two ends

Sicheng Houzai's youngest grandson was born before the fire, and Cheng Hui also had a small success in gynecology, so Sicheng Duyu entrusted his wife to deliver the baby, making sure that the mother and child are safe.

When the child was born, his eyes were open, his eyes were black and moist, he didn't cry or make a fuss, he patted his chest, he laughed instead of crying, giggling, the whole delivery room was filled with the child's cheerful laughter.

Those eyes, that laughter, haunted Cheng Hui like a nightmare for five years. He had to admit that in terms of cruelty, he was no better than Lu Jianwei, and even worse than Si Cheng Houzai.

Cheng Hui contacted Sicheng Houzai again, wanting to make a deal with him that he would not lose.

At this time, he has changed his name to Linxian and changed his surname to Mu.

Mu Linxian volunteered to be a guinea pig, but he had to take care of the child until he died.

"Why?" Lu Qinyuan knew that this question was idiotic and meaningless, and he could vaguely guess the reason why Mu Linxian didn't go back, but he couldn't help asking: "You go back, the Cheng Lu family can't protect you alone ?”

Mu Linxian said: "I can't go back, I will go back to Cheng Lu's family and it will be over. Sicheng Houzai will spread the news that there is a suspected old man in the Cheng family. No matter whether the news is true or not, more people would rather believe it. In the end I will still fall into the hands of Sicheng's family. I don't have the initiative to be arrested or come back by myself. In this matter, Sicheng Houzai is the winner."

"When I was holding that child, I thought of Xiaobai in the incubator. I studied medicine to save people, but I killed people before I saved them. It's good to come back." Mu Linxian's voice contained the slightest pain : "If I provide more data, he may suffer less."

Lu Qinyuan's throat was choked up, unable to speak, and he heard Mu Linxian say: "Thank you for taking care of Xiaoqi, the time outside must be the happiest time for him all the time. I dragged him down."

"He's been waiting for you, you really don't plan to see him?" Lu Qinyuan calmed down the sadness in his heart, and tried his best to fight for Xiaoqi's chance to meet him.

Mu Linxian shook his head slightly, his gaze was as gentle as water: "Seeing him, how can I make him feel so bad, it's better not to see him."

Lu Qinyuan was taken aback for a moment, then understood instantly, and his expression became ugly.He turned out to be the reason why the two didn't meet each other.

But Mu Linxian said: "I understand, I don't blame anyone." He reached out and patted Lu Qinyuan's shoulder: "Go back, Xiao Qi is waiting for you."

Lu Qinyuan hesitated to speak, and finally left holding the red velvet box tightly in his hand.

Lu Qinyuan left on the front foot, and Si Cheng Houzai chased after him panting. Mu Linxian looked down at Si Cheng Houzai, and greeted him coolly: "Teacher, breathe slowly, after all, every breath is short of breath."

Si Cheng Houzai was not angry, but just sighed: "Yes, you are still so young, but I am already old."

Mu Linxian said: "Teacher's wish will come true soon."

Si Cheng Houzai smiled and said, "Thank you for being here."

Fortunately, he was prepared in advance, if the Cheng family took Mu Linxian back, Xiao Qi would not come back obediently.In his opinion, Xiao Qi is a bird in a cage, and Mu Linxian is that unbreakable golden cage, the two are the perfect match.

This sentence made Mu Linxian's heart ache a little bit, his face was slightly cold, before he opened his mouth to fight back, another voice preempted him, Si Cheng Zhengli strode towards here, while walking, he scolded Si Cheng: "Old man You have no eyesight, so let Brother Mu stand in the wind and talk to you, you have rough skin, thick flesh and many folds, you are not afraid of the wind, Brother Mu can compare with you."

The time to speak has reached Mu Linxian's side, and he shook Mu Linxian's hand and said, "It's freezing cold, Brother Mu, go into the room quickly, don't talk to that old man, he's sick."

