Depressed little landlord

"Young master, don't worry, my little one has asked Xiaoju to invite a doctor, and he will be there soon, so please bear with me, young master."

Although he didn't quite understand what happened, but now that the young master seemed to be in severe pain, Xu Yang had no choice but to comfort him by the side of the bed.

At this moment, Ling Xuan is still having a splitting headache from the images that kept flashing through his mind. He still doesn't know what happened, didn't he just hit someone?Why does it seem that there is a big problem?

Or was it all in his sleep?

In the end, I couldn't take it anymore and passed out again.

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When Ling Xuan regained consciousness, he found that he was already in the mourning hall.

Ling Xuan knelt on one side, looking at the people coming and going in the hall in a daze, some would come to pat him on the shoulder and say some words of comfort. Looking at those people, and the things that are almost completely white in the field of vision, there are real or fake cries behind...

All these made him feel a little irritable, and he really wanted to shout out loudly: Stop arguing!But the exact deep sadness in his heart made him feel very wrong.

Is it still in a dream?

"My condolences, Young Master Lin."

Another person came to talk to him, Ling Xuan raised his eyes to look at that person, he seemed to see it very clearly, but also seemed to be covered with a layer of veil, he only saw the other person's squirming lips, and he couldn't hear the other person's words clearly in his ears What.

However, his body still automatically bent down and bowed to that person to thank him. He seemed to have done this action countless times today.Then he straightened up and knelt there in a daze, staring at the black lacquered wooden coffin in the center of the mourning hall, his eyes dazed and his expression blank.

In the eyes of those who came to express their condolences, some were gloating and even covered their satisfied smiles, while some shook their heads and sighed, their eyes full of pity and sympathy.

"Master Lin and his wife just left like this, leaving behind two young children and such a mess. What will the two brothers do in the future?"

"Sigh, this Master Lin followed such a path, who would have thought that he would be like this when he was old, this Lin Er... Sigh! I don't care if I don't mention it! It can only be said that people's hearts are not old."

"Hush! Keep your voice down." The person next to him poked him, pouted towards the door, motioned him to look over, and said in a low voice, "People are coming, be careful that the wall has ears."

The man followed his companion's instructions and looked out of the hall, but who was the second master of the Lin family who was stumbling in with a sad face?

The man secretly curled his lips in disdain, but he didn't make a sound after being pulled by his friend, but just watched the fat body roll in with cold eyes.

"Brother, why did you leave us like this and go away! Brother is late——"

The fat body came to the center of the hall and knelt down towards the coffin with a slap, and the person also cried and howled, which immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Ling Xuan's body was no exception, but for some reason, seeing that man's sad appearance, this body was indifferent, and just looked at him coldly.

"Brother and sister-in-law, why don't you wait for my younger brother to come back? Isn't there something wrong with my younger brother? Everyone can discuss it, how can it be like this... You just left like this, what should I do if Xuan'er and Xun'er are left behind? " Lin Er was still crying, and another woman came in outside the door, also with a sad face.

"Master." First he called out to Lin Er softly, then ran towards Ling Xuan, hugged him and a little Douding beside him, and whispered in their ears sadly , "My poor children, Second Aunt came back late. If I had known this would happen, I should have come back sooner. My elder brother and sister-in-law wouldn't... Woohoo, our poor children."

"Second aunt."

Ling Xuan only heard these two words uttered softly from his own mouth, but it made the woman startled, she backed away a little, looked at him with red eyes for a while, then continued to hug him, She even buried her face in his shoulders.

"Poor child, with my second uncle and aunt here, don't be afraid~" He hugged them even tighter and patted their backs.

Ling Xuan wanted to roll his eyes, he really wanted to say: Sister, should I get rid of the smell of makeup before crying?You almost choked on holding him like this, okay?

'Hey, are you sure it's not murder?Hugged so tightly, there is still a pungent powdery smell...'

