brother reborn

"City Master, I always feel that there is something wrong with that kid Baiyin."

Yin Li sat at the head, holding a cup of tea in his hand, and listened expressionlessly.

Xu Laosan licked the corner of his mouth, but did not get a response, so he continued to say dryly: "He is obviously from the Bai family, but he doesn't seem to hate us at all, and he is very polite to me, and I look forward to you visiting him in another courtyard. According to the servant, he never cared about the people in the dungeon, and he didn't even ask a question about his own mother."

On the other hand, Mrs. Mu, since Yin Li promised to fulfill her wish, on the day Yin Li left the other courtyard, the guards took the initiative to tell Mrs. Mu that your son was blessed by the city lord last night. It should be very refreshing to hear the sound.

No matter how angry, humiliated and miserable Mu was, the guard only sneered, told her about Baiyin's recent situation, and then left.

Yin Li still didn't respond, he only held the teacup, his eyes were a little empty.

Xu Laosan looked at the city lord for a long time, followed the other person's eyes, and saw that the seat beside Yin Li had always been Yin Cheng's seat, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

It has been more than three months, and the city lord has always been in this distraught appearance. Although he has not made any mistakes in major matters, and has never shown any clues in front of outsiders, but in front of his confidants, Yin Li did not hide it. San was moved by the trust, but also couldn't bear it.

Rather than that, it would be a good thing for the city lord to go to Baiyin to vent his anger.

Xu Laosan hesitated and said: "That Baiyin...has spent a lot of time tidying up the other courtyard, and now the courtyard he lives in is quite beautiful."

Yin Li still didn't respond.

Xu Laosan continued his efforts: "I paid attention when I left, the city lord, do you think it's strange, that Baiyin actually planted dandelions and camellias all over the yard."

Yin Li's gaze finally moved, and he looked at Youngest Xu.

Xu Laosan saw that there was something interesting, and hurriedly said: "Tell me, how did he know what flowers our young master and wife like? Is this a coincidence? Also, he probably didn't know me, but he called me Adjutant Xu when he left .”

Yin Li's consciousness seemed to be pulled back at last, his empty expression slowly changed, he frowned and said: "He can't speak, check it out."

"I asked several doctors to go to see it, but they all said that the voice has already recovered, and there is nothing unusual." Xu Laosan said, "I also asked the guards to deliberately use Mu's words. According to Mu's meaning, Baiyin can speak , and probably don’t know sign language either. But maybe, Mu said that she had invited many gentlemen for Bai Yin, who couldn’t go out, and Bai Yin learned a lot of things, maybe she had learned sign language too.”

Yin Li put down his teacup, and his eyes fell on Yin Cheng's position, his eyes were a little deep.

After a while, Xu Laosan thought that Yin Li was in a daze again, then Yin Li stood up and said, "Make arrangements, I will go there at night."

Xu Laosan hurriedly said: "Yes!"

When Yin Cheng heard that Yin Li would come over for dinner at night, his mood suddenly jumped up. He directly ignored the problem that he would have nothing to eat when Yin Li came. After cleaning several times, I went to the garden to water and pull weeds, so that the small courtyard was well organized.

The servant saw his actions and was even more puzzled.Later, he felt that Baiyin probably wanted to climb up to the city lord, not only to save his life, but also to live a good life. For this reason, he did not hesitate to abandon the family. His heart is really not ordinary.

The servant felt that this was the only way to explain it, so he looked down on Baiyin even more.

When the sun went down and the night gradually fell, Yin Cheng found lanterns and hung them on the trees and under the eaves in the yard. The whole courtyard was immediately covered by dim and warm light. Yin Cheng stood in front of the garden, waiting for his elder brother. One side is a little nervous.

Brother, how are you?Are you tired these days?Have you eaten well?Will you lose weight?Are you sick?Did you sleep well?

During the time when his mother passed away, the elder brother was always unable to sleep peacefully, his face was ashen, so he simply hugged the pillow and quilt and squeezed into the elder brother's bed, just like when he was a child, he fell asleep with the elder brother, and he had to watch the elder brother fall into a deep sleep before he could give up .

After three or four days in a row, the elder brother was finally able to fall asleep smoothly, but he was not forced to leave. He stayed with the elder brother for several months before he was finally driven back to his courtyard by the elder brother on the grounds that it was hot.

He waited nervously and expectantly, until there was the sound of steady footsteps outside the courtyard door, a smile unconsciously hung on his face, and he greeted him.

The moment Yin Li stepped into the gate of the courtyard, what he saw was this scene - the young man who was hurt by him and should have hated him greeted him with a smile on his face. The hanging lanterns, like little warm stars, were blown by the wind and swayed gently.

The orange light filled the courtyard and the young man.There seemed to be a layer of crystal icing on his long black hair, and his black and white eyes reflected a slight smile, which could not be faked at all.

The moment Yin Li was stunned, Baiyin had already arrived in front of him.

The boy stretched out his hand and gestured—City Lord Yin, have you eaten yet?

Yin Li came back to his senses, moved his throat with difficulty, and shook his head.

Apart from his appearance, Yin Li is all too familiar with such movements, such smiles, and such eyes.

It is hardly necessary to recall carefully, but every time Yin Cheng waited for him to return late, he would come up to him with a smile like this, and ask him in sign language: Brother, have you eaten yet?