Si Cheng Houzai was so angry that he pounded the ground with his crutches, and Si Cheng's righteous orders floated over from afar: "If you have nothing to do, go to the pharmacy and cut out the two hundred catties of astragalus." Fu comforted Mu Lin again Xian: "Don't listen to that old bastard's nonsense, take care of it with peace of mind, and it will be fine." He said many reassuring words.

The door was a red-painted wooden door, which was ajar. Lu Qinyuan pushed the door in, closed it with his hand back, and it was automatically locked with a click. He frowned slightly, feeling a little dissatisfied.There is a thick velvet blanket under your feet, and it is soft and soundless when you step on it.

The space is large and separated by screens.

The screen is mainly made of mountain-shaped screens, with mahogany as the base, red sandalwood as the frame, and silk embroidery.The embroidery is exquisite and lifelike, the water drops on the lotus are about to roll, and they are adorned on the tip of the petals, reflecting the crystal clear light, carefree like a round of flames, dancing in the wind, dancing like a dance, and the tea leaves fade away. When all the flowers are gone, the other side has not seen each other for thousands of years, blooming enthusiastically but also heroically.

The space separated by several screens is the living room, study room, kitchen, and bedroom, just like a normal home.

Looking at the past, it is a calligraphy and painting screen, placed horizontally in the middle, with four leaves, namely Zhong Ren's plum, Zhao Mengjian's orchid, Wen Tong's bamboo, and Shi Tao's chrysanthemum. Although it is an imitation, it also has a bit of style. The following are all signed with the same signature, "Hui".

Lu Qinyuan commented carefully for a while, then walked around the screen and walked to the back.

Behind the screen is a garden-style courtyard. The rockery is intentionally left over during the excavation process. There are grasses and wild flowers growing on it, and an octagonal pavilion is decorated on the top of the mountain. The eaves of the temple halfway up the mountain are faintly visible, and there are thin streams of water pouring down from the mountain. There is a valley under the mountain, there are houses in the valley, there are streams and small bridges, and it looks a bit like a mountain if you look closely.

The rockery is not big, but it is as high as half a person, occupying a level land.

The rest of the place is mostly occupied by flowers and plants, most of which are climbing vines, and the branches and leaves are intertwined and layered so that they can't be distinguished from each other, giving people a feeling of being in a valley flower forest. The place near the edge is an old-style soft couch. There is a chessboard and a thin quilt on the pillow, and Xiao Qi is sitting on the couch, looking down with his head down.

The location where they are located is the only cliff on this mountain, and it looks like waving to people from a distance, so the locals call this mountain Zhaoyao Mountain, saying that this may be the legendary mountain, where gods live.

Lu Qinyuan couldn't help sneering, indeed, he lived a god who did not eat fireworks in the world, but unfortunately, he was trapped by people and couldn't help himself.

Hearing Lu Qinyuan's mocking sneer, Xiao Qi turned to look at him, saw him wandering around looking around, and asked, "How is it?"

Lu Qinyuan snorted, "Immortal Cave Mansion." His tone was ironic.

Xiao Qi chuckled and didn't speak, turned his head and continued to look down the cliff, the sun shone thinly on his body, it should be warm and warm, but it was a bit chilled by the mist on the mountain, and it seemed Xiao Qi was lonely and desolate.

Lu Qinyuan stepped forward and threw the velvet box into Xiao Qi's arms, sat down next to the couch, pulled off the thin quilt, wrapped Xiao Qi in his arms, and Xiao Qi touched his arms for a long time before he could touch it. The box, with another hand, opened it carefully. Inside was a chestnut carved from jade. The jade is made of high-quality Hetian material, the size of an adult's thumb, with a little bit of white in the blood red. The sculptor is very skilled. The knife carved out a chestnut that looked like half-peeled. Xiao Qi held it in his hand and looked at it carefully. Lu Qinyuan also took a closer look. The word "Wu Qi" was carved on the small seal in the white place. The lines are smooth and delicate. If you are not careful, I couldn't find it for a while.

Xiaoqi played with it for a while, swept away the gloom just now, put the jade chestnut around his neck, squeezed the silver chinchilla, put them together under his clothes, crossed his legs and looked down, but he didn't know what he was looking at .

