Zheng Yu lowered his head and smiled, Yin Yulin looked at him with a smile, and raised his hand very casually to wipe the stains on Zheng Yu's face, which was a scene deeply imprinted into the bottom of his heart by Yu Ce, who rushed back a little later "Big brother" Yu Jie has been in for a long time, but Yu Ce didn't react at all, he kept staring at the noodle man in his hand, Yu Yu got up and snatched the noodle man over, "What is this?"
It's just a very ordinary noodle person, pinching a Nezha.
Yu Ce only reacted at this time, and when he saw Yu Ji, he was a little panicked, "When did you come over?"
” "It's been a long time."
Yu Yu pinched the person and looked at it for a long time, "Is this a new case?"
"What" Yu Ce's heart is empty.
"This person, is it related to a new case" Yu Yu mistakenly thought that Yu Ce was caught in a new case again, and he couldn't figure out something, so he stared at a face man as fascinated as he just now.
"Uh-huh, yes."
Yu Ce cleared his throat to cover up.
"What kind of case is it" Yu Yu asked casually, he was just curious about what kind of case could make Yu Ce lose his mind.
"Yes, it's a case."
Yu Ce was confused and had to deal with the past.
Last night, it was precisely because of this noodle that he returned to the backyard of the Zheng family one step slower than Chen Ziyou, holding the noodle man who wanted to show Yin Yulin in his hand, but saw Yin Yulin and Zheng Yu getting closer and closer "Big brother, do you know, although this Nezha is known as the third prince, but in many dramas, he is born a woman, with a delicate face and a proud demeanor, but there is no lack of heroism.
Even if it was a woman, I'm afraid no one would doubt it.
Yu Yu was eyeing this noodle person, "Big brother, you are useless with this noodle person, then I'll take it, Xiaochun has always liked these things, and he must be happy." ” "Let's go, let's go."
Yu Ce knew that this would be the case, and waved him out.
"Mother."
Song Yuchen is still looking forward to Mrs.
Song inviting him over for morning tea early this morning.
"Sit down."
Mrs.
Song, who was dressed in plain clothes, did not have a very good face, and she had been stuffy in the Buddhist hall all these years, and few people would pay special attention to her every move.
Bypassing the table, the servant helped Mrs.
Song to sit down at the table.
Song Yuchen sat down late, "Mother, your face is not very good, the sky has changed in the past two days, is it windy?"
Would you like to ask a doctor to come and have a look?
” "No need."
Mrs.
Song looked very tired, "We will have morning tea together once a month, this time, you just have the right to treat yourself as if you haven't seen anything, and when you run out of morning tea, you can be busy with whatever you should be busy." ” Once a month, as a routine closeness, sit together for morning tea, but it is always difficult to find a topic to talk about.
Over the years, Mrs.
Song seems to have her own world, living in that narrow space, but she is very resistant to all new things from outside.
Song Yuchen lowered his head.
Relatively silent, that's the case.
Since it was determined that Mrs.
Song was not his biological mother, the atmosphere between their mother and son had become what it is now.
Once a month.
After Mrs.
Song had morning tea, she was helped up by the servant, Song Yuchen stood up and sent it off, but Mrs.
Song stopped before leaving.
This is different from what it used to be.
"Nothing has happened lately."
Mrs.
Song turned her head slightly, but she didn't look at him.
"Yes, nothing happened."
Song Yuchen said.
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"That's good."
After Mrs.
Song left these words, she got up and walked out.
Her back disappeared outside the door, and Song Yuchen was deflated and sat down.
After a long trance, she got up and went back to her yard, pushed the door and entered, Aunt Wan didn't know when and where she folded a plum blossom and compared it to the bronze mirror on her head.
Reflecting the plum blossoms, the face that was not half bloody seemed to be better.
But when Song Yuchen saw this scene, he was immediately furious, stepped forward and snatched the plum blossom from Aunt Wan's hand and threw it on the ground, "How many times have I told you, let you not go out, don't go out" "Yuchen" Aunt Wan was frightened by Song Yuchen's sudden anger.
"In broad daylight, you are not afraid of being scattered, you have to think about it for me, I will take you back to the house, in case someone sees it, how do you want me to gain a foothold in Qingwu City again" Song Yuchen's shoes stepped on the plum blossom, he was very angry, and Aunt Qi Wan did not listen to him and stayed in the house honestly.
"Childe."
Changsheng bowed outside and greeted.
"Come in."
As soon as Song Yuchen spoke, Aunt Wan turned around and disappeared.
"Childe," Changsheng held a large vase, saw Song Yuchen's puzzled face, and hurriedly pointed to a bouquet of plum blossoms on the side and explained, "The plum blossoms in the yard are blooming very well this year, and the small ones have picked some of them on their own initiative, and they want to put them on the bookcase for Childe."
But when I picked plum blossoms, I found that I couldn't find a vase, so I went to find a vase. ” Song Yuchen suddenly said that Aunt Wan didn't listen to him and ran outside.
Changsheng saw Song Yuchen nodding, so he stepped forward to put all the plum blossoms in the vase and put them on the bookcase, and when he turned around to leave, he saw a plum blossom that had been trampled under Song Yuchen's feet.
He didn't say anything, and still retreated as if nothing had happened.
"Yuchen, don't be angry."
Aunt Wan came out to coax him, "In the future, I won't take these." ” Song Yuchen had mixed feelings in his heart, and turned around and sat aside.
Aunt Wan squatted down and picked up the plum blossom, and was distressed and put it aside.
"In Qingwu City, who else do you know besides my father?"
Song Yuchen asked with a low face.
Aunt Wan turned around, "It's gone." ” "When you really didn't have you in the Crescent Pavilion, did you meet anyone who, like my father, had some skills."
Song Yuchen knew that it would not be a matter to leave Aunt Wan like this, Aunt Wan died nine years ago, if it wasn't for the soul being taken in, she might have been reincarnated by now.
Now that her soul has been released, she has to go back to where she should go, and dragging it out too long will only make her absorb more anger.
If it really becomes a demon, it will be difficult to clean up.
While others were busy with the Zheng family's old mansion, it was the best choice to quietly send Aunt Wan away.
"Nope."
Aunt Wan said, "With my status, it is already an honor to know Qianmi, that is, your father."
How can you still know other people. ” "That's weird."
Song Yuchen sneered, Song Lao Wu and Aunt Wan both proved that she didn't know other people in this Qingwu City, so when Aunt Wan hid in the mountains and died of illness nine years ago, who took Aunt Wan's soul and locked her up.
"If it weren't for someone who took your soul, then where have you been hiding all these years?"
By the way, where is it hidden?
The person who took Aunt Wan's soul hid Aunt Wan there, maybe by solving this mystery, you can know who it was that took Aunt Wan's soul.
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