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

Chapter 67 The Yard
"Thank you, Third Master, for arriving."

This means Cao Cao, Cao Cao will be there.

Master Pei felt as if he had stepped on a hot wheel, and he rushed to Xie Zhifei in a flash.

Their eyes met, Master Pei was worried.

"Chengyu, you're finally here. Let's go somewhere to talk. I have a lot to say."

"Hold it in for now!"

Xie Zhifei, dressed as a military attache, walked around him and strode towards Yan Sanhe and the others.

Ji Lingchuan greeted him, "Chengyu is here."

"Jibo."

Xie Zhifei saluted, "I was patrolling the streets and happened to meet Astragalus. I have sent someone to look for Mrs. Chen. I estimate it will take two or three days before there is any news. I am afraid that you will be worried, so I will come over and tell you."

"It's troublesome."

"Brother Ji, don't be polite to me. If you need any help from me, just speak."

Xie Zhifei raised his eyelids and glanced at Yan Sanhe lightly, "I'm in the Five Cities Military and Horse Division. I don't have any other abilities. It's very convenient to find and check people."

Yan Sanhe seemed not to have seen Mr. Xie's glance, "Mr. Ji, you haven't explained why the old lady lives here."

"My mother said she had lived in a bamboo forest since she was a child and was used to it."

Ji Lingchuan hurriedly explained: "She also said that she couldn't sleep because she couldn't hear the rustling of bamboo leaves."

“Is there something wrong with this yard?”

Xie Zhifei looked like he was asking for advice humbly. Yan Sanhe pursed his lower lip and looked at Li Buyan gently from the corner of his eye.

Li Buyan said with a smile: "The yard is a bit overcast. Older people should get more sunshine to replenish calcium."

"Replenish what?"

Pei Xiao came over and happened to hear this.

Li Buyan smiled so hard that his eyes curled up, "Bu! Brain! Zi!"

Pei smiled: "..."

Yan Sanhe walked into the courtyard with his legs raised, and two women came to greet him and saluted him.

Ji Lingchuan, who was following closely behind, said hurriedly: "They two are looking after the yard."

Yan Sanhe: "Have you ever served an old lady?"

The two shook their heads.

"Go down!"

Yan Sanhe looked at Li Buyan again, and Li Buyan said with a smile: "Mr. Ji, you go into the house with the young lady first, and I'll take a walk outside and come back."

Before Ji Lingchuan could speak, she had already walked deeper along the path.

Xie Zhifei covered his mouth and coughed: There is something fishy in Mingting.

Pei Mingting rolled his eyes: You don't have to say it!
"I'm going to go into the house and check the old lady's things."

Yan Sanhe glanced at Xie Zhifei lightly, and said something in his words: "Mr. Ji, are you sure you want to follow me?"

"This……"

Ji Lingchuan was in trouble.

Let Xie Zhifei follow you, what if you find out some of the old lady's private affairs?
If he is not allowed to follow, but someone kindly comes to help, wouldn’t it make him feel cold?

"Uncle Ji, I'm just going to bask in the sun outside."

Xie Zhifei's voice was a little lazy: "Baking in the sun is good for your brain, right, Miss Yan?"

"You don't need to make up!"

Miss Yan dropped this sentence and walked straight out of the room.

Smart enough!
Xie Zhifei looked at her back and smiled, revealing his white teeth.

"Um...come here, make tea for Mr. Third."

"Uncle Ji, don't worry about me, just go in!"

Xie Zhifei winked at Pei Xiao, and Pei Xiao hurriedly stepped forward to support Ji Lingchuan: "Uncle, let's go, I'll accompany you in."

The yard was empty.

The maid brought a bamboo chair and a small table, made hot tea, and whispered "Third Master, please have some tea" several times, but the Third Master didn't hear.

What is Xie Zhifei thinking?
He thought about the time when Yan Sanhe was solving demons in the Xie family, but he couldn't talk to anyone about anything, only to the head of the family.

From this, it can be seen that she is very measured in what she does, and does not leak out the details of the parties involved. …

The old lady's house is very big.