Glass is lined along the edge of the cliff. From the outside, it looks like a glass greenhouse. The wind can't blow in and the rain can't be drenched. On the one hand, it is protection and on the other hand, it is prevention.Following Xiao Qi's gaze, it was cloudy and misty, green, and Lu Qinyuan watched it for a while and got up and went to the study, he wanted to read some books and meditate.

Although the study room is simple, it has everything that a study room should have. The bookshelves are antique and old-fashioned bookshelves, stuffed to the brim, and there is a small bookcase next to it. Paper inkstones, flower jade pens and white jade paperweights, a blue and white porcelain painting jar on the floor, with several scrolls in it, and pear flower wood chairs that match the desk, with pillows embroidered with honeysuckle patterns, and a painting on the wall behind the chairs, A single word "prophecy".This word is written in a smooth and flowing manner, formed in one stroke, continuous and uninterrupted, with a great atmosphere, but the meaning is not very good. After reading the signature carefully, the word "Hui" was written in a small seal script.

Lu Qinyuan took a rough look at the bibliography. Most of the books were ancient proverbs with obscure language, Four Books and Five Classics, Li Yi Chunqiu, a subset of classics and history, and there were also unofficial history books and strange stories.

Lu Qinyuan hadn't chosen which book to read, only heard a "click", the door was opened, someone came in, and then a panicked voice sounded: "Teacher, you can't go in, come out quickly, I will take you to the Seventh Young Master , Seventh Young Master is not here..."

No matter how begging the voice outside Ren's door, the teacher he was talking about didn't seem to be obedient to go back, the voice was almost crying, and only coaxed him by the door with nice words, but he didn't dare to take a step forward.

From the gap, Lu Qinyuan saw the teacher. His hair was gray and disheveled past his shoulders, his face was pale, his eyes were red, there was a black shadow under his eyes, there was a big blister on his lips, there was a layer of dead white skin on his lips, and his cheekbones were slanted due to thinness. It was a bit scary when he saw it suddenly, he murmured and said repeatedly: "Jian Yi, where have you been, Dad misses you, Dad can't live without you, Dad can't find you, Amo will be angry... ..."

It was the crazy Sicheng Duyu. He looked around, checked each compartment one by one, and quickly found Lu Qinyuan's place. He only got close but didn't come in. Lu Qinyuan was about to go out when he suddenly heard him say: "Jian Yi I'm back." The voice sounded like a normal person, neither crazy nor crazy.

The pleading outside the door stopped abruptly, with his mouth wide open and his eyes staring like he had seen a ghost.

Lu Qinyuan knew that it was Xiao Qi who came out, so he stepped out, and saw Sicheng Duyu leaning over slightly, with his forehead resting on Xiao Qi's forehead, and said with a happy smile: "Jian Yi, you have grown up, Dad is happy, Amo is also happy."

Xiao Qi looked calm, and only responded softly after Sicheng Duyu finished speaking: "Just be happy."

Sicheng Duyu wanted to hold Xiao Qi in his arms, just like holding a child, he tried clumsily, and found that the child in front of him was not suitable for holding like that, and he was unwilling to let the child accommodate him, so he knelt down on one knee and hugged him Xiao Qi said that I was happy, but tears streamed down his face, Xiao Qi was moved, and stretched out his arms to hug Si Cheng Duyu, his eyes were indifferent.

After hugging for a while, Sicheng Duyu let go of Xiao Qi, took Xiao Qi's hand and sat on the sofa next to him to talk to him.Xiaoqi was not a worry-free child when he was young. Sicheng Duyu had always been worried about Xiaoqi's illness. Seeing that Xiaoqi had grown up to such a healthy age, he felt indescribably excited and happy, and his tone of voice revealed a little Cheerful, but he is still regretful: "Why did you grow up so big in a blink of an eye, Dad has been busy with work and forgot to accompany you."

Xiaoqi's heart was actually warm. He looked at the poor man with white hair in front of him, smiled slightly and said, "Sometimes I might blame you, but I don't hate you. Dad, I'm already in good health, don't worry .”