After the divorce, I became a mountain god

Chen Shishi watched her younger brother start to work, and she also helped him to clear the weeds.

It took the two of them about an incense stick of time to clear a narrow path from the gate to the room inside.

It’s not that Yan Xiaojiu is not good at work, but their yard is really big. After all, they were considered a wealthy family back then!
Finding the room where she once lived with her parents, Chen Shishi opened the dilapidated door with a heavy heart.

The old door hinges made a harsh creaking sound, and instantly a stale and decayed smell filled the air. It was broad daylight, but the house was dimly lit, as if shrouded in a layer of haze.

Only sparse light shines through the torn window paper and falls on the mottled ground, forming irregular spots of light, just like the scars left by time.

The white ash on the walls had already fallen off, revealing the gray walls inside, scattered randomly on the ground and mixed with the thick dust on the ground.

Walking into the inner room, I saw a tattered wooden bed lying in the corner of the room. The carvings on the headboard had long since become blurred, leaving only some broken outlines. The bedding on the bed was already in tatters, with the cotton wool inside scattered on the bed.

In a corner beside the bed, an old dressing table stood quietly. The mirror had long been dull and could no longer reflect a person's appearance. The comb, rouge box and other items on the table were also covered with thick layers of dust.

The whole room was filled with a desolate atmosphere and a dilapidated scene that made people feel sad, just like Chen Shishi's current mood.

That’s right, seeing the old scene, the mood of Chen Shishi and Yan Xiaojiu is just like this dilapidated house. The most difficult thing in the world to let go is not that things and people have changed, but that things and people have changed!
Chen Shishi raised her hand and gently stroked the worn-out furniture. She couldn't help but feel sad. She suppressed her grief and said with a choked voice, "The furnishings in this room are still the same as they were back then. They haven't changed at all!"

The younger brother Yan Xiaojiu sighed heavily and said softly: "Yes, everything here has not changed except that it is old, but my parents will never come back. The things in your room were cleaned every day before. My parents always said that you would come back. Now you are really back, but... my parents are gone."

Chen Shishi gently patted her brother Yan Xiaojiu's shoulder and said to him softly, "An elder sister is like a mother. Don't be too sad, brother. From now on, wherever your sister is is home."

When Yan Xiaojiu heard what her elder sister Chen Shishi said, she raised her head and said to her elder sister Chen Shishi with red eyes: "Sister, I'm glad we found you, otherwise my parents would be so sad. Xiaojiu has grown up now, let Xiaojiu protect you in the future."

Chen Shishi was deeply moved by her brother's words and said with great satisfaction: "Now that we have recognized each other as siblings, we will depend on each other in the future. The spirits of our parents in heaven will surely be pleased!"

After hearing what her sister said, Yan Xiaojiu nodded heavily.

Chen Shishi continued, "Okay, brother, while it's still early, let's split up and see if we can find some clues in the old house."

Yan Xiaojiu said, "Okay, sister, I'll go to the east and west side rooms to look for it, and you look here."

Chen Shishi nodded, and then the two separated and began to look for clues.

After searching for two hours, the two found nothing, because Chen Shishi lost her life when she was very young. She only vaguely remembered what her parents looked like, but she had long forgotten everything else about her family.

So Chen Shishi said to Yan Xiaojiu: "Xiaojiu, it's not a good idea for us to keep looking like this. Do you remember if there was anyone alive back then? Maybe we can get some information from him."

After hearing what elder sister said, Yan Xiaojiu frowned and began to think deeply. After thinking for a while, Yan Xiaojiu said to elder sister: "Elder sister, I seem to remember that a housekeeper in our family left a few days before the accident because of an emergency at home. He should not have been at the scene on the day of the accident."

Chen Shishi was very happy to hear that, and asked in a vigilant manner: "What is the character of that housekeeper? Did he know that something was going to happen in our family, so he left early?"

Yan Xiaojiu pondered for a moment, shook his head gently, and said: "That butler is the butler that my parents trust the most, and he loved me very much when I was young, he should not betray us!"

After hearing what her brother Yan Xiaojiu said, Chen Shishi's eyes lit up instantly and she looked at Yan Xiaojiu and said, "Then do you know where he is from? Do you remember what he looks like?"

