I just want to repair a flute [Martial Arts]

Anyway, after some pleasantries with the uncles, Yuan Suiyun finally returned to his room and asked Yun Chuxiu to help him with the injury on his back. The latter carefully cut open his clothes with scissors, took a look, and his face changed: "No wonder you refused to let me apply medicine, your father should really come in to see."

Yuan Suiyun smiled and asked him, "What's the harm in letting him take a look?"

Yun Chuxiu curled his lips: "Let him see - your wounds have healed!" Fortunately, he was worried that the wounds would stick to the clothes and would hurt him if he pulled them off forcefully. As a result, he saw that the whip marks on his back had already stopped bleeding and scabbed. Although the dense whip marks on his fair skin looked a little scary, generally speaking, removing scars is much easier than healing wounds.

"Alas, how could I have thought that you would be so obedient and not do anything?" Yun Chuxiu sighed. "Your father is so pitiful."

Looking at his appearance in the ancestral hall just now, he clearly didn't dare to look at Yuan Suiyun even for a second. He must be heartbroken about the serious injury on his son's back, right?
But his son is indeed a scary character who has planned everything for himself!

Yuan Suiyun raised his eyebrows at him and asked, "So, are you going to tell my father about this?"

Yun Chuxiu thought about it, then leaned on his shoulder and discussed with him: "I think we should call Yaoyao over, and put some powder and makeup on you tomorrow morning. I guarantee that you will look weak and delicate..."

"You're going to help me cheat?"

"There's nothing I can do about it. Of course I like you more than your father!" Yun Chuxiu stretched out his hand and hooked his chin, answering with a smile, but secretly complaining in his heart that he was afraid that Yuan Dongyuan could not stand any more trouble recently. For the sake of his health, he should stop provoking him.

If you are not stupid or deaf, you don’t want to be an old man!

Fortunately, in the next few days, the people who came to visit Yuan Suiyun in his room were not his father and uncles, but his cousins ​​who received the news and rushed over from all over the place, so they didn't have to spend more energy to make up their lies. Some of them treated Yun Chuxiu coldly, some simply ignored him, but there were also people who wished them well and sincerely hoped that they could grow old together and never separate. The various attitudes really opened Yun Chuxiu's eyes as he lacked relatives.

"No wonder people say that when there are too many people at home, accidents are more likely to happen." After helping Yuan Suiyun apply medicine that day, he sighed. "Old Yuan, when you were at home, what kind of mood did you feel every time you faced these people?"

"Hmm." Yuan Suiyun lay on his side on the bed, following his words, pretending to think. After a while, he lazily replied, "It's human nature."

Yun Chuxiu asked, "Even the fact that they sincerely hope that you will not have any children or grandchildren, is this also a common attitude of relatives?"

Yuan Suiyun smiled and asked back, "Strange, this can be said by anyone, but not by you. Since my biological father can sell his son to a brothel for money, then my cousins ​​will naturally hope that I will have no children or grandchildren, or even hope that I will die, so that they will have a chance to become the real owner of Wuzheng Villa. What's so strange about this? In front of your own interests, the interests of others always seem less important, don't they?"

"Yes, after all, if a man does not work for himself, he will be punished by heaven and earth. However, there are good people in the world." Yun Chuxiu answered casually while playing with her long hair. Because, after seeing Yuan Suiyun, a female knight took him to the garden and asked him with concern whether he really wanted to stay in Wuzheng Villa. If someone forced him behind his back, she would say goodbye to Yuan Dongyuan on his behalf and then personally send him off.

Yuan Suiyun immediately understood who he was talking about: "Cousin Tangxi is a good person, but unfortunately, she is not suitable for this world."

"You don't like her temperament?"

"It's human nature." Yuan Suiyun repeated his previous answer. "Good people are always vulnerable to being hurt, but they can easily forgive those who hurt them, because they are always harsh on themselves, but very tolerant of others. But in my opinion, such tolerance is meaningless... Anyway, her pride has not been broken by anyone."

He noticed that Yun Chuxiu turned his head and looked at him curiously with his big, lively eyes. It was as if a flower had suddenly blossomed on his face. He couldn't help but ask him, "What's wrong? Don't you recognize me all of a sudden?"

"That's not the case. It's just that I didn't realize until just now that you are indeed someone else's cousin." Yun Chuxiu smiled and leaned over to kiss his eyes. "My senior brother Yun Wuxin is also a kind-hearted person. In fact, sometimes I also feel that his kindness is useless... But he likes it, so let's do it! It seems that you and your cousin have a good relationship."

"Ha, actually, I have a good relationship with everyone. After all, they are all my family." Yuan Suiyun replied gently. "——Otherwise, how could they have survived to this day?"

Yun Chuxiu: “…” Well, it’s better not to have too high expectations of Lao Yuan’s character.

However, on the second day, an unexpected guest came to Wuzheng Villa, which put an end to the whole thing. When this person entered the villa, Yuan Dongyuan personally stood at the gate of the villa to greet him, took his hand, and led him all the way into the house. He couldn't hide his joy and said: "In a blink of an eye, you haven't been to Wuzheng Villa for more than ten years... Yu Bo, if you were coming, why didn't you tell me earlier? That way, I could go to the gate of Taiyuan City to greet you."

