Chapter 114
Ye Lan and Leng Qingqiu quickly followed the directions given by the old lady and arrived at Ye Qisheng's home. It would be more accurate to say that the house belonged to the entire Ye family rather than Ye Qisheng.
The Ye family was still as dilapidated as he remembered.
"Brother Leng, I'm at the place I want to go." Ye Lan took the initiative and said.
Leng Qingqiu looked at the dilapidated thatched house in front of him with a cold gaze, then turned to look at Ye Lan and said, "Oh, that's OK. I don't know where Master's ancestral home is, so it's better for me to follow Brother Ye."
Ye Lan curled his lips in the dark where Leng Qingqiu couldn't see. He knew that this traitor couldn't know everything.
Damn filial piety is just a waste!
Ye Lan smiled and had no choice but to agree.
He walked forward first, bent his index and middle fingers, and knocked gently on the door.
"Is anyone there? Is anyone there?"
Ye Lan was afraid that the people inside couldn't hear him, so he shouted loudly.
He was so rough that the wooden door creaked constantly as he knocked on it. The door was shaking, and Leng Qingqiu, who was standing behind him, couldn't help but frown.
Perhaps because he was making too much noise, the people in the room quickly shouted back, "I'm coming, I'm coming! Stop knocking, stop knocking! Oh my goodness, who the hell is this? The door is about to fall apart."
The people in the house were cursing as they walked. The mud house had no sound insulation, so Ye Lan outside could hear it clearly.
He didn't feel uncomfortable at all. He touched his face and tried to make his expression as normal as possible so as not to scare people.
Suddenly, the tightly closed wooden door opened, and an old woman with silver hair glared angrily at Ye Lan who was about to tear down the door.
She glanced up and down, searching her mind for a moment before she became even more irritated and asked, "Who are you? Why are you knocking on my door?"
She clearly remembered that she did not recognize the person in front of her at all.
Ye Lan's enthusiasm was completely chilled by her cold face. He still explained in a good-tempered manner: "You are my aunt, right? My mother is Ye Axia. My mother has been thinking about you all these years since she got married. Now, knowing that my cousin is getting married, she sent me to congratulate you."
The old woman was not even sixty years old, but her face was full of wrinkles and her skin was dark. She became even more angry when she heard that the man in front of her was a poor relative whom she had not seen for decades.
Her eyes fell on Ye Lan's empty hands and she sneered, "Don't try to be related. I've been in the Ye family for decades and have never heard of a relative like you. My son is getting married, so why would I need someone like you to come over and congratulate him?"
Although her family was not well-off, at least her son was very capable and married a daughter from a wealthy family.
She will be able to enjoy life with her son soon!
How can we allow such poor relatives to get close to us?
Ye Lan was stunned. He never expected that he would encounter such a situation.
The woman raised her hand to close the door, and Ye Lan raised his hand to block it as a reflex.
As a result, his hand was pinched by the wooden door, and Ye Lan exclaimed "Ouch".
Before the old woman was about to say something, she heard a young man's voice coming from inside the house.
"Mom, who's here?"
The old woman was startled and quickly turned around to stop him, saying, "No one..."
Seeing this, Ye Lan pushed hard and the unprepared old woman was pushed away in an instant.
Ye Lan walked in very familiarly. When he saw the young man, he opened his arms and went up to hug him familiarly.
"Cousin Qisheng, I'm your cousin, Cousin Ye."
What he said was so sincere that Ye Qisheng was completely stunned.
Ye Qisheng looked at the old woman at the door suspiciously, then looked at the strange man who was still looking at him with tears in his eyes.
"How do you know my name, Mom? Is he really my cousin?"
Ye Qisheng asked the old woman at the door uncertainly.
Ye Lan didn't give the old woman a chance to speak. He quickly interrupted and said, "I'm your second aunt's cousin. My mother has always been thinking about you. You are the root of our Ye family. I heard that you were getting married soon, so I was sent here to congratulate you."
As Ye Lan spoke, he put his hand into his sleeve, took out the letter from his Qiankun bag, modified some words using the new tricks he had learned, and handed it over.
Ye Qisheng was a scholar and saw what was written above at a glance.
The letter undoubtedly expressed her longing for the old Ye family. She said that she was a married girl and could not go back to Yejia Village to visit. She took the opportunity of her wedding to ask her son, the man in front of her who claimed to be her cousin, to come and congratulate her.
The old woman stared at Ye Lan from behind, muttering to herself.
Still congratulating?
This was the first time in her life that she had seen someone come to the door empty-handed. How could he be so shameless!
Who is Ye Lan? A modern smart guy.
How could he not know the reason why the old woman stopped him? He put away the letter in Ye Qisheng's hand, and then took out a low-grade spirit stone from his Qiankun bag.
"My dear cousin, I don't have much to say about your marriage. I don't have any money, but the most valuable thing I have is this stone. If you put it next to your pillow, it will help you sleep well and your health will improve."
For ordinary people, low-grade spirit stones can indeed have a calming effect.
Ye Lan was thoughtful and afraid that this thing would be seen by someone with ulterior motives, so he specifically told him to put it next to his pillow.
Ye Qisheng looked at the crystal clear stone and thought it was beautiful. He also felt that there was nothing in their Ye family worth being deceived by, so he immediately relaxed his vigilance towards Ye Lan.
"I once heard from my father that I did have an aunt. I haven't heard from her in all these years, so I thought..."
He was an honest man and didn't think much before speaking. Before he could even utter the word "no", he was interrupted by the old woman behind him.
"Alright, alright, if you want to talk, go inside and don't block the door. Ah Sheng, hold this stone for me first. I'll help you take a look at it."
As she spoke, she reached out and snatched the spirit stone from Ye Qisheng's hand.
Although it was a low-grade spirit stone, it still contained some spiritual power. The old woman felt that the irritability in her heart was dispelled a lot just by touching the spirit stone.
In an instant, even the ugly uninvited people began to look more pleasing to the eye.
She twisted her body, snorted coldly and went into the house.
Ye Qisheng nodded embarrassedly at Ye Lan and motioned him to go inside.
Ye Lan was overjoyed and immediately followed him in.
Leng Qingqiu, who had been guarding the door for a long time, watched the man walk in mercilessly, without remembering that there was another person at the door.
The dragon was no longer as active as before, and was unusually obedient, shutting up and pretending to be dead.
It covered its eyes with the tip of its tail, not daring to look at the scene anymore.
What a joke! The owner is so cold that he's almost freezing it to death.
Now, whoever speaks will die!
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