Yan Xiaojiu nodded and said, "I already remembered things at that time. I definitely remember his appearance and his home address, but so many years have passed. I wonder if he still lives there?"

Chen Shishi said, "It's okay. Without further ado, let's first look for the address you remember. What if there are any clues? If not, we can think of other ways."

Yan Xiaojiu nodded and said, "Okay, sister, let's go!"

The two of them walked out of the dilapidated house together, and went out of the gate and headed towards the west of the county town. Because they were anxious to find clues, they rode at full speed. About half an hour later, the brother and sister arrived at the place where the housekeeper that Yan Xiaojiu mentioned lived.

Yan Xiaojiu raised his hand and knocked on the door. When the old man in the house heard someone knocking on the door, he walked to the door with a shaky step. He looked out through the crack of the door and saw a handsome young man and a pretty girl standing outside his house. Seeing that they didn't look like bad people, the old man opened the bolt and said, "Who are you two?"

Yan Xiaojiu walked up to the old woman who opened the door and asked, "Hello, ma'am. Is this Zhao Laoshuan's home?"

The old lady saw that the two young men were very polite and could even say her husband's name. She guessed that the two might be her husband's old friends, so she looked up and asked, "Yes, who are you? How did you find this place?"

When Yan Xiaojiu and Chen Shishi heard the old lady's answer, they instantly showed a touch of joy on their faces and quickly replied: "We are the descendants of Yan Tianxing, and Zhao Laoshuan used to be the housekeeper in my house!"

After hearing what Yan Xiaojiu said, the old lady took a moment to react, and quickly invited the two into the yard. She then bolted the door and said, "Come in quickly!" After the two followed the old lady into the house, they saw a gray-haired old man sitting on a wooden chair. The old man was looking at them and asked in a questioning tone, "Who are you?"

Yan Xiaojiu looked carefully and instantly recognized that the person sitting on the wooden chair in front of him was his housekeeper Zhao Laoshuan many years ago. Yan Xiaojiu excitedly stepped forward and shook Zhao Laoshuan's hand, saying: "Butler Zhao, it's me, Yan Yixuan, the son of Yan Tianxing from the Tiger Roar Escort Agency!"

Yan Yixuan is Yan Xiaojiu's real name. After the accident in his family, in order to avoid death, he changed his surname to the homophonic "Yan" and also took a more common number in his name. Because nowadays, many children from poor families do not have proper names. Names like Zhang San, Li Si, Zhao Wu, Wang Liu, Zhu Chongqi can be seen everywhere.

The name Yan Xiaojiu seems much more low-key. Over the past ten years, he has always called himself Yan Xiaojiu. Now when his real name is mentioned, Yan Xiaojiu feels very unfamiliar.

When the old man heard what Yan Xiaojiu said, his empty eyes suddenly brightened up, and then he looked at Yan Xiaojiu carefully, and then his eyes suddenly became moist, and he said in a trembling voice: "Look alike, too much like, you are the Xiaoyi of that year! I thought that even you... I didn't expect that God would have eyes, and now you have grown up so much."

Yan Xiaojiu was very excited when she saw that Butler Zhao recognized her. She held back the tears in her eyes and said, "Yes, Uncle Zhao, it's me, and I'm still alive."

Zhao Laoshuan said with great relief: "It's good to be alive. The Yan family is finally alive!"

Yan Xiaojiu pointed at her elder sister Chen Shishi and said to Zhao Laoshuan with a little sob: "Not only that, I also found my elder sister. Look... this is my elder sister!"

Before setting off, Chen Shishi was afraid of being recognized by the people in the music hall, so she asked the mountain god to disguise her. After the disguise, her face was not beautiful, but her beautiful eyes were irresistible.

Zhao Laoshuan has worked for the Yan family for many years. He has been in the Yan family since the establishment of the escort agency. He has also seen Chen Shishi when she was a child. When she was a child, Chen Shishi's face was almost carved from the same mold as her beautiful mother. She had a very outstanding appearance. She had been a beauty since she was a child. Although she doesn't look ugly now, she is very different from her appearance when she was a child.

Zhao Laoshuan looked at Chen Shishi's unfamiliar face and wanted to ask Yan Xiaojiu if he had recognized the wrong person. However, although Chen Shishi's face was very different from that of the past, her clear eyes looked exactly the same. Besides, the young master must have had sufficient evidence to recognize this sister.

So Zhao Laoshuan said very tactfully: "When the young lady was a child, she was lively and cute. She looked just like your mother, very beautiful. Anyone who saw her couldn't help but look at her a few more times. Now she has grown up so much. It's true that girls change a lot when they grow up. Now, except that her eyes look very similar to your mother, her appearance seems to have changed a lot."

Seeing Zhao Laoshuan now, Chen Shishi's vague memories of Butler Zhao in the past suddenly became blurred. She looked at Zhao Laoshuan in front of her with a lot of friendliness and said with a smile, "Uncle Zhao, are you trying to say that I don't look like my mother?"

When Zhao Laoshuan heard what the young lady said, he quickly stood up with one foot and said, "Young lady, that's not what I meant."

Chen Shishi asked the Mountain God to change her appearance before setting off, and Yan Xiaojiu knew it, but for the sake of safety, there was no need to explain it. He just looked at his sister and they smiled at each other.

However, Zhao Laoshuan lost his balance not long after he stood up, and sat back down on the shabby wooden chair.

Seeing this, several people hurriedly supported Zhao Laoshuan to prevent him from falling.

After Zhao Laoshuan sat down, Yan Xiaojiu and Chen Shishi hurriedly asked: "Uncle Zhao, what happened to your leg?"

Zhao Laoshuan said, "Alas, I'm old and no longer useful. A few days ago, when I was stepping on the ladder to repair the hole in the roof, I accidentally stepped on empty space and fell down halfway up. Fortunately, I was lucky enough to just sprain my foot. It's not a big deal and will be fine after a while."

Chen Shishi thought about how she had sprained her ankle a few days ago and used the magic medicine given by the Mountain God. She felt much better the next day, so she said to Yan Xiaojiu, "Xiaojiu, do we still have medicine for sprains? Apply it to Uncle Zhao quickly, so he will get better faster."

Yan Xiaojiu's eyes lit up when she heard this, and she also remembered that the medicine Chen Shishi mentioned was the elixir bestowed by the Mountain God, so she immediately said, "Sister, there are still some. If you hadn't reminded me, I would have forgotten about it. It's just right to give it to Uncle Zhao."

After saying that, he took out the medicine that the mountain god had given them from his sleeve, opened the bottle cap, squatted down, and prepared to apply the medicine to Zhao Laoshuan.

When Zhao Laoshuan saw Yan Xiaojiu like this, he quickly pulled Yan Xiaojiu's arm and said embarrassedly: "Master, this is not allowed. How can I trouble you to apply medicine for me? I can do it myself."

Yan Xiaojiu said, "Uncle Zhao, you're welcome. You often took care of us when we were young, so you are our family. Besides, you don't know how to apply the medicine, so let me do it."

This bottle of Yunnan Baiyao was given by the Mountain God. There is no such thing in the bonsai world. Zhao Laoshuan looked at the medicine in Yan Xiaojiu's hand and found that it was very novel. He really didn't know how to use it, so he said, "That's really troublesome, young master."

Then he turned up his trouser legs to expose the sprained part. Yan Xiaojiu shook the bottle of Yunnan Baiyao spray a few times and sprayed it evenly on Zhao Laoshuan's sprained part. Worried that the drug was not effective enough, he thoughtfully twisted the bottle cap and poured out some more medicine for a second application. Because the sister's ankle was sprained before, it got much better after applying the medicine, so they also summed up some experience in using medicine.

After finishing all this, Yan Xiaojiu screwed the bottle cap on and placed it on his sleeve. He smiled and said to Zhao Laoshuan, "Uncle Zhao, you will feel much better in a while."

Zhao Laoshuan said gratefully, "Master, Miss, thank you so much! I really feel a little better now! Such a magical medicine! I, an old man, have really learned a lot today. By the way, this medicine looks quite strange."

The medicines prescribed in the pharmacy in Bonsai World Dajingchao are generally wrapped in kraft paper. Although some special pills are also packed in bottles, they are also porcelain bottles.

Just now, because Yan Xiaojiu was applying medicine to him, Zhao Laoshuan was too nervous to pay special attention to the outer packaging of the medicine. Now he was surprised to find that the medicine was so effective. He subconsciously took a look and found that the packaging of the medicine was very different. (End of this chapter)