Jiang Men Daughter-in-law

Near noon, Wen Xian arrived in Luzhou City, because he didn't have time to inform here at first, Wen Xian got out of the station, took a rickshaw and went directly to Yang's house.

Fortunately, there is no one in Luzhou City who does not know the Yang family. The rickshaw heard that he went to the Yang family to meet relatives, and chatted with him along the way, pointing to the shops all over the street to introduce him.

"The tea farm over there, the freight forwarder, and the silk and satin factory over there are all owned by the Yang family. The Yang family occupies most of the wharf along the Yangtze River. The sand field and large warehouse with hundreds of square meters are owned by Yang's family. There are six or seven in the family!"

Wen Xian had heard that the Yang family was rich a long time ago, but he didn't expect it to be so rich. According to this calculation, it is true that Mr. Yang is as rich as a country!

"Sir, have you seen the archway in front? It's ten meters high. After passing the archway, we'll be there."

"is it?"

Wen Xian stretched his head to look, the towering archway with carved beams and painted buildings, the horse head wall falling down layer by layer not far away, the sloping roof, half hidden, half exposed, black and white are distinct.

The coachman asked: "You just said that you are looking for relatives. I don't know which relative is your relative from the Yang family?"

"It's not the master of the Yang family," Wen Xiandao, "it's Mr. Yang's housekeeper, Uncle Wu. I think he's a distant relative."

When the coachman heard that he was just a housekeeper, he immediately lost his mind to ask more questions and only responded with an "oh".

Ten minutes later, the car arrived outside the gate of Yang's house. The driver took Wen Xian's money, pulled the car and left, Tao Hua said: "Second Lord, wait a moment, I'll knock on the door."

Wen Xiandao: "I'll go."

Taohua nodded: "Then I'll carry your luggage for you."

Wen Xian only brought a few changes of clothes when he came this time. The luggage was not too heavy, so he didn't argue with Taohua.

The door knocker was fastened to the door studs, and there was a crisp sound after the metal collided. Not long after, the door was opened from the inside with a "squeak", and the doorman in his early twenties stuck his head out. Xian was well dressed and had an extraordinary bearing. He asked politely, "My lord, who are you looking for?"

Wen Xian smiled and said, "Brother, please call Butler Wu for me, and tell me that I am from Nanjing, and my surname is Wen."

As he said that, he also stuffed a piece of ocean for the concierge, but the concierge confiscated it, stretched out his hand and pushed it back, and only said to Wen Xian: "You are welcome, please wait a moment, I will go to find Steward Wu for you."

The concierge closed the door, and Wen Xian waited at the door with Dayang on his hands.

Tao Hua came over with the suitcase, and said to Wen Xian, "Second Master, why didn't you go to Mr. Yang directly, but Steward Wu first?"

Wen Xian threw Dayang back and said: "Butler Wu knows me, I have to talk to him first, and then let him take us to see Mr. Yang, so as not to cause trouble."

"Oh, that's it." Taohua looked at Dayang in Wen Xian's hand and said, "The concierge just now really has a backbone, you see, he doesn't even accept your money."

Wen Xian pursed his lips: "He probably... just doesn't like it."

"Huh?" Taohua looked surprised, "He doesn't like so many oceans?"

Wen Xian sighed lightly and did not speak.

After a while, the door was opened again, the door opened by the previous concierge, Wu Xianlai saw Wen Xian's face through the crack of the door, and was startled: "Young..."

"Uncle Wu." Wen Xian interrupted Wu Xianlai and smiled at him.

Wu came to understand first, and immediately changed his address: "Master Wen, is it really you? Why... why are you here? Didn't Master Biao just go back the day before yesterday?"

Wen Xiandao: "I came here because of Brother Yang's illness, Uncle Wu, can you let me see Mr. Yang?"

Wu Xianlai hesitated for a moment, then turned to Wen Xian and said, "Master Wen, please."

Wen Xian nodded, turned back to Tao Hua and said, "Follow me."

"Yes, Second Master."

Wen Xian and Wu Xianlai walked forward side by side, Wu Xianlai deliberately slowed down his pace, and said to Wen Xian in a low voice: "Miss Biao, you just said that you came because of the young master's illness? What do you mean by that? With your status, I'll see my master in a while, you, are you planning to tell him directly? And Young Master Biao, even if you come, he can't just let you come, right?"

"Uncle Wu," Wen Xian said helplessly, "You ask so many questions at once, I don't even know how to answer you."

Wu Xianlai was stunned for a moment, and said shamelessly, "Yes, I was too impatient."

Wen Xian smiled lightly and said: "I will explain to you one by one, don't be too impatient, I have already heard from Yuanzhi that my brother is suffering from tuberculosis, and Uncle Fang is trying to save him, in fact, my grandmother had this before My grandmother got it when she was young, but she didn’t die until she was nearly 80 years old. I know this disease well, so after Yuanzhi told me about it, I wanted to come here to see if I could help my brother. two."

Wu Xianlai was both surprised and delighted and said, "You... what you said is true? Your grandmother lived to be eighty?"

"Absolutely no deception," Wen Xiandao, "but I'm not too sure, the specifics will have to wait until I meet Uncle Fang."

Wu Xianlai blinked his red eyes: "No, Young Mistress Biao, it's very rare for you to have such a heart. No matter what the result is, I'll thank you in advance on behalf of my boss."

