Jiang Men Daughter-in-law

When the door was knocked, Wen Xian was still disgusted.

"This is going back to his own home. Why is he knocking on the door? Really."

Su Yuanzhi saw that he was complaining, and his steps were obviously very wide, so he smiled helplessly, and slowed him down to follow behind Wen Xian, and went to open the door with him.

Wen Xian opened the door, a gust of cool wind blew outside the door, Wen Xian didn't have time to see the person clearly, and complained: "Hongguo, what are you doing? You won't come in when you get to the door? You have to come to open the door in person, my young master." please……"

Before the words fell, it stopped abruptly in the middle, because the person standing in front of Wen Xian at this moment was not Hongguo, but an old man wearing a blue long gown and padded jacket, who must have lived at least 60 years old. A little tired, but his eyes are very bright.

Wen Xian was slightly taken aback, and said, "Excuse me... who are you looking for?"

The old man nodded towards Wen Xian, with a very polite attitude, and asked with a smile on his mouth: "Excuse me, is the person who lives in this courtyard the young master Su from Su Yuanzhi?"

Su Yuanzhi, who was standing on Wen Xian stretching out his hand, straightened up in an instant, walked to Wen Xian's side in three steps and two steps, and stood side by side with Wen Xian, Wen Xian turned to look at him, Su Yuanzhi looked at him and said: "I am Su Yuan So, what can you do, sir?"

After Su Yuanzhi finished speaking, he saw the man staring at his face intently. After a while, his eyes turned red, and he stretched out his hands towards Su Yuanzhi, trying to pull his arms.

"Master Biao, Master Biao, this old slave finally found you..."

Su Yuanzhi didn't like to be in contact with people, so he instinctively avoided the old man's hands. When he heard the address, he vaguely guessed the other person's identity, but he was too surprised to be sure, so he pursed his lips and asked, "Who are you?"

The old man wiped away the tears of his true feelings, and didn't mind Su Yuanzhi avoiding him, and even blamed himself: "I was too abrupt, I forgot to introduce myself, Master Biao, my name is Wu Xianlai, and I am from the Yang family compound in Luzhou." Your housekeeper, your grandfather, Yang Kaishui, is my boss, and your mother, Yang Hua, was also brought up by my own eyes. Master Biao, you look... You look like you were carved out of the same mold as the eldest lady. So much alike, so much alike."

Yang Wei has been dead for almost seven years in name, not to mention that even when she was alive, there were not many people who had seen her. Naturally, there were not many people who looked like Su Yuanzhi and her, so Wu Xianlai said this, It can be regarded as an indirect proof of his identity, and Su Yuanzhi never expected that he would see people from the Yang family from Luzhou in Nanjing one day. After all, Yang Kaishui once said that he would never set foot in Nanjing City in his life , not only him, but everyone from the Yang family is not allowed to enter Nanjing City.

Su Yuanzhi didn't expect to see the Yang family in Nanjing City. He didn't know the name Wu Xianlai, but he had heard the name "Uncle Wu" from his mother. Yang Wei said that he was the most powerful grandfather Yang Kaishui. My housekeeper and my most trusted confidant.

Wen Xian saw that Su Yuanzhi's face changed slightly. Although he couldn't see it standing there, he was actually a little stiff. He remembered that Su Yuanzhi told him that he had never seen his grandfather since he was a child. People coming from Zhouzhou at this time must be something important, and this may become an opportunity for Su Yuanzhi and Luzhou to resolve the conflict. Thinking of this, Wen Xian immediately said to Wu Xianlai: "That...old man, it's cold outside Dong, what else can we say in the house?"

Wu Xian took a look at Wen Xian. In fact, at first he almost thought that Wen Xian was Su Yuanzhi, but Wen Xian was good-looking, but he didn't have the slightest resemblance to Yang Hua, let alone Su Dashuai, and Wu Xianlai was the same. Those who have met Su Yaoqiang, and seeing that Wen Xian looks like neither of them, dare not bark at all for a while, so they can only ask this question tentatively.

Now I know that Wen Xian is indeed not Su Yuanzhi, but Wen Xian's behavior doesn't look like a servant at all?Could it be that he is the steward of this quiet garden?But the housekeeper is not like that.

Wu Xianlai was really not sure about Wen Xian's identity, so he could only be polite and try his best to be considerate in etiquette.

"Then thank you sir."

Wen Xian smiled and waved his hand, then stretched out his hand to grab Su Yuan, and pulled him aside to make room for Wu Xianlai.

When Wu Xian came to the door, he was shocked by Wen Xian's absolutely not gentle behavior just now, and he was even more sure that Wen Xian was not a servant, but what else could he be?

Before Wu Xianlai could figure it out, he was startled by Su Yuan who personally served him tea and jumped up from the sandalwood chair in the lobby.

"Master Biao, you can't do it!"

Su Yuanzhi looked up at him, put the teacup on the table beside him, and then sat back on the chair of the head of the family, his movements were very natural and coherent, without any violation.

The only violation is probably Wen Xian sitting next to Su Yuanzhi, I saw that not only did he sit for a reason, but he even drank Su Yuanzhi's tea as a matter of course.

Wu Xianlai didn't know about Su Yuanzhi's marriage, let alone that Su Yuanzhi married a man. Seeing Wen Xian sitting next to Su Yuanzhi, he looked at Su Yuanzhi for a while and asked, "Who is this young master?" ..."

