sitting as before, Minghui didn't seem to notice that someone was peeking at her, her demeanor was as usual, and her eyebrows were calm.

Mrs. Yang finally knew what was wrong, it was this calm.

Over the years, Feng's experience can be described as twists and turns, whether it is being treated as an outer room, or the hard work of raising Ye Ting, and the sudden death of Ye Ting, all of them can make people feel emotional.

What's more, Minghui is only a sixteen or seventeen-year-old young woman.

But except for the fact that she seemed to be a little interested in Ye Ting's name, she didn't express anything else.

It seems that she is just a person who listens to stories on the streets, but this story does not resonate with her, so that she is not even interested in communicating with people.

Even Mrs. Yang's real head, she didn't even give a corner of her eyes.

Mrs. Yang's full of sorrow suddenly dissipated halfway!

What did she say wrong?

Or did this big grandmother not understand?

"Big ......"

Mrs. Yang finally stopped kowtowing, and the word "big" that burst out of her mouth finally made Minghui move her eyes back to her.

"Done?" Minghui asked.

Mrs. Yang was speechless, she didn't just finish speaking, she also kowtowed six heads, six real big heads!

"Old slave...... Old slave ......"

The sharp-toothed Mrs. Yang suddenly didn't know what to say.

Minghui smiled slightly, and said to Mrs. Yang: "Okay, I know, by the way, where is your deed, is it in your mother's hand?" ”

Mrs. Yang was stunned again, shouldn't she ask about his wife? Why did you suddenly ask about her deed of sale?

"Mrs. is merciful, she has treated the old slave as her own sister over the years, and she burned the deed early in the morning." Mrs. Yang herself didn't notice it, and her voice was unconsciously lowered.

Minghui sighed, and asked again: "Mother was bought by Lord Dou from Renyazi, so what about her deed, in the hands of Lord Dou?" ”

Mrs. Yang was stunned, what is grandma going to do?

She was indifferent to what happened to the Feng family, and what she was most concerned about was the deed of sale of their master and servant.

When the daughter-in-law inquired about where the deed of sale of her mother-in-law was, did she want to use the deed of sale to get her mother-in-law?

Seeing that Mrs. Yang didn't speak, Minghui smiled: "Aunt Yang, don't say that Lord Dou pities her mother, so she burns the deed, I can't say this, because I don't believe it." ”

Without waiting for Mrs. Yang to deny it, Minghui continued: "In those years, Ye Ting was raised by his mother's side, even if Lord Dou had a good impression of his mother, his mother was just a woman of unknown origin, she was not related to the Dou family, Lord Dou could rest assured that his only son would be raised on her, if there was no handle, Lord Dou would dare to entrust Ye Ting to his mother without knowing the return date?"

Aunt Yang, what do you say? ”

Minghui said very reasonably, Master Dou is not a fledgling hairy boy, he is a mature man who has experienced ups and downs.

Why does the main family trust the family to have children?

Speaking of which, it is not because the family has children that it means that all the deeds of the family are in the hands of the main family.

Feng is neither Lord Dou's pillow person, nor is he a relative, how could Lord Dou trust her so much?

Aunt Yang couldn't think of anything to refute for a while, she nodded indifferently: "Maybe, the old slave has a low status, and I haven't thought about it, and I haven't heard my wife talk about it." ”

Minghui seemed to be very satisfied with her reaction, stood up, and said to Mrs. Yang, who had a bruised head: "Hard work Aunt Yang, I have told me so much, go drink tea to moisten your throat, it's not too late, bring the loquat candy I brought from the capital to Aunt Yang." ”