Master Fu confirmed that his sister was gone, and Fu Fu didn't receive any news at all.

Mrs. Fu still wants to see her little daughter every day, but she hasn't even seen her for the last time.

Immediately, his eyes were hollow and he didn't look radiant just now, and a middle-aged man also had red eyes.

"Jiang Yingjie, how dare he ...... How dare you do this to your mother and daughter! ”

Mrs. Fu even hugged Jiang Ning and the two of them and wept silently.

Fu Tingzhou also lost his appearance, his face was solemn, and his eyes were slightly red.

He remembered his aunt, who he rarely met, but who often brought back some knick-knacks from Kyoto to him and a few of his older siblings.

Now I am also sad to hear the news.

Before the mood of several people stabilized, the doctor and the maid were already waiting outside the door together.

Mrs. Fu hurriedly wiped the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief and said in a tight voice:

"Master, the doctor is here, let Yi'er rest in our yard for one night first, and tomorrow I will arrange other yards."

"I took her down first so that the doctor could see her foot injury, and I also let her clean up and rest earlier."

Only then did Master Fu react, and he calmed down and said:

"Well, madam, go and arrange it for Yi'er."

He looked at Jiang Ning again:

"Yi'er, have a good rest tonight, you will have us in the future, and I will take you to meet your grandfather tomorrow."

Jiang Ning raised his swollen walnut-like eyes and nodded obediently:

"Well, I listen to my aunt's arrangement."

When Mrs. Fu brought Jiang Ning to the side courtyard, she had already ordered someone to prepare water in advance.

After Jiang Ning freshened up and bathed, he asked the doctor to take a closer look at the injury and bandage it, and Jiang Ning, who had carefully advised, said a few words before turning around and leaving.

This also made Jiang Ning feel a burst of warmth in her heart, and she understood that Mrs. Fu was worried that she had gone through so much and was afraid of coming to a strange place again.

After Mrs. Fu left, Jiang Ning nestled in the warm futon, looked into the void and muttered:

"Jiang Zhiyi, I'm back for you. From now on, I will be you, and I will get back everything you have lost, and you should be at ease. ”

Thinking about it, I fell into a deep sleep of exhaustion.

And at this time, the top floor of the Flower Moon Building!

Liu Qingyan had been waiting there early.

After Yun Ying entered the door, he didn't wait for Liu Qingyan to ask, and directly saluted and said:

"Master, Miss Shen went to the Fu Mansion."

Liu Qingyan took a sip of the teacup and said thoughtfully:

"Oh? Fu Fu? Interesting! ”

"Find two reliable people to stay here, and keep an eye on Fu Mansion and Pear Lane."

"This is a portrait of the man in Pear Lane, but keep an eye on it, and report it at any time."

"Go and arrange it, arrange to return to Beijing overnight!"

Yun Ying has always been loyal, and he didn't ask why, so he bowed and retreated in a hurry to make arrangements.

This candidate is still easy to find, after all, the person behind this Huayue Tower is Liu Qingyan, but no one knows.

The next morning!

Jiang Zhiyi rarely had a good night's sleep and had no dreams.

Jiang Zhiyi had just gotten up when he heard the maid outside the door asking:

"Miss Cousin, are you awake? You don't need to wash up and have breakfast. ”

Jiang Zhiyi stretched out his hand and patted his face, and after sobering up for a few seconds, he responded:

"Well, come in."

A few maids came in to help Jiang Ning wash and tidy up, and had breakfast at the same time.

One of the older maids said:

"Miss Cousin, Madame asked you to go directly to the main hall after breakfast, and the lord and Mrs. will take you to greet Mrs. Fu."

Looking at the exquisite and rich breakfast in front of him, Jiang Ning had long been hungry, and he hadn't eaten a good meal since he came over.

After a gust of wind swept away the clouds, he stood up neatly.

"Let's go, don't keep my uncle and aunt waiting."

A group of maids were dumbfounded, but they still respectfully gave Jiang Zhiyi a way.

When he arrived at the main hall, Jiang Zhiyi saw that the atmosphere was still a little depressed, but Master Fu no longer had the appearance of last night's gaffe, and the whole person was a lot more serious.

And cousin Yi was also there, but he rarely didn't speak.

When Mrs. Fu saw Jiang Zhiyi coming in, she got up and took Jiang Zhiyi's hand and asked:

"Yi'er, how was your rest last night?"

"It's in a hurry, won't you get used to it?"

Master Fu also squeezed out a light smile and said with concern:

"Yi'er, if you are not used to it, you can tell your aunt directly, this will be your home from now on, don't be restrained."

Jiang Zhiyi replied with a light smile and a warm voice:

"Thank you uncle and aunt for your concern, I have a good rest and am used to it."

The two of them only thought that Jiang Zhiyi was still a little unable to let go.

Master Fu also got up at this time and said to a few people:

"Let's go, let's go see your grandfather, he has been talking about you and your mother, and I must be very happy to see you this time."

After speaking, he took Jiang Zhiyi and walked towards Changqing Garden.

When she arrived at Changqing Garden, Mrs. Fu patted Jiang Zhiyi's hand to appease.

Jiang Zhiyi raised his head and smiled sincerely.

When I entered the door, I saw an old man with gray hair but a ruddy face sitting on the upper seat.

The old man is Mrs. Fu Xuyang, Mrs. Fu's wife died young, leaving behind three sons and one daughter.

At this time, it was Fu Chengyun, the eldest son of Old Lady Fu, who brought Jiang Zhiyi over.

