Yu Wenjun paused, and his attitude became obviously serious: "Jiajia, why do you ask such a question?"

"Obviously." Yu Qingjia said, "My father suddenly left home for a long time in Guangling, and brought him with him when he came back. You said that you went out to visit friends and met Jing Huan at a friend's house, and brought him back because of his background. But he It's not a woman, but you insisted on this set of rhetoric from the beginning to the end after you returned home, so it can be seen that my father understood everything from the beginning. Even when my father went out alone for a few days, it was because of him."

Yu Wenjun remained silent, but Yu Qingjia became more and more certain about his guess when he saw his performance. She continued: "Since he is not a woman, the so-called gift from a friend is fake, and his life experience of being in a poor family and being displaced is naturally fake, and Jing Huan is just a pseudonym. Father, since the first year of Guangxi After you came back in April, he has lived with us for more than a year and a half. One and a half years may not be long or short, but for me, he is my deepest memory after my mother left. You didn't trust me at the beginning and refused to tell me his real identity, but it's been a year now, do you still not trust me?"

Yu Wenjun was rarely silent, his face was serious, and he seemed to be engaged in a fierce ideological struggle. In the end, Yu Wenjun shook his head and said, "Jiajia, it's not that I can't trust you as a father, it's just that it's a long story, and it will be difficult to explain it clearly for a while. , it is for your own good not to tell you."

Yu Qingjia sighed, sure enough, his father still refused to speak. Yu Qingjia had a premonition of this result before asking the question, and now she is not surprised to hear it, but she couldn't help but feel a little curious. The vixen said that he was the only son of the general who guarded the frontier, and he went away because of his uncle's persecution. Although these things are complicated, But it seems, it's not enough for Yu Wenjun to keep a secret and refuse to leak a little bit of information, right?

Yu Qingjia had an ominous premonition, the vixen, shouldn't she be lying to her again? His parents were murdered by his uncle. All these life experiences were said by himself. Yu Wenjun didn't know that Yu Qingjia had heard about it a long time ago, and it was precisely because of this that Yu Qingjia deliberately provoked Yu Wenjun's words. Is it true or not. However, she had already mentioned this point, and Yu Wenjun struggled several times, but still refused to mention it. The uncle framed the elder brother, took over the family property, and finally persecuted the nephew. Although this kind of thing is a family scandal, it is not easy for outsiders to comment on it, but it is not enough for Yu Wenjun to be afraid of this appearance, and he refuses to mention it at all, right?

Yu Qingjia had a strange expression on his face. When Yu Wenjun saw it, his lips moved, and he asked cautiously: "Jiajia, when did you know? What did you say?"

Hearing this question, Yu Qingjia also became more cautious, and carefully replied to Yu Wenjun's temptation: "It didn't take long. After returning to the ancestral house, I gradually found out."

Yu Qingjia's timing was very vague, and he didn't seem to know that Murong Yan was not an ordinary person. Yu Wenjun was in a delicate mood when he heard this, and he didn't know whether he should be relieved that the young master didn't reveal his identity, or should he be angry that the young master who had been protecting him actually hooked him away daughter.

Yu Wenjun sighed for a while, then suddenly turned serious, and said to Yu Qingjia: "Jiajia, I know the young Mu Ai, you rarely had contact with peers before, but when you meet a young man who is good in all aspects, you will develop a good impression It's inevitable."

Yu Qingjia's eyes were moist and she listened carefully. After Yu Wenjun finished saying "it's okay in all aspects", he couldn't help thinking about Murong Yan's unique brain, his unforgettable talent for rhythm, the celestial talent that can be learned by just looking at eighteen weapons, and the most terrible thing is, He also has such an impeccable face. Yu Wenjun's eyebrows twitched, he forcibly held back, and continued to teach his daughter in an "okay" tone: "Jiajia, you have to know that marriage is not a trifling matter, especially for women. As a father, I don't want you to get carried away by a moment of goodwill." mind, and do things you'll regret later. Do you really know what you're doing?"

"I know." Yu Qingjia straightened her waist, her eyes sparkled, and the rustling tree shadows outside the window cast a blurred halo on her face, "I understand what my father means, and I also know what my father is worried about. Everything I do It’s all out of the heart, not a whim.”

"However, you have been insisting for more than ten years that you want to marry an upright, friendly, and simple man in the future. As a father, I don't know how much you know, but you should understand that if you marry him, it will be impossible for you to live the rest of your life. Now you can live the quiet and peaceful life of your dreams, where you will be rich and safe."

