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After drinking the tea, Zuiyue's mood stabilized a bit, and she stopped talking about leaving.

"Miss Zuiyue, don't be angry, my father just thinks your calligraphy is very similar to his old friend... To be honest, that old friend is my father's cousin, your calligraphy is very special, it is unique to our He family My father thinks that you may have something to do with our He family..." Seeing this, He Zixian hurried out to smooth things over, "Don't get me wrong, we really have no malicious intentions, we just want to help you..."

"Thank you both for your kindness, but I think you have misunderstood. I don't know anyone with the surname He." Zuiyue gently put down her teacup, with a sarcastic smile on her lips, "As for the similar handwriting you mentioned, I think This is probably a coincidence, there are so many people who know calligraphy all over the world, and they all learned by copying the posts of Wang, Ou, Yan and others, so it is not surprising that the handwriting is similar."

"It can't be a coincidence." Mr. He looked at Zuiyue motionlessly, his eyes full of complex expressions, "To tell you the truth, Master Zuiyue, you and the old man's third sister—is my cousin, Mrs. Ranked third, we all call her Third Sister—she looks almost exactly the same, the moment you just entered the door, I thought it was Third Sister who had revived her soul."

Song Lan was listening, her cheeks twitching.

"Our He family was also a well-known scholarly family back then." As if thinking of something sad, a look of pain flashed in Mr. He's eyes, "The ancestor He Ming was able to enter the cabinet with excellent calligraphy. As a result, the family has prospered, so all the men and women of the He family can write well."

"Among all the children in the He family, the third sister is the smartest. She started to learn calligraphy at the age of three, and her calligraphy at the age of seven was praised by the whole family. By the time she was 14, her handwriting had surpassed all the members of the He family. Even my great-grandfather, who is the oldest in the family and has practiced calligraphy for the longest time, has to say something ashamed in front of her."

"I don't think this is the beginning of the tragedy of the third sister's life. The He family's family is in decline. The children in the family do not have to give birth and only enjoy themselves. Seeing that the family's financial leaks are getting bigger and bigger, the He family has to be forced to sell letters. The third sister's handwriting is the best, and because she is the young lady of the He family, her calligraphy is the best seller, so she is locked in the study and forced to write all day long." Mr. He's voice With grief, regret and other emotions, "At that time I was still young, when I loved playing the most, but I didn't dare to go near the study where the third sister was, because the adults had told me not to 'disturb' the third sister."

Song Lan noticed that there was a crack in Zuiyue's indifferent expression.

Mr. He didn't seem to notice the strangeness of Zuiyue, and he was still immersed in his own memories: "A few years later, I heard from the elders in my family that the third sister was going to get married. Everyone was very happy, as if the person who married was me. Same."

"The little ones of us made an appointment to congratulate the third sister, but saw the third sister crying silently in the study. That's when I realized that the third sister didn't want to marry."

"Later, later, that happened..." At this point, the old man could hardly continue, his face flashed with horror, as if he had seen something terrible, "Third sister, third Sister she—”

"Dad, don't talk about it!" He Zixian hurriedly interrupted his memory with the old man clutching his chest, for fear that he would pass it if he couldn't stand it, and no one would say anything about it.

Mr. He's chest was heaving up and down, and Xie Daonian silently poured him another cup of tea.

Song Lan didn't have time to take care of the affairs here, he put all his thoughts on Zuiyue, seeing her face getting paler and paler, worried and secretly took out the Hundred Ghosts Bag.

Fortunately, what Song Lan was most worried about didn't happen. Zuiyue's face turned pale, but she didn't lose control.

There was a long silence in the box, no one spoke, only rapid breathing.

"You look very similar to my third sister, really similar." Mr. He looked at Zuiyue blankly, as if he didn't understand how there could be two people so similar in the world, if he hadn't seen the third sister with his own eyes At the burial, everyone thought it was the third sister who had returned.

This girl must be a descendant of the He family, the old man thought firmly.When he first saw Zuiyue's calligraphy from a friend in the Calligraphy Association, the old man was very sure of this.Calligraphy of the He family is not easy for outsiders to learn. Even the members of the family, after suffering from war, hunger, and fleeing, have lived abroad, not to mention calligraphy. Few of them can write Chinese characters. His grandchildren can't even speak the language of China.

At the beginning, the old man said that he wanted to see Zuiyue because of his love for his compatriots. After all, after the He family fell apart, many people had no news, and only his branch took root overseas.The old man has been taught by traditional Chinese culture since he was a child, and the concept of family blood is extremely strong. Even if it is just an ordinary descendant of the He family who comes to his door, the old man will not hesitate to help, let alone someone whose handwriting is so similar to his third sister. .

The old man has always felt guilty about the death of the third sister, even though he was young back then, he did not really participate in the persecution of her.But the old man felt that it was the He family who forced his third sister to death. As a member of the He family, the sins in his blood could not be washed away.Therefore, after seeing Zuiyue's words, he returned home without hesitation. He wanted to apologize to Zuiyue face to face. Even though he knew that the other party could not be the third sister, he still wanted to say "I'm sorry" for being late for many years.

