The sun had set, and there was only one person sitting in the main seat in the dimly lit lobby, with a majestic but gloomy posture.

Mr. Chi, the housekeeper, walked outside the door and looked at the scene in the lobby, sighed secretly, and walked in after only a pause.

"Old man, let's go see Miss. ”

"Hmm. A dull answer sounded in the darkness.

Mr. Chi sighed again in his heart. Cheering up his spirits, he said to the maidservant who was waiting far away:

"How long has it been, and you haven't lit the lights yet, and have you learned the rules from the dog?"

The tone is not heavy, but the words are more than a thousand gold.

After a short time, the two teams of maidservants carried lanterns and walked in with neat steps.

The room lit up one after another, revealing the figure of the "old man" on the main seat.

I saw that the man's slightly raised face was full of majesty, which was very consistent with his previous voice, and the posture of his straight back when sitting upright also made people feel that he should be in a position for a long time.

The room grew brighter and brighter as the maid walked, until there was a tipping point, at which point all sound was lost to the beep of the candle flame.

The "old man" slowly opened his eyes, his eye sockets were slightly sunken, his eyes were deep and bright, but there was still an indelible fatigue under his eyes, although the "old man" was still full of black hair, it still made people feel that he was overwhelmed.

"Alas...... Did I Fan Zhen do so much? I didn't even keep my little granddaughter-in-law......" Fan Zhen stood up slowly as if he had a daughter on his back, and finally walked out of the lobby.

The plaque in the lobby reads "Five generations in the same hall".

Prosperous dwelling.

The small courtyard is a scene step by step, looking at the small bridge, flowing water and step pavilions, not chaotic or crowded, it should be full of warmth.

But now, like a delicate face covered with spots, there are whispering crowds everywhere in the pleasant scenery.

When Fan Zhen walked in, he couldn't help frowning, and the stone on his heart became heavier and heavier.

Mr. Chi, who was following behind, only felt angry: "Do you usually work like this?"

Everyone was startled, and knelt on the ground with a thud, bowing their heads like quails, their kneeling bodies swaying in the wind, but their clothes were sticking to their bodies, and cold sweat was gurgling.

Fan Zhen didn't say anything, walked to the room with the strongest blood, and only stood for a moment before walking to the next room. There, there is the last bloodline of the Fan family.

Inside the house, the wrapped little baby was not much bigger than Fan Zhen's palm, with a red face, almost inaudible breathing, and closed eyes. All show the fragility of this child.

Although it was not the first time he saw it, Fan Zhen still felt a heart-wrenching pain.

Gently picked up the child and whispered slowly: "Child, I can't lose you anymore." ”

As soon as these words came out, Mr. Chi Chuanchi, who was standing behind Fan Zhen, saw that Fan Zhen's back was unexpectedly rickety. It is inevitable that the heart will be sad.

"You were born in this prosperous house, and I only have you, so I will have a single name 'Wu', Fan Wu. ”

"Fan Wu, who is calling me?" Fan Wu's chaotic consciousness gradually cleared up.

The baby in Fan Zhen's arms frowned, pursed his lips, and moved his hands and feet, as if he was struggling uncomfortably.

Fan Zhen looked at the child's anger, his face was happy, and there was a trace of hope growing in his heart.

"Quick, pay a lot of money to invite the best doctor in the city, no, go and ask the alchemist of the Liu family to ask for a life-saving elixir. My Wu'er, I must have my Wu'er live!"

"Hey, I'll go. Mr. Chi swept away the haze and went out to invite in person.

Fan Wu heard the human voice in a trance, tried to open his eyes, and vaguely saw a surprised Chinese face.

"God, I have lost all my children, my Wu'er lost both parents as soon as she was born, let my Wu'er live......"

Fan Zhen's voice became smaller and smaller, and he muttered incoherently over and over again, and Fan Wu finally understood that he had been reborn, but he had no father and no mother.