Hua Fushu sneered, was she someone who would please Ye Zelin?

Granted, she won't.

Especially with San Qiao in front of her and Si De outside, it was even more impossible for her to please Ye Zelin.

If it were just her and Ye Zelin, maybe she might.

It's just possible.

That kind of coquettish way of coquettishly swaying her throat over and over again. If she could hang herself to death, she wouldn't want to!

Hua Fushu rolled her eyes at him and said, "If you like to talk, don't talk. If you don't talk, you will be defeated."

Ye Zelin really didn't say anything and would rather pull him down.

Madam Wang glanced at the carriage that was driving away. When Ye Zelin got on the carriage, she realized that the girl who took her pulse was a member of the Ye family and the wife of Major General Ye's family.

Side stopped in front of a house, and Hua Fushu got off the car and looked at the big house. Inexplicably, it felt familiar, but she really couldn't remember it.

Ye Zelin smiled and reminded her, "This is your house."

Only then did Hua Fushu remember that this was the big house her father bought for her, the same big house where she became a minister. She asked, "Which friend you mentioned won't be here? Isn't it my father, mother, and brother?" Bar?"

Thinking about it carefully, it couldn't be her family. If it were her parents and brothers, they would definitely have gone directly to the General's Mansion to find her. How could this happen?

Ye Zelin said: "You'll find out when you go in."

Hua Fushu was puzzled, and walked into the house. When she arrived at the main hall, a small dumpling came out of nowhere, pulling Hua Fushu's catkins, and kept chirping like a sparrow. She heard each sister one by one, which made her head hurt.

This noisy sparrow is Yue Zheng, the son of two bandits, Zhang Zhongjian and Sai Yuhuan.

Hua Fushu pulled away Yue Zheng's hand and said, "Boy, where are your parents?"

Yue Zheng felt a little disappointed when he saw his sister throwing away his little hand with such disgust, "Sister, my father and mother are in the backyard."

Hua Fushu received a letter from Cang Zhu before, saying that Zhang Zhongjian and his wife had come to Tokyo. Calculating the time, they should arrive in Tokyo in the next few days. Unexpectedly, after they arrived in the capital, the first person they were looking for was not her, but Ye Zelin. How could they come? Where is Ye Zelin?

Ye Zelin actually arranged for them to live in her house!

Hua Fushu asked Ye Zelin, "They are here. Why didn't you tell me earlier? They are the surprise you said?"

Ye Zelin calmly told the young lady a surprise, "Shu'er, Mr. Zhang Er has another name. His name is Hua Mingqiao."

The three words "Hua Ming Qiao" fell into Hua Fushu's ears. She was as motionless as a pool of stagnant water. Suddenly, it was like a thunder exploded in the sky, and she screamed loudly!

"what--"

He hurried to the backyard.

The person suddenly disappeared.

Hua Fushu accidentally fell down and hurriedly got up and ran to the backyard.

The osmanthus branches in the courtyard have thick leaves, and the densely packed little stars among the branches and leaves are filled with a delicate fragrance.

There was a person standing there with his hands behind his back, wearing a dark green gown, as if he was admiring flowers, and he seemed to be waiting for someone.

Hua Fushu stopped, suppressed her irritability and tried to calm herself down, and asked, "Who are you?"

Hua Mingqiao suddenly turned around and said, "Little Hua'er, don't you recognize your uncle?"

Hua Fushu was stunned. The man in front of her looked very similar to her brother-in-law. She didn't believe it. She had already confirmed that her brother-in-law died in Beiling and could not be resurrected?

She said coldly, "Who are you and why are you pretending to be my uncle?"

Hua Mingqiao knew that Hua'er would not believe him easily. He said, "On February 2, the tenth year of Xiangfu, I buried a jar of Nuerhong under the apricot tree. I said that I would dig it out when the flowers came out. The flowers had already come out. I wonder if the altar of Nuerhong has been dug up?"

Hua Fushu was very excited. Except for her and her uncle, no one else knew about burying her daughter Hong under the apricot tree, not even her parents.

Hua Mingqiao said again, the girl from the Zhang family next door is the same age as you, how come she is so much taller than you and you are so short.

Hua Fushu was surprised again. When she was five years old, her brother-in-law took her to play with the little girl from the Zhang family next door. He especially disliked her for not being as tall as her parents and made her cry in public. Afterwards, her father even taught the little girl a lesson. Uncle, run after my uncle.

……

Hua Fushu's eyes gradually turned red, and her black and white eyes were submerged in the mist, making her invisible. Lines of tears couldn't stop flowing down, wetting her fair face.

"Uncle, uncle, you are uncle!"

Hua Fushu was almost certain that he was her uncle, the uncle who loved her the most!

My uncle is not dead, he is still alive!

Hua Fushu walked quickly towards Hua Mingqiao, and Hua Mingqiao also stepped forward.

Hua Fushu was very sure that this was her uncle. Only her closest relatives would know those details. She threw herself into Hua Mingqiao's arms, and Hua Mingqiao hugged her niece tightly.

Hua Fushu sobbed softly, "Uncle, uncle."

Hua Ming Qiao Yi's eyes were red, "Little Hua'er, it's me, my uncle. I'm still alive. I've made things difficult for you these years."

Hua Fushu immediately burst into tears, "Ah...ah...ah..."

Hua Mingqiao raised her face slightly, slowly closed her eyes, and shed two lines of clear tears.

Within a moment, Hua Mingqiao's clothes were wet with tears, including Hua Fushu's tears and his tears.

Under the eaves, Sai Yuhuan looked at the touching scene in front of him and wiped the tears from his eyes.

Not far away, Ye Zelin and others stopped at the same time, looking at the uncle and nephew embracing each other.

Sanqiao covered her mouth and cried silently. She had never met the second master, but she understood the girl's feelings for the second master better than anyone else. She didn't expect that the second master was still alive, how happy her girl must be.

It turns out that the surprise my uncle was talking about was the second master.

Side had learned a few days ago that the young master was the young lady's uncle. The young master had told him that he was the one who took care of the food and clothing of the second master Hua and the others, and it was he who helped the young master hide the news from the second master Hua. The young master said he wanted to give the young lady a surprise.

Ye Zelin looked away, wiped away his tears before looking back at them.

Hua Mingqiao let go of Hua Fushu, felt that there was no silk handkerchief around her waist, and wiped Hua Fushu's tears with her sleeves, and coaxed her niece like a child. He said, "Hua'er, stop crying." , Be good, don’t cry anymore, my uncle will buy you pear candy, don’t cry anymore.”

Hua Fushu wiped away her tears. She liked to eat pear candy when she was a child, and her uncle still remembered that she liked it.

She said, "Buy it for me tomorrow. It costs two yuan."

Hua Mingqiao said: "Two yuan is not enough, buy a few more."

Hua Fushu nodded obediently, "Yes."

Xiao Yuezheng ran over, took Hua Fushu's hand and said, "Sister, I'll go with you to pear candy. I'm rich, and daddy gave me a lot of money."

Hua Fushu burst into tears and smiled, looking at her uncle, "Your son?"

Hua Mingqiao said: "My son."

Hua Fushu asked again, "My brother?"

Hua Mingqiao replied: "He is really your brother."

Hua Fushu asked: "What's his name?"

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