"Brother Yuan, it's because you always wait for me outside Taiyuan City that I dare not tell you in advance. Otherwise, if you get sick from exhaustion, wouldn't I be ashamed?" The man said as he took off the hood of his cloak, revealing a gentle and amiable face. It was Sun Yubo. Behind him, Sun Jian was holding a sword. Although he tried his best to remain calm, he still couldn't hide his anxiety. "The last time I came to Guanzhong, it was to congratulate Suiyun on her full moon. Time flies so fast. Wuzheng Villa has changed a lot." "In this world, there is nothing that remains unchanged." Yuan Dongyuan patted his shoulder, asked him to sit down on the guest seat, and ordered the servants to serve good tea. "More than ten years ago, when you came to Wuzheng Villa, I accompanied you to drink for most of the night! Now, I can only treat you to tea."

"There's nothing wrong with drinking tea. We're all old now, and nowadays, the world is dominated by young people." The old man picked up the tea bowl, took a sip, and comforted him, "Brother Yuan, you can easily look down on all of us in this matter, so why bother about it?"

Yuan Dongyuan knew that he was talking about how his son was surprisingly good among his peers. In the past, this was his favorite topic, and he could talk about it for days and nights. But he didn't want to answer this question at this moment, so he changed the subject and said to Sun Yubo, "You came at the right time. Most of my family members are in the villa, so it's a good opportunity for me to meet you. All these years, Old Seven has been away, and it's thanks to you that I've taken care of him."

"No, I dare not say that I can take care of the Soul-Breaking Sword." Sensing his resistance, the old man stopped beating around the bush. He has always been a very considerate and patient friend, and would never do anything that would displease his friends. "However, Wen Jing and Jing Gen are fine, you know me, I really don't get along with your other two brothers."

"It's okay, it's okay. You have come from afar and are my most important guest. No matter who it is, he can't make you unhappy, otherwise, I will make him unhappy!" Yuan Dongyuan smiled and felt that meeting him was the only good thing that happened in recent days. Many feelings that were difficult to express in letters could finally be expressed to his good friend in person!

However, although the old man was happy to accompany him to drink tea and chat, and listen to him confide his inner troubles, Sun Jian did not have the patience. He felt uneasy when he thought of the news reported by the spies on the road. Seeing that the two elders had no intention of talking about Yuan Suiyun, he couldn't help coughing twice and said righteously: "Uncle Yuan, my father and I brought a lot of things from Jiangnan for you and Suiyun, but they are all good things. Otherwise, I will give them to Suiyun first!"

Yuan Dongyuan didn't know what to say, so he smiled and agreed. After watching him leave, he said to the old man, "It's rare to find a child as loyal and righteous as Sun Jian in the martial arts world nowadays. Uncle Yu has a good son."

"He is just a blockhead, he can't even talk in a roundabout way, how can he compare to Suiyun, who is worry-free." The old man shook his head. "For the past ten years, I have always envied your child, how come now, the opposite is true?"

"Humph, worry-free? It's already this time, why do you have to comfort me?" Yuan Dongyuan smiled bitterly, supporting his forehead with one hand, and said helplessly. "At least, Sun Jian is still willing to listen to you. Now, I'm afraid Suiyun won't listen to anything I say."

"No, if he didn't care about your opinion, he wouldn't have told you all those things." The old man said softly, picking up the teacup he had placed on the table and putting it into his clenched hands. "It's because he couldn't stand your avoidance that he had to let you know!"

"Can you understand him?"

"You know me. I hate betrayal and concealment. If he were my child, I would hate him not telling me anything." The old man said. "As long as I can say it, it means trust. As long as he still believes in me, then everything can be discussed."

Yes, if one cannot tell the truth to his biological father, who he has a deep affection for, then how terrible such a person would be! Although he did not want to admit it, Yuan Dongyuan did feel a sense of comfort from the bottom of his heart. He glanced at Sun Yubo and could not help but interrupted: "Originally, I should not say this in front of you... You have already met that Master Yun, how do you feel?"

"Very pretty. If a pretty kid like him is not smart enough, he will definitely cause a lot of trouble in this world." The old man couldn't help laughing when he said this. "However, he is not only very smart, but also has good luck, which is a bit beyond my expectations. Although I shouldn't say this in front of you, I still like him very much."

Yuan Dongyuan didn't mind. After all, he always knew that the old man was very calm in front of his friends.

"I told Qiao Ren before that I always felt that he and you were somewhat similar." He exhaled and said slowly. "It's not about your appearance, but your temperament... When you face troubles, you always seem to be calm and take it for granted, as if you can accept it no matter what happens..."

He shook his head in amusement: "I still want to be your close friend, so I won't hide anything from you. He is not an annoying little guy."

"That's probably because it's not easy to be disliked by you." The old man teased. Then, his expression suddenly became serious, and he looked directly into Yuan Dongyuan's eyes and said, "I won't hide it from you. I came to Guanzhong not just for Suiyun's matter. Originally, I should support all your decisions wholeheartedly, but before that, I have something to ask Mr. Yun."

If he said that he had come all the way to Wuzheng Villa just to lobby for himself and his son, Yuan Dongyuan himself would not believe it. But with King Wanpeng around, his old friend was unwilling to leave Jiangnan easily. What on earth had prompted him to make the decision he had made?
Yuan Dongyuan thought about this and asked with concern: "Yu Bo, is there anything I can do for you? Just tell me."

"No, it's nothing serious." Anyway, since we're already here, there's no need to rush. The old man patted his friend's arm soothingly and said to him with a smile.

"You just need to lend me your garden so that Mr. Yun and I can have a quiet conversation for a while. That's enough."

(End of this chapter)