Rebirth 1993: I am not a white lotus

Chapter 473 Decisive Battle (2)

"Uh, this...Grandma Ziyu, I have studied food a little bit, this is not a Shanghai hairy crab." Han Xiaoxiao pointed to the Haifei crab on the table and corrected her seriously.

"What?" Yang Ziyu froze for a moment, does the crab have another name?

"This is Haifei crab. The Haifei crab is only produced in Haishi. Did you not eat it in Haishi? There is a dish of fried flying crab in Fumanlou. It tastes very delicious."

"Ahem!" Yang Ziyu glared at Han Xiaoxiao in displeasure, "It seems that Ms. Han knows a lot and has been taught."

The opening battle was temporarily reversed because of Han Xiaoxiao's seriousness, and since he was about to open the window to speak brightly, Gu Mo put three books of poetry on the table, stood up and filled Su Chengen's wine first.

"Grandpa Su, thank you for arranging for the Gu family to identify relatives with the Yang family. A few months ago, we didn't know that we had relatives in Yangzhou. As you said, since we have relatives, it would be too stingy for us not to recognize them. Please do it today." Witnesses to prove the relationship between the Gu family and the Yang family."

Gu Mo drank the wine in his glass in one gulp, picked up the three poetry collections on the table, and put them in front of Yang Ziyu.

"According to seniority, I want to call you grandma." Gu Mo laughed at himself.

"I don't know if you can bear the sound of auntie."

"What do you mean by that? I heard that you are the best among the descendants of the Gu family. I never thought that you would speak so perversely, which doesn't match the rumors?"

Gu Mo frowned, not minding Yang Ziyu's verbal attacks.

"Grandma, my grandfather suddenly has an older sister, don't allow us not to investigate your authenticity."

"Look, here is a photo. The person in the photo is also named Yang Ziyu." Gu Mo took out the photo from his coat pocket and put it on the table.

"But Yang Ziyu from Yangzhou passed away in 1963, and she is the one in this photo. Do you have anything to explain?"

Yang Ziyu, who was always holding the teacup gracefully, looked at the cold Gu Mo without changing his face.

"Sure enough, the old saying that a newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger is true."

Yang Ziyu raised her orchid finger, pinched the photo on the table and looked at it carefully, "Indeed, this is Yang Ziyu's photo, I took it in 1962, the year before my death, it's hard for you to take such an old photo I can also find it, and I am a little flattered!"

Yang Ziyu's words were no different from a magnitude [-] earthquake, causing a small panic in the dining room.After hearing her words, Yang Deshu, who came in a hurry, held his head in pain and was at a loss.

He took the same train as Gu Changdong yesterday, and what he brought to Shanghai was the semi-finished product of Youth Youth Pill that he had stolen from Song TCM's house.

Whether there is such a pill, Yang Deshu has never seen it before, but he has been with Yang Ziyu since he was a child, and he has seen her aging and youthful with his own eyes.

Every time I saw Yang Ziyu a few years younger, it was when she was the weakest and had the worst reaction. Today is exactly the situation. She can't control her emotions, and she can't deal with people who are quicker than her.

what to doThis is the Su family. After going out in a hurry, it is impossible to come in again. Wouldn't the plan that Yang Ziyu had planned for decades fall apart?
"Oh, Deshu, you're here, take a look, this is a photo of me when I was young, isn't it?"

"Old Ancestor, you read and remembered wrongly. It was your sister who died in 1963. This is her posthumous photo." Yang Deshu stepped forward bravely, with a tiny needle in his hand.

Song Man, who happened to be passing by the dining room, was caught by a flash of light that suddenly appeared, caught a glimpse of something in Yang Deshu's hand, and was taken aback for a moment.

(End of this chapter)