There is an Eight Immortals table in the main room, and two Taishi chairs on the left and right; there are eight chairs at the bottom, four on the left and right, all made of fine pear wood.

The east wing is for living, and the west wing is for entertaining guests. There is no mess at all.

The bed in the east wing is still there, but the bedding and pillows have been removed.

When I opened the cabinet door, it was empty.

Yan Sanhe frowned and said, "All the old lady's things were burned?"

Ji Lingchuan: "Most of it was burned during the funeral, and most of it was burned again on May [-]th."

Afraid of being blamed by Yan Sanhe, he explained: "This is a rule. It is unlucky to leave the dead person's belongings at home."

Yan Sanhe was silent.

When a person sleeps on a pillow, covers himself with a quilt, and wears clothes, they are completely burned in the fire, as clean as if that person has never been in this world.

So many years later, who will remember that she once walked in and out of this yard alive, hiding the things she thought were the most delicious, just to wait for her grandson to come and coax him?
"Didn't you leave anything behind?"

Yan Sanhe took a deep breath, "The books she has read, the needlework she has done, or the gold and silver jewelry she has worn?"

Ji Lingchuan broke into a cold sweat when he was asked. He moved his lips to explain something, but found that he had no words to explain.

"My grandma is illiterate, so don't think about books or anything else; how can the Ji family let her do needlework? It's too late to coax her; as for those gold and silver jewelry..."

Pei Xiao paused, "My mother said that the old lady had a premonition that she was going to die soon, so she divided them all. My mother even divided them into several kinds."

Yan Sanhe remained silent and walked out of the east wing with his hands behind his back.

The west wing room was also empty, so clean that there wasn't even a speck of dust.

This time, Yan Sanhe was completely silent.

Ji Lingchuan looked at her uneasily, feeling regretful in his heart. Why didn't he think of leaving some of his mother's things behind? Just think about it!
"correct!"

Pei Xiao clapped his hands and said, "I have a set of pens, inks, paper and inkstones given to me by the old lady in my room. Girl, do you want to see them?"

Are you stupid?
Yan Sanhe retreated to the main room, pointed to the Eight Immortals table and asked, "Where does the old lady usually sit?"

Ji Lingchuan said hurriedly: "Mother will sit on the right hand side, and I will sit on the left hand side."

Yan Sanheyi lifted up his clothes and sat down on the chair on the right.

The door of the main hall is wide open. Looking out from here, you can see the blue-grey inner wall, a few green bamboos on the wall, and a well under the green bamboo.

The wind blows and the bamboo leaves rustle. The rustling sound seems to be blowing on people's hearts, gently and softly.

What a beautiful picture!
Sitting here, what does the old lady usually think about?

Missing her most precious grandson, or her estranged husband?
Do you think about her past when she was a girl, or her high-ranking history when she married into the Ji family?

At this moment, a man in official uniform walked into the scene and walked to the well. After looking down for a few times, he noticed a line of sight behind him and suddenly turned back.

Unprepared, their eyes met.

Xie Zhifei smiled gently at her and nodded.

Only then did Yan Sanhe realize that when Xie Dandan smiled, his dimples attracted more attention than his handsome face.

She nodded in return and looked away first.

"Mr. Ji, is this the only place where the old lady usually hangs out?"

"There is a heart lake in the back garden. When the weather is nice, the old lady likes to walk and sit by the lake."

"Who will accompany you?"

"Most of the time it's Mother Chen, sometimes it's a few daughters-in-law, and sometimes it's the juniors in the house."

"Can I go take a look?"

"of course can!"

After Ji Lingchuan finished speaking, he frowned and seemed hesitant to speak.

Yan San closed his eyes sharply, "If you have anything to say, just ask."

Ji Lingchuan was startled, then shook his head and said, "Nothing, nothing."

"Uncle, don't be hypocritical."

Pei Xiao rolled her eyes: "Miss Yan, I ask this on behalf of my uncle. When can we truly resolve my grandmother's thoughts and demons?"

(End of this chapter)