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

Chapter 507
"letter!"

Yan Sanhe smiled softly.

"The reason is that I am a demon-turned-devil. If I really want to die, that is my fate. I cannot escape."

Li Buyan's eyes were blood red, "Isn't it because of the Zheng family's case?"

"That's just part of it."

Yan Sanhe: "More importantly, I can't just watch the Zhu family die in front of me one by one. My conscience can't do it."

After a pause, she added: "I don't want to hide it from you, and I can't bear to hide it from you."

Two hours ago, this girl picked up the sword not to hurt her. She was reluctant to hurt her. The only person she would hurt would be herself.

After being together for these years, Yan Sanhe knew it in his heart.

Just because she knew it, she chose to confess.

One sentence made Li Buyan's internal organs feel hot. She looked at Yan Sanhe's pale face and couldn't say anything, but there were a thousand words in her eyes.

Yan Sanhe, why are you telling me now?
Yan Sanhe, how can you be such a bastard?
Yan Sanhe, what do you want me to do?
"I will cherish my life." Yan Sanhe said.

"You'd better save your life."

Li Buyan's face showed unprecedented weakness, and his voice almost trembled.

"Don't forget, you still carry my life with you."

The door was pushed open with a bang.

Little Master Pei walked in angrily, "Yan Sanhe, grandma Ling is refusing to speak."

Yan Sanhe glanced at Li Buyan's expression, "Why?"

"It is said that after the wife has finished asking, something will happen to the wife; after the third grandma has finished asking, the third grandma will get into trouble; after she has finished asking, maybe something will happen too."

It was like a bolt of lightning that struck into Yan Sanhe's mind, making her eyes light up.

"Probably."

Mr. Mao finished the question first, and the third grandma finished last;

Mr. Mao fainted first, and the third mistress fainted later;
It seems to be in order.

"What should I do?"

Little Mr. Pei was worried, "Everyone is afraid that something will happen, and no one says anything. How can we get rid of this inner demon?"

"First make sure it's true, then ask what to do."

Yan Sanhe: "Ming Ting, go and call all the Zhu family masters who have not been questioned before. If you don't say anything, wash up for me."

Li Buyan sneered, "It would be better if we didn't tell anyone. It's not us who died anyway."

Little Master Pei: "..."

What is this called?

……

After a while, everyone gathered in the guest house.

Yan Sanhe, who had slept for two hours, obviously had the strength to speak, but his voice was still weak.

"I don't know if something will happen to everyone who asked me. Would any of you want to try again for me?"

test

Still not trying?

At a critical moment of life and death, everyone will weigh the pros and cons.

Grandma Ling's face turned red, the handkerchief in her hand was twisted into a ball, and she lowered her head and said nothing.

Yan Sanhe relented.

"Grandma, don't blame yourself. It's human nature to be afraid."

Mrs. Ling suddenly raised her head, her eyes full of surprise.

"If it were me, I would be scared too."

Yan Sanhe was silent for a moment, "But the inner demon is there, and someone has to step forward."

"I come."

Zhu Laoer said: "Miss Yan, I am willing to give it a try."

"No."

Zhu Weixi stood up and said, "The two sisters have lost their mothers and cannot lose their fathers. Miss Yan, I'll do it."

Yan Sanhe glanced deeply at Zhu Weixi and said, "You can discuss it." "No need to discuss it."

Zhu Weixi took a deep breath: "If anything happens to the eldest brother, the prosperity of the Zhu family depends on him; if something happens to the second brother, the two children will be too pitiful."

Yan Sanhe endured the undercurrent in his heart and said, "Zhu Weixi, you also have a child."

"Huaizhou is the eldest son and grandson. The master, wife, and old lady will protect him. If things go wrong, there will be his father."

Zhu Weixi's eyes lit up with fire, "Miss Yan, I'm not protecting my mother's family, I'm protecting my relatives, so just let me do it."

"Don't agree yet, I'll tell her fortune for her."

Zhu Laoer quickly took out the copper coins and threw them on the ground. His voice trembled, "It's a serious crime."

Zhu Weixi sneered: "Second brother, since my father died, has our Zhu family calculated a good fortune?"

Zhu Laoer was speechless.

Zhu Weixi brushed the strands of hair around his ears and smiled lightly.

"After I finish asking this question, I will go home and live there. I will not care about the affairs of this house anymore. This can be regarded as repaying the Zhu family's kindness in raising me."

With her attitude so firm, what else could Yan Sanhe say?

"Zhu Weixi stays, and the rest of the people go out and wait."

Zhu Yuanmo glanced at his wife with a livid face and left in silence.

As soon as he left, the Zhu family left one after another.

Ling walked at the end, and with the man's glance, she knew that the relationship between husband and wife for many years was ruined, even with Yan Sanhe's words to excuse her.

But she doesn't regret it.

There are children in the second room, and there are also children in her eldest room. Not only that, but there are also an old father and mother in her natal family.

There are old people at the top and young people at the bottom. Why should she, a woman, take the lead?

The door to the main hall is closed.

The room darkened.

Yan Sanhe leaned back in his chair, and those few words just consumed a little more energy.

"Ming Ting, ask for me!"

"No need to ask Mr. Pei, I will tell you myself."

At this point, Zhu Weixi didn't have any worries and just poured out.

"In other families, we have strict fathers and loving mothers, but in our family, we have strict mothers and loving fathers. I am the eldest daughter, and I have three brothers. My father is looking forward to having a daughter."

When his daughter was born, Mr. Zhu was so happy that he drank wine for three full days.

The name Zhu Weixi was also a good name chosen by Mr. Zhu after searching through various history books and arranging her birth date several times.

"Miss Yan, you won't believe it. I was raised in my father's hands when I was little."

As the saying goes, a man does not care for his children but his grandchildren.

Master Zhu had never touched any of the three masters in the Zhu family, but Zhu Weixi was held by Master Zhu until he was five years old.

Qin Tianjian is very busy when he is busy, and also very leisurely when he is idle.

Mr. Zhu doesn't gamble, he doesn't go whoring, and he doesn't like to make friends. He just likes to stay at home and play with flowers and plants.

After Zhu Weixi was born, Mr. Zhu had another hobby, which was teasing his daughter.

"Miss Yan, I'm afraid you won't believe me. My grandfather passed away. During the first Qingming Festival, my family went to visit the grave. I was four years old at the time, so I clung to my father. My father carried me up the mountain on his back."

Zhu Weixi burst into tears thinking about her father's kindness to her.

"There are offerings at the graves during the Qingming Festival. I love to eat green dumplings the most. There are three on a plate. My father secretly gave me two, and one for the eldest brother. The second brother and the third brother could only watch helplessly.

My father was still carrying me on his back on the way down the mountain. When the nanny came up and wanted to change the handle, he refused.My mother-in-law said that my father must have owed me money in my previous life, and that I would have to work hard to pay it back in this life. "

"Wait."

Yan Sanhe interrupted Zhu Weixi, "Mingting, among the high gates of Sijiu City, are there many people who love their daughters more than their sons?"

"What's the joke?"

Pei Xiao: "A son can carry on the family line. The daughter who is married off is the daughter of another family. How can she love her daughter more than her son?"

Finally, he added his own opinion.

"Isn't it a bit abnormal for Mr. Zhu to do this?"

(End of this chapter)