Jia Yu's Detective Case

Boss Cang didn't push him away, but patted the trembling Jia Yu comfortingly:

"Don't be afraid, you can't get in, this is the safest place."

Jia Yu looked at the tavern that was shaking as if it could fall apart at any time, and was deeply suspicious of his words.

"What kind of monster is this?"

"The descendants of Yingzhao still have a bit of blood inheritance."

Jia Yu's eyes widened, what?He didn't have auditory hallucinations just now, did he?Or is Boss Cang joking with him?

"Yingzhao? You don't mean the monsters from ancient times, do you?"

Seeing Jia Yu's frightened little face, Cang Li sighed helplessly, and with a wave of his hand, Jia Yu closed his eyes, and disappeared from the tavern, returning to his body on the bed.

And after Jia Yu "offline", Cang Li also changed from his laziness just now, sat up straight, and looked outside with a sullen face.

The monster shivered in fright, and flattered him:

"That... my lord, the little demon didn't do it on purpose, who would have thought that your guest would be so timid... Wow, my lord, spare your life, for the sake of being with you for so many years, please spare the little demon's life, wow , Snake, save me!"

The strong man from just now reappeared, and after struggling for a while, he persuaded:

"The master doesn't care about spiritual power, so he should cherish this wine anyway. We don't know when we will be able to return to the holy mountain. Without the water from the holy spring, we can't make this good wine."

Cang Li withdrew the raised flagon, turned his eyes away:

"In the future, don't use your body to show up near me. If you scare people again, I will refine you to make wine!"

"Yes, yes, thank you for your mercy, the little demon will not dare again!"

The monster hero patted his chest in fear. He was not swallowed by the void outside, but was almost wiped out by the Venerable. Was he wronged?

Seeing that Boss Cang left at some point, the monster was gossiping with the strong man through the window:

"Hey, Brother Jing, your master seems to be in a good mood. Is that the reincarnation of the lover he has been looking for for tens of thousands of years?"

The strong man didn't answer him, but stared worriedly at the collapsing tavern.

He is the master's mount and not the housekeeper, so he can't control those things.But this tavern, no matter what the owner does, he is afraid that it will really end.

Jia Yu fell asleep soundly, as if she had a dream, but she couldn't remember anything when she woke up.

He is not someone who dwells on the past, forget about it.

The bed in Jia's mansion is really comfortable, this sleep...

"Is the uncle awake?" Hearing the voice, Caiyun came over to help him raise the curtain.

Jia Yu hurriedly put on her clothes:

"Get up, but it's a bit late?"

"It's not too late. Usually, the wife has just woken up at this time. The wife told the uncle to get up early and go to her place for breakfast."

Caiyun sniffed:

"Why do you feel that my uncle smells fragrant? I don't know what it is. It smells really good. Could it be that the clothes were put in the cabinet before and put fragrant balls?"

How does Jia Yu know this:

"Maybe, shall we go to Rongxi Hall now?"

"Let's go, it's just a matter of time to take the uncle to familiarize himself with the road."

Jia Yu nodded, and after washing, she followed Cai Yun and another person named Qing Er to go out.

On the way to Rongxi Hall, Jia Yu asked:

"Where does my grandmother live, I'll go and say hello to her first, she's used to getting up early, and she should be up by now."

Caiyun hurriedly took him to the third old lady, who was the residence of Jia Yu's grandmother.

Apparently Mrs. Wang wanted to keep the three old ladies to live with her heart, and the arrangement was very appropriate. There were quite a few people waiting in the yard, and they moved in and out in an orderly manner. Jia Yu felt relieved when she saw it.

"Grandma is up?"

The three old ladies are in good spirits:

"Get up, how did Yu'er rest yesterday?"

"Thank you grandma for your concern, it's okay."

The three old ladies nodded with satisfaction:

"Okay, okay, your mother really loves you." After all, it was my own mother.

The big family has the difficulties of the big family, the water inside is deep, how can the third old lady not understand at all, but she doesn't have to worry about it since her mother is protecting her.

Now that she has lived, she also wants to understand what is left behind, but the living want to keep it in mind, and now she is dying, what is she still obsessed with?

It is serious to arrange for him while he can still move, and it is not in vain that he has suffered with himself for more than ten years.

Jia Yu said a few words with the third old lady, and she urged her to go to Mrs. Wang.

Mrs. Wang has set up breakfast waiting for him.

Jia Yu was a little surprised to see that there was a table of things early in the morning. He had never had such a rich breakfast in the morning.

Mrs. Wang pulled him to sit down, and said pitifully:

"Use some things first, the old lady will come later to say hello, don't delay in vain and go hungry."

Serve him with porridge and vegetables in person.

Jia Yu is uncomfortable:

"I'll do it myself, and my mother will eat too!"

Mrs. Wang's heart is as if wiped with honey:

"Mother is not hungry yet, you eat first, and mother is happy to see you eat."

Being able to see his lost son again, his heart became alive, and he was no longer as old as before.

Jia Yu, who has never understood the relationship between mother and child, suddenly felt uncomfortable and put down her chopsticks.

Mrs. Wang hurriedly said:

"But it doesn't suit your taste? Tell your mother what kind of breakfast you like, and my mother will ask someone to make it. Do you like the one in Jinling?"

Jia Yu stopped Mrs. Wang:

"No, I'm not picky, but I can't eat when I see my mother hasn't eaten."

