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After thinking about it, he felt that it was unusual. He tried to figure out Ye Ying's plain expression, and waved back his left and right men without saying a word, just standing beside Ye Ying.The huge courtyard was quiet, and it was still early to make appointments with the heads, so there was no rush.

After a while, Ye Yingcai spoke again: "The end of the year is approaching, and the villa is deserted. In previous years, we always prepare half a month in advance, but right now there are important things going on in the villa. I don't know when it will end. The place to be decorated is not as early as possible. Some decorations, so as not to be too late."

Ye Hui turned around in his mind, and quickly replied, "Brother, do you want my younger brother to accompany you to look elsewhere?"

"It's okay, go get busy first, don't forget what time it is today."

Ye Hui sent Ye Ying to the door, turned around and entered the room, and called his confidant into the room to explain: "Order, go on, check all the places in the villa, and don't let go of every corner, and see if there are any things that don't have eyes. Come in."

Now is an important moment for the eight sects to gather, and any mistakes will have a great impact.

After Ye Ying came out of Ye Hui's residence, she didn't go back to Meiju immediately, but walked slowly in the villa on the stone-paved path at her feet. The hem of his clothes brushed across the ground all the way, and his eyes only raised his eyes inadvertently to stare at the slender figure, and then looked down at the road in a regular manner.

After a leisurely stroll, Ye Ying arrived outside Songtao Garden, stood at the gate of the courtyard, hesitated for a moment before walking in.

Ye Mengqiu, who had had breakfast, was silent for a while when he heard the attendant report, and said, "Close the door."

"Eh?"

"Close the door." Ye Mengqiu's expression turned cold, and the attendant immediately closed the door of the study and exited the room.

The old lady who had just entered the Buddhist hall came out in a hurry, and when she met her on the way, she stepped forward and held Ye Ying's hand, "My son, you are back."

Ye Ying lowered her head slightly, and her mother's trembling hands showed her anxiety, "My son is unfilial, and my mother is worried."

"It's fine, it's fine, it's fine..." The old lady finally felt relieved when she saw her son who was unharmed. She pulled Ye Ying to look left and right, and asked for warmth. Except for retreating in the sword mound, Ye Ying had never left home so much. After a long time, although there are letters coming back from time to time, the letters are even more memorable.

Ye Ying returned to Tibetan Sword the day before yesterday, but she has been making preparations with her brothers because of the upcoming major masters. The old lady knows that there is a big event in the village, so it is not easy to disturb, and she does not want the eldest son to come over this morning.She was surprised and happy in her heart, seeing his gentle expression, it didn't seem like he had nothing to do in the past three years, "The girl... Where's Jingshu? Why didn't you come back with you?"

Pausing slightly, Ye Ying lowered her head, "She won't be coming back for a while."

"Is...how is she in good health?" The old lady was a little complicated. Jing Shu would not come back. When the Jianghu affairs happened, Ye Ying would go to Yangzhou again if she couldn't let go. The New Year would be soon, when the time came...

"She's fine, mother doesn't have to worry." Ye Ying knew what her mother was worried about, so she explained in a gentle voice: "As long as it is properly controlled, the corpse poison will not break out, and she is no different from ordinary people when she appears in front of people on weekdays."

After all, she was also a corpse, no matter how careful she was, she couldn't hide the fact that she was poisoned by the corpse.Now because of this corpse, Ye Ying left home, saying that the daughter-in-law snatched her son from her mother-in-law, and the old lady gradually felt this way, pitying her situation while worrying about her own child.

The old lady struggled a little in her heart, and asked, "Aying, does it have to be her?"

Ye Ying pursed her lips, and said softly but solemnly, "It's her."

Sighing for a long time, the old lady didn't know where to start, but she just looked at the tenderness of another woman in her son's eyebrows, and felt a little empty in her heart, "You... well, well, I think Ah Hui is for you two. It took me a lot of time to settle this matter, I, a mother, will speak a few more words in front of your father for you, if your father agrees, you must...bring her back."

At least at home, everyone will feel a lot more at ease.

Facing her mother's expectations, Ye Ying couldn't say what she had promised Jingshu to accompany her to go back to hermitage, but just held the rough hands, "I'll let my mother worry about it."

"It's rare that you have a girl you like. I like Jingshu's child, and your father should also like it. Who would have expected..." The old lady frowned, and she also tightly held Ye Ying's hand. I'm worried, "Ah Ying, don't think that my mother is disgusting. You must be very careful when you are by Jingshu's side. Your eyesight is not convenient, so bring her back. Someone in the village will help take care of her, so my mother will be safe." Get this heart."

The cold poison has suppressed the corpse poison in Jing Shu's body. As long as the cold poison persists, it will be difficult for the corpse poison to bite back. When the mother sees Jing Shu, she will probably be able to relax.It's just that this has to wait for Jing Shu to return to the village with him. She has her own wishes, and Ye Ying doesn't want to force her.

After a few soothing words in a warm voice, the mother and son walked outside Ye Mengqiu's study room. It was a good time in the morning, but the door was closed tightly. , taking a nap at the moment."

The old lady was slightly startled, "What's the matter? We had a good meal together just now, hurry up and ask the doctor to take a look!"

The little servant looked up at the old lady and Ye Ying in embarrassment, and his gaze stayed on the man with the white hair like snow for a moment, "The old owner has already taken the medicine himself, so he said that he will not invite you, sir."

