To be honest, if Xie Yinian was really unwilling to help Su Youshuang, Su Youshuang would have no choice but to take him. Without Yao Rong's move, Xie Yinian could easily erase Su Youshuang and take the red oil-paper umbrella for his own use.

Even if he was known by other Heavenly Masters, the other Heavenly Masters would not despise him, they would only think that he had done the right thing.

But such a female ghost, who has waited for nearly a hundred years from before death to after death, just to let her benefactor not miss her appointment, will always make people feel a little soft-hearted.

Xie Yinian pursed his lips and looked at Yao Rong.

Yao Rong clasped his arms and asked rhetorically, "What are you doing with me?" ”

"You bring back the trouble, you make up your own mind."

Xie Yinian turned his head to look at Su Youshuang: "Do you know anything else about Song Yutong?" ”

"There's only so much information."

"Okay......"

Su Youshuang waited anxiously.

When she appeared in Antique Street, she was actually mentally prepared to be captured by the Heavenly Master and her soul was scattered.

But as a ghost, she has a long time and can wait forever, but Miss Song Yutong and the descendants of the Song family may not have time to continue waiting.

So Su Youshuang can only bet.

Bet that the first Celestial Master she met was a good person, and after hearing what happened to her, he might be willing to help her.

She...... Did you make the right bet?

Xie Yinian sighed, and when Su Youshuang's heart was filled with bitterness, he finally made up his mind: "I'll help you inquire first, but after too much time, I can't guarantee that I will find someone." ”

Su Youshuang was pleasantly surprised, and knelt down without hesitation: "Thank you, young master!" Thank you, young master! ”

Xie Yinian hurriedly said, "Don't, you get up quickly." Now it's not like before, I don't kneel anymore. ”

Waiting for Su Youshuang to get up, Xie Yinian said: "You go back to the umbrella to rest first, I found out what eyebrows are here, and I will tell you immediately." ”

Let Su Youshuang go back to the umbrella to rest first, and Xie Yinian pondered about finding someone.

Song Yutong went to study abroad.

The Song family is a big family in Suzhou.

In 1941, Song's father was appointed director of the Suzhou Military and Political Department......

There is not much information, but the Song family is not a nobody, and it can still be found. What is really difficult to find out is that decades have passed, whether there are any descendants of the Song family alive, where are the descendants now, and whether the descendants still remember this dusty past of 80 years.

Xie Yinian first went to the Suzhou Library to check the information of the Song family, and after checking for several days and finding nothing, his mind finally turned around.

Finding people is not what he is good at.

He should leave the matter to the professionals.

Xie Yinian cheekily found Zhao Zhenghao and asked Zhao Zhenghao to recommend him a reliable private detective.

Waiting for Zhao Zhenghao to send the contact information of the private detective, Xie Yinian added a friend and told the private detective his request 1510.

After that, it's time to wait for news from the private investigator.

Xie Yinian put down his mobile phone, burned some incense candles and paper money for Su Youshuang, and went to practice magic with the ghosts.

Within a few days, the private investigator finally got the news.

Looking at the address and contact information sent by the private detective, Xie Yinian decisively paid the final payment to the private detective.

He got up and went downstairs and said to Su Youshuang, "It should have been found." ”

Su Youshuang was stunned for a moment before asking, "Where are the descendants of the Song family now?" ”

"It's in Suzhou."

Xie Yinian edited a text message to the descendants of the Song family.

In the text message, Xie Yinian claimed to be a descendant of Su Youshuang, and his ancestors had received the favor of Song Yutong, and he recently turned out the oil-paper umbrella made by Su Youshuang and the letters left before his death, and wanted to go to Suzhou to worship Song Yutong in person.

A few minutes later, the descendant of the Song family actually called Xie Yinian back directly.

Xie Yinian clicked on the amplification button, so that Su Youshuang and Yao Rong could hear the voice on the other end of the phone.

The descendant of the Song family is a young man, he was incredulous, and confirmed again: "Are you really the descendant of Su Youshuang?" ”

"Yes."

