This sleep is three days, maybe tired, maybe it's escaping.

When I woke up, it was early in the morning, and the sunlight was divided into several mottled spots of light through the window, scattered all over the ground, and the surroundings were very quiet, and I couldn't hear a sound.

Zhang Puyu twisted his head and looked at everything in the room, the low bed, lying in the soft quilt, the floor was wooden, and it seemed to be smeared with a layer of things, looking shiny, like a mirror, and reflecting the utensils on display.

It looks very clean, this is Zhang Puyu's first reaction, got up and put on his shoes, pushed the door out, in front of him is a yard, surrounded by high walls, the yard is not very big, several flowers and trees have been planted, and now the flowers are in full bloom, with red in the powder, and the smell is a little light.

Zhang Puyu knew that this should be the courtyard of the Zhang family, and walked towards the middle of the courtyard, where there was a small pavilion, but it was blocked by the flowers and trees in front of him, and he only saw it faintly.

Around the flowering tree, the pavilion is not far in front of you, but there is a person sitting in the pavilion, the middle-aged man holding himself. It looks like the man's side face is the same as the last time I saw it, with sharp edges and corners, and he is very generous.

Zhang Puyu frowned, turned around and prepared to leave, now she didn't know how to talk to the person in front of her, her mother said that she wanted to come to the Zhang family, he said that he was the blood of the Zhang family, all this is very obvious, but after so many years, she has been used to it, and she doesn't know how to face it.

"Wake up, can you really sleep!" The middle-aged man's voice sounded from behind, in a very gentle tone, with a hint of joke.

Zhang Puyu was helpless, stood up, and turned forward.

The middle-aged man sat on the stone pier, in front of him was a round stone table, a small carbon stove on the table, the carbon in the furnace was red, and a purple and red sand pot was placed on it, and a wisp of water vapor came out of the spout at this time.

"Sit down, drink the tea I made," the middle-aged man said with a smile: "Your mother likes it." There seemed to be a hint of smugness on his face as he spoke.

As soon as Zhang Puyu heard the mention of his mother, his heart felt as if he had been pinched, and he looked at the middle-aged man in front of him, holding his hands tightly, but he still sat down.

When the water boiled, there was a tumbling sound of boiling water coming from the kettle, and the water vapor coming out of the spout was much thicker.

The middle-aged man reached out and lifted the teapot, and the transparent boiling water tilted out and fell into a jar on the table, and the moisture spread, covering the middle-aged man in front of him.

In an instant, there was a scent of grass wafting around, this smell was very special, Zhang Puyu seemed to have only smelled this man before.

"Come, you taste. The middle-aged man handed a milky white porcelain cup to his eyes, and looked up, pure boiled water, with a hint of pale green at this time, and the ethereal water vapor hit his nose, which was very fragrant.

Reached out and picked up the small porcelain cup, brought it to his lips, took a sip gently, and the warm water entered his mouth, filling the entire mouth, and the water was faint but with a trace of taste, but he couldn't say it.

"It's green tea, and it's black tea. Do you like it?" the middle-aged man himself took a sip of the teacup, smiled very satisfied, looked at Zhang Puyu's actions, and asked.

"It tastes good, especially the smell. Zhang Puyu confessed honestly.

"It's very similar to your mother, and she likes it too," the middle-aged man said.

"You ,,," Zhang Puyu heard the man in front of him, mentioning that his mother was very calm and did not have any emotions, but he was very nervous, wanting to ask his own questions and confirm his guesses, but he didn't know how to speak. It's very cramped, which is a feeling that Zhang Puyu only had before his master. Awe and strangeness.

"Yes, I am your father, Zhang Duyun. Zhang Duyun picked up the teapot and put it on the stove to continue boiling water, picked up the jar, and refilled the teacup in front of Zhang Puyu's eyes. Knowing what his daughter wanted to ask, he opened his mouth directly.

Finally confirmed, Zhang Puyu thought so in his heart, but his heart was beating very hard, I don't know why? Nervous? It's been ten or twenty years, and he finally saw his father, and he was resentful?

Zhang Puyu thought about it, and her hand unconsciously touched the silver-white bracelet on her wrist, and she was a little nervous.

At that time, I fell asleep, and I didn't know what was going on. If it is according to that person, the Qingyou Hall should be in this bracelet now,

This slight movement caused Zhang Duyun to glance at it, the white silver bracelet, partially covered by the sleeves, left behind, looked very ordinary, without any weirdness, smooth and flat surface, silver shining, without any aura fluctuations, used is the interface, an ordinary silver jewelry worn by ordinary people.

"I'm not coming back for your own good, and I'm coming back now for your own good. Zhang Duyun looked at the look on his daughter's face and said, without too much explanation, such a sentence should be enough for Zhang Duyun.

"Oh!" Zhang Puyu answered, without asking again, although they are father and daughter, but there is some difference between each other, there is no feeling of relatives, and he turned his head to look at the flowers in the yard, pink and gorgeous. At this moment, a petal fell, swaying, and fell on a grass that had just sprouted the tip of the bud.

"Where's my brother?" Zhang Puyu turned her head to look at Zhang Duyun and asked, she didn't see him when she woke up, and his sister had slept for so long, wasn't he in a hurry?

"My brother?" Zhang Duyun frowned, hearing the three words Zhang Puyu said, he frowned, after all, he was still a little alienated from himself, the legendary blood relative, no.

"He's not your brother," Zhang Duyun said after taking a sip of tea.

"What do you mean?" Zhang Puyu asked puzzled, frowned, and suddenly looked at Zhang Duyun with wide eyes in shock.

"Yes, he was adopted. It wasn't born to me and your mother. Zhang Duyun nodded and said, very happy in her heart, her daughter has a strong ability to react and has a very smart brain.

This result made Zhang Puyu a little unacceptable, if this result was true, why was his mother very strict with herself, but she was very good to her younger brother, Zhang Puyu was very puzzled.

"Don't think about it, what I said is the truth, there's no need to lie to you, now you can tell me about the Qingyou Palace. Zhang Duyun said

"What's the matter?" Zhang Puyu asked, pretending to be stupid at this time, of course she knew what Zhang Duyun was asking.

"Hehe,,,,,, and your mother have the same temperament. Zhang Duyun saw through Zhang Puyu's mind at a glance, but she was very happy that her daughter's temperament was very similar to her mother.