The sockets of Yin Li's eyes turned red instantly, don't hold back at first, and then strode in.

Yin Cheng naturally followed behind.

The servant ordered someone to serve, Yin Li stood in front of the garden and looked around: "Do you like dandelions and camellias?"

Yin Cheng was stunned for a moment, feeling a little guilty in his heart.

It was really lonely for him to stay here alone, so he wanted to use everything he was familiar with to comfort and accompany him.

The camellias that his mother liked, and the dandelions he had planted in the city lord's mansion, were just trivial things, and he did them subconsciously, but thinking about it now, wouldn't this stimulate the elder brother who missed his relatives again?

He didn't think Yin Li would doubt his identity just because of a coincidence.After all, the Yin family doesn't believe in ghosts and gods. There are many such coincidences in the world, and they can't prove anything.

Yin Cheng gestured awkwardly - yes, I like it very much.

Yin Li nodded, but didn't say anything. He took off his coat and handed it to the servant, unbuttoned two buttons of his shirt with one hand, rolled up his sleeves, and sat down with great determination.

He was wearing military boots, which made his calves slender, and he stepped on the floor with thick soles. Yin Cheng was familiar with footsteps that only belonged to his eldest brother.

Yin Cheng was happy in his heart, and he couldn't help showing it on his face. He waited for the dishes to be served before he gestured - I heard that these are the things the city lord likes to eat, so I specially asked them to cook them.

Although the servants didn't want to talk to Baiyin, they couldn't neglect the city lord.It's just strange why Bai Yinxiang knows the city lord's preferences better than the servants like them.

Yin Li glanced at the dishes, his eyes suddenly darkened, and he froze with the chopsticks in his hand.

It took a long time before he picked up the chopsticks to pick up the food, and began to eat slowly.

Yin Cheng's heart skipped a beat, thinking that there was something wrong with this dish, or Yin Li would ask himself why he knew what he liked to eat.

Unexpectedly, Yin Li didn't ask anything, and just ate in silence.

Yin Cheng pursed his lips, so he had no choice but to pick up the chopsticks and start eating, but he didn't realize that Yin Li's gaze had already fixed on him the moment he put down the chopsticks.

The meal ended strangely, Yin Li drank mouthwash tea, did not suddenly get angry like the previous two times, but stood up and walked around the house.

Yin Cheng was puzzled, so he had to follow him honestly.

For three months, Yin Cheng always found something to do: practice calligraphy, read books, draw pictures, play chess...

These are things he likes to do on weekdays, but fortunately, there is no shortage of these things in this other courtyard, so he can find them all by himself without bothering others.

Yin Li glanced over the book one by one, and then picked up the paintings and words he rolled aside to read.

Yin Cheng didn't realize it at first, but later he realized something was wrong, so he rushed forward to grab the calligraphy and painting.

Other coincidences are easy to talk about, but the handwriting and painting style can't be fooled!

In a hurry, Yin Cheng snatched the calligraphy and painting away, but Yin Li squeezed them so tightly that the calligraphy and painting were torn in half.

Yin Cheng broke out in a cold sweat, and Yin Li looked at him with heavy eyes: "You also practice thin gold?"

Yin Cheng nodded.

Holding half of the calligraphy and painting, Yin Li took a step towards Yin Cheng, his eyes were as deep as a cold pool, and he couldn't see any waves: "You also like painting peonies?"

Yin Cheng nodded stiffly.

Yin Li held up the calligraphy and painting in front of him: "You also learned from Beiyuan Qingzijin?"

Yin Cheng froze suddenly.

Qing Zijin is a contemporary master, especially famous for calligraphy and painting. Yin Cheng likes to write and paint when he has nothing to do. In order to make him happy, Yin Li specially invited Qing Zijin to be a teacher at a high price to teach Yin Cheng calligraphy and painting skills.Fortunately, Yin Cheng was talented. Although Qing Zijin didn't like being in the army, he liked this quiet student.

Although Yin Cheng's later calligraphy and paintings had his own style, the traces of his master's teaching still existed at first, and those who are familiar with him can see it at a glance.

Yin Cheng opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

Yin Li looked at him firmly: "Where did you learn these things? Did you do it on purpose?"

Yin Cheng didn't know how to explain, it was wrong to explain, and it was wrong not to explain.

Yin Li threw away the calligraphy and painting: "Dandelion? Camellia? My favorite dish? Slim gold characters? Peony flower?"

Yin Li sneered, turned out all the calligraphy and paintings, and tore them up one by one: "I really underestimated you, I should know, even if you have been bedridden all year round and have not entered the Bai family, you are still Bai Xiongfei's flesh and blood. You, like Bai Xiongfei, are cunning, changeable, deep-minded, and calculating everywhere! And your mother, she is good at calculating people's hearts, otherwise how can you climb the high branch of Bai Xiongfei? Tell me, your mother taught you What? Teach you how to capture a man's heart?"

Yin Cheng shook his head blankly, he never expected that things would turn out like this.

Yin Li turned his head and roared at him: "Say it! Tell it! How did you learn it! Don't tell me? Okay!"

Yin Li pulled out the gun from his waist and put it directly on the boy's temple: "I'll kill you right now! Let Mrs. Mu know what will happen if you pretend to be smart!"

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It's almost sweet (╯3╰)