We are all reborn, of course we have to overthrow it and start over again to take the whole family f

Yun Sanlang thought: Although he didn't know why the Yun family would be confiscated and executed in the future, he really had to cherish the person in front of him.

Thinking of this, he looked at his daughter-in-law with a bit of concern and pity.

As if sensing something, Sanlang's wife, Gu, turned her head and saw that her husband looked at her with a look that was different from the past, and was full of affection that she had never seen before. She was so embarrassed that she quickly turned her head away, but her face was still red.

"These are the two children from your eldest brother's family, Zhengfang and Zhenglin." The old lady pointed at the two boys who looked very similar and introduced them to Yun.

The two boys were tall and slender with handsome looks, but their eyes were hazy and their faces looked a little dull, which was inconsistent with their handsome features.

Shihua’s thoughts: Oh, these are my two cousins. They both have one soul missing. In the original book, these two poor guys were not spared and were also executed for treason.

Zhengfang and Zhenglin are twins. Their mother encountered a difficult labor during childbirth. She managed to save the twins, but they are both mentally handicapped.

Their mother was also injured and could not conceive again. The eldest son of the Yun family was grateful to his wife and could not bear to hurt her feelings, so he never took a concubine.

At this time, the two brothers seemed to have heard Shihua's thoughts. They turned their heads together, and all four eyes looked at Shihua in the cradle.

Yun noticed that when his two nephews were planting flowers, a glimmer of light flashed in their misty eyes. Although that glimmer was fleeting, in Yun's view, it was hope.

I think that it was because she was obsessed and insisted on marrying Xiahou Wenyuan that the whole family was angry. At that time, the eldest sister-in-law was pregnant, and the root of the two children's illness must have been planted at that time.

Actually, she has some responsibility.

Shihua is very capable. She can see that her two nephews are missing a soul. She must have a way to fix it. If she can, she will feel better.

Perhaps it is because mother and daughter are connected by heart, Shihua's voice of comfort rang out: Mother, don't blame yourself, Huahua will help them.

Yun picked up Shihua and walked towards the two children, and the two children also walked towards Shihua with a smile.

This action moved Mrs. Yun so much that she shed tears.

She was nineteen years old and had two sons. This was the first time they had behaved like this. How could she not be happy?

"Zhengfang, Zhenglin, this is my little cousin Shihua. Come, meet her."

When Yun introduced Shihua, Shihua was babbling in baby talk. It took a level 10 student to understand that baby talk.

After a few "yeahs", two wisps of spiritual energy escaped from the Qinglian Spirit Realm on Shihua's forehead imperceptibly and floated straight into the eyebrows of the two children.

Although there are only two strands of spiritual energy, they are enough for the two boys to cultivate the missing soul.

After a short while, the mist in the two boys' misty eyes, which had lingered all year round, seemed to dissipate, become lighter, and gradually become clear.

"Sister...beautiful...beautiful..."

"Sister...beautiful...beautiful..."

The two boys clapped their hands and called their sister happily. Perhaps because they had never spoken before, their vocal cords were dry and their pronunciation was not clear.

But to the Yun family, it was a thunderous happy event, especially the eldest sister-in-law Yun, who excitedly shook the arms of her two sons, "Zheng'er, Lin'er, you, you, are done."

"Mother... and... Grandmother..."

"Mother... and... Grandmother..."

The two men seemed to use up all their strength to speak word by word.

"Okay, okay, today is a good day. You, all of you, come back. It's all good..."

Old Mrs. Yun wiped her tears. Her two grandsons finally recovered.

"What are you so happy about?"

Taifu Yun and the eldest son of the Yun family entered the room one after the other. Although Taifu Yun was old, his voice was weak.

He knew that his daughter would return home today, but he didn't expect there would be such a festive atmosphere in Chunhui Hall.

"Master, Fang'er and Lin'er are speaking."

"real?!"

"real?!"

Taifu Yun and Dalang Yun said in unison.

The Yun family had few descendants in this generation. Dalang's family had two sons, but they were incomplete, Erlang's family had no sons, and Sanlang's family had a daughter, but seeing how cold Sanlang was towards his wife, it was difficult to have another one.

But the men of the Yun family were all eccentric. In this era when men could have three wives and four concubines, none of them had the heart to take concubines. Perhaps it was also due to this environment that the Yun family could not accept Xiahou Wenyuan's keeping a concubine.

Therefore, these two fools are the only two male grandchildren of this generation of the Yun family. I didn't have any expectations for them, as long as they could live in peace.

I didn't expect that he would be able to speak today. Looking at his clear and bright eyes, it is only a matter of time before he returns to normal.

How can I not be happy about this happy event that came from heaven!

Of course, the happiest person was Yun Xianxi, the eldest son of the Yun family. After all, he was the top scholar in the imperial examination that year and the most talented person in the world. However, the son he gave birth to was mentally retarded. This would be difficult for anyone to accept.

"Father...father...dear...dear..."

"Father...father...dear...dear..."

The two sons used all their strength to call for their father.

“Hey!! Hey!!”

Yun Xianxi's eyes were filled with tears, and he responded loudly. Although he said the word "father" belatedly and stuttered, it sounded better to him than the sound of nature.

The family of four hugged each other tightly, and Dalang felt extremely satisfied at this moment.

After a while, Master Yun said, "Xi'er, stop crying. This is a good thing. Come, come and see Huahua."

Master Yun had already held Shihua in his arms. The adorable little girl had charmed him so much that he was reluctant to let her go, and proudly held her in front of his eldest son to show off.

Shihua, however, looked adorable. She stared at the face that was smiling like a blooming chrysanthemum, pulling his white beard with her hand, and said secretly.

"Oh, this is my grandfather. As expected, he is worthy of being the Imperial Tutor. He is well-read and has a good temper.

Also, the uncle is so handsome! The word "elegant" seems to be tailor-made for him. However, in the original book, the uncle's ending is really bad. There was a flood in Jiangnan, and the uncle was appointed by the emperor as an inspector to inspect the flood in Jiangnan.

This flood is different from previous ones and occurs only once in a century.

As floods ravaged the people, the wealthy and powerful became unkind and hoarded grain to increase the prices of materials. During the famine, thieves arose everywhere.

Not only did the local officials fail to provide disaster relief, some of them even colluded with corrupt businessmen and wealthy families, forcing the victims to revolt. The once prosperous and beautiful Jiangnan region became like a hell on earth.

My eldest uncle took office as the Imperial Censor only because he was incorruptible and refused to associate with the powerful and corrupt businessmen. If he touched their cake, they would frame him and then hire someone to kill him, leaving the body exposed in the wilderness at the disaster site.

Shihua’s thoughts also floated into Yun Xianxi’s mind.

He thought to himself and looked around secretly, but no one spoke!

But today, in the imperial study, the emperor did mention his name and issued a secret decree, appointing him as an inspecting censor, to go to the disaster-stricken areas to provide disaster relief and investigate the flood.

This is a secret. He didn't even tell his father. How did anyone know this?