Chapter 207: Aying's family members have arrived

Wulang didn't know how he came back.

He felt like he hadn't slept a wink last night, but in fact he fell asleep while sitting in the yard.

When he opened his eyes, it was daybreak. That was it. What was bound to come would eventually come. He thought that he would come back to be punished when the sun rose.

Anyway, A Jian wasn’t lost, and he didn’t go to any messy places.

Then Jane was lost.

Song Yan was a prince after all, and he had hundreds of guards, but none of the guards saw Ah Jian.

I didn't see anyone coming in.

What about A Jian?

The void disappeared?

A'niang had suffered so much before but she never gave up on A'jian. If anything happened to A'jian, he would be A'niang's eternal sinner.

When Wu Lang thought about his mother's collapse because of the loss of A Jian, he was so frightened that his face turned blue and his limbs trembled. He knelt directly in front of the housekeeper and asked, "Where is my mother?"

The housekeeper looked confused and said calmly: "Wulang, even if I am older, you should be the one giving me money. Why do you want me to give you the New Year's money?"

Goro: ? ?

"Aunt, can't you see that I'm very anxious now? Where's my mother? Let my mother beat me to death, beat me to death quickly."

The old housekeeper helped him up and comforted him, "No matter what happens, you have to think positively. Besides, your wife doesn't have time to beat you to death now. Your uncles and relatives are here, and your mother is entertaining them."

Wu Lang was stunned, then reacted and said, "That won't work either. No matter who comes, if Jian is missing, we have to find Jian first!"

"I'm going to find my mother!"

"Goro, Goro..."

The old housekeeper frowned as he looked at Wu Lang's hurried back. Madam Jian had come for a walk this morning, so how could she have gotten lost?

Wu Lang rushed into the flower hall, with tears in his eyes, and knelt down in front of Feng Ying: "Mother, Jian..."

When Feng Ying saw that it was this little ancestor who had returned, her eyes were full of disgust. She directly pulled Wu Lang up and said, "You haven't even met Grandpa and Grandma yet... Don't cry, A Jian has returned."

Wu Lang: “…”

real?

He was scared to death.

Wu Lang, who had just recovered from the shock, looked up and saw the person kneeling opposite his mother.

The two gray-haired old couple were naturally my mother’s parents, my own grandparents.

Next to the old lady were two plump women, one with a kind temperament and the other with a shrewd appearance.

Goro also knew them; they were his eldest aunt and second aunt.

The two uncles looked very much like grandma, kneeling below grandpa.

The last time Wu Lang saw them was when Grandfather was celebrating his grandpa’s birthday. At that time, A Jian was two years old. Grandfather took him and several servants in the family and spent five days and five nights traveling over mountains and ridges to celebrate Grandfather’s birthday.

All the relatives at the birthday party noticed that there was something wrong with A Jian and reminded his mother that the child might not survive.

Mother told the truth to grandma and grandpa, saying that Jian was a fool and was worried about Jian's future.

Grandma always loved A Niang, so she told A Niang that if it really didn't work out, she should let A Jian marry back to her parents' home. She couldn't let A Jian starve to death.

Ah Jian is a fool, how could a mother harm her own nephew?

Of course my mother disagreed, and my grandmother might have just said it casually, but my second aunt took it seriously.

My second aunt had a five-year-old son. She took all the children back to her parents' home that day, saying that my sister-in-law wanted to harm her.

It was my mother who brought gifts and went with my second uncle to apologize in person, and only then did we persuade the man to come back.

It should be said that the second aunt had not returned that day, so his mother took him and A Jian and set off home, and then the second aunt came back with the child.

From then on, my mother never returned to her parents' home.

Of course my mother could understand my second aunt's eagerness to care for her child as a mother, but the one my grandmother proposed was the third child from my eldest aunt's family. The third child was only three years old at the time, so it was definitely not the turn of my second aunt's child.

So although he understood, he still had a dispute with his second aunt in the end.

At this moment, they were talking about family affection and wiping their tears with handkerchiefs. They should have let bygones be bygones, right?

Wu Lang began to greet his relatives.

"Good boy, get up quickly."

Old Madam Feng gave Feng Ying a helping hand and turned to ask, "What happened to the child just now?"

Feng Ying smiled and said, "Nothing, just a naughty boy, looking for Jian to play with. Jian seems to be busy and hasn't left the yard yet."

My second aunt thought to herself, what a fool! He spoke like a normal person.

The Feng family made their fortune from salt mines, but they were the smallest miners and only got the right to mine the salt mines by paying silver to local officials.

They were only given access to the most difficult mines, and even if they mined salt, the bulk of the proceeds went to the government. They could only be content with a small fortune.

Now that their local governor has been replaced, the government has kicked the Feng family out of the mine, but all their previous personnel and equipment have been confiscated.

He also seized half of the Feng family’s property.

The two elders of the Feng family were also shrewd. They were afraid that the government would arrest people and demand money again, so they took half of their wealth and hurried to Chang'an to seek refuge with their daughter.

Of course, they also heard that Feng Ying inherited the Li family's ancestral house, so they came to see whether it was true.

Although it was true, the second aunt still did not think highly of Feng Ying.

Even if the Feng family fell into poverty, they still had half of their wealth. Anyway, their son would not marry that fool.

The adults were about to talk, and Feng Ying told Wu Lang: "Your cousins ​​are playing outside, go and keep them company."

"yes!"

Wu Lang ran outside. He wanted to find A Jian to ask what happened and why A Jian was not lost.

Changchun Garden is very large, and given Li Jidao's status, he would also receive outsiders, so there was a row of courtyards in the west yard of Changchun Garden with accommodation specifically for guests.

In those places, they can move around freely without encountering any hindrance.

But the yard is not very spacious and there is little place to play.

Feng Shiqi was not with his brothers and sisters. He stood on a high place and looked towards the east. He saw pavilions and towers over there, lush and green, as if there was endless scenery.

He wanted to find a servant to take him there, but he found that the Li family had surprisingly few servants.

"I don't know how he became a high-ranking official, but why does he have fewer servants than my family?" He muttered to himself and walked forward.

He entered a gate with hanging flowers, and inside, pink vines and luxuriant flowers formed a long flower path. He had never seen flowers so pink, so luxuriant, and so numerous.

It’s like entering a fairyland.

How can there be such a beautiful place?

It looks so beautiful right at the entrance, what will it be like inside?

He walked and walked, and it seemed like there was no end for a long time.

At this time he was a little panicked. Thinking of the Li family's identity, his heart skipped a beat. Could he have gone to the wrong place and entered a maze?

Just when he was about to go back, the scene behind him changed again.

Next to the misty waterside pavilion, a young girl sat cross-legged on the bluestone bank, her chin in her hand, looking at something. Next to her, a pink rabbit was lying on her lap, sleeping leisurely.

The girl had beautiful features and wore a simple white-green long gown. A mist lingered around her, making her look like a fairy.