The woman was dazed, remembering what happened in the morning, her face turned pale, and she struggled to get up: "Mr. Xie's life-saving grace." ”

Fan Yu pressed her down: "You don't need to get up, you are weak and injured, you still need to rest, don't move." ”

As he spoke, he handed over the medicine bowl: "This is the medicine for you, it can drive away cold, eliminate blood congestion, and nourish vitality, drink it while it's hot." ”

"Sir...... I ......"

"Okay, don't cry, you still need to recuperate, you can't be too excited, if you have anything to say, drink the medicine, sleep and wake up, it's not too late. ”

After the woman finished drinking, she handed over another bowl of medicine: "Come, you feed the old lady to drink." ”

After a period of busyness, the woman was also tired, and the medicine also got up, and after a while, she fell asleep.

Outside, the shopkeeper put his hands in his sleeves, and when he saw Fan Yu coming out, he hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "How is the mother and daughter?"

"It's fine, just rest for the night. ”

"That's good, that's good. ”

The shopkeeper breathed a sigh of relief and said, "By the way, I have instructed the kitchen to boil some clear porridge, and when they wake up, let the men bring it up." ”

Seeing that Fan Yu was surprised, he immediately waved his hand: "Don't worry, if you don't charge money, it should be a little bit of my heart." ”

Fan Yu said: "Then Fan thanked the shopkeeper for them." ”

The shopkeeper shook his head lightly: "Compared with you, what am I worth? You are the heart of a bodhisattva." ”

When he left, Fan Yu smiled dumbly.

This shopkeeper is cautious and timid, but he is kind at heart, and he is also a wonderful person.

It's night.

Fan Yu sat in the outhouse, under the dim oil lamp, looking at the miscellaneous books borrowed from the shopkeeper, and heard the sound in the inner room.

Hurriedly walked in, and saw that the young woman was clutching her chest in pain, and immediately stepped forward, picked up a wooden basin, and helped her up: "Just spit it out." ”

Hearing this, the woman immediately vomited, a fishy smell, but it was bruising, and her face was immediately relaxed, and her face was a little ruddy.

Holding a towel, let her wipe it, poured another glass of warm water and handed it over: "Drink some water, it will be more comfortable." ”

After finishing the matter, he said with a smile: "If the blood is spit out, the body will be fine." ”

"Thank you, sir. ”

The woman's eyes were full of gratitude, and she was worried: "Why hasn't my mother woken up yet?"

"It's okay, she's old after all, she can't compare to your body, and she should wake up in a while. ”

"By the way, how did you get into such a situation?"

As soon as she said this, the woman's tears fell, and she choked up and told the truth.

The Ye family has been a businessman for three generations, and at the beginning it was only a shop, doing some small business, and in the hands of Ye's father, he began to revitalize the family business.

Who knew that at the end of last year, a cold wind made Ye's father bedridden, and although he recovered, his body was not as good as before, and he was getting thinner and thinner, just a few months, and finally he couldn't afford to fall ill and passed away.

Speaking of this, the woman was slightly hateful: "After my father's death, my uncle took out the bereaved family and forced me and my mother to share the family property with him. ”

"The bereaved, but really?"

"The bereaved family is genuine, it was written by my father's pen and there are handprints......"

Fan Yu sighed, I don't know what Grandpa Ye thinks, the inheritance is not given to his biological daughter and widow, but to an outsider.

It is really difficult for a clean official to decide family affairs.

If the bereaved family is true, this matter will not be easy.

But he always felt that there must be something strange about this matter, and asked suspiciously: "Didn't your father leave anything else for your mother and daughter?"

The woman was stunned, hesitated, and said, "Not really, my father gave us two ink paintings before he died." ”

Ink painting?

Fan Yu pondered for a moment, and then said, "Where are these two ink paintings now?"

The woman bit her lip and said with a wry smile: "Sir, do you think that there is a secret hidden secret of my father in those two ink paintings? I'm afraid that I will disappoint Sir, my cunning uncle, I don't know how many times I checked it, and this was given to us, just two ordinary paintings." ”

Fan Yu didn't believe it, his heart moved, he immediately closed his eyes and pinched his fingers, Qi came out of the dantian, and in a blink of an eye, it was a hexagram, but it was a blur.

I am not discouraged, so after three or four hexagrams, it will finally be clear.

Thrilling and difficult, the willows and flowers are bright.

This is a hexagram showing this mother and daughter, indicating that there is still a mystery in this matter.

Withdrawing his hand, Fan Yu smiled faintly: "You don't have to jump to conclusions, since your father left it to you, he has his own reasons, let's bring the painting tomorrow and take a look at it again, maybe there will be a turnaround?"

At this time, the old woman woke up faintly, and when she was about to speak, her face was painful, and Fan Yu immediately brought a wooden basin: "The old lady doesn't have to hold it, just spit it out." ”

Hearing this, the old woman opened her mouth and spit out a few mouthfuls of blood, and it took a long time for her to recover, and she said weakly: "Who is this gentleman?"

The woman hurriedly explained, and the old woman showed gratitude: "Mr. Bodhisattva, our mother and daughter are grateful." ”

......

Early the next morning, Fan Yu and the old and young went to their residence, which was the home of the woman's personal maid and hairpin, and now they live here temporarily.

Entering the door, there was a pleasantry.

The woman took out two bamboo tubes from the room and handed them to Fan Yu: "It's this painting, sir, please take a look." ”

Fan Yu took it, took out the scroll from it, and slowly opened it, the first one was understated with ink, painting a courtyard in which the old woman stood under the peach tree, looking at the sunset.

I opened another picture scroll, this one is a picture of a fair woman dressing up the old woman, and the rest of the strokes are three hanging paintings on the wall.

There is no text, just a portrait.

But it can be seen that the old woman and the fair woman in this painting can definitely refer to the old woman and the woman.

These two paintings, one outdoors and one indoors.

Is there any connection between this?

Suddenly, Fan Yu had a flash of inspiration, and immediately asked, "By the way, which of you lives in the western courtyard?"

"When my grandfather was alive, I lived with my old man in the West Garden. ”

The old woman replied.

Fan Yu suddenly woke up, and immediately laughed: "I see......

The woman was surprised: "Sir, what do you see?"

Fan Yu pointed to the two paintings and said, "The truth is in the paintings...... Don't be in a hurry to ask, let me ask you, did Grandpa Ye have any friends when he was alive?"

"Before my grandfather's death, he had the best relationship with the two grandfathers of the Tan family and the Yun family. ”

The old woman thought for a moment and replied.

"That's fine, you wait to find them, go to Ye Mansion, and then the truth will naturally be revealed. ”

Seeing that their faces were full of doubts, Fan Yu chuckled and said, "You don't have to be anxious, just know when you go." ”

The old woman wanted to speak and stopped, full of questions, so she had to follow Fan Yu's instructions and go out with the woman to find the Tan family and the Yun family.