The almighty daughter has become Chi Ye's favorite

Chapter 23 Returning to Yun's House
Hua Guo, the capital of the empire.

This is the economic and cultural center of the entire Huaguo, and it is also a famous cultural city in Nanzhou. It has developed for many years and has now become a landmark geographic business card of Huaguo.

Here is the tallest building in Nanzhou, the most prosperous night view and the most extravagant life.

Countless young people came here from all over the country to seek their own world, eager to achieve success and fame.

This is how many people's dreams are built, and how many people's dreams have been shattered and returned home.

The unique prosperity and confusion and the vigor of young people have made the city's luxury and prosperity.

The old house of the Yun family is located in the east of the imperial capital. It is said that the old house of the Yun family has been built for nearly 500 years.

Even in the time of war, there is no damage, and it is second to none among the surviving ancient buildings in the entire Hua Kingdom.

Some experts once estimated that the Yun family's old house was worth billions, not only because of its age, but also because of the priceless antiques stored in it by the Yun family.

Standing at the door of Yun's house, Mu Qian looked at the exquisite wood carvings above the door. The carvings were all bamboo and lotus, which meant a clear stream.

And Mu Qian also saw that the material of the whole gate, golden silk nanmu, was worth hundreds of millions.

Among the aristocratic families that have been passed down for hundreds of years, the Yun family has the strongest influence and financial resources. Now it seems that this is not just a rumor.

Yun Zaichun got out of the car behind her, and asked with concern when he saw her staring at the wood carving intently.

"Did you remember something?"

To be honest, everyone's memory of their five-year-old will not be very deep, and it's just a flash of a certain fragment from time to time.

What Mu Qian herself still remembered was that it was raining heavily the day she got lost, and that she often shuttled among the quaint pavilions and waterside pavilions.

"I have a little impression." Mu Qian said something.

Yun Zaichun was not in a hurry, and led her to the door.

"It's okay, you'll remember after staying for a while." Yun Zaichun said softly when comforting her.

The old house of the Yun family occupies a large area, divided into four courtyards in the southeast, northwest, and the ancestral hall of the Yun family in the far east. Every [-]th day of the Lunar New Year, all the Yun family will offer incense to their ancestors.

The two small courtyards next to the flowing stream in the north are also reserved for the servants who live in Yun's house.

It is said that the master who designed the Yun family's house hundreds of years ago is the best craftsman in the entire Hua Kingdom, and he is also a person who is famous in history.

There are a lot of landscapes and plants in traditional courtyards, but the Yun family doesn't like wealth and splendor, so all the plants and trees planted are mainly plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum.

But with the passage of time and so many years, these plants have become very rare species, and the price is extremely expensive.

Mu Qian followed Yun Zaichun through two circular stone arches and walked in. The servant who was cleaning and sprinkler bowed his head when he saw the two of them.

But most of the eyes were staring at Mu Qian who was following behind his young master.

Mr. Yun has been waiting in the main hall since he got up in the morning, and he didn't even leave for the two gentlemen who were going to school in the morning.

Except for Yun Zaichun's mother and younger sister Yun Yuwei, who had left for France to participate in the exhibition a few days ago and failed to come back, everyone else had arrived.

Now the whole family is waiting, such a big battle, except for the time of worshiping the ancestors, is now.

"Don't be afraid, grandpa has been waiting for a long time, and second uncle is here." Yun Zaichun comforted Mu Qian.

Wen Hao and Ning Jin walked behind them side by side. This person was sent back, and they had something to do with being lost in the first place, so they had to be escorted back in person.

Traveling through the Yun family's house like this, Mu Qian felt as if she had returned to the Wuzhou Continent in a daze.

After walking for about 15 minutes, passing through a bamboo forest, an arch bridge and two pavilions, we finally arrived at the main hall.

Going up the three stone steps, what Mu Qian saw was Mr. Yun sitting on a black wooden chair waiting.

Grandpa Yun, Yunhan, is also 70 years old this year. His body is strong and his consciousness is clear, but his hair is already gray. Perhaps it is because he has been using pen and ink for so many years.

The two middle-aged men sitting below him looked similar, both wore neat suits, and they were meticulously arranged.

"Grandpa." Yun Zaichun called out first, "I brought Zhiwei back."

Old Master Yun let go of the white porcelain tureen, and the tea spilled all over the table. Mu Qian saw the light in the eyes of the old man who got up.

"This is grandpa." Yun Zaichun pulled Yun Zhiwei to the old man.

Mu Qian's eyes were red when she saw the old man who was seventy years old, and the hand that came to hold her trembled a little.

"child……"

Following this call, several equally loving voices flashed in Mu Qian's head.

It turned out that the person who kept calling her was the voice of Mr. Yun.

"I heard you're in Qingcheng." Old Master Yun said as he gently stroked Mu Qian's face, "You've grown up so much, and when you left me, it was only a little..."

The little girl who was still hugging him reluctantly when he set off from Yun's house that morning had grown up so much in the blink of an eye.

The child who hugged his neck and acted like a spoiled child also grew into a big girl in the blink of an eye.

But all these years, they have missed it.

Seeing the old man like this, everyone present couldn't help feeling sentimental.

"Dad, it's a good thing that Zhiwei is back, don't scare her like this." Yun Jinghang stepped forward to support the old man.

"Grandpa." Yun Zaichun stepped forward to help the old man sit down.

But the old man didn't let go of Mu Qian's hand, holding it tightly.

"Zhiwei, do you still remember me?" Yun Jinghang turned around, raised his hand to stroke Mu Qian's hair, his eyes were full of kindness, "I am your uncle."

Grandpa Yun, Yunhan, has two sons. The eldest son, Yun Jinghang, is now a professor of philosophy at the School of Political Science, Law and Economics of Imperial University.

He married early and gave birth to Yun Zaichun and his daughter Yun Yuwei very early.

The second son, who is Mu Qian's biological father, Yun Jingyu, is also a professor at the Academy of Fine Arts of Imperial University like his elder brother Yun Jinghang.

Yun Jingyu married the youngest daughter of the Ning family, Ning Jin's aunt, who died of a serious illness not long after giving birth to Mu Qian.

From this point of view, Mu Qian looked at Yun Jingyu who had not moved.

Between his brows, he was really somewhat similar to Mu Qian.

"Jing Yu, what are you doing in a daze, don't be too happy to react in time." Yun Jinghang hurriedly pulled his brother up.

When the man who reacted raised his eyes, Mu Qian seemed to see something different in his eyes.

The next moment, she was hugged by Yun Jingyu.

"Welcome back, my daughter."

Mu Qian was strangled tightly, and she obviously looked cold, but now she doesn't look like that at all.

"Zhiwei, do you still remember your older sister?" The old man pulled Mu Qian to sit down with a concerned look on his face, "You liked to follow your older sister when you were young, and now she and the eldest aunt are rushing back. "

The two little girls of the Yun family have been very close since childhood, Yun Yuwei is four years older than Yun Zhiwei, because Yun Zhiwei has no mother, she has been extremely attached to Yun Yuwei and her mother since she was a child.

Back then when Yun Zhiwei got lost, Yun Yuwei cried for two whole days.

Mu Qian is currently quite satisfied with the atmosphere of the Yun family, perhaps because they are well-educated, they all know how to restrain their emotions.

There will be no crying, nor great joy and sorrow.

Everything is like a long stream of water, which makes people very comfortable.

(End of this chapter)