law of receptivity

Autumn in London is always very gloomy and cold. There is only a light rain in two or three days, and it rains continuously from day to night.

Yan Ge stood in a clean suit in the atrium of the house, in a flower room made of glass, holding a watering can in his hand, and spraying the flowers and leaves while pressurizing the bottle of water.Xiao Qingying had already gone out to the company, and his important people followed Yan Ge all day long, and Wu Yang Yang's party guarded him wherever he went. As time passed, Yan Ge didn't even want to go out to get some air.

The good thing is that in Xiao's house, he can still find some seclusion, and the servants don't come to disturb him. The four children who are still around him have a deep friendship with him, and they get together to see each other from time to time, and they can melt him away after a simple talk. A little bit of house arrest.

After watering the potted flowers and branches all over the room, the cup of tea on the small table was completely cold.Yan Ge didn't care, just took a sip from the cold cup, sat down and continued to read.

The glass door of the atrium behind him opened slightly and then closed quickly, and a few soft steps caught his attention.Yan Ge tilted his head and looked towards the gate, and saw that Tsuyo was holding a tray, and steam was rising from the white porcelain cup.

With the book Paradise Lost spread out in his hands, Yan Ge turned around and asked with a smile. "Why didn't you go to the street with them? Isn't Ruixi going to treat you today?"

"I didn't go." Tsuyo approached step by step, with a white handsome face full of sullen displeasure.

Yan Ge saw him and asked him. "I'm so angry all over my face, who recruited you?"

The child curled his lips and told him reluctantly. "It's nothing, the president told me not to go out if I have nothing to do, and stay at home to spend more time with you."

Yan Ge smiled after hearing this, and looked at the soft look in the boy's eyes, he said softly. "Come on, sit down first." He freed one hand to pull away the chair next to him, and pushed the snack plate on the table to the boy.

"Since you can't go out, why don't you stay and enjoy the flowers with me. Try it, this is the rose cake I made yesterday, using the petals of the red rose in the pot behind you." After he finished speaking, he leaned back and passed the boy Stretching out his arms and pointing, his tone became more relaxed. "That pot of roses is a defective product I picked up from the corner of the backyard. The steward said that it grew the worst among all the flower seedlings. It's better to throw it away and let it fend for itself. I don't think so. It's good or bad. It depends on God's will, but the follow-up path depends on oneself. Although I don't believe in those stories that are positive and upright, there is still a basis to prove the truth that man can conquer nature. Beyond the four walls, there is always someone you want freedom, even if it is not yet yours. Am I right, fool?"

Tsuyo looked at him fixedly, and didn't recover for a moment.

In the living environment of confinement for many years, growing up under the gloomy sky of Xiao Zhai, he has almost forgotten what the purpose of moving forward is.These servants with foreign surnames were indoctrinated from an early age with only the Xiao Clan’s interests as their priority. No one ever told them why they were born, who their relatives were, and what freedom was...

"Brother Yan...you were brought back because of us, do you blame me?"

"Why are you blaming you?" Yan Ge was stunned by this question, and then laughed disapprovingly. "Just like you, I am a person who has been stamped by this mansion. As long as the master of the mansion is there, I will not be able to be truly free."

Tsuyo obviously understood the feeling of being born with wings but unable to fly high. He rubbed the corner of his mouth with his knuckles to hide his restless trembling.

After a while of silence, Tsuyo asked slowly. "The Mr. Liang I met last time, he is the son of Miss Guo's family, right?"

Yan Ge's flat brows furrowed.

"If he really is, then doesn't he hate the young master and the president to death, we can ask him to help, right..." Before he could finish his words, he felt something was wrong.

He was young by Yan Ge's side, and Yan Ge's temper is the most used to children, even if he did something wrong when he first entered the group as an intern, it was just a half-sentence reminder.However, the expression floating on Yan Ge's face at this moment is something he has never seen before...

That expression was full of sadness, even though Yan Ge didn't show any weakness, the helpless feeling of wanting to appeal was still flowing on his picturesque face.

Tsuyo knew that he said the wrong thing, he mentioned the wrong person in the current situation.

He picked up the only red berry tart from the dessert plate, and carefully placed it on Yan Ge's bone plate.

"...Brother Yan, you can eat this."

Yan Ge lowered his head and saw that small dim sum lying alone on the plate, he felt lost in his heart, but tried his best to force a smile on his face.

He doesn't blame other people's children for speaking out and asking questions, and he can't blame fate for making trouble.

Because the pain in his heart was a wound entangled with someone's name.There used to be a scene of sadness for many years, so that even in the prison, I still can't forget the tenderness.

The amber-like eyes gradually focused on the bone plate, Yan Ge lowered his eyes and stared at the piece of snack for a few seconds, then picked it up with two fingers lightly, turned his head and fed it to the anxious boy.

