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Chapter 213 I... Amnesia
There was silence in the car, and the atmosphere was delicate.

The old and the young stared at each other for a long time, and the scene was very embarrassing...

After finally getting the carriage to stop, Zhang Twelve breathed a sigh of relief. If he kept looking at the old man, his embarrassing cancer might recur...

"Yi'er, we're here, get out of the car!"

Zhang Guogong tried his best to soften his tone, but it still seemed so serious to Zhang Twelve's ears.

"Oh~"

Zhang Twelve agreed softly, and then got out of the carriage.

Zhang Guogong frowned, and shook his head, thinking that although his Yi'er was a bit naughty when he was young, he still understood the basic etiquette, but now he—is he still him?
Hey, let's go into the house and make a long-term plan!

Standing in front of the car, Zhang Twelve raised his eyes to look at the tall and imposing mansion. The plaque on the door was engraved with four gold characters of "Weiguo Gongfu", which made it even more imposing.

"Master, the old lady and the others are already waiting in the front hall, let's go quickly."

A large group of maids and servants surrounded the entrance of the high mansion, among them a servant who looked like a butler walked out from the crowd.

Zhang Guogong took a look at Zhang Twelve and said, "Yi'er, go in with grandpa! When you're not around, your grandma will talk about you every day, and it's like a year. She probably has been waiting impatiently!"

It turned out that after he came out of the palace, Zhang Guogong had already ordered people to report back quickly, and everyone in the mansion probably knew the news that he was coming back.

Although Zhang Twelve hadn't smoothed out the relationship until now, he was a junior after all, so it was naturally impossible for the elders to greet him at the door, nodded slightly, and walked in with Zhang Guogong.

Entering the mansion, Zhang Twelve suddenly felt like Grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden!
The most luxurious mansion he had seen before was Wang Chengen's residence, but compared with this Duke's mansion - Wang Chengen's place was simply scum!

Entering through the gate is a large courtyard. In the center of the courtyard, pavilions, pavilions, pools and waterside pavilions are reflected in green pines and cypresses;

Looking at the middle of the rockery, one can see verdant trees and scorching exotic flowers, and a stream of clear water zigzags from the depths of the flowers and trees and flows under the crevices of the rocks.

After a few more steps, it is flat and wide, with flying buildings on both sides inserted into the air, and carved and embroidered thresholds, all hidden between rockery and small ponds.Looking down on it, you can see the snow pouring from the clear stream, the stone steps piercing the clouds, the white stones as fences, surrounding the edge of the pool, the three stone bridges, and the mouth of the beast.

Zhang Twelve couldn't help but stare blankly at such a luxurious and luxurious courtyard.

Seeing Zhang Twelve's reaction, Zhang Guogong felt a little happy. It seems that he still has an impression of this courtyard...

I don't know how many long corridors I have passed through, how many moon gates I have passed, before I came to a spacious hall.

Before they entered the hall, a trembling figure came out of the room.

"Is it my poor Yi'er?"

The wrinkled, gray-haired old woman shook off the support of the maid, walked unsteadily to Li Yi, held his hand, and burst into tears.

And this old woman was the woman who prayed in the temple that day!
This sudden scene made Zhang Twelve at a loss. He could only let the old woman hold him. Seeing her weeping with joy, Zhang Twelve sighed softly, and said with difficulty: " Grandma, I'm back..."

Although Zhang Twelve didn't have the slightest impression of this old woman, but thinking that he just borrowed this person's body, judging by the old woman's expression, he probably has a particularly deep relationship with the owner of this body.

Now that the doves have taken over the magpie's nest, he has to do something to make up for it...

Hearing Zhang Twelve's "Grandma", the old woman seemed very happy, and took Zhang Twelve's hand and began to chatter: "My miserable Yi'er, I have wronged you outside all these years... ..."

Speaking of sadness, the old woman and all the maids and women around her cried in pain.

However, Zhang Twelve understood that his father—to be precise, Zhang Yi's father, Zhang Manrun, was the eldest son of the Zhang family, married a wife and had children, and lived a pretty good life.

But six years ago, Zhang Manrun, his wife and 14-year-old Zhang Yi went out to play in the city. When they passed through Mount Giao, they encountered robbers and were arrested on Mount Giao. Only the corpses of Zhang Manrun and his wife were left, and Zhang Yi also disappeared without a trace.

It's such a sad story...

However, the "Yushan Four Eagles" had already died in his hands, and he had avenged the original owner of the body. It seemed that everything was fate, which was amazing.

And now, after six years of disappearance, his grandson suddenly returned home. How could the old man not be excited?
But the soul in this body is not Zhang Yi after all, so Zhang Twelve felt more sympathy when he heard this story, and he didn't show much sadness.

When the whole room is immersed in the sad atmosphere, Zhang Twelve, who should be crying the most, acts like a normal person, which seems very suspicious...

"Brother's son has been missing for six years. Why did he come back suddenly? Has his identity been confirmed? No—is he a fake?"

A sharp female voice suddenly sounded, which seemed very abrupt.

Zhang Twelve turned around, and saw a woman with heavy make-up standing beside him, staring at him and saying unkindly.

"Shut up! Is it for you, a woman, to speak here? Dad brought him back, can he be wrong?"

It was a middle-aged man in his forties who spoke. He reprimanded the woman a few words, then strode over to Zhang Twelve, and patted him on the shoulder vigorously. His affection was sincere and not artificial.

"Young master, this is the second master, you should be called the second uncle."

The butler who greeted him at the door before reminded him.

It seems that this person is the uncle of the original owner of the body, and the woman should be his wife, that is, Zhang Twelve's aunt.

It's just why the uncle looks warm and gentle, and this aunt--it's almost meaningless!

It seems that not only are there flowers inserted in the cow dung, but the good cabbage is also called by the pigs, the ones inserted in the cow dung may also be dogtail grass, and the pigs may also be rotten cabbages...

Seeing that Zhang Twelve looked at him without saying a word for a long time, Zhang Manwu was a little surprised, and said, "What's the matter, Yier? I haven't seen you for six years, so I forgot about your second uncle?"

"Let me just say it! Look at him, he doesn't even remember you! I guess he doesn't even remember the old lady? Can a person like this be the eldest brother's son?"

The woman sneered at the side again.

This time Zhang Manwu did not refute, because even he himself was a little suspicious. This nephew is a bit strange...

"Second Uncle...Actually...I...have lost my memory..."

"Amnesia?"

As soon as these words came out, the whole room was stunned...

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