The young man excitedly said, "You've finally got in touch with us. My grandfather has been looking for you all his life. ”

"Your grandfather is ......"

"In terms of generation, Song Yutong is my aunt and grandmother, and my grandfather's aunt. My grandfather would have been very happy if he had known the news. ”

Xie Yinian secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, the descendants of the Song family knew about the matter between Su Youshuang and Song Yutong, so the rest of the matter would be easy to do: "If you don't mind, I will take the high-speed train to Suzhou this afternoon, and I will go to worship Miss Song Yutong tomorrow." ”

"Of course I don't mind." The young man hurriedly said, "My name is Song Yuanting, you tell me the arrival time, and I will drive to pick you up." ”

The two sides decided the whole thing as quickly as possible.

Xie Yinian and Yao Rong both had to buy high-speed rail tickets.

At this time, Xie Yinian learned Yao Rong's full name.

"Yao, Rong?"

Yao Rong bowed.

Xie Yiqing coughed and said awkwardly: "I...... Can I search for your name on the Netherworld forum? ”

Yao Rong: "......"

Yao Rong was amused, he didn't expect him to be so sincere, and if he wanted to know about her life, he had to inform her in advance.

"Whatever you want." Yao Rong is indispensable.

Xie Yinian opened the Xuanjie Forum and searched for the word "Yao Rong", but found that ...... There is no post about Yao Rong at all!

He was shocked: "How is this possible? ”

Yao Rong said leisurely: "I forgot to tell you, two or three years after my death, there will be a Xuanjie Forum. ”

Xie Yinian: "......"

Xie Yinian angrily closed the Xuanjie Forum, and secretly scolded the people in the Heavenly Master Realm in his heart for being forgetful.

Ms. Yao is such a powerful person, and she has only been dead for two or three years, and no one has posted to discuss it!?

Is there a mistake!!

From City D to Suzhou, the high-speed rail only takes three hours.

When the high-speed rail arrived at the station, Xie Yinian sent a message to Song Yuanting.

The two told each other about their physical characteristics, Xie Yinian and Yao Rong had just walked out of the high-speed rail station along the flow of people, and a young man in his twenties, who was about twenty-four or five years old wearing casual clothes and headphones around his neck, walked up to them and said with a smile: "I am Song Yuanting, I saw the red oil-paper umbrella in your hand from a distance." ”

He has a clear temperament, all of his bodies are brands, and it can be seen that his family is very wealthy.

When Song Yuanting didn't notice it, the tassel hanging on the oil-paper umbrella turned slightly, and Su Youshuang appeared beside Xie Yinian, his eyes following Song Yuanting closely.

seems to want to find traces of the old man from Song Yuanting's eyebrows.

Xie Yinian and Yao Rong didn't bring any luggage, Song Yuanting walked diagonally in front of them, leading them to find the car: "My grandfather was so happy that he knew that you were coming, and he said that he would come to pick you up in person." ”

"However, he was just discharged from the hospital two days ago, and there were too many people at the high-speed rail station, so we were worried about his health, so we persuaded him to talk about it."

Xie Yinian didn't mind this at all: "I'm a junior, how can I let the elders come and pick it up?" ”

"By the way, who is this?"

Song Yuanting glanced at Yao Rong, who had never spoken.

Xie Yinian introduced: "This is the elder who taught me. The first time I came to Suzhou, I thought I would take her for a visit. ”

A few people sat in the car, and Song Yuanting pinned his seat belt and drove out of the parking lot.

Xie Yinian inquired, "When did Miss Song Yutong die?" ”

Song Yuanting said: "She died very early, but my grandfather often mentions her, so we juniors know her." ”

Xie Yinian nodded, it seems that this young man named Song Yuanting doesn't know much about things. If you want to know more, you still have to meet Grandpa Song first.

An hour later, the car pulled up in front of a palatial villa.

An old man with a full head of hair stood next to him on crutches, looking sick but also happy.

"Grandpa Song." Xie Yinian said hello.

