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The yard was no longer the empty and ruined scene when she first moved out of the house.The bright sunshine shines on the green pine bonsai like a dragon, showing a sense of majesty and vigor.The steps, corridors and courtyards look lush and lush under the embellishment of potted plants, which has a sense of prosperity.

The broken tiles at the corners of the house have been filled, and the beams and eaves have been repainted.

When she led Ye Ling to look at the house, she introduced the house to Ye Ling and talked about the repairs, but Ye Ling kept it in mind.The inside and outside of this house have been repaired by Ye Ling, and the original parts have been well preserved.From the materials and craftsmanship, it can be seen that Ye Ling is looking for the old craftsmen she recommended at the beginning.

Selling the house to a buyer like Ye Ling who knows how to cherish it is also a relief.

She stepped into the main hall, and what caught her eyes was a full set of Ming and Qing style retro furniture, from the long table, tea table, and grand master chair in the middle of the main hall, to the Bogu shelf next to it, and the tea table and tea stool in the tea room on the other side. From the material, style, carving and craftsmanship, it can be seen that this is from the same batch, and the decoration is just right, it is obviously custom-made.

All the furniture in her house was sold out. When she moved out, the whole living room was left with the plaque with the words "Qingfengtang" hanging on it.Now the plaque is still there, the color is still the same color, some mottled and cracked places have disappeared, obviously it has been repaired, and the restoration of the plaque can be preserved so well. In this city, there is only one in the provincial museum that specializes in restoring ancient plaques. the one.

Wen Zhengyu's eyes fell on the plaque and looked at it for several seconds, before he asked Ye Ling: "Do you plan to move or sell the furniture in the living room?"

Ye Ling said calmly, "When I bought it, I bought all the things in this house, and now I sell all the things together."

Wen Zhengyu was slightly surprised, and then he realized that this was not a normal transaction, and meant to return favors.

I don't know if it's because of Ye Ling's indifferent attitude, or whether this house is returning favors, Wen Zhengyu feels a little blocked and uncomfortable, always feeling like he is taking advantage of Ye Ling.She couldn't let Ye Ling move out all the things that were added later. If it was added, Ye Ling also repaired the house inside and out.After such a big house is repaired, it is much more expensive than this set of furniture in the living room.

The house was handed over, so there was really no need to check it, but Wen Zhengyu couldn't say that he didn't need to look any more, so he walked around the yard with Ye Ling.

After visiting the living room, straight ahead is the main courtyard where the head of the family lives.

The small hall and bedroom furniture in the main courtyard are all available, and you can move in after adding daily necessities.Judging from various traces, no one has lived in this house since it was renovated and furnished, and everything is still brand new.

After she finished visiting the main courtyard, she saw that the small courtyard on the left, which had been locked all year round, was open. The courtyard was very clean and spotless, as if it had just been cleaned.She stood outside the courtyard, staring blankly at the ground in the courtyard.

Seeing Wen Zhengyu standing at the door in a daze, Ye Ling said: "When the house was being repaired, many parts of the yard were damaged, and the door lock was covered with copper rust, as if no one had lived in it for a long time." From the distribution of the house Under the circumstances, this courtyard should normally be lived by Wen Shiyi.However, it was locked. The most dilapidated part of the whole house was the courtyard.

Wen Zhengyu stepped into the courtyard, but she didn't enter the house, but stood in the middle of the courtyard, her thoughts wandering.She turned her head and saw Ye Ling looking at her in confusion, and explained: "My mother... what happened here."

Ye Ling also guessed that something happened in this yard, but she didn't expect that it was related to Lian Huaijin's death.

In fact, she didn't want to talk about Wen Zhengyu, but she really wanted to know Wen Zhengyu's story. At least, for a child, the death of her mother would leave an indelible mark on her growth.However, this kind of matter is not easy for her to ask, at least as Wen Zhengyu said, their relationship is not that good.Ye Ling could see that Wen Zhengyu was very sad, his eyes were looking around, and the circles of his eyes were still a little red.

After Wen Zhengyu looked around, he walked out of the yard silently and continued to walk back.

The small courtyard behind this courtyard is her small courtyard.

After walking a few steps, she heard the sound of the door closing behind her. Turning around, she saw Ye Ling closing the door.

Ye Ling said to her: "Since it's locked, let's lock it."

Wen Zhengyu looked at the courtyard door and said, "Lock it because Wen Shiyi had a guilty conscience. He killed my mother. He found a woman and quarreled with my mother. My mother fell in the yard nine months pregnant. He knew that my mother had fallen, but he still left without looking back. My mother died when she was sent to the hospital. The doctor cut open my mother's stomach and carried me out." The more she grew up, the more she resembled her Mom, if she stood at the gate of the courtyard at night, Wen Shiyi would be frightened when she passed by.

Ye Ling looked at Wen Zhengyu in shock.No wonder!No wonder Lian Huaixin wanted to deal with Wen Shiyi, no wonder Wen Zhengyu didn't care about them until Wen Shiyi ran away, no wonder Wen Zhengyu seldom mentioned Wen Shiyi.