Su Yuanzhi said: "My wife."

"Nei—" Wu Xianlai looked at Wen Xian and took a breath, pointed at Wen Xian and asked Su Yuanzhi, "He...he...is he a woman?"

Wen Xian said with a smile: "Mister, I am a man."

Wu Xianlai's shocked eyeballs almost fell out of their sockets, thinking that he lived for 60 years, and today is really a hell of a life.

"Men, man?" Wu Xianlai asked Su Yuanzhi, "Master Biao married a man? This... this..."

Wen Xian felt that Wu Xianlai probably wanted to say what kind of decency it was, but there was a difference in dignity, and he was not qualified to say that about Su Yuanzhi, so he could only sigh heavily in the end, but Wen Xian still heard something from that sigh. Dispirited and cold.

Wen Xian looked at Su Yuan helplessly, but Su Yuanzhi was calm.

Wu Xianlai sat there in a daze for a long time without being able to regain his senses, and finally Su Yuanzhi asked, "Mr. Wu came to Nanjing, is it my grandfather's business?"

"Oh... oh, it's nothing, no, there is something important, just... yes..."

Wu Xianlai stammered a few words, and couldn't help looking at Wen Xian. Wen Xian felt that he probably didn't want to look at him, but the blow was too great to control. Wen Xian sighed softly, stood up and said, "You guys first Let's talk, let me avoid it for a while."

After Wen Xian finished speaking, he was about to get up, Su Yuan pressed his hand on the back of his hand, and signaled: "No need."

Then, with the palms folded with Wen Xian, he raised his head and said to Wu Xianlai: "Mr. Wu has something to say, this is my house, and there are no outsiders in the house."

Wu first looked at Su Yuanzhi, then at Wen Xian, sighed lightly, and then set his eyes on Su Yuanzhi, probably to make himself invisible.

"Master Biao, to be honest, Old Wu came to Nanjing City secretly this time. His master didn't know about it. It was... the young master's family, that is, your cousin Yang Buhuo. Without parents, I just learned to walk and ran around with my boss. The young boss is also promising, and he inherited the family business when he turned [-]. Over the years, the young boss has taken care of such a big family business in an orderly manner. The boss thought it was God. For his gift, after losing his only son, he left a young master so that he would not be too lonely in his old age, but who knows... who knows that fate is unfair, the former young master went north to discuss a medicinal material business, and after returning, he became seriously ill I had a fight, and my health hasn't improved since then. Years ago...years ago, I almost couldn't carry it. I lay on the bed for ten days, and finally woke up yesterday, yesterday, but... But watching It's like, it's like a lamp that has run out of oil."

"what?!"

Su Yuan was startled. Seeing Wu Xianlai's pale face and tears in his old eyes, his voice was choked up after speaking. Although Su Yuanzhi had never seen him before, he was confused by his cousin Yang, but he often heard Yang Hua mention it when he was a child. Buhuo was smart and gentle since he was a child. He was six years older than Su Yuanzhi. When Yang Wei got married, because it was a marriage that was not approved, so the Yang family did not see much joy on the happy day, especially Yang Wei. Boiled water, from the beginning to the end, there was no half of the joy of marrying his daughter. Yang Hua was already sad because of the marriage, and it was even more sad to see her parents like this again. She cried in a mess in the boudoir.

Little Yang Buhuo, who was only four or five years old at the time, sneaked into Yang Hua's boudoir, stuffed an apple in Yang Hua's hand, and said to Yang Hua in a childish voice, "Auntie, auntie Don't cry, this is the Ping An Fruit, if you hold it, you will be safe and sound in the future."

At that time, Yang Hua's heart was almost warmed, and she cried even more fiercely holding the little Yang Buhuo. Yang Buhuo patted Yang Hua's back to coax her.

"Auntie, don't cry. Today is my aunt's day. It's not okay to make a face out of crying. The bride must be beautiful."

"Auntie, if you get married, will I have younger brothers and sisters?"

"Auntie, Auntie looks so good-looking. If she gives birth to a little sister in the future, she will become the most beautiful woman in Jiangnan just like Auntie. At that time, many people will definitely want to marry my sister. Don't worry, Auntie, I will definitely protect her. No one will bully her."

"...If it's my younger brother? If it's my younger brother, I will give him all my good things. I will make a lot of money and marry my younger brother a wife!"

Unfortunately, Yang Wei gave birth to a son later, and Yang Buhuo made a lot of money, but the two brothers had never even met each other.

Su Yuanzhi had never met Yang Buhuo, but because of Yang Wei's love for Yang Buhuo, Su Yuanzhi had been fascinated by Yang Buhuo since he was a child, and he still had some affection for this cousin, especially when he learned about Yang Buhuo from Wu Xianlai. Not long after Buhuo's life was over, Su Yuanzhi's heart was shaken, and he panicked for a moment.

Su Yuanzhi was silent for a moment, then looked up at Wu Xianlai and asked, "You just said that it was my cousin who asked you to come to me?"

Wu Xianlai nodded: "Yes, yes, the Young Master said, I know that you are busy with your affairs, but he is dying now, and I hope that before he dies, he can recognize your brother."

Su Yuanzhi pursed his lips and said, "What about my grandfather?"

"This..." Wu Xianlai was taken aback, a moment of embarrassment appeared on his face, Su Yuanzhi saw it, and the drooping eyelids covered the dimness in his eyes.