"Grandson pays me a greeting to my ancestors and my wife."

Jia Huan was also willing to go out of his way, kneeling on the ground paved with red bricks, and knocking three times.

He shouted in his heart: It's sunny, it hurts so much.

"Okay, okay, I'm sorry, why should I do that with such force? Get up quickly."

An old woman sitting on the soft couch on her head finally spoke after Jia Huan finished knocking.

Jia Huan shook his head, feeling a little dizzy. When he stood up, his body was still a little shaking, but in the end he stood firm.

After standing still, Jia Huan said to the fat old lady who was half asleep on the soft couch with a standard smile, and the silent wife at the lower head: "I must be sincere in paying my respects to my ancestors and my wife."

"Puff!"

Yuanyang, who was sitting cross-legged by the old lady's legs and gently knocking and massaged her legs, burst into laughter and said, "Old lady, look, aren't you a different person? When the third master got up just now, he kept the stars in his eyes."

The old lady is naturally the old lady Jia Mu Shi. When she heard the fun of Yuanyang, she couldn't help but feel happy when she recalled Jia Huan's swaying appearance just now.

"Madam" Mrs. Wang was not happy, but she still had the blank expression. Her appearance was not cold. Objectively speaking, she still felt kind-hearted, but Jia Huan looked at her face and couldn't be linked to the word "kindness" and "kindness".

Because Mrs. Wang's eyes were so quiet that it was completely quiet that people could not see her thoughts or her joys, anger, sorrows, and happiness.

Mrs. Wang looked at Jia Huan quietly and suddenly said, "Huan'er, do you really remember what happened before?"

Jia Huan realized that he was really not lying, so he nodded heavily.

Mrs. Wang looked for loopholes: "Then why do you recognize the old lady and me?"

Jia Huan looked at her sincerely and replied, "After I woke up, aunt... When my aunt knew that I didn't remember anything, the first thing I told me was to remember that the first person I respected in the mansion was the ancestor, and the second was the wife. I came to pay my respects to my ancestors and wife. I saw that my ancestors and wife were the most noble, so..."

When Mrs. Wang heard this, the corners of her eyes moved slightly. In the past, Jia Huan was incomplete in speaking in front of the old lady and her. How could she say this?

However, these words were not something that his vulgar and rude mother could teach...

After looking at the old lady Shi with a gentle and gentle smile, Mrs. Wang asked again: "Then what happened to you? Why did you suddenly fall into a coma? The doctor said he would not do anything about his body, how do you feel?"

Hearing this sentence, everyone's faces changed suddenly. Old Mrs. Shi's face became serious, and the eyes looking at Jia Huan were more scrutinized.

Jia Mu has been healthy and prosperous all her life, and her favorite is joy and auspiciousness, so she likes Jia Baoyu, who is born with jade, and also likes those white and beautiful girls.

What she dislikes the most are those evil ghosts and monsters.

Jia Huan suddenly fell into a coma without any illness. After waking up, he forgot everything before. No matter how he looked, he seemed to be infected with something dirty...

Yuanyang looked at Jia Huan with some concern.

Jia Huan looked at Mrs. Wang with clear eyes, but couldn't see anything. He thought for a while and lowered his head and said, "It's really... terrifying to say that I'm afraid that my ancestors and my wife will not believe it."

Hearing Jia Huan's words, the faces of Mrs. Shi and Yuanyang changed again. Mrs. Shi's face became more and more serious, and the worry in Yuanyang's eyes became stronger.

It’s not that Yuanyang has any intention of Jia Huan. Jia Huan is just a seven-year-old child. She is just purely kind-hearted and worried.

Because she knew too much about Jia Mu Shi and Mrs. Wang...

"Speak quickly!"

Jia Mu scolded, and grabbed Yuanyang's hand with one hand, which made her feel painful.

Jia Huan said in a deep voice: "I can't remember anything before. I only remember that the day when my eyes suddenly turned black and the person fainted. Then... I found myself in the darkness, I could see nothing and catch anything. Just when I thought I was dead, two people suddenly appeared. One was black and the other was white, and they...their tongues were so long..."

"ah!"

Everyone exclaimed in unison, looking at Jia Huan with different eyes, but there were some horror and disgust.

One is black, the other is white, and the tongue is so long. If it is not black and white impermanence, what is it?

Jia Huan continued, "The two of them locked me with iron chains, jumped and pulled me up and didn't know where to go. I was so scared that I cried and helped me. Suddenly!!"

Jia Huan's "suddenly" sounded a little suddenly, and the three people on the opposite side were shocked, but they didn't have time to annoy him because Jia Huan continued to say it again.

"Suddenly, a general wearing golden armor appeared in the darkness. He held a sword in his hand and squeaked two swords, and cut off the iron chains of the black and white men. I also vaguely heard him shouting to the two men, saying, "What kind of monsters do you dare to hurt the descendants of bloodlines, I don't understand very well. In short, he saved me."

Jia Huan said to Mrs. Jia and Mrs. Wang with great gratitude.

Mrs. Wang seemed to believe it but not believe it, and her eyes looked at Jia Huan full of doubt.

But the expression of Jia Mu's a little excited showed that she seemed to believe it. Jia Mu sat up and said in a serious tone: "Brother Huan, has that general said something to you?"

