Quick time travel strategy hero one hundred methods

Chapter 209 The Young Master of the Aristocratic Family, My Food 4
After the woman walked away, the father and daughter waited quietly in the hall.

About two hours later, when the sky had turned a little dark, there was movement outside.

Qin Wanwan turned around and looked, and the leader was an old man who was over sixty years old.

He was dressed in silk and satin, all embroidered with auspicious patterns, and he was followed by two servants and four servants.

Judging from the appearance, it must be Mrs. Shen.

The old man looked at the hall, and there seemed to be two figures.

"Who is that?" he asked, pointing.

The gardener who was repairing the flower branches at the side said: "Go back to the old man, I heard that the two of them came to look for you. They said they are descendants of your old man."

Mr. Shen stroked his beard and walked towards the hall.

"Are you here to find me?" He asked.

Although Mr. Shen is old, he is full of vitality and has a strong body, presumably because he has been properly maintained.

"Bless Mrs. Shen." Qin Wanwan hurriedly bowed.

Old Mrs. Shen looked at the two of them, his clothes were ragged, and his face was black with dust.

But he didn't despise them, after all, he himself came from a poor time.

Old Mrs. Shen nodded: "Please sit down, both of you."

This was the first time Qin Wanwan heard someone say that when she came to the mansion.

I saw Mrs. Shen sitting in the main seat, waved his hand again, and said, "Serve tea to the guests."

The boy on the side walked out and brought tea after a while.

Qin Wanwan and Qin Tie quietly sat on the chairs.

"You two are here to look for me, but I don't know who you are?" Old Mrs. Shen asked softly.

Qin Tie stood up, made a bow, and said, "My father is Qin Shuhua, and this is my only daughter."

When the words "Qin calligraphy and painting" came to Old Master Shen's ears, he trembled slightly.

He couldn't help but think of things when he was young.

At that time, he was still a penniless poor boy with no one at home and could not even afford food.

Only Qin Shuhua in the village was willing to be his friend. Not only did he often help him, but he also told him many poems and literature.

Later, when he went to other places to travel, even the few entanglements on his body were given to him by Qin Shuhua.

For Mr. Shen, Qin Shuhua is his good brother.

It can be said that without Qin Shuhua, there would be no him today.

However, when he returned home in fine clothes, Qin Shuhua had already died of illness, so there was no contact.

Now that his descendants are here, Mr. Shen naturally welcomes them.

"You are really the descendants of Qin Shuhua?" Old Mrs. Shen's tears rolled in his eyes.

Qin Tie nodded.

"Okay, okay, now Shuhua's son and granddaughter are so old." Old Mrs. Shen was very pleased.

"Master, apart from visiting you today, we have another important matter to tell you." Qin Tie said.

"Speak, go ahead."

Old Mrs. Shen was happy, and he didn't look like a person who dislikes the poor and loves the rich.

Qin Wanwan already had a spectrum in her heart.

At this time, Qin Tie took out a kit from his bosom.

The kit has long been tattered after years of torture.

"Master, do you still remember the agreement you made with my father?" After saying this, Qin Tie took out a piece of paper from the kit.

The paper is white, without any trace of wrinkles, which shows that the owner loves it very much.

Old Mrs. Shen took the paper, opened it and looked down.

(End of this chapter)