The old man was kind and kind, and his eyes froze on the oil-paper umbrella for a long time before he stepped forward with a smile and patted Xie Yinian on the shoulder: "You must be tired after such a long journey, come on, come on, go into the house to have a meal." ”

The villa was spacious, but there were no other Song family members in it except for the servants.

Song Yuanting looked left and right, and said strangely: "Grandpa, what about my parents?" ”

Old Man Song waved his hand and said, "The distinguished guests come to the door, and it's too noisy for them all to be crowded here." I sent them all out and waited for the guests to finish their meal before letting them come back. ”

Song Yuanting: "......"

Okay, who makes the old man the biggest in the family.

Thinking about it this way, hey, he can still stay at home to accompany the guests to eat, it's not easy.

The dinner prepared by the Song family was indeed sumptuous, and Song Yuanting, Old Man Song and Xie Yinian all sat down at the table.

Yao Rong didn't eat and sat down at the table.

The Song family does not have a rule of not eating or sleeping, and the old man Song recalled while eating: "When the Song family had an accident, I was just two years old. ”

"After my grandfather's accident, my father also had an accident, and my mother was taken back by her mother's family and left me in the Song family."

"My aunt studied abroad, but at the end of the day, she grew up under the protection of her father. At that time, my aunt hugged me, hurriedly collected a few valuable items and escaped from the Song family, trying to take me to Beiping. ”

"Later, it was Aunt Su who took my aunt and me in, and gave most of her savings to my aunt, so that when my aunt went north alone, she would not be bothered by money."

Old Man Song is so old, his face has not changed after 80 years of wind and frost, but when he mentions this past, he can't help but have red eyes.

Before my aunt left, Aunt Su said that she made an oil-paper umbrella for her aunt and wanted to give it to her aunt as a wedding gift when she got married. It's just that it will take a few days for the oil-paper umbrella to be completely ready. ”

"At that time, my aunt could no longer stay in Suzhou, so she could only say goodbye to Aunt Su, and agreed with Aunt Su that after a period of time, when the situation was stable, she would go back to Suzhou to take the umbrella."

"But—"

Old Man Song knocked the ground with his cane.

"After my aunt took me to Beiping after a lot of hardships, I found that in just two months, the uncle who originally served in the new government was actually dismissed."

"Later, many things happened, my aunt wrote several letters to Aunt Su, but I don't know if Aunt Su has ever received ......"

"In short, the matter of returning to Suzhou has been delayed."

When the Song family finally recovered, and when he finally grew up, Song Yutong could no longer find news of the deceased.

She took Mr. Song back to Suzhou, bought the ancestral house of the Su family, and waited for a friend who was still alive to return.

This is the last time of life.

"She held my hand tightly before she died, and asked me to promise her that I must continue to look for Su Youshuang, or find Su Youshuang's descendants."

"My aunt has been very kind to me, and if it weren't for her, I would never have lived that much. So I promised her that I would spend my whole life looking for it. ”

Old Man Song stared at Xie Yinian, his eyes were kind and gentle, as if he was looking at his own grandson.

"After all that, I haven't told you my name yet. This name was changed for me by my aunt. ”

"My name is Song Sinuo."

"Eighty years, a full eighty years."

"As soon as I hear my name, I will think of the promise between my aunt and Aunt Su, and I will also think of the promise between me and my aunt."

Xie Yinian was cramped by Old Man Song, and was suddenly attracted by Su Youshuang on the side.

Su Youshuang blinked his eyes slightly, and a drop of blood and tears fell into the oil-paper umbrella.

Demons don't shed tears.

Unless the obsession is gone, the grief is overwhelming.

The promise of an oil-paper umbrella has been carried out for three people and two generations, and it has finally been fulfilled with her return.

"I remembered. I remembered it all. ”

"This is where my ancestral home is located."

It turned out that Miss Song Yutong had been waiting for her here, and it turned out that Miss Song Yutong had already come back to look for her.

None of them actually missed their appointments. ：，，