Yu Qingjia lowered her head, her long eyelashes drooping down, covering her eyes like crow feathers. She whispered: "I know. But as long as I think of him, I feel that everything is worth looking forward to. I don't like intrigue, and I don't want to beg for life like A Niang. But if I have him by my side, it doesn't seem so bad Bear."

On the contrary, Yu Qingjia really couldn't accept the thought that Murong Yan would marry a wife and have children in the future, let another woman take her place, and get along day and night like they are now. Yu Qingjia didn't say the second half of the sentence, but Yu Wenjun looked at his daughter's expression, and there was something he couldn't guess in his heart.

Yu Wenjun suddenly felt emotional, it was the same with Yu Shi when he was young, although walking was difficult, but when he thought of each other, he was full of infinite courage. Unexpectedly, when he was old, he would become the most annoying parent back then. What is the difference between him now and the old Mr. Yu back then?

Yu Wenjun laughed at himself, that's all, children and grandchildren have their own blessings, and his own daughter knew that Yu Qingjia was sensible since she was a child, and would never ask for things that embarrass her parents, let alone put herself in danger, but that day The sky shook, and the gravel on both sides rustled down, but Yu Qingjia turned around and ran back without even thinking about it. And Yu Wenjun has a deep experience of how indifferent the young master is. Yu Wenjun asked himself that he loves his daughter dearly, and he is definitely not a person who is greedy for life and fear of death. However, when the earthquake happened, he was not as fast as Murong Yan. Yu Wenjun felt ashamed of his intentions, even in the past, with his love for the Yu family, he might not be able to do what Murong Yan did.

Since ancient times, companions are like companions to tigers, and the most difficult thing to bear is the emperor's favor. The Murong clan are all paranoid and cold-blooded, and they are unyielding in what they believe in, and they must get it even if they both suffer. Yu Wenjun sighed deeply, he didn't expect the young master to be able to do this to Jiajia, and he didn't know if it was a good thing to be put on the tip of Murong's heart, but children were brought into this world by their parents, but it didn't matter. belongs to parents. Since the young master agrees and Jiajia is willing, let them go.

Yu Qingjia was vaguely aware of the change in Yu Wenjun's attitude, she raised her eyebrows, both surprised and happy, and was about to insinuate, when suddenly she heard the sound of messy footsteps outside the house. Yu Qingjia had no choice but to stop and swallowed her words back.

A servant hurried in and saluted indiscriminately: "Master, Miss."

Yu Wenjun had just resolved the important matter that had been weighing on his mind for the past few days, and his whole body felt lighter. He just stretched his brows a little bit, seeing the young servant in a hurry, he couldn't see it: "What happened, why are you so irritable?"

The little servant didn't care about etiquette, knelt on the ground and said: "Master, something is wrong!"

"What is it?"

"The old gentleman has gone."

Both Yu Wenjun and Yu Qingjia were obviously taken aback: "What?"

Yu Qingjia changed her clothes and hurried to Yu's house.

On the way, Bai Zhi lowered her voice, and said quietly to Yu Qingjia: "Why did Laojun's funeral come so suddenly? When we left in May, although Laojun was lingering on the sick bed, he didn't look like he was going to die soon. Before that There is no news that Laojun's condition is getting worse, how can he die suddenly?"

Yu Qingjia looked solemn and shook her head slowly. Although she and Yu Wenjun moved out of the Yu family's ancestral house these days, the connection with the family has not been broken. If Mr. Yu's condition worsens, Yu Wenjun will receive the news no matter what. However, before today, the Yu family had no rumors. Even an elder of the Yu family came to be a lobbyist a few days ago, and did not mention that Mr. Yu was seriously ill. news. If Laojun's situation was not very optimistic at that time, this would definitely be regarded as a very powerful weapon by the elders, but the other party did not mention it, which shows that Laojun Yu's physical condition must be stable.

Then this is strange, since Mr. Yu's body is as usual, and there has been no major climate change in the past few days, why did Mr. Yu suddenly die?

Yu Qingjia couldn't help but a terrible idea welled up in his mind, could it be that Old Master Yu died of natural causes?

Yu Qingjia recalled last year's dream. In the dream, she swallowed the poisonous water by mistake, and lost her breath suddenly and silently. Then, is it possible that Mr. Yu is the same?

Yu Qingjia said pale, with a heavy face, she tilted her head and said to Bai Zhi: "The front is the main hall, there are too many people, so don't say any more."