'...I'm sorry, just bear with it. '

'... The question is why don't you come yourself?This is your business, right? '

'I thought too, isn't it impossible to move? '

...CA!

Ling Xuan could only curse from the bottom of his heart, and then continued to helplessly let the other party hug and cry.

It was finally let go, probably because the other party had cried enough, or there was nothing to comfort him, anyway, Ling Xuan could breathe a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, the old butler was there to greet and see off the guests, so he only needed to guard the mourning hall. When night fell and finally saw off the last visitor, the whole house of the Lin family became quiet, and many servants were not paying attention. It was time to sneak back to have a rest, and Lin Er and his wife finally returned to their yard.

Ling Xuan looked at Lin Xun, who was kneeling beside him with a small white face, and asked the old housekeeper to take him down to rest with a hoarse voice. Before his parents sent him away, another child fell down.

"Grandpa Hua, take Xun'er down to rest, I'm enough here, and parents won't blame me."

The old housekeeper looked at him, and then at Xiao Lin Xun who was already crumbling, so he nodded and said: "The old slave will take the young master back first, and will come to accompany you later."

"No need, Grandpa Hua should stay with Xun'er, I guess he will be afraid." His eyes flickered, his words paused, and he looked down at the child who was holding his arms tightly. Lin Xuan's eyes were full of tenderness and tenderness. Painful, raised his hand to stroke his little brother's head, and said softly, "Xun'er, good boy, will you sleep with Grandpa Hua today?"

"But..." The child wanted to say that he wanted a mother, but when he saw the black coffin in the main hall, he hurriedly hid his face in his brother's arms, and said in a low voice, "Can't elder brother sleep with Xun'er?" ?”

"Well, Xun'er will go back to the room with Grandpa Hua first, big brother will accompany you later, okay?"

"Really?"

"Ah."

"Well, big brother must come." The child raised his face and looked at him expectantly.

Lin Xuan wiped off the tears on his face, nodded again and agreed: "Go, I will definitely see my eldest brother when Xun'er opens his eyes tomorrow, don't worry."

After getting the guarantee, the child reluctantly followed the old housekeeper down.

"By the way, let everyone else go down and rest."

"But Master..."

"Grandpa Hua should also go to bed early, Xun'er will be counting on you."

"Okay then, young master, I'll let someone wait outside, if you need anything, just say it."

"Ah."

Seeing him like this, the old butler had no choice but to lead Xiao Lin Xun by himself, and then waved to the servants, and the others followed him back silently. After a while, he was the only one left in the mourning hall.

After the sound of the last footsteps went away, the straight back knelt down for a while, and then suddenly softened as if it was crushed by something, and then a low whimper sounded, and Zheng was about to go out. Xu Yang, who was walking, stopped again, turned back and looked at the thin figure who was lying on the ground, only willing to let his voice leak out, and he sighed silently for a long time.

Perhaps he happened to be hiding in the shadows, or the young master thought he was the only one here. Although he still suppressed his crying, he finally cried happily.

Just when Xu Yang was hesitating whether to step forward to persuade him, or to go out quietly like this, he suddenly heard the young master talking to himself, which made him stop his raised feet again, but after listening carefully, he always He was bold enough to break out in a cold sweat at such a moment.

"Hey, the deceased is gone, don't be too sad, sorry."

"Uh--" He hiccupped from crying, sat up slowly, wiped the tears from his face, and smiled wryly, "I made you laugh, I couldn't hold back for a while."

"What's the matter? It's human nature. After all, those are your parents. It's too late for me to envy...Uh, I'm sorry."

"It's okay, dad couldn't figure it out for a while... It's not your fault."

"Speaking of which, how can we change it?"

"Uh, I..." I don't know either.

"Master?"

A voice came in suddenly, startling the two of them. Ling Xuan turned his head sharply, and saw the man in the daytime looking at him with puzzled and surprised expression.

"Why are you here?"

The author has something to say: Power outages are really inconvenient π_π, fortunately there is electricity now~