Wen Xian smiled: "Uncle Wu, you are joking, we are all a family, so why should we say thank you?"

Wu Xianlai nodded: "Yes, it's because I'm confused, it's just..."

Wen Xian looked at Wu Xianlai with a look of embarrassment on his face, and said clearly: "Uncle Wu is worried that the old man will know my real identity in a while, and he will just kick me out right away?"

Wu Xianlai looked embarrassed, it was really possible.

Wen Xian said: "So I came this time as a friend of Yuanzhi, not halfway. The important thing about Yuanzhi was that it was delayed, so it is not convenient to come here. I came here this time mainly to do my best for my brother's illness. As for other things, it will not be too late to talk about it later.”

Wu Xianlai nodded immediately: "Yes, what Young Mistress said is true, if this is the case, of course it would be great."

Wu Xian said, then sighed again: "Young Mistress, to tell you the truth, before Young Master Biao left Luzhou, he chatted with his master's family in the ancestral hall overnight. Although I don't know what they talked about, at least it proves that It's a good sign, after Master Biao left, the owner didn't say anything, but I could see that he missed Master Biao, and was always looking forward to when Master Biao would come again. Now that I know your identity, I'm afraid it's... I'm afraid it's..."

Wen Xiandao: "I know, Uncle Wu, don't worry, I hope Yuanzhi can recognize his grandfather more than you do. He doesn't have many relatives in this world. If there are a few more relatives who love him, I will be happier than anyone else."

Wu Xianlai cupped his fists at Wen Xian: "Young Mistress is righteous, I can see that you really love Young Master Biao."

Wen Xiandao: "He loves me, so naturally I love him. It should be so."

Wu Xianlai nodded, and while talking, the two had already arrived at Yang Buhuo's Langyuan.

"The master is busy with business and hasn't come back yet, young mistress, I'll take you to see my young master first. If it's not convenient for you to go in, you can hear what you talk outside." Yang Buhuo could understand the fear of being infected, so he simply let those who didn't want to go in to talk outside, so as not to make both parties feel uncomfortable.

Wen Xian naturally understood what Wu Xianlai meant, and immediately said: "How can this be done? Of course, seeing my brother is a face-to-face. What do you think?"

Wu Xian took a look at Wen Xian, stepped forward and lifted the curtain for Wen Xian himself: "Young Mistress, please."

Wen Xian nodded and asked Taohua to wait outside, while he entered the room by himself.

As soon as I entered the room, I heard a weak male voice from the inner room: "Okay, take it, I don't want to eat."

"Yes, sir."

The servant girl came out with the leftovers, met Wu Xianlai head-on, bowed her head and called out, "Butler Wu."

Butler Wu said, "Well, how's your appetite today, master?"

The servant girl said: "It's still not very good, I don't eat much."

Butler Wu sighed softly: "Understood, let's go down."

Wen Xiandao: "Wait."

Looking at the few mouthfuls of food, Wen Xian said: "Remember to boil the washed dishes and chopsticks in hot water, even if there is no meal."

The servant girl took a look at Wen Xian, but was amazed by Wen Xian's appearance, she was just a stranger, she didn't know him at all, she didn't understand why he said such a thing.

Wu Xian took a look at Wen Xian, and immediately said to the servant girl: "Just do what this Doctor Wen said, remember."

When the servant girl heard this, she turned out to be a doctor too, she hurriedly nodded and said: "Yes, I understand, I'll go right away."

As soon as the maid left, there were a few light coughs from the inner room, Yang Buhuo said in a low voice, "Is that Uncle Wu outside?"

"Yes, young master, it's me," Wu Xianlai responded, "I brought someone to see you, Doctor Wen from Nanjing City."

"Nanjing? Wen?" Yang Buhuo tried to raise his voice, "Come in, please."

"Hey!"

Wu Xianlai led Wen Xian into the back room, Yang Buhuo sat on the head of the bed, covered his mouth and nose with a handkerchief, turned his head and looked at Wen Xian, to be precise, from the moment Wen Xian entered the door, Yang Buhuo never took his eyes off him.

When the two walked around the table and chairs, Yang Buhuo came back to his senses and said to Wen Xian, "Wait a minute."

Wen Xian and Wu Xianlai stopped at the same time and looked up at Yang Buhuo.

Yang Buhuo pointed behind Wen Xian and said, "Just sit there, I have tuberculosis, so don't get too close to me."

Wen Xian was slightly stunned, looking at Yang Buhuo's pale skin and thin figure, he couldn't bear it, and replied: "Okay."

Wen Xian sat down on the round stool, Wu Xianlai stood aside and introduced to Yang Buhuo: "Young Master, this is Doctor Wen, a friend of Young Master Biao in Nanjing. Doctor Wen came here from Nanjing specially when he heard about your illness. , I hope I can help you."

"Really? It turned out to be Yuanzhi's friend," Yang Buhuo nodded and said, "Then thank you, Doctor Wen, for making this trip all the way."

Wen Xiandao: "It should."

Yang Buhuo raised his head and said to Wu Xianlai: "Uncle Wu, can I have a private chat with Dr. Wen?"

"Ah?" Wu Xian took a look at Wen Xian, and seeing that Wen Xian agreed, he said, "Okay, then you talk, I'll wait outside, young master, Doctor Wen, just call me if you need anything."

"Thank you, Steward Wu."