Rebirth 1993: I am not a white lotus

Chapter 349 Revenge
Near Liuyin Lane, a dazzling bright lamp stood alone at the base of the wall, Yang Deshu sent Tang Xiaoyun to the entrance of the alley, "I won't go there, and don't rush to come here tomorrow, my ancestor got up late in the morning."

"De Shu, please send me in. I have walked too much today, and my feet hurt." Tang Xiaoyun looked at him boldly, his eyes became more and more lustful.

"Isn't that good? If Mr. Tang finds out, he will scold you."

"Why are you scolding me? It's the 90s of the [-]th century, and the stubborn feudal thinking should have been abandoned long ago."

Yang Deshu kindly reminded, "That's what I said, but Mr. Tang doesn't understand me. If he treats me as a disciple, Xiaoyun will be wronged."

Tang Xiaoyun didn't know there was a fraud, she was eager to introduce Yang Deshu to her father, the Tang family looked down on her all these years, didn't it mean that she didn't have a network of contacts?

"De Shu, the day after tomorrow is my father's [-]th birthday, are you interested in coming?"

Yang Deshu said with a hearty smile, "Xiao Yun was joking, I am an unknown junior, without an invitation card, how could the door of the Tang family open to me?"

"There is a way, and I'm afraid that Deshu won't agree." Tang Xiaoyun was shy and shy.

Yang Deshu smiled without saying a word, looking at her with gentle eyes.

"If I say it, Deshu can't be angry. If you show up as my boyfriend, no one will dare to invite you out. Do you think it's feasible?"

"Xiaoyun, isn't this wronging you?"

"No, no, no, I'm taking advantage of you. I'm already satisfied if you don't annoy me."

Neither of the two expected their respective wishes to come true so quickly. Yang Deshu was in a good mood, and his tone of voice was a little more gentle. To Tang Xiaoyun's ears, it was sweeter than honey.

"That's it. I'll bring you the invitation tomorrow. By the way, if the ancestor wants to go, I can get another one."

"The old ancestor is not in good health, and he will go to visit Elder Tang at his residence when he has a chance. It's freezing cold, so Xiaoyun should go home quickly."

When he returned to the courtyard, the light in Yang Ziyu's room was still on.

"Ancestor."

"De Shu, come in."

The room is warm, and beside the red-hot iron stove, the old woman is roasting a few sweet potatoes, which fills the room with a sweet smell.

"Old Ancestor, it's late at night, you can't eat this kind of indigestible food."

"How can I have this kind of food, it's what Amin wants to eat."

Yang Deshu snatched the roasted sweet potato from the old woman's hand, and coaxed, "Aunt Ming, you can't eat it either, or you will have a stomachache tomorrow."

"Deshu, look at your happy face, tell the ancestor, I am also happy."

"Old Ancestor, there is a good thing. The day after tomorrow, Mr. Tang will celebrate his [-]th birthday. Tang Xiaoyun wants to take me to meet the head of the Tang family."

"Oh, that's indeed a happy event. On such an important occasion, we can't be stingy with the gifts we give."

"Tomorrow, you go to Panjiayuan to find shopkeeper Yu, and wrap up our item. Whoever it is, it's better to give it to Tang Yongquan."

"Old Ancestor, you mean the pair of plates? This is a family heirloom of our Yang family. If you give it to someone, you will never come back."

Yang Ziyu raised his dim old eyes to look at the lamp above his head, "Look at Deshu, everyone reads it well when the lamp is on, but who will see it when it's off?"

"It's just like people. The Yang family was one of the largest families in the south of the Yangtze River 70 years ago. At that time, people queuing up to curry favor with us could fill up the entire alley. Since the death of my sister, family disputes have gradually diminished. How many people remember us? "

"Money is something external to me. What I leave to you and Yan Lin is enough to last for a lifetime. Before I die, my only wish is to bring down the murderer who killed my sister and let them experience the feeling of betrayal."

The old woman A Ming suddenly raised the roasted golden sweet potato and shouted, "Kill them to death and avenge the eldest lady!"

(End of this chapter)