Jiang Zhiyi didn't know the rest of the people seated, so Jiang Zhiyi knelt directly in front of Old Lady Fu and gave a big salute:

"Grandfather is well, granddaughter greets you!"

Old Lady Fu looked at Jiang Zhiyi, her eyes were a little moist, is this still fake?

This meaning is simply delicate and soft, carved out of a mold.

The eyes are smart and clear, revealing a hint of cunning, and the white goose egg face is matched with this pink little mouth, and there is already a trace of Fu Lingrou's demeanor back then.

Although Fu Chengyun said hello in advance that he wanted to see Jiang Zhiyi today, he did not tell everyone the news that Fu Lingrou was gone.

So Mrs. Fu put away her emotions and smiled gently and kindly:

"Well, Yi'er, come over and take a good look at my grandfather."

"I wanted you to come over to play, but your mother kept saying that you were busy learning this and that you didn't have time."

"It's good that I can finally see you with my own eyes before the old man is gone, and I don't have to just look at that dry portrait."

"You're just like your mother when she was a child, okay! Great! ”

Jiang Zhiyi was sad for a while, and Fu Lingrou, the favorite youngest daughter of Old Lady Fu, ...... It's gone.

It seems that the eldest uncle has not mentioned it to him yet.

And in his memory, Jiang Zhiyi was busy, and he was obviously instigated by Jiang Yingjie not to lower his price and get involved with a businessman like his grandfather.

Unexpectedly, my grandfather and uncles didn't mind, they knew but didn't make it clear, and they were still looking forward to her coming.

With tears in his eyes, he said softly:

"Grandfather, it's my granddaughter who is not filial, and now I came to see you and your uncles and aunts."

Fu Xuyang said with a smile:

"Don't say stupid things, this Kyoto is thousands of miles away from Jinjiang Prefecture, and your identity is not suitable to come, we all understand."

"By the way, you only know your uncle and aunt."

After speaking, he beckoned to a young man behind him and said:

"Songbai, go and introduce Miss Biao."

The little young man who was waiting behind Old Lady Fu responded, stepped forward and introduced Jiang Zhiyi in turn.

Jiang Zhiyi also saluted one by one, and everyone gave a lot of good things.

After this round of salutes, Jiang Zhiyi felt that although the Fu family was a businessman, there was no way to adulterate this upbringing.

The Fu family, a big family, looks gentle, and no one has the intention of calculating and comparing.

The Fu family's concerted efforts were not pretentious on the surface, and they suddenly had a lot of good feelings.

For the first time, I felt that Jiang Zhiyi was actually quite lucky, but it was a pity that he had such a cowardly temperament.

And now the mouth of the eater is short, and the hand of the man is short! Then in the future, she will have to take care of the Fu family more.

After getting to know everyone in the Fu family, Old Lady Fu asked Jiang Zhiyi to sit beside him, and asked with a smile:

"Yi'er, why are you here alone? Where's your mother? ”

"And you come here, why don't you send a letter in advance, my grandfather will arrange someone to meet you, this Jinjiang Prefecture border is not peaceful."

Jiang Zhiyi's body stiffened slightly and became nervous.

What to do? This uncle hasn't told her about her mother's death, what should she do?

Subconsciously looked sideways at the eldest uncle, and slightly opened his lips.

But seeing that the eldest uncle didn't see her hint, he could only turn his head and look at the old lady Fu's expectant expression and replied:

"Actually...... My mother she ......."

Before he finished speaking, he heard the voice of the eldest uncle as if deflated:

"Dad, Lingrou, she's gone......"

Everyone couldn't believe it was true.

Old Lady Fu's smile suddenly stiffened on her face, and her lips trembled and she asked:

"Chengyun, you...... You say it again, Lingrou her...... What's wrong with her? ”

Fu Chengyun was ruthless and repeated what Jiang Zhiyi said last night in a concise and concise manner.

Old Man Fu suddenly covered his chest, panted and looked at Jiang Zhiyi and asked:

"Yi'er, what did your uncle say? But is it all true? ”

Jiang Zhiyi couldn't say anything when he looked at Old Man Fu's expression, so he could only nod slowly.

When Old Lady Fu was confirmed, she suddenly couldn't lift it up in one breath, and her body suddenly softened, and she lost consciousness when she saw it.

In addition to the heartache, everyone also panicked, and they were busy looking for a doctor, calling people, and then pinching people, but Mrs. Fu still didn't react.

When everyone was anxious, Jiang Zhiyi pushed away his uncles and shouted:

"Get out of the way, get out of the way."

Everyone was stunned by this shout and made way for it.

Jiang Zhiyi squeezed in quickly, took out a silver needle from his sleeve pocket, and without informing the crowd, he directly pricked a needle on the top of Old Lady Fu's head.

Then he pulled back his clothes and put three stitches around his chest.

By the time everyone reacted, Jiang Zhiyi had already finished administering the needle.

The third elder of the Fu family was in a hurry, rushed up and pinched Jiang Zhiyi's wrist and said angrily:

"What are you doing? How dare you move a needle on the old man at will? ”

"He's your grandfather, do you still have a heart?"

"You are a boudoir lady, you don't know where to learn a fur, you dare not know the height of the sky."

Except for Fu Chengyun and his family, the rest of the people all glared at Jiang Zhiyi, but they didn't dare to touch the old man at this time.

Fu Chengyun also looked at Jiang Zhiyi with a slight reproach, and said disapprovingly:

"Yi'er, are you sure you're doing this?