Seeing the boy showing remorse, opening and closing his mouth to bite off the fruit tart in his hand, Yan Ge couldn't help smiling.

"Eat slowly, there are more in the kitchen."

Tsuyo wolfed down a whole piece of fruit tart, but still did not forget to ask Yan Ge timidly.

"I said the wrong thing...don't be angry, okay?"

Of course, Yan Ge didn't mean to be angry with him. After feeding the snacks, he stopped by and touched the top of the boy's head, rubbing his hair while smiling, as if nothing had happened.

Tsuyo has had the title of a child king in the team for many years, and now he is a fan of a diehard fan in front of his little brother Yan.

He Ren Yange played around on his head like a joke, and didn't care that the carefully blown hairstyle would disappear.

He obediently sat next to Yan Ge and blinked his eyes. After Yan Ge had touched enough, smiled and retracted his hand, he suddenly slapped his thigh as if he had come to his senses!

Yan Ge was startled, stopped and said. "What's wrong, you scared me..."

Tsuyo squinted his eyes in thought, and explained something casually. "No, no, I suddenly remembered something. I didn't go out today and I got angry and I forgot it!"

Of course Yan Ge asked him. "What's up?"

"A few days ago, I went to the Huiyin Building with the president. There were many people who came to visit that day, but when Zhang Mingyang came, the president pushed all the visitors away."

"Zhang Mingyang?" Yan Ge turned around in his mind before he remembered such a person. "Isn't he the butler of the young master? Why don't you go to Huiyin if you have nothing to do?"

Tsuyo shook his head subconsciously, as if trying to recall the situation at that time, he said while thinking. "I'm also wondering why the young master's family found the president's office. I really didn't hear what they said, but when Zhang Mingyang was about to come out, I heard the president call him uncle."

Yan Ge's expression was startled, and he asked him immediately. "Did you hear me right?"

Tsuyo said with certainty. "It can't be wrong. There are only two of them in the room. I couldn't hear the president's voice wrong."

"Uncle..." Yan Ge took a deep breath, tilted his head to the side to think, and whispered from time to time. "Isn't Mrs. Xiao the only daughter of Putz Shipping? Where did Xiao Qingying come from?"

Tsuyo didn't speak when he heard the words, but just quietly stared at Yan Ge's side face.

He thought they were all thinking about the same question at this moment.

Mrs. Xiao was a woman suffering from mental illness. She was weak all day long. During the few years when she was seriously ill, she almost never left the house, and she was kept in the deep part of this mansion.Except for her two sons who often waited on the bedside, her natal family never sent half of them.

Putz Shipping is not a large enterprise, but it is a scholarly family.After the two families got married, Xiao's father brought his father-in-law's family from Dalian Port to live in the UK, and even the eldest son was handed over to his mother-in-law. These are basically known things.

The relationship between the two families is by no means superficial, but what happened to this uncle who appeared out of nowhere?Since she is the only only daughter, how can she be willing to let her go crazy alone in her husband's house for so many years?

"I don't know all about the earlier events. Madam didn't mention this Zhang Mingyang when she was alive? Will the people around her know any private news? Is there anyone else in the mansion that Madam brought?" Tsuyo lips There were slight movements between them, obviously lowering the voice and asking.

Yan Ge felt the back of his neck tense, he swallowed silently, and then turned around suddenly.

He looked around the greenhouse with vigilant eyes, and only after confirming that there was no one else around, he told Tsuyo very cautiously. "Ms. Xiao was married with a child, and the young master didn't come in until he was a few years old. The marriage was during the second pregnancy, so there was no ceremony. As for her natal family, she was defeated early, and the dowry was not much. At that time, everyone thought It’s the elders of Xiao’s family who skipped the wedding mainly because of child support, and the wife’s natal family has come to the UK, so it’s not too late to make up for it in the future. Who knows that there will be no deadline for this delay, and I think you know the rest .”

Tsuyo nodded hastily, and then he didn't seem to have figured it out, and soon he seemed to understand and asked. "I've heard that Madam's natal family never came to the house. It's too strange to say. It's my own daughter. After all, a respectable family can allow her to make a private decision for life and marry her son, even when she is sick. Don't take a look..."

It didn't make sense, let alone Tsuyo didn't think it through, Yan Ge was also full of doubts.

Mrs. Xiao, Zhang Mingyang, uncle...

He didn't think Xiao Qingying would just call someone who had nothing to do with him uncle.

What's more, Putz Shipping filed for bankruptcy 20 years ago, and the old couple were cautious scholars all their lives. Everything was normal, and they depended on the Xiao family for their retirement.

If there really is such a person, who has nothing to do with Putz Shipping, but can make Xiao Qingying condescend to call him uncle, and make a living as a housekeeper under Xiao Chengyue's nose, what does this mean...