"What's wrong?"
Madam Fu cast a questioning look at her.
“Your voice sounds a lot like my daughter’s, and your eyes and eyebrows are very similar,” Mrs. Han replied. “I’m sorry, I may have been a little rude to say that.”
After all, Yin'er has already passed away.
The thought of this caused Han's heart to ache again.
Yun Zhao suddenly realized.
"No wonder I thought Madam Fu's voice sounded familiar; it sounds like my aunt."
He was just a child when Yun left. More than a decade has passed, and he only remembers some past events. His memory of her voice and smile has become somewhat blurred.
"Is that so? What a coincidence!" Madam Fu said with a smile. "It seems we are quite destined to meet."
Fu Junshi smiled as well.
Seeing that the two of them seemed normal, Madam Han suppressed her doubts for the time being.
Perhaps it really is just a coincidence.
During the years that Fu Junshi raised horses at the Yun family's residence, he had little opportunity to interact with Yin'er.
They probably hadn't heard Yin'er's voice before, otherwise they wouldn't have married a wife whose voice sounded so much like Yin'er's without mentioning it to them.
As for appearance, this Madam Fu only resembles Yin'er in her eyebrows and eyes.
The rest of the world is completely different.
Yin'er has a very standard oval face, while Madam Fu has a round, full moon face.
Yin'er had a very well-proportioned figure with long, graceful hands and feet, while Madam Fu's limbs and body were extremely disproportionate.
Han believed that even if Yin'er were alive today, her body shape would not have changed much.
After all, a woman resembles her mother; you can tell just by looking at her.
The waiter pushed the door open and came in.
"Dear guests, please order."
He recited a long list of dishes like he was performing a play. Xiao Qingyin had asked Fu Junshi and his wife about their dietary restrictions and ordered eight dishes and a soup.
After the food and wine were served, Xiao Qingyin first toasted Yi Wu with a cup.
"Thank you for your help, Yi Jiu. Otherwise, the Yao family wouldn't have confessed so quickly."
Fang's mother and Xiao Qingheng were found by Yi Jiu last night, at Xiao Qingyin's request.
Those close to the Yun family didn't know whether the Yao family had done anything wrong, but those close to the Yao family certainly did.
However, many years have passed, and the physical evidence has long been lost. Witness testimony alone is not enough to convict Yao.
She then exploited her weakness to force her to confess.
Yi Wu was flattered and overwhelmed.
"You're too kind. It's just our duty."
Miss Xiao is the master's fiancée, which, in a sense, means she is another master of his.
It is only natural to obey orders.
Besides, he only ran an errand; the master arranged the person last night.
"You should still thank them."
Xiao Qingyin smiled.
"I'll treat you to roast goose from Shenjing another day."
Yi Wu immediately changed his attitude.
"Then I shall accept it without hesitation."
He had never eaten roast goose from Shenjing and didn't know what kind of dish it was.
But anything produced by Miss Xiao is bound to be of high quality.
He's already drooling.
Ji Yunhua stared intently at Xiao Qingyin.
She was a bigger help, so we should at least prepare ten or eight new dishes for her.
Xiao Qingyin smiled at her.
"We've known each other for so many years, so I won't stand on ceremony with you."
Ji Yunhua: "!!!"
Damn it!
You don't want to be a human being anymore, huh?
That soaring resentment seemed to want to stab Xiao Qingyin into a sieve.
Xiao Qingyin: "Later, let's go to the market and see if they have any beef for sale, and make some dried beef to eat."
Ji Yunhua's expression immediately brightened.
This woman still has a conscience; she remembered what snacks she liked to eat.
Watching the two interact, Madam Fu knew they were indeed very close, and couldn't help but ask, "Miss Xiao, and who is this?"
"Ji Yunhua is a partner of our Baibaozhai."
"Judging from your accent, you don't seem to be from Beijing?"
"Madam has excellent hearing," Ji Yunhua praised. "Most people wouldn't be able to tell that I'm from the southwest."
"Is your family in business?"
"No, doing business is just my personal interest. My father was a wealthy landowner who lived off his family's inheritance."
"You're quite ambitious, daring to venture out on your own."
"I have to thank Qingyin for this. If it weren't for her helping me out, I would have packed up and gone back to the mountains long ago."
"..."
The group ate and chatted, talking most about Madam Fu, Yun Shu, Xiao Qingyin, and Ji Yunhua.
The others didn't say much.
Han remained almost completely silent.
She had been observing Madam Fu closely and discovered that when she ate chicken, she only ate the chicken wings, neck, feet, and kidneys, and when she ate fish, she only ate the fins.
For other types of meat, I only eat the ones with more bones.
Her preferences are exactly the same as Yin'er's.
The suspicions that had just been suppressed resurfaced in my mind.
Unable to resist asking Fu Junshi, "Where in Liaodong is your wife from? Who are her parents?"
I had only heard this man say that he had married a woman from a humble family, but I had never asked any further questions.
Before Fu Junshi could answer, Madam Fu heard him and replied, "I am from Hailian. My father was a commander of a thousand men in the army. He died in battle before my wedding, and my mother, overwhelmed with grief, also passed away."
“I’m sorry,” Han said, slightly taken aback, “I’ve brought up something that’s painful for you.”
Madam Fu shook her head: "It's alright, it's all in the past."
Han did not ask any further questions.
After the meal, Xiao Qingyin booked a private room for Madam Fu's follow-up treatment.
"The blockage in your brain has dissipated a lot, and you should recover in a few more days."
It can be preliminarily determined that the lesion is not in the brain, but in the adrenal gland.
"Can we now treat the symptoms effectively?"
“Yes.” Xiao Qingyin nodded, “but it may not get better so quickly, it may take two or three months.”
Madam Fu excitedly grabbed Fu Junshi's sleeve and said, "Husband, did you hear that? I'll be better soon!"
"I heard that, that's great!"
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