Jia Huan scratched his head when he heard this and said, "Old ancestor, I remembered this question. He did say something to me. But I think what he said is a bit strange..."

Jia Mu scolded, "Tell me quickly, I will understand if there is any weirdness."

Jia Huan reluctantly said: "Yes, my ancestor. After the golden-armored general beat the two hanged ghosts away, he looked at his grandson and shook his head. He said, "He said that he did not expect that his grandson would become such a waste. My ancestor, listen, wouldn't he curse people? If he hadn't seen him save my life, my grandson wouldn't have swallowed his anger. Whose grandson?"

Jia Mu ignored his nonsense, her hands trembled constantly, grabbed Yuanyang's hand tightly, looked at Jia Huan and said, "And what, then, what did he say?"

Jia Huan looked frustrated and continued, "My grandson defended the general, saying that I was studying in the clan school, not a vulgar warrior. Unexpectedly, the general was furious when he heard this and knocked my head hard with the back of his sword. Ah! Yes, yes, I can't remember anything, it must be the general who knocked it! This is a mess..."

"Shut up!"

Jia Mu looked stern and scolded: "How dare you scold him? If it weren't for him, how could you be such a bastard?"

Jia Huan timidly and whispered: "Yes, my ancestors and grandson were just confused for a moment, so he shouldn't be ignorant of loyalty and righteousness."

Jia Mu snorted and said, "Starting and stopping are loyalty and righteousness, and filial piety. Forget it, you continue to say, and I will explain it to you clearly after you finish speaking, you don't understand."

Jia Huan looked "confused" and "uncomprehensible", but he still had to listen to Jia Mu's words and continued: "The general of the Golden Armor said that my family started with martial arts, and the wealth of the whole family originated from martial arts. How could he have vulgar words? Do you dare to forget your ancestors in counting the dictionaries? Then... Then he scolded his grandson and mocked me for being a elm-worn head, saying that I could not get a scholar even after I had been studying for a hundred years, and I could just recognize words when I could learn.

The grandson was not convinced and told him that there were elders in the family who had been Jinshi, and that the eldest brother was also a scholar. The general of Jinjia said that the one who could win the toad palace in my family would only look at the next generation of Lan Gui Qifang. As for you, if you go to practice martial arts, there is still a glimmer of hope. In the future, you can still guard the house and guard the ancestral temple. If you go to school, it will be futile."

When Jia Mu heard this, she looked sad and looked straight at Jia Huan without saying a word. Although her eyes were looking at Jia Huan, her eyes did not condense, and she didn't know where to go.

After looking at Jia Mu, Mrs. Wang narrowed her eyes slightly, and then said to Jia Huan: "Huan'er, isn't this a fooling word for you to quit school, right?"

Jia Huan ordered 10,000 bad reviews for her in his heart, but said in fear: "Madam, how dare I deceive my ancestors and wives? Even if I have the courage to cheat, I will not be able to escape the eyes of my ancestors and wives."

Mrs. Wang was not that easy to pass on and said, "Then tell me, what is the general of the golden armor like?"

When Jia Huan heard this, he stumbled slightly. He really didn't know how to describe it. His mind was flying. Just when he didn't know how to continue to fool him, he saw the curtain of the small hanging flower door beside him being lifted up, and two half-year-old young girls walked in together.

The boy who was leading the way was slightly fat, with a round face, white and clean, and neat.

The girl following him was in a weak posture like a weak Liu Fufeng, slender and thin, and her movements seemed to be like a Westerner holding her heart.

Two bent eyebrows that seem to be frowning but not frowning, and one pair of eyes that seem to be happy but not happy.

Tears were lit, and they were slightly panting.

But it is a natural style and flowing posture.

Even if Jia Huan reacted slowly, he knew that the pair of children who could appear from the side of Jia Mu's bed might only be the famous "Brother Bao" and "My Lin".

Before she could appreciate Lin Meimei who fell from the sky, Jia Huanfu came to her heart and pointed at Jia Baoyu who was about to pounce on Jia Mu's arms and said, "That golden-armored general is like him!"

This time, even Mrs. Wang stood up and looked at Jia Huan in horror.

It may be the first time in his life that Jia Baoyu was pushed away so roughly by Grandma Jia, and inexplicably looked at Grandma Jia with excitement as if she was sieve.

"You...you say it again."

Grandma Jia was supported by Yuanyang, her old eyes were filled with tears, and she looked at Jia Huan and ordered.

Jia Huan felt that he could really stand in the position of the Academy Awards. He had a little timid expression and a little scared tone, and said, "It's true, my ancestor, that golden general, is really similar to him. That's it, he's taller, darker, and stronger than him."

When Jia Mu heard this, she suddenly burst into tears. She grabbed Jia Baoyu who was so scared that she was dazed. She hugged and rubbed her hard, and cried, saying, "Why do I love Baoyu the most among so many sons and grandchildren? It's because he looks the most similar to his grandfather! The Golden Armor General who saved Brother Huan'er is not your grandfather, who can he be? But since he is still guarding his descendants at home, why haven't he come to meet me for decades? Master, you are so cruel!"

Mrