The short-lived ghost of the Xie family has lived a long life

Chapter 169 It's You
In the quiet courtyard, candles have been lit.

Ji Lingchuan limped in wearing an unknown gray robe and gray wet hair.

Behind him, Xie Zhifei took out a banknote from his arms and handed it to the escorting Jin Yiwei.

Jin Yiwei took it without any politeness, chatted with the third master for a few words with a smile, and then turned and left.

Li Buyan nodded to Yan Sanhe, "I'll be watching outside."

After Xie Zhifei waited for her to walk out of the yard, he closed the wooden door and leaned back, lazily leaning against the wooden door.

One mile, one outside, two people, two barriers;

A secluded square courtyard;

What a safe place to transform thoughts and demons.

Yan Sanhe looked at Xie Zhifei's half-conscious side face, and his mind wandered a little.

There seem to be several layers of skin hanging on this man's face. If you peel off one layer, it will be Xie Dandan, and if you peel off another layer, it will be Xie Renjing. What if you continue to peel it off...

What will it be?
While her thoughts were wandering, Ji Lingchuan had already walked up to her, "Miss Yan, my son..."

"Not dead yet, still breathing!"

Ji Lingchuan felt that the blood all over his body was heating up, and he asked with a flattering look on his face.

"Now that the old lady's wish has been found, then, don't delay, let's start solving the demon!"

"Not urgent."

Yan Sanhe looked at him seriously.

Pei Mingting said that among Mrs. Ji's many children, Ji Lingchuan looked the most like her, and one could tell whose son he was at a glance.

"Ji Lingchuan, tell me something about the old lady that you remember the most and will never forget until you die."

Ji Lingchuan was stunned for a moment, "Is this related to reconciling the old lady's inner demons?"

Yan Sanhe said nothing and only looked at him coldly.

Ji Lingchuan felt uncomfortable when she saw him, and what was even more uncomfortable was thinking about the old lady.

What is there to think about?
Ji's mansion is so big that he used to live in his aunt's courtyard, and then lived alone in the east courtyard as an adult. The arrogant and pampered uncle of the Ji family has been trained as the next generation head of the family since he was a child.

She is just a concubine of her father, who lives in the back house without leaving the house. She is only qualified to show up in the Ji Mansion during the holidays.

Occasionally when their eyes meet, he raises his head and she lowers her head. This is a taboo.

When did you have an impression of her?
Ji Lingchuan was slightly stunned. He couldn't remember. It seemed that his aunt was seriously ill and she came to take care of her...

Correct!
She spent ten of the twelve hours a day in front of his aunt's mother's bed. Only then did he pay attention to his father's concubine.

That day he and his second brother came in to pay their respects to their aunt-in-law.

My aunt was leaning on the bed and was being consulted by the imperial doctor. The imperial doctor examined her for a long time and after considering the prescription, he handed it to her.

She sent the doctor away, and when she came in again, she had a barrel in her hand.

My aunt was bedridden and her feet had begun to swell. The imperial doctor told her that she should soak her feet with medicine every day to activate blood circulation and reduce swelling.

She helped her aunt sit up, helped her move her feet into the bucket, squatted down, put her hands into the water, and gently massaged the acupuncture points on her feet.

While she was working with her head down, her aunt called him and her second brother over, and asked what the teacher had taught her today, and he memorized the book in a measured tone.

"The way of a university is to be virtuous, to be close to the people, and to be good..."

He memorized it very well, not a single word was wrong. His aunt nodded happily and asked him: "What does Mingde mean?"

He thought for a while, raised his head and said——

"Mingde refers to the inherent benevolence, which is also the heart of heaven and earth. The heart of an innocent person is also the heart of a gentleman. A gentleman can see all living beings, be compassionate, and give birth to Buddha nature without losing his innocent heart."

After hearing this, his aunt nodded repeatedly and praised him for his good reading and thorough understanding. She also ordered two sets of pens, ink, paper and inkstones to be brought as rewards to him and his second brother.

After receiving the reward, he took his second brother and went there happily. No one glanced at the bucket. No one knew that this humble and lowly concubine was actually the biological mother of the two brothers.Until his aunt's death, she called him and his second brother to tell the truth...

The second brother was still young and was confused after hearing what he said, but Ji Lingchuan felt that the sky was about to fall.

The dignified Uncle Ji Mansion was actually the son of a concubine. What would others think of him if word spread?

What if his father remarries and gives birth to a legitimate son in the future? How will he survive?

He never expected that his aunt had arranged all the escape routes for the two brothers...

That's why he was grateful and respectful to Mr. Zhang throughout his life, and also had disdain and neglect for Mr. Hu.

"A year ago, it was also this month. Her health was no longer good, and her mind was confused. She forgot everything she said to her."

Ji Lingchuan's voice was slightly choked.

"The imperial doctor came to me that day and told me that the old lady still had a few months at most, so we could start preparing for the funeral.

My second brother and I had actually prepared her funeral arrangements for a long time. The second brother felt that she could not be buried with her father and felt guilty, so he took me to see her. "

When Ji Lingchuan said this, a few tears squeezed out of his cloudy eyes.

"It was evening when she went there, but the sun was still shining. She was sitting on a wicker chair, basking in the last bit of sunshine, and next to her stood Mother Chen, who was peeling oranges for her.

Just as our two brothers were about to walk over, she suddenly started to recite each word one by one——

"Mingde refers to the inherent benevolence, which is also the heart of heaven and earth. The heart of an innocent person is also the heart of a gentleman. A gentleman can see all living beings, be compassionate, and give birth to Buddha nature without losing his innocent heart."

When Ji Lingchuan said this, he paused slightly.

"I didn't react, but my second brother turned to me and said, 'Brother, why do these words sound so familiar? I seem to have heard them somewhere.'

After he reminded me like this, I remembered that the old lady actually remembered the annotations I made in front of my aunt, and every word... was correct. "

"The old lady has lived for sixty-eight years. You have called her mother since she was ten years old. There are too many little things in the life of mother and son for so many years..."

Yan Sanhe looked at him, "Why do you remember this incident so deeply?"

Ji Lingchuan's heart trembled.

Yes, why am I so obsessed with this one thing?

Yan Sanhe's eyes moved half an inch forward.

“Because she was illiterate, she didn’t understand the meaning of the annotation at all, but not only did she remember it, she remembered it for the rest of her life;

Because she is old and does not remember many things, but she only remembers your words. "

Ji Lingchuan's tears fell down and he nodded while choking.

He had no words to describe the feeling at that moment, as if someone had stabbed him hard in the heart.

The pain is unstoppable.

How could she remember it?

Why should she remember this?
What's the use of remembering this?

"Ji Lingchuan, you heard me clearly."

Yan Sanhe stretched out his hand and grabbed his front, his eyes fierce and cold.

"The old lady still has half of her inner demons, it's you!"

"How could it be me?"

Ji Lingchuan pushed Yan Sanhe violently and screamed.

"How could it be me? Impossible, impossible, absolutely impossible!"

(End of this chapter)