"It's really a watermelon. Why did your mother suddenly ask you to bring this brother here? Aunt wants to eat it, so you can buy it, and let you give it away. With such a heavy one, she doesn't even know that you are still a child?"

"child?"

Shen Zhaoyu, who had had enough breath, looked at his aunt with grief and indignation.

I wanted to say that after so many years, someone finally remembered that she was still a child, but at this moment, a little girl suddenly came down from the upstairs.

"Who is she?" Shen Zhaoyu is someone who is easily attracted to new things, including people.

"Oh, she's called a little sister. It's your brother Lu Jin's sister. Just here, yes, Xing'er, do you want to play with her? She doesn't have any good friends, she's just bored."

Wen Xuxu suddenly thought of this, and immediately, she began to put her hopes on this niece and niece.

But who knows, as soon as she finished speaking, the niece jumped up.

"I don't want it! Isn't it enough for me to deal with that little devil Shen Zhaohui? I have to be stuffed with another one, auntie, I want to live longer, that's all, I'll go first, I still have to go to school."

Then this little bully ran faster than a rabbit and disappeared in a flash.

Leaving Wen Xuxu dumbfounded.

However, Nige over there, after seeing that the young lady left, her small eyes did darken again.

Look, she just said, no one likes her...

——

Huo Sijue went to Wenqing Temple for a few days.

This time, it was the first time he came to this mountain since he woke up, so he stayed for a few more days in this thousand-year-old temple that was famous for Zhongling Yuxiu.

"I heard that you have now handed over the Longyin Pavilion to the calligraphy?"

gurgling stream

Next to it, in the pavilion with mottled tree shadows, the father and son were making tea and playing chess.

Huo Sijue held a cup of tea and stared at the chessboard lightly.

"Yes."

"You're not worried about them?"

The old monk is also enjoying the tea.

However, compared to this son's calmness, after hearing that this was the case, he didn't know if it was because he wanted to kiss each other more? He even raised his eyebrows immediately.

Huo Sijue twitched the corners of his mouth, and moved a chess piece between his two knuckle fingers.

"What's there to worry about? They're not too young. After the new year, they are eighteen years old."

"..."

The old monk was startled.

Are you eighteen?

He paused for a moment, then after a while, he came back to his senses, and laughed there too.

"I forgot, it is indeed an adult. However, the matter of Lan Jia still surprises me a bit. Speaking of which, was their tribe already controlled by Lan Yuan in this Wenqing Mountain before?"

"It's not impossible."

"Ugh……"

The old monk sighed.

Up to now, he is actually the same as this person, with deep fatigue. This war, from Lan Yuan back then to now, has been many, many years.

So much so that when he heard those words, he became irritated like a conditioned reflex.

But what can be done?

What to do, still to do.

"Then what do you think now? It stands to reason that Lan Yuan is dead. No matter how powerful he is, he can't plan so much. In the end of the year, he didn't even think that he would be defeated by you, so what? Will it be planned until now?"

The old monk still raised questions.

The man just dropped a piece

Come, a gust of cold wind blew, and with a sound of "crashing", the warm jade chess pieces on it were blown into chaos by the wind.

Old monk: "..."

"Of course it's impossible, so the most important thing now is to find out his son!"

"what?"

As soon as this was said, the old monk was not even interested in sorting out the chessboard, and immediately raised his head and glared at him.

son?

Did he mean Lan Yuan?

"You...you mean he has a son?"

"What? You've been by his side for so many years, don't you know?"

Huo Sijue raised his eyes lukewarmly, and swept towards the stunned old monk with dissatisfaction.

Do you really consider yourself a family member?

No matter what.

Old monk: "..."

"I... I really don't know. At that time, I was imprisoned under this temple, and I didn't have the intention to pay attention to this. When did he have a son? Where?"

He honestly admitted his oversight, and then continued to ask questions.

Lan Yuan has a son?

This does sound scary.

Because he is a dwarf with a congenital disability, when Wen Xuxu and Huo Sixing found this man's living room in the secret room under the temple, they saw a notebook of him.

Above, he clearly recorded his resentment towards this society, as well as his low self-esteem that no woman looked at him.

Then who did he have this son with?

Huo Sijue took out a photo.

When the old monk saw it, he took it over with suspicion and took a look.

"Isn't this... Bai Zhenghao's wife?!!"

"Yes, but this is before marrying Bai Zhenghao, ho ho, otherwise, do you think she is the right person

At that time, as a well-known daughter of the Min family, why did she marry Bai Zhenghao, a poor and white man? "

The man who was still drinking that cup of tea looked at the old monk with some eyesight and recognized this woman, he sat there and sneered.

The old monk was stunned.

It was at this time that he suddenly remembered that he had indeed heard a scandal in the capital when he was still the high-spirited heir of the divine family.

And this scandal came from the Min family, a big family in the capital at that time. JrNovels.com