It's just that the old man never expected that this woman named Zuiyue not only looks so similar to his third sister in handwriting, but also looks amazingly similar to the third sister in her memory.

Could it be that the person in front of me is the reincarnation of Third Sister?Thinking of the haunted rumors about the He family's old house after the death of the third sister, the old man felt a little nervous.

Thinking of this, the old man looked at Zuiyue with a slightly changed look: "You, who are you?!"

Song Lan was suddenly nervous: the thing he was most worried about would happen, right?

"What does it matter to you who I am?" Zui Yue said indifferently.

"How did you talk?" He Zixian became angry when she heard it, thinking that she couldn't even say harsh words in front of her old man, this woman is good, she doesn't give them a good face when she enters the door, she dares to do so now Talk to her father.Who does she think she is?Is this how you treat your elders?

Zuiyue sneered: "You guys invited me here, it's not that I want to see you."

"You!" He Zixian was about to explode in anger, and stood up suddenly.

Things are going a bit weird...

The corner of Song Lan's mouth twitched, and when she was thinking about whether she should step forward to persuade the fight, she heard Mr. He say, "Zixian, you go out first."

He Zixian couldn't believe her ears: "Dad, this woman treats you so badly, and you still help her?"

"Get out." Mr. He's voice was not high, but he spoke with dignity.

He Zixian had no choice but to give Zuiyue a hard look, and rushed out the door angrily.

Mr. He obviously wanted to have a private chat with Zuiyue, Song Lan was a little confused about whether he should be there or not.What if he left and the two had a conflict?

But this is the He family's private matter, if this matter is not resolved, Zui Yue's knot will never be resolved for the rest of her life.According to Mr. He's narration, he was not the perpetrator back then, but now he came here with sincerity. Presumably Zuiyue would not vent her anger on innocent people, right?Song Lan thought about it, winked at Xie Daonian, and decided to leave, leaving space for Zuiyue and Mr. He.

"Brother Song, Brother Xie, don't go." Zuiyue suddenly stopped the two of them.

This... Song Lan looked at Mr. He in embarrassment, not knowing whether to stay or go.

Mr. He glanced at Song Xie and the two without any objection.

Song Lan sat down silently. In fact, he was quite curious about what Mr. He wanted to say to Zuiyue when he sent his daughter away.

Mr. He called Zuiyue: "Third Sister."

"I'm not your third sister." Zuiyue said coldly.

"Since Master Zuiyue doesn't like this address, the old man won't call it." Mr. He took a deep look at her, stood up, and knelt down slowly.

Song Lan: "!"

Drunk Moon: "!"

Xie Daonian: "."

They didn't expect Mr. He to kneel as soon as he said it. When they realized it, he had kowtowed firmly and said, "No matter what the relationship between the master and my third sister, I have held back this apology for dozens of years." Years, whether you are willing to accept Master or not, I will do it."

Then, he kowtowed two more heads.

This old man, regardless of his age, his movements are slow, but his kowtow speed is quite fast...

Song Lan reacted and hurriedly greeted Mr. Xie Daonian Fu He, and even Zuiyue showed a bit of panic.Faced with this situation, she was a little restless.

Even though he knew that the old man was indeed her cousin, but now that the old man was so old, it would be a very short life for such a person to kowtow to him.

Of course, being a Ghost Drunken Moon has no lifespan, as long as she doesn’t lose her soul or go to reincarnation, she can live forever in this world. The kind who don't even run traffic lights on the road, how can they bear to see this scene?

Besides, she recognized the old man as soon as she saw him. This is her ninth younger brother. He didn't hurt her back then. Brings some warmth.

Even though she has resentment toward the He family, Zuiyue really can't bear to see him like this when facing the ninth brother.

Both Song Lan and Xie Daonian helped the old man to sit up and sit down. This series of movements obviously took a lot of energy from him, so he could only sit on the chair and pant for breath.Xie Daonian poured him another cup of tea, and he was relieved.

"Okay, your wish is fulfilled, you can go." Zuiyue said, her expression was still cold, but the slight tremor in her voice betrayed her current mood.

The old man smiled faintly, looked at Zuiyue with deep eyes, as if he wanted to see someone through Zuiyue, he whispered: "Thank you Master Zuiyue for giving the old man this opportunity."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for other people's reaction, he stood up tremblingly and walked out the door.

"He... just left like that?" Song Lan looked at the closed door in disbelief, at Zuiyue, then at Xie Daonian, with a face full of tears and laughter: What is this all about?

"Hey, you should say something." Seeing that no one paid any attention to him, Song Lan became anxious and poked Xie Daonian with her elbow.

Xie Daonian remained silent, and made a gesture to him.

Song Lan was startled, and slowly turned her head to look in Zuiyue's direction, only to see her covering her mouth with her hands, her face was full of tears.

Song Lan was taken aback, wanted to say something, but silently swallowed it back.

At this moment, perhaps it is best for Zui Yue not to say anything.

The author has something to say:

The story of Zuiyue seems to have been entangled for too long, and it can finally end. A new map will be opened in the next chapter, so I promise it will not be as entangled as this >_