"Where are your parents?"

The little boy shook his head, expressing his ignorance.

Xie Fu also came here. When he was a child, he didn't like people asking about his parents. He smiled, touched the little boy's head, and turned to look at the sleeping old woman.

Seeing Xie Fu staring at his mother-in-law's face, the little boy asked, "Are you looking at the scars on my mother-in-law's face?"

Xie Fu asked politely: "How did you get injured?"

The little boy said: "It's not an injury, my mother-in-law was born like this."

Xie Fu suddenly felt that Tong Yan was naive. This was clearly a scar. How could anyone be born with such a scar?

"Others say behind my back that my mother-in-law has been inappropriate in the past, which is why she has so many scars on her face."

Xie Fu was funny: "Do you know what "indiscretion" means?"

"I know, my mother-in-law explained it to me. Big fool, do you look down on my mother-in-law like others?"

Xie Fu shook his head: "No."

"Why?"

Xie Fu said: "To raise such a filial and sensible child like you, I guess your mother-in-law should be a reasonable person."

The little boy said happily: "I think my mother-in-law is also very good, she is the best person in the world."

Xie Fu smiled knowingly.

The two were chatting, and the old woman woke up leisurely and called weakly: "Xiao Wen, Xiao Wen..."

The little boy immediately threw himself on the old woman: "Mother-in-law, I'm here..."

"Just come back and my mother-in-law won't beat you."

"Mother-in-law, I really didn't steal any money. I brought that fool here and he can testify for me."

The old woman looked around and found someone in front of the bed. Her eyes were dim and she could not see clearly.

Xie Fu said with a smile: "Old lady, you have misunderstood the child. This tael of silver was indeed given to him by me."

"Sir, you..."

Xie Fu laughed at himself: "Things are exactly as the child said. Otherwise, why would he call me a fool?"

"Sir, I haven't met someone like you for a long time. Sir, you are kind-hearted and virtuous. Please pay me my respects."

The child didn't understand the reason. How could the adults understand? The old woman stood up as she spoke.

Xie Fu quickly declined: "Old lady, you don't have to be like this. It's such a trivial matter. I can't afford your visit."

"Thank you sir."

Xie Fu laughed: "It's not a big deal, old lady, I'll leave first."

This laughter was as hearty as the sun, which inexplicably made people dispel the chill. The old woman always felt that this laughter was a bit familiar, as if she had heard it somewhere, and she was thinking about it, so that Xie Fu left without saying goodbye.

"gentlemen……"

When he came back to his senses, he realized that the other party had left.

"Mother-in-law, this idiot has left."

The old woman scolded: "Xiao Wen, this gentleman is not a fool. He is kind-hearted and virtuous. Doing good deeds and getting fame and profit is a yang virtue. Doing good deeds with fame and no fame and no profit is a yin virtue."

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"Mother-in-law, what's the difference between yang virtue and yin virtue?"

The old woman smiled and said: "Seek to gain Yang virtue, and seek to fulfill Yin virtue."

"Mother-in-law, this gentleman left a few taels of silver. Isn't it considered a virtuous thing?"

"Forget it, Xiaowen helps me up, and we'll see this gentleman off."

An old man and a young man came to the door and looked at the figure walking away. Although it was far away, the old woman could see it clearly.

That step, that broadness, that demeanor, that upright back appeared again and again in the old woman's dreams, her heart trembled as if she had been hit by an arrow, her whole body trembled, and she exclaimed in surprise.

"Mother-in-law, what's wrong?"

The old woman quickly chased after her, but her old body only ran a few steps before falling to the ground.

"Mother-in-law."

The little boy hurriedly stepped forward to help him, but found that his mother-in-law's eyes were red and seemed to be filled with tears: "Mother-in-law, why are you crying?" This was the first time he saw his mother-in-law cry, and he thought she wouldn't cry.

"Quick...quick..."

"What's fast?"

The old woman fainted from excitement...

Xie Fu walked around Jiancheng, went to Dengying Tower, and also went to the Su Family Auction House to inquire about some things. It was indeed as Xiao Yuer said, the Su Family Auction House is not a restaurant and inn, and does not accept ordinary people.

Moreover, he also inquired about a special situation. The Su's Auction House, which was supposed to open the next day, has been closed for a while, and the auction will be reopened three days later.

The person who inquired said that this situation had almost never happened before, which made Xie Fu feel that the Su family was preparing something, and he had a vague feeling that the auction that day must not be missed.

Although it was his first time to come to Jiancheng, Xie Fu could still feel the treacherous atmosphere of Jiancheng. People with different accents lived in Dengyinglou, and he also discovered that there were people from Beidi and Xirong.

I originally wanted to go to the Su family, but thinking that I had a special status, a big tree and attracted attention, and could easily become the focus of others, I decided to wait until the situation in Sword City was clear before showing up.

It would be best to meet Su Qianqian and have Su Qianqian introduce you to him and act in secret.

He went to the inn he had agreed with Su Qianqian, but Su Qianqian hadn't arrived yet. In order not to miss it, Xie Fu described Su Qianqian's appearance and left a letter for the shopkeeper.

At dusk, the old woman and the little boy hid together, looking at the ruined doorway from a distance.

"Xiaowen, does he really live here?"

"Mother-in-law, he really lives there. If you don't believe it, let's go in and find him together."

"No, I want to confirm it first."

The little boy felt that his mother-in-law had become a bit childish and strange today. His mother-in-law never cared about anything before, so why did she care so much about this idiot today: "Mother-in-law, what are you doing?"

"Maybe he is my old friend."

"Oh, I'm your friend, mother-in-law."

The old woman smiled bitterly at the corner of her old mouth. She didn't know whether she was a friend or... maybe an old friend was the most appropriate title.

The little boy asked in confusion: "Mother-in-law, shouldn't your friend be an old man?"
Chapter completed!