Fleeing the wasteland and farming: don't panic, the family's metaphysics boss

Chapter 140 He Was Frightened Silly

The mountain pavilion is open, and everyone can enter the pavilion to watch it. Although there is nothing to see in the pavilion except for the trophy door plaque on the wall, everyone is still very interested in it. Looking at the door plaque next to each other, guess which one it is.

The young masters were followed by the servants, or listened to Wen Ya's talk about the origin of the mountain pavilion, or gathered in front of Zhuifeng to sign up.

Seeing that Si Wenzhi was listening carefully next to his future master, He Yunshen didn't want to continue listening to the boring origin, and turned to the registration office.

The middle-aged man was writing something, with his slightly lowered head, viewed from the side, his outline was tough and clear, but his cheeks were slightly thinner, making him look a bit fragile.

He Yunshen couldn't move his eyes for no reason, and was haunted by a strange feeling, but he couldn't tell what it was.

After the middle-aged man finished writing, he looked up again and asked the next one.And the moment he raised his head, He Yunshen saw it clearly.His face was startled, he stared at the middle-aged man in astonishment, and walked over quickly unconsciously.

Just as Zhufeng was about to ask the name of the young master in front of him, the young master was pushed away by an arm, and then a young and immature face appeared in front of him.

Chasing the wind with a bit of reproach: "First come, first served, it's not good to jump in line."

But He Yunshen didn't listen at all, his eyes widened, he was so shocked that he even forgot to breathe.

Chang Sui also let out a soft cry, looking at his young master, then at Zhuifeng, his eyes looked back and forth in front of the two for a long time, and then his jaw dropped in shock.

The young master who was pushed away originally wanted to reprimand angrily, but when he saw the person coming, he swallowed his words again, and then looked at the people who signed up. like."

He Yunshen was called back to his soul by this sound, he grabbed Zhufeng by the collar, frowned and asked, "Who are you?"

Chasing the wind was very inexplicable, but being held by a child like this, he couldn't get angry even if he wanted to, so he could only forcefully break He Yunshen's hand, and said slowly:
"Young master, the registration is to report your own name, not mine."

The movement on their side caught Wen Ya's attention, Wen Ya turned her head to look, saw He Yunshen and Zhu Feng Zheng staring at each other, and walked over.

Seeing Wen Ya approaching, Zhu Feng reminded in a low voice: "The master of the pavilion is here, if something happens to you, I'm afraid you won't be able to enter the mountain pavilion."

He Yunshen turned his head and saw the pavilion master approaching with a sullen face, so he had to put down his name and address in a hurry, and then left with his entourage.

Zhufeng couldn't help laughing, looked at Wen Ya who came over and said: "I was so scared by you before I started school, don't really answer Heart's words."

Wen Ya opened her mouth, paused, and then asked, "How many people signed up?"

Chasing the Wind counted, "There are 17 people now."

"Well, there should be more in the afternoon."

Si Wenzhi also came over at this time and said: "I want to sign up too." But after seeing Zhuifeng, he was slightly surprised, staring at his face non-stop, "This sir."

Zhufeng touched his face very puzzled, then looked at Wen Ya, but Wen Ya shook his head, and he smiled, "May I ask the young master's name and where does he live?"

Si Wenzhi hesitated for a moment before saying his name and address, and after registering, he also left with the boy.

But it was said that after He Yunshen left the mountain pavilion, he didn't even care about the servants, and drove his horse all the way back to the He's courtyard.

The old lady of the He family was taking a nap in the house, and the elderly were light sleepers, when she suddenly heard the sound of bead curtains colliding, she woke up and asked, "Who is it?"

"It's me, grandma." He Yunshen opened the beaded curtain and entered the inner room, took the fan from the old lady, and then sat on a stool beside the recliner, fanning old lady He.

Seeing that his head was sweating profusely, Mrs. He took out a handkerchief to wipe him distressedly, "My dear grandson, where did he go? His head is covered in sweat."

He Yunshen bent his lips, smiled a little forcedly, took the handkerchief and wiped off his sweat before saying, "I'll go to the mountain pavilion to sign up."

"The mountain pavilion? Is that the pavilion master you mentioned who can fly over the roof? Did you really go? Didn't your father let you go? There is a martial arts master at home, and you go outside to learn what to do."

"It's not the same grandma, the pavilion master is really powerful, Master Mou, don't you think he is powerful, the door plaque of his house is still hanging in the mountain pavilion." He Yunshen said coquettishly.

"Really took off the door plaque?" Mrs. He asked strangely.

"Really, more than [-] yuan, hanging all over the wall."

He Yunshen drew a big circle exaggeratedly, which made Mrs. He laugh out loud, and suddenly remembered that no one had brought the snacks and fruits, so she urged: "The third young master is here, go and see why the snacks haven't been delivered yet."

The little girl standing outside the door responded and stepped back to call for someone.

Only then did Mrs. He sigh, and grabbed He Yunshen's hand: "If you really want to learn, then go, your father has a grandma to support you, and he dare not disobey me."

He Yunshen smiled obediently, and leaned on Mrs. He's lap, "Grandma is the best."

Mrs. He smiled and patted He Yunshen's head. Seeing that his brows were still slightly frowned, she said distressedly: "Why, grandma can help you solve this problem, aren't you happy?"

He Yunshen paused, then raised his head and begged, "Grandma, tell me about Uncle."

Mrs. He's expression froze, and after a while, she smiled and asked, "Why do you suddenly want to hear about your uncle?"

"I'm just curious. They say I look like an uncle, but I've never seen him. Where did he go?"

Mrs. He sighed deeply, "Grandma also wants to know where he went."

He Yunshen paused for a moment, then asked again: "Grandma, what kind of person is uncle? Why did he run away from home back then?"

Mrs. He was silent for a while, and then sighed again, "He, like your grandfather, is as stubborn as a cow. Forget about what happened back then, it doesn't matter if you don't mention it. People who have been away for more than ten years, Why mention him?"

"But what if uncle comes back someday?" He Yunshen was a little anxious.

"Come back?" Mrs. He shook her head: "I don't want him to come back, so as not to get angry."

At that time, Si Wenzhi, who was one step behind He Yunshen, also returned home.But after returning home, he was not in a hurry to change clothes, but rushed to his father's study.

Si Chaoren was discussing things in the shop with his brothers when the youngest son poked his head in.He asked, "What's the matter?" Seeing that his son's clothes were disheveled and his forehead was still dripping with sweat, he scolded him displeasedly, "Where did you go? You got all dirty."

Si Wenzhi entered the room to say hello to his uncles, and then said: "I have registered at Shange." After a moment of hesitation, he said:

"Father, I saw a person today who looks a lot like He Yunshen. I think it's strange, so I'll come back and tell you."

Si Chaoren was a little startled, "The eight-point figure? Where did you see it?"

"At the mountain pavilion, he registered the boy. The boy stood in front of him and could see it clearly. He Yunshen also saw it. He must have been frightened and ran back."

"I have indeed heard that this He Yunshen looks very much like his uncle." A brother said.

Si Chaoren hissed, very puzzled, "Could it be that the person who ran away from home for more than ten years has come back?"

(End of this chapter)