What kind of experience is it to be teased by a ghost + extra episode

Luo Jiang could tell that her aunt had a very good relationship with her father. A person with such a hot temper like Luo Xin must be very proud, but she must be deeply sad to be able to cry like this in front of Luo Jiang, a junior. There was a little warmth in Jiang's heart, but she didn't know how to comfort her, so she looked at Luo Fu for help.

Luo Fu took out a handkerchief and wiped her mother's face, "Mom, you need to calm down first. Xiao Er just came back and is still not used to it. Don't put too much pressure on her."

Hearing what Luo Fu said, Luo Xin had no choice but to let Luo Jiang go first, "You are right, I was too excited. My brother has been away for so many years, and I have been looking for Xiao Er. I saw you today, and I couldn't hold back." , I'm sorry, Xiao Er, my aunt is not like this usually."

Luo Jiang returned a kind smile.

"By the way, grandma told me that when Xiaoer comes back, she must offer incense to grandpa and uncle first, and ask housekeeper Tian to take her there first." Luo Fu thought about it, let Luo Jiang avoid it first, and settled down with Su Han. Seven and mother, go find her again.

When Luo Jiang's grandfather and uncle were mentioned, Luo Xin was poked to the point of tears again, and the tears that had just been suppressed were surging again.

Seeing that something was wrong, Rong Qi hurried forward to hug Luo Xin, comforting her while wiping her tears.

It was not easy for Luo Jiang to stay and disturb her, so she had to wait for Luo Xin to calm down, and she planned to go to the ancestral hall with Tian Steward.

Chapter 62 Luo Yunsang

"Second Miss, it's great to have you back." Steward Tian said suddenly as he walked in front.

Luo Jiang froze for a moment, and then asked, "Butler Tian, ​​how many years have you worked in Luo's family?"

It must have been many years for Steward Tian to express such emotion.

Steward Tian turned back and smiled, "It's been 56 years. My father was the last housekeeper. It's not an exaggeration to say that I grew up in Luo's family."

Wei Linqiang who was behind Luo Jiang sighed, "Wow, thanks to him being able to stay here, although it's nice here, it's too quiet."

"Then what kind of people are my parents?"

Steward Tian paused in his footsteps, with a kind and regretful smile on his face, "Mr. Luo is a very gentle person, and he is very kind to his wife, but it's a pity... he left early. Although my wife doesn't like to smile very much, she is very friendly." ability."

Luo Jiang understood.

After walking for about 10 minutes, Steward Tian stopped suddenly, "Here we are, go in."

Luo Jiang was a little unaccustomed to an old man using honorifics to herself, "Just call me by my name, don't you want to go to the ancestral hall? It doesn't look like this."

In front of you is a separate courtyard with Shiyuxuan written on the gate.

It sounds very elegant, and it doesn't fit the serious atmosphere of the ancestral hall.

Steward Tian stretched out his hand respectfully, "This is where the eldest miss lives. The eldest miss said that she will bring you here as soon as the second miss comes back."

When Luo Jiang heard this, her calm mood just now became tense again, "I see."

"Missy likes to be quiet. Except for the usual cleaning, few people come here. Missy and Missy haven't seen each other for so many years, so it's time to catch up with each other."

Wei Linqiang chuckled and teased, "You were a baby when you were taken away. Let's reminisce about the old days, even if you were still in the womb and you were still separated from the Naihe Bridge to the Gate of Rebirth, this old man is so funny."

Steward Tian left, and Luo Jiang took a deep breath at the gate of the courtyard before entering.

"Relax, I'm here."

"Um……"

As soon as she entered the courtyard, Luo Jiang felt the difference here. If it is cold winter outside, then Shiyuxuan is warm spring, and the plants here are also growing out of season. It is full of blooming flowers, full of spring, and there is a faint fragrance in the air. Maybe it is because of the season, Luo Jiang always feels that the Luojiayuan is a bit deep, but it is like a paradise here. Heard birds chirping.

Even Wei Linqiang was amazed again and again, "It's so warm here, huh... so it's like this."

"How?"

Wei Linqiang smiled slyly, "Shiyuxuan is a huge formation. Look at the distribution of bamboo forests and the location of the rockery over there. Tsk tsk, it's really a big deal."

Following Wei Linqiang's guidance, Luo Jiang also discovered the difference. The flowers and stones here all carry faint aura, which looks weak, but when combined together, they can often produce huge effects. Research, but no matter how uninitiated, you should know that such a large formation must be effective for a long time, and it is definitely not something that can be completed with a few pieces of talisman paper and a few knots of peach wood.

Walking into the depths of the yard, Luo Jiang saw a gazebo at the end of her eyes. Luo Jiang finally saw a person. This person was half leaning on a chair, resting her chin in one hand, closing her eyes, as if taking a nap, with a blanket on her knees, and There was an open collection of poems, and there was half a cup of cool tea on the low table next to it. A huge white evening cherry tree was planted next to the pavilion. The breeze blew, and the petals fell down one after another, which contrasted with her sleep. Yan, looks peaceful and beautiful.

As if sensing someone approaching, Luo Yunsang opened her eyes. She looked at Luo Jiang who was stunned, and smiled back, "Sorry, I fell asleep while waiting, come and sit down."

Most of Luo Yunsang's impressions come from Luo Fu. Luo Yunsang in Luo Fu's mouth has always been a strong and confident existence, but Luo Jiang did not expect Luo Yunsang to be so weak and magnificent.

She was wearing a snow-white ancient robe, embroidered with budding magnolias, black as sandalwood, casually scattered on her shoulders, with a sweet and healing smile on her mouth, Luo Fu was already amazingly beautiful, but Luo Yunsang's beauty was not. Even more hazy and moving, Luo Yunsang's voice was soft and clean, as transparent as spring water and like the crowing of a phoenix, as if carrying an unknown force, which made Luo Jiang feel that the sky was wide and the clouds were comfortable, and her steps unconsciously walk towards her.