The short-lived ghost of the Xie family has lived a long life

Chapter 116 Disgusting
The eldest nephew was so frightened that he shrank his hands and hurriedly looked at Yan Sanhe.

"sit!"

Yan Sanhe pointed to the chair next to him, "Let me ask you a few more questions."

Hu Yong looked at Yinzi and swallowed, forcing a smile, "I won't sit down anymore. Is there anything else you want to ask?"

"Over the years, has the old lady brought New Year gifts to your family and given you any money?"

These words should have touched Hu Yong's sore spot.

"There used to be some, such as satin, ginseng, and silver. I don't know why, but in the past few years, there is nothing left!"

"In these years, which years are they?"

"Just...nearly ten years!"

Yan Sanhe was shocked.

"So that means that for the past 40 years, the old lady has been subsidizing things at home?"

"Isn't this what it should be?"

Hu Yong patted his chest and said matter-of-factly, "We are all her biological nephews, descended from a vine."

Yan Sanhe frowned: "I heard that your family used to be fishermen. Now that you have entered the county town, what do you do for a living?"

"Rely on my aunt!"

"No one is working?"

"What kind of work is she doing? A little bit of it is exposed between her fingers, which is enough for our whole family to chew for a year."

You shameless!

Third Master, I feel sick after hearing this!
This time, Xie Zhifei wanted to scold me even more than Master Pei!
Yan Sanhe also felt disgusted and wanted to scold her, but more importantly, she was not worth it for the old lady.

A woman was struggling hard in a deep house, and in the end she got the advantage of such a bunch of bastards.

"The old lady hasn't sent any money over these years. What do you eat and drink?"

Speaking of this, Hu Yong looked heartbroken.

"I still have more than ten acres of paddy fields at home. I can make a few small bucks a year by renting a house. It's just a hardship for the younger generation."

"Have you sent a message to the old lady?"

"I send it along every year, but there is no reply every year."

Hu Yong secretly pinched himself and finally started howling.

"Aunt, why did you leave when you were so good? If you leave, who will the old Hu family rely on?"

Yan Sanhe looked at Li Buyan.

Li Buyan shouted sternly: "Why are you howling? I'll be waiting at the gate of Guandi Temple at [-]:[-] tomorrow."

Hu Yong asked hurriedly: "Your Majesty, what do you want..."

"Take us to the Hu family's old house."

After Li Buyan finished speaking, he generously collected the money in his arms, "I will keep this money for you first, and then I will give it to you when I get back from my old house."

Hu Yong was dumbfounded. How could he take out the money and take it back?

Yan Sanhe stood up, "Master Pei, Third Master, let's go back!"

"Back!"

Xie Zhifei put away his legs, glanced at Pei Xiao lightly, and left side by side with Yan San.

Pei Xiao knew very well what that look meant.

He walked slowly to Hu Yong and sighed heavily, "According to your seniority, I have to call you uncle."

"Isn't that right? Your mother and I are direct cousins."

Uncle Hu kept smiling, "How is my sister's health these years?"

Pei Xiao patted him on the shoulder, "We can wait until we go to the Hu family's old house tomorrow to see everything."

What more?
Did the old lady leave something for the Hu family before she died?
Hu Yong was overjoyed, and he was no longer heartbroken about the 100 taels of silver that had gone missing. "Don't worry, nephew, I will be there on time tomorrow."

Fuck your cousin.

Get the hell out of my way!
Pei Xiao cursed furiously in his heart.

……

It was Yinshi again, and those horses and people were again there, with the addition of a nephew, Dian Dian Dian, leading the way.

In two and a half hours, we arrived at the Hu family's old house.

This small village is surrounded by mountains and rivers, and there are patches of bamboo forests on the mountains. Every household here makes a living by fishing.Yan Sanhe thought to himself: The reason why the old lady likes that yard has been found, because there was a bamboo forest in her living environment since she was a child.

Seeing a stranger entering the village, the villagers ran out to watch the fun.

Hu Yong was so proud that he held his head high and boasted to the villagers who were watching the excitement.

"This is a distinguished guest from the capital. He is from our old aunt's family. They are all high-ranking officials. They are in the sixth rank."

Yan Sanhe couldn't stand listening, "Hu Yong, go and invite people over."

Hu Yong nodded and bowed, "Yes, yes, let's go now."

Yan Sanhe glanced at Zhu Qing and Huang Qi, and they immediately followed Hu Yong.

The please Miss Yan said is the real please.

Hu Yong is a bit of a bully, so Miss Yan wants them to keep an eye on her.

"Don't say anything."

"Don't worry, miss."

Li Buyan stuffed the dog tail flowers in his mouth, shook his arms and left.

Pei Xiao took the initiative and approached Yan Sanhe, "What should I do?"

"You and the third master..."

Yan Sanhe glanced at Xie Zhifei lightly and said, "Come with me for a walk on the river embankment."

So casual and elegant?

Xie Zhifei and Pei Xiao looked at each other and followed him.

When the Beicang River arrived here, the river surface suddenly widened, and more than a dozen fishing boats were parked on the shore.

Looking up, there are rolling green mountains on the other side of the shore, with several villages hidden under the lush mountains and forests.

"Now I finally understand why my ancestors like to sit by the lake."

Pei Xiao couldn't help but sigh, "Don't say anything else, just looking at the river makes me feel happy."

"Master Pei, Third Master."

Yan Sanhe suddenly asked, "What kind of person can make you remember him forever and never forget him until your death?"

This question was too sudden.

Mr. Pei painstakingly recalled his life experiences over the years, and answered honestly in three words: "I didn't."

"Where is the third master?"

Xie Zhifei stopped and the two dimples at the corners of his mouth were sunken deeply, as if he was hiding his thoughts.

Seeing that he was silent, Yan Sanhe turned around to look at him.

Xie Zhifei casually pulled out a leaf, put it in his hand and twisted it gently. This action made him look a little careless.

"People who are lost forever are unforgettable."

"Xie Fifty, can't you see that you would say something like that about a toothache?"

"I am speaking from the standpoint of your ancestors."

Xie Zhifei's lips curled up into a smile.

"For her, isn't that sweetheart the one she will lose forever? Doesn't it make her unforgettable?"

"It makes sense!"

Pei Xiao stretched out her hand and nodded at him, "You have made progress recently."

"I've grown a lot!"

Xie Zhifei looked down at Yan Sanhe and said casually: "By the way, what kind of person can make Miss Yan unforgettable until her death?"

Yan Sanhe thought about his blank life, and answered with three words very honestly: "I don't have it."

Precisely because I don’t have one, I have to ask you.

Will an old woman who has experienced thousands of hardships, is good at calculations, and sees through the world really turn into a demon because of the unforgettable thing she wanted when she was young?

I always feel it's a bit too superficial.

"Miss Yan, Master Pei, and Third Master, they have been found."

In the distance, Zhu Qing waved his hands and shouted.

(End of this chapter)