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"Big brother, you have been there all these years, so that your sister-in-law is easy to find."

As soon as these words came out, Ziyu raised her head slightly, feeling that this man was really her mother's eldest brother and her uncle.

It turned out that her nephew was like an uncle, and she was so similar to this person that she was really related.

"Alas, it's hard to say, it's not for Hui Niang." The middle-aged man named Hua Fei saw that Qin Yun recognized him and showed sincere feelings, and his attitude couldn't help but soften, and he sighed sadly.

"Hui Niang no, this Hui Niang is definitely fake, she is not my Hui Niang, my Hui Niang is already dead, I buried it with my own hands, it is absolutely impossible." As soon as he heard Hua Fei say that it was for Hui Niang, Qin Yun instantly exploded, and his eyes were very unkind when he looked at the woman.

"Husband, don't you even recognize Hui Niang" The woman lowered her head when she saw this, and tears fell to the ground.

"Mother of the House"

"This, this is the real housewife"

Those big shopkeepers reacted from the shock, and they couldn't help but say when they looked at this woman for a while, this is the housemother in their memory.

"Impossible." Qin Yun was resolutely opposed.

"Sister, listen to me, my sister Huiniang back then"

Hearing this, Ziyu silently withdrew from the study, put his hands behind his back, and slowly prepared to go to the stone table in the courtyard to drink tea.

No, Bei Ming Changfeng and Bei Mingyou have already taken the lead, and they have already sat on it to drink tea, but Bei Mingyou's big eyes can't help but look at her curiously.

"You don't listen" Beiming Changfeng looked at Ziyu, whether it was her mother or fake, she should be on the side at this time, why Ziyu didn't seem to care about this at all.

Ziyu sat down neatly, picked up the teacup of the North Shadow Changfeng and drank it all: "What's so good, since you came, you must come prepared, it really can't be fake, and the fake can't be debunked at the moment, it's good to have a father to get it, you don't need me." ”

"Your mother." Bei Mingyu looked at Ziyu and blinked.

She doesn't care at all about the truth or the fake

Ziyu looked back at the north and played a fancy trick with the teacup in his hand: "No feelings." ”

From birth to more than ten years now, there is only one tablet in her life, to be honest, she really has no feelings, and she has no feelings to talk about halfway.

Since she has no feelings, her father admits it, then she will be a filial piety to her mother, and her father thinks it is fake, so she will go coolly, anyway, she can't recognize who is real and who is fake, which can be judged by her father.

The Northern Darkness is humorous.

Beiming Changfeng glanced at Ziyu, a trace of deep thought flashed between his eyebrows, and then nodded slowly: "That's fine." ”

Simply and neatly does not have a long relationship, although it seems a little ruthless, but it is the best attitude to deal with this matter.

Ziyu waved his hand when he heard this, and then looked at Bei Mingyu: "You have arranged the matter of going to the Emperor of Houqin to borrow money, and you have the leisure to watch the excitement here."

Hearing this, Bei Mingyou immediately jumped off the stone stool, turned around and ran out.

On the way back, Ziyu had already taught him how to borrow money from Emperor Qin, and he was going to do it immediately.

Seeing that Beiming Changfeng had run away, he couldn't help but move his eyebrows slightly and looked at Ziyu: "Your life experience is really messy." ”

Ziyu spread his hands when he heard this: "It's not what I think." ”

Life experience, if she could choose, she would definitely choose not to cross, she would still be alive and well in her original place.

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