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Chapter 29 Young Yang Chunbai

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    In the morning of late autumn, the cold fog in the forest has not dissipated.

    Ye Yunshen knelt upright in front of the tomb, while a maid beside him burned paper money.

    It is Xiaoyun who suffers!  He knew the truth of the matter, and before he had time to question, Xi'er left.

    Yelin's eyes were hot, he strode forward and said in a trembling voice, "Xiaoyun!"

    Ye Yun looked back dully, saw Ye Lin, nodded slightly, stopped talking, and continued to stare at the red flame burning paper money.

    ?The cold autumn is gradually darkening, the autumn wind is bleak, and the forest leaves are falling.

    Yun Shen was dressed in sackcloth, and was not shocked when he saw Ye Lin. He stood up and saluted, and still called Ye Lin: "Grandpa."

    Xue Yu stood up cleverly, stepped forward to greet her, and revealed her identity: "Master, I was sent by the master to take care of the little master's basic necessities of life."

    "Okay, okay." Ye Lin nodded with moist eyes, and now seeing that Ye Yun liked it from the bottom of his heart, he took Ye Yun's hand and patted it.

    Shi Zhong lit three incense sticks, respected Ye Wuxi:, knelt on the ground and kowtowed: "Miss, please go."

    Yun Shen's downcast eyes took another look at Shi Zhong.

    Shi Zhong has a rough face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, simple and honest, and sincere.  It was also like this, when Shi Zhong was struggling to pursue her other big maid, Shuixin, Ye Wuxi matched up this beautiful marriage.

    Yelin finished burning incense, burned some paper money, and touched the tombstone reluctantly. He naturally noticed the word Yeshi, and he sighed faintly: "Xiaoyun, walk with me."

    Yun Shen didn't speak, and followed Ye Lin quietly.

    The noon sun staggers the overlapping branches and leaves, casting mottled shadows.

    The fallen leaves in the forest have accumulated a thick layer, and they creak when stepped on.

    "Xiaoyun, your eyebrows and eyes are said to be similar to Xi'er, but it is better to say that they resemble your grandma."

    When Ye Lin talked about Lin Ru, there was unconscious tenderness and longing in his voice, and Yun Shen listened quietly.

    "Your grandma's elegant and hazy beauty is like a fairy girl." Ye Lin said with a smile, "I have no virtue and ability to marry your grandma. But in terms of temperament, you still follow Wuyang  More, cold and indifferent. Yanger is talented and intelligent, but he is not satisfied with everything, and the abbot of Jingguo Temple praises him.

    "Grandpa is upright and honest. He served as the Minister of the Ministry of Officials and the Shaoqing of Dali Temple. He cleared up many unjust cases for the people. Therefore, at the market that day, you were pardoned by the emperor, and the people were so happy that they shouted long live." What Yun Shen said was the truth.  Yelin is indeed a pillar of the country.

    Hearing these words in Ye Lin's heart, he felt sad and choked up: "I, I killed your mother."

    "Traitors must be punished, Grandpa, the deceased has passed away, don't worry." Yun Shen said, this is not Ye Wuyang!

    "Xiaoyun" Yelin heard that Xiaoyun didn't want to talk about Yang'er, and remembered that Xiaoyun was sent to the Lin family in the south when he was born. He was only found four years ago when he was eight years old.  I can't bear the guilt.

    Yun Shen took the initiative to hold Ye Lin's hand and said, "Don't worry, Grandpa, I understand that when my mother is gone, I will be filial to you for her."

    "Hey, hey, good boy." Ye Lin cried while talking, and Yun Shen continued to comfort him.

    After bidding farewell to Yelin and Yelin, Yunshen and Xiaoxue walked back to the hut in the forest side by side.

    Yun Shen looked at Xiaoxue with a dejected face with a funny face: "It's okay, my mother used to have top-grade food and clothing, and I also enjoyed it for a short time. In fact, when I was in the Lin family, I was still as poor as I am now."

    "Young master!" Xueyu was moved, and looked at Yun Shen pitifully. The young master has not said much for nearly half a month.

    Before leaving, Mr. Ye gave himself a good lesson. When the clerk criticizes others, it makes you ashamed to cry.

    Xueyu was overjoyed, the young master talked so much today, yet he still comforted himself!

    "However, poverty does not mean roughness!" Yun Shen finished speaking seriously, and as expected, seeing Xue Yu's face, he immediately began to cry again, as if I was crying for you: "Young master!"

    "Hehe!" Yun Shen shook his head and chuckled, this girl.

    This smile, like the chilly spring breeze in winter, made Xueyu slightly dazed. She turned the corner after a while, and yelled softly, "My lord, you are teasing me!".

    Yun Shen smiled but said nothing, his eyes were open and free, his face was fair and handsome, he inherited the advantages of Ye Wuxi and Ye Wuyang, his slightly immature face was facing the mottled light beams among the trees, his voice was ethereal, and he was as young as jade  .

    This scene seems to be engraved on Xiaoxue's heart. After many years, she can still clearly remember this scene,?I feel that the young Chunyang Baixue seems to have passed away for a moment, and it is indescribably peaceful and beautiful.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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