Bai Zhi and the servant girls understood that Yu Qingjia was reminding them, so they all nodded. When Yu Qingjia walked into the main hall, there were already cries one after another, and it was chaotic. Seeing Yu Qingjia come in, the chaotic voice stopped, and many family members stopped talking and turned to look at Yu Qingjia.

Yu Qingjia was very calm. She walked steadily into the central hall, first saluted the elders in the center, and her gestures were impeccable. After she stood up, she said: "Please be well, elders. I don't know where Laojun is now?"

The female relatives looked at each other, and one of the wives said, "Laojun is inside, and Liu Niang is Laojun's direct granddaughter. Before leaving, Laojun still missed you. You go in and see Laojun for the last time."

Yu Qingjia thanked her, opened the curtain and went inside. Sure enough, Old Master Yu had already tidied up and put on brand new shrouds. A few servant girls were kneeling on the edge of the shroud to wipe Old Master Yu's fingers. After seeing it, Yu Qingjia said, "I came late, and I couldn't see Laojun for the last time, so let me do these things."

The servant girl paused, not knowing what to do. The maidservant next to Laojun Yu stood up and vacated her seat, and said, "Since it is Liu Niang's filial piety, there is no reason for us to stop it. If Laojun knows, I will be very relieved."

Everyone knew that Yu Qingjia had moved out of Yu's house with Yu Wenjun before, and there was a lot of noise, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that she was tearing her face apart. Now that Yu Qingjia came back, many people watched with cold eyes. In fact, this kind of funeral occasion should be done by the elders, and it is good for Yu Qingjia to follow behind and watch. However, although Yu Wenjun brought Yu Qingjia back to the ancestral house, but Yu Wenjun is the only male in the second room of the big house. There are many trivial matters on this occasion. He didn't even go back to the back house, so he went straight to the front, and the second room didn't have any other female elders, so Yu Qingjia had to come forward to deal with the funeral by himself.

Yu Qingjia didn't care about the various stares from other people. Because of the previous move, Yu Wenjun was accused by many people of being unfilial, and even Yu Qingjia was inevitably involved. Now that Old Master Yu died of illness suddenly, Yu Wenjun, as the only grandson, was not even in front of him, let alone how many people would gossip about him. Yu Qingjia, as the daughter of Yu's family, one of the gangsters, can imagine the scrutiny she has to face.

However, Yu Qingjia is very calm, she is strong when she has no desires, as long as she asks for nothing, she has nothing to fear, anyway, she doesn't want to get anything from the Yu family, so why should she care about these people's opinions. However, Yu Qingjia really wanted to know the real cause of Yu Laojun's death.

She knelt beside Old Master Yu, took the wet handkerchief handed over by the servant girl, and started from her fingertips, wiped Old Master Yu's exposed skin bit by bit. Although weddings and funerals are as important as weddings in etiquette, when it comes to face-to-face, everyone's attitude towards the dead is absolutely incomparable to that of a wedding. There were so many daughters-in-law and granddaughters-in-law and granddaughters standing outside, but very few were willing to share the same room with Mr. Yu, and almost none were willing to personally wipe the body of the deceased. Those wives and daughters-in-law who had already had children were unwilling. A young girl, Yu Qingjia, asked for it, which really surprised the maids.

Yu Qingjia took the opportunity of brushing himself to check Laojun Yu's nails first. As expected, there was no black deposits on the nails as usual, Yu Qingjia paid attention secretly while talking to the maid quietly.

"A few days ago, when I asked Shibo, Shibo also said that Laojun was in good health, why did he go away suddenly? Did Laojun catch a cold these days, or ate something that should not be used?"

Originally, Laojun Yu's death was hasty, but now Yu Qingjia faintly reveals whether the maid's poor care of Laojun caused Laojun's death, and the maid suddenly panicked. The big maid couldn't bear it, and said: "No, we have been staring at it all day long these days, and the decoctions are all made in person. How dare you let Laojun eat something of unknown origin? Laojun went before It's fine, she drank the medicine as usual, and then she was tired. Before she went to bed, she said that she wanted to eat osmanthus cake after waking up. After the servant waited on Laojun to fall asleep, he hurried outside to wash the petals and make cakes. , the old gentleman just..."

Yu Qingjia lowered her head, secretly memorizing the information in the maid's words. Old Master Yu died in his sleep, or in other words, when the maids thought she was asleep. Yu Qingjia knew it well, and when he checked the small details of Old Master Yu, he had many purposes.

Yu Qingjia slowly rubbed her neck. She opened the collar of Yu Laojun, and her hands paused invisibly.

There was a cold light in Yu Qingjia's eyes, she guessed right, there was indeed something wrong with Yu Laojun's death.