Troubled Times

"That's your...uncle..." Jiang Ying followed Han Feiyu's gaze and introduced to Han Feiyu

"Huh?" Han Feiyu was puzzled for a moment, but soon understood, and looked at Jiang Ying in shock. At this moment, there was no one by the window on the second floor.

"Well, he's not dead." Jiang Ying nodded at him

"Since you are here, don't stand at the door." Fang Lingyan's voice came from the room

"My nephew has seen my uncle." Han Feiyu quickly entered the room and bowed to Fang Lingyan first. He didn't know what role his uncle played in it, but he looked at the man standing next to him. Mr. Hu should also perform this ceremony

Fang Lingyan on the sofa took off his mask, but he had a somewhat mysterious temperament, and he was still wearing a wine red robe. Only when Fang Xiaohou was as the world said, could he be worthy of a son who is unparalleled in the world

"Come and sit, you will live on the third floor from now on, you young people just make a companion, we old people don't like climbing stairs anymore"

"It's better to be obedient than to be respectful, thank you uncle."

"Hey, there is nothing thankful for the family," Pang Defu, who came down from the upstairs, answered.

"You can call him Uncle Pang, that's the one..."

"Okay, let me say it myself, I'm really afraid that you will say something earth-shattering." Pang Defu hurriedly stopped Fang Lingyan, he suddenly felt that his son might really be like Fang Lingyan, and he could piss people off The presence

"What? Followed the wrong person?" The woman in front of the dressing table angrily swung everything on the table to the ground, and the person kneeling behind her didn't dare to breathe

"Waste, waste, you have already found it, why are you still lost or even followed by the Southwest Pang family?"

"Forgive me, madam, I don't even know the little one."

"Hey, so angry!" Cao Lin's voice came from outside

"Okay, get out!" Lin Mengdie kicked him out angrily

"After so many years, Sister Mengdie really impressed me." Cao Lin looked at the messy room and called a maid to clean it up. "Why don't you go out for a walk with me, I don't have a place to stay in your house."

"Alright, you have that kind of highly skilled old craftsman here, I want him to help me make a hairpin." Lin Mengdie asked after thinking about it

"Yes, I still have craftsmen from the former royal family here."

"I have some impressions of the hairpin Madam mentioned. It looks like the dowry butterfly hairpin of Concubine Fang in the previous dynasty. I have never been able to make that hairpin. It was made by Fenghou himself. It is said that there are weapons added in it." The forging technique is only able to be done, but I have studied it for most of my life, but I still haven’t been able to do it.” The old man sitting on the master’s chair shook his head regretfully.

"If a master like Mr. Li can't do it, sister Mengdie will give up."

"But..." Lin Mengdie twisted the veil in Lin Mengdie's hand several times before finally saying nothing. Cao Lin seemed to have suddenly thought of something, moved his lips aside, and finally said nothing

"We can take a look at the other headgear made by Mr. Li." Cao Lin took Lin Mengdie to the shop in front, and Lin Mengdie finally chose a set of emerald headgear and asked someone to wrap it up for Cao Hongying.

"Madam, the meaning of the butterfly hairpin is actually not very good, so if Madam likes that style, there are some here. I advise Madam, don't look for it." When Lin Mengdie was about to walk out of the shop, Li The old man suddenly appeared and said something cryptic before continuing to polish the hairpin in his hand

"This is my second uncle, that's Pang Feng, my second uncle's son" Jiang Ying introduced to Han Feiyu at the dinner table, Fang Han ate silently at the side without saying a word

"Call me Second Uncle just like Xiaoying," Fang Chengbai added

"Okay, Second Uncle, this trip to the Northwest is worthwhile, it makes Feiyu suddenly feel that he has a family in this world." Han Feiyu's voice suddenly became a little low

"Come on, let's have a toast, it's not easy to get together." Mr. Hu hurriedly raised his glasses beside him, and everyone also raised their glasses in front of them

"Well, the peach blossom dew is really good." Qi Lao praised, but suddenly stopped, "Huh? Didn't that brat, Xiao Wu, swear that there is no more?"

"It's gone. It's my private bottle. If it wasn't for Master Feiyu coming today, I wouldn't have taken it out." Mr. Hu patted Mr. Qi on the shoulder.

"That bottle of yours was obviously snatched from me." Old Qi took the bottle and gave himself another glass. Everyone laughed, and washed away the sadness just now

"I suddenly found that I am worse than you. I am like an existence that is not expected or born as a pawn, only to be used." Fang Han said and took another sip of wine, and Han Feiyu next to him silently Sitting, because he knew that Fang Han didn't ask him to come over for a drink to comfort him, but just to find someone to talk to.

"What's the matter with you and Xiaoying?" Han Feiyu felt something was wrong between the two of them while eating

"Every time he puts himself in danger for various reasons but refuses to reveal a word to me, sometimes I wonder if I'm an extra part of his plan. I can't feel where I am in his heart, I think maybe without me he will live more recklessly." Fang Han frowned in distress, as if he was drunk

"You have come to this day with great difficulty, but you seem to have returned to the starting point and want to know what kind of position you have in the other party's heart. Do you think that every breath of air you breathe has no place in your heart? But it’s optional, sometimes after getting along for a long time, it’s casual, so casual that sometimes you won’t think about each other’s feelings any more.” Han Feiyu raised his hand to pat Fang Han on the shoulder, but Fang Han couldn’t help it. Han has fallen

"Drunk?" A voice suddenly came from the dark, which startled Han Feiyu, thinking that he was probably really drunk, so he didn't even notice that there was someone behind him

"When did you come? Xiaoying"

"When he said he was worse than you." Jiang Ying came out from the shadows and put Fang Han lying on the stone table on her shoulders. Seeing this, Han Feiyu got up and helped Fang Han into the room

"It's probably true as you said, because we are too familiar with each other, and sometimes even ignore each other's feelings." Jiang Ying stood at the door and said to Han Feiyu, "Unexpectedly, you are the one who understands the most."

"Concern leads to chaos. As an outsider, I can see it clearly." Han Feiyu smiled, "Maybe if you separate, you can feel the importance of each other more easily, but it's best not to do things that you regret." Just like me who buys drunk every day Father, Han Feiyu said in his heart.

"Okay, don't worry, I know what I know." Jiang Ying patted Han Feiyu's arm

"Without you, it would be meaningless to live recklessly." After Han Feiyu left, a very soft voice floated in the quiet corridor