The old lady clenched the veil tightly, and immediately showed displeasure, "Why doesn't this guy pay attention to his body! What happened last time hasn't finished yet, hurry up and invite him!"

The boy rolled his eyes, answered yes, and quickly waved his hands to the people around him, and immediately a servant walked out pretending to be.

The old lady was about to open the door to see how Ye Mengqiu was doing, but the servant hurriedly stopped her, "Madam, the old owner is resting, why don't you bother me?"

Ye Ying stood quietly beside the old lady, heard a series of words clearly, he lowered his head slightly, vaguely understood the intention of Ye Mengqiu's move, "Since the father is ill, the son will not bother."

"Aying..."

Ye Ying raised her hand and saluted, feeling a sense of disappointment in her heart, "My son will come to see you sometime."

"Hey, Ah Ying!" The old lady frowned when she saw Ye Ying's resignation. She stepped forward and opened the door. Ye Mengqiu was sitting at the desk practicing calligraphy stroke by stroke. She didn't look like she was taking a nap. .The old lady was not surprised by this, she held up her skirt and sat down on the cushion next to her, "Ah Ying comes back once in a while, why did you reject him?"

Ye Mengqiu didn't say a word, but continued to write with a pen.

Seeing his attitude, the old lady was angry and helpless, "Everyone says raising a son to guard against old age, but you are fine. When your son comes back, you push it away! Ah Wei has already become like that, and when Ah Ying comes back, you don't see him again, leaving Ah Wei behind." Hui and Amon only came to see us once in ten and a half months, and they left after sitting for a short time each time, can this family get better!"

As she spoke, the old lady couldn't bear the grievance in her heart, pulled off the veil and began to wipe her tears.

The woman was crying beside her, and Ye Mengqiu couldn't pretend anymore, so he simply put down his pen, "Why are you crying, there are distinguished guests in the village, you make a fuss for others to laugh at!"

"I cry mine, what are you doing!"

"You..." Ye Mengqiu almost lost his breath, turned his head and widened his eyes, and lowered his voice, "You're starting to fight with me, too!"

The old lady clenched her veil tightly, turned away her red eyes from crying, and the maid who was waiting at the door tactfully closed the door of the study and walked away.

As soon as the door was closed, Ye Mengqiu was also discouraged, leaning on the teacher's chair and rubbing his brows with a headache, but the people next to him were crying more and more uncomfortable, gasping continuously, his mind was in a mess, and he coaxed patiently A few words: "Okay, okay, don't cry, crying like this at such an age, let the children see the joke."

The old lady gave him a blank look, "I feel bad and I can't cry, but if you don't feel bad, of course you can't cry."

Ye Mengqiu choked suddenly, "I..."

"Can you change your temper that is desperate for face? It's not the same thing if you go all out. If you want face, you don't want to lose face. In the future, your son will be separated from you. Don't blame them for not being filial to you!"

The corner of his mouth twitched slightly, Ye Mengqiu saw his wife admonishing him angrily, and felt a bit of urgency in his heart, "Then tell me what to do!"

"What can I think of, I just want the family to get along well! Ah Ying didn't talk to us much since she was a child, and now she talks even less when she grows up. As a mother, I want to know what my son likes, so I have to ask others. No girl knows about coming and going, you know how uncomfortable I am!"

Women are used to picking up their children. Ye Mengqiu moved his eldest son out early to live alone because he knew his wife's temperament. He opened his mouth and said angrily, "My son will never be with you forever."

Hearing that the old lady's eyes were red again, she couldn't stop crying as she twisted her handkerchief.

Ye Mengqiu couldn't stand it anymore, so he got up and walked over to pat her on the back, "It's okay, it's okay, crying too much hurts your body, children and grandchildren have their own blessings, don't worry about children, I know it."

Leaning sideways at her husband with red eyes, the old lady couldn't help sobbing a few more times: "It is said that mother and child are connected, Ah Ying is sad, and I am not much better. You can go back and talk to him carefully, listen more." Listen to Ah Ying's thoughts, don't always put on the air of ordering subordinates, I don't feel comfortable watching it."

Ye Mengqiu naturally agreed, and called the person outside the door to bring warm water to wash the old lady's face, and it took a lot of coaxing to send him away.As soon as the person left, he leaned on the grand teacher's chair again and let out a long sigh.

It was still too difficult to decide.

In the Buddhist hall, the nanny held the tea tray and bent down beside the old lady lightly, "Madam, the water you want."

Just now, after crying for a while, her throat was sore and dry. A glass of warm water moistened her throat. The old lady raised her eyes to look at the solemn Buddha in front of her. There seemed to be a lot of things in her eyes. How could she have the crying appearance before, she said softly Instructions to others: "A Wei is not at home, and Fei'er has not come with the third daughter-in-law for two days. You go and send a message to A Hui and ask him to ask Fei'er to come and walk around Songtao Garden."

"Yes." The nanny blessed her body and left the door with an empty teacup, but she was a little puzzled by the old lady's explanation. Since she was going to invite the young lady, why did she have to go to the second owner's place? Woolen cloth?

The author has something to say: The skills of the Ye family men to coax their wives are inherited from their ancestors, but it is a pity that they are not full [laughing wildly]