Wen Zhengyu looked at the gate of the small courtyard, was in a daze for a few seconds, and then said lightly: "He won't come back again."

Hearing Wen Zhengyu's fluttering tone, Ye Ling suddenly felt that this young lady is really not a temperless person.She dared to say that if Wen Shiyi came back, Wen Zhengyu would never let him go.Not only because of Lian Huaijin's death, but also because of what Wen Shiyi did.

Ye Ling wanted to persuade Wen Zhengyu to let it go, but she couldn't persuade her, because some things would never go through.

She was also surprised that Wen Zhengyu would tell her such a secret family matter.She asked Wen Zhengyu, "Why did you tell me this?"

Wen Zhengyu replied softly: "Probably because you are the one who avenged my mother." After she finished speaking, she continued to walk towards her small courtyard.

Ye Ling's mood improved a lot.She didn't even believe this reason.She was just working with Lian's family to make money from Wen Shiyi, and Wen Zhengyu should be aware of this.

Wen Zhengyu suppressed the emotions in his heart and stepped into the small courtyard where he used to live.

The yard was kept clean, and there were a few osmanthus bonsai plants under the porch, which filled the yard with the fragrance of osmanthus.

She walked towards the main room, took two steps, thought of Ye Ling behind her, then paused again, subconsciously felt that it was not good to lead people to her bedroom.She thought again, she didn't live in this house yet, so it wasn't her living room, and the house hadn't been handed over yet, so it wasn't her house, so she continued to go inside.

Her yard is quite small, and when you step into the gate, there are two small rooms. In the old days, the two rooms at the door were for maids and servants, and she converted them into warehouses.Last year, when she collected money to pay off her debts, she sold everything in her warehouse.Now the windows of the warehouse by the courtyard door are open, and there are actually arhat beds and other furniture inside to make it into a lounge, as well as potted plants and decorations, which is quite elegant.The warehouse inside was still empty, but it was very clean, not even a speck of dust.

Wen Zhengyu suspected that Ye Ling had just sent someone to clean it before she came.

After seeing the two wing rooms, she went to the master room.Stepping into the gate, you will see the main hall, where tables and chairs for guests are placed...

She looked at these tables, chairs and coffee tables and was stunned.

She has used things for more than 20 years, and she can recognize the color lines and traces of falling on them at a glance.Not only the tables and chairs, but even the screen she sold back then were placed in their original positions.She walked to the bedroom, and the furniture she had sold all appeared in their original positions.There is also an extra Qintai and Guzheng in the room.

The fifteen-string Hangzheng has experienced the old color of the years.

Her zither, the zither passed to her by grandma.

Wen Zhengyu walked over, brushing his fingertips lightly on the strings of the zither, and the familiar sound of the strings slid past his ears. This kind of timbre is not found in the new zither.Her fingertips landed on the zither, and her gaze swept across the bed, arhat bed, dressing table, lockers, tea table, chairs and flower stools in the room one by one.

It is easy to sell these items. After they are sold, they are usually scattered everywhere. If you want to buy them back, you have to find them one by one. price.

These are the dowry left by grandma.

She sold it all.

Ye Ling bought them all for her again.

Wen Zhengyu's eyes swept over these objects back and forth, unspeakable emotions surged in her heart, and she couldn't calm down for a long time, and she didn't even know what to say to Ye Ling.

Ye Ling's eyes lingered on Wen Zhengyu's slender fingertips lightly falling on the zither strings for a long time.When she was in the studio, she heard Wen Zhengyu play the zither.When Wen Zhengyu played the zither by herself in the office, she had heard it many times, but she had never seen it once.She asked, "Play a song?"

Wen Zhengyu looked back at Ye Ling, seeing that Ye Ling seemed very interested, hesitated a little, and nodded slightly.After she sat down, she asked, "What do you want to hear?"

Ye Ling said: "I don't know much about guzheng, but I just heard you play it and think it sounds good."

Wen Zhengyu pondered for two seconds, and played the song "Galaxy Blue Wave".Her mood was restless, and the tune she played was a bit chaotic. After the melody was played, her thoughts drifted along with the string, and then returned to Ye Ling. .

Most of the time, she plays the zither by herself. When her grandma was alive, she played the zither with her grandma teaching her.It has been many years since grandma passed away. In these years, she has only played the zither by herself, playing alone and for herself.

Ye Ling sat down on the chair next to her and looked at Wen Zhengyu who was stroking the string.

The slender back, the waist-length hair, and the quaint and light temperament, are just like this string that pulls people's heartstrings.

Wen Zhengyu's temperament sometimes makes people gnash their teeth and make their teeth itch, but it also makes people unable to let go, reluctant to let go, always wanting to get closer.

The strings stopped, Ye Ling came back to her senses, and most of the anger in her heart dissipated.She already knew what kind of character Wen Zhengyu had, so it was useless to get angry.You can see it from Wen Zhengyu's paintings. The nine-tailed fox died in front of the goblin, and the goblin could watch it quietly, and then buried the nine-tailed fox.Ye Ling didn't want to be buried, so she had to let go of this breath, otherwise she would be the one who suffocated to death.The coming day is long, and there is plenty of time to settle accounts.