The simpler the words, the easier it is to touch people's hearts. Madam Wang suddenly burst into tears:

"Mother was just so happy, she was crying with joy! Your grandmother educated you very well, and Mother must thank her very much!"

At the same age as Baoyu, but more than twice as sensible as Baoyu, it can be seen that he has suffered a lot in his daily life, and it cannot be denied that he cannot do without the education of the three old ladies.

In any case, being able to raise my son and let him go to school under difficult conditions is something to be grateful for.

As for the matter of adoption, many things related to the previous generation cannot be explained clearly in a few words.

Jia Yu didn't know how to answer. In fact, he felt that whether he was with the third old lady or the Jia family, he felt a sense of distance and it was difficult to be close. Maybe it was because he regarded himself as an outsider, except for his biological mother, Mrs. Wang. .

Her love was so passionate that he couldn't even feel it.

Mrs. Wang wiped her tears and said with a smile:

"Mother eats too, and you eat some more too. When you're growing, you can't be so hungry!"

As I was talking, the girl reported:

"Master is here!"

"Master is here!"

Mrs. Wang and Jia Yu both stood up.

Jia Zheng coughed uncomfortably:

"Well, I'll come over and have a look, did you rest well yesterday?" His tone was rare and peaceful.

One must know that he had never had a good voice when talking to Jia Baoyu, which made Jia Baoyu see him like a mouse seeing a cat.

As for being kind to Jia Yu, one reason is that Jia Yu's current identity is not his son, but his nephew.

Secondly, a good scholar would naturally look at a well-motivated youngster with a different opinion, which would benefit Jia Yu's own efforts.

The family of three sat together for breakfast, and the atmosphere was a bit awkward.

During this period, only Mrs. Wang kept feeding Jia Yu and persuading him to eat more, but in the end Jia Zheng couldn't stand it:

"Okay, there will be opportunities in the future, why bother to make the child full all at once, which is not good for health!"

Mrs. Wang looked at Jia Yu apologetically:

"My mother is confused..."

Jia Yu hurriedly comforted her:

"No, my appetite is larger than the average person's, and my mother just helped me fill my stomach."

Mrs. Wang looked at him lovingly, her gaze could warm people.

Jia Zheng felt a little uncomfortable, obviously he was the one who reminded him, why did his wife have nothing to do with the good guy?

After thinking for a while, he said to Jia Yu:

"Have you signed up for Chunwei next year?"

Jia Yu replied seriously:

"I haven't signed up yet. I need three recommenders. Yu has no connections with my grandmother, so I can't find anyone to help."

Jia Zheng took a deep breath, not daring to say anything:

"What about the clansmen? Jinling is the ancestral home of our Jia family. Many clansmen live there, so they don't care about your grandchildren? They don't care if you passed the Juren exam?"

Jia Yu was silent:

"Grandmother has some conflicts with the clan elders, and I don't want to ask them."

Jia Zheng: ...

Mrs. Wang hurriedly said:

"It's not that Master doesn't know Third Aunt's personality and her stubborn temper is something she can do."

Jia Zheng concealed his inner dissatisfaction, not only towards the Jinling people, but also towards the elders.

They are all for their own selfishness, but never for the sake of the clan, even if Jia Yu is not his son, he is also an outstanding child of the clan, they don't want to take the initiative to cultivate, and let him fend for himself at such a young age, it is really hateful!

It seems that he has to talk to Zhen'er next door when he has time.

With a sigh of relief, he patted Jia Yu on the shoulder:

"You don't need to worry about this, I will sign up for you, get used to it for a few days, and then settle down to study, I will find two people who have participated in Chunwei to tell you about the experience of the examination room, don't miss the future !"

Jia Yu lowered her hands and listened, and said "Yes" when he finished speaking!

Mrs. Wang didn't stop her, she didn't know the importance of fame to Jia Yu.

Jia Yu has no title to inherit, and all she can rely on is her own hard work.

This thought made her feel even more distressed.

Jia Yu didn't play for a few days to get used to what Jia Zheng said, but after greeting Jia's mother, she went to the study to review her homework.

In Jinling before, besides studying, he also had to do housework, or went to the mountains to collect herbs and hunt to find a way to support himself and his grandmother. At that time, he felt that there was always not enough time for reading. time.

Now that he has come to Jia's mansion, he has nothing to do, so he can only study.

Especially when he saw a stack of high-quality rice paper neatly placed on the desk in the study, and a row of good brushes hanging on the pen stand, he picked up the ink and smelled it. They were all good things that he couldn't afford and coveted in the past. His interest is even higher, he wants to use this ink to write all over this paper!

So no matter how many people came outside the study to look at him curiously, he was buried in the book without paying any attention.

Thanks to the fact that he lived in a dilapidated temple in his previous life, he still lives next to the temple in this life and was influenced by monks. His patience is better than ordinary people, and he can easily enter samadhi.

The room not far away is Jia Zheng's study, and the other side is Jia Baoyu's. At this time, Jia Zheng is reprimanding Baoyu in his study.

"Where did you go to play when you came back from ethnology? Why don't you study and do your homework in peace in the study?"

When he came back from the yamen, he went directly to the study room. He knew that his other son was in the study room just by looking at the servants. He glanced quietly through the window, and saw that someone was studying seriously, so he didn't bother him. The servants who watched waved back.

Here I was stroking my beard with satisfaction, passing by Baoyu's study and going in to take a look. Once I went in, I saw that it was empty, and the countertop was clean and tidy. At first glance, it was unused, and I couldn't help getting angry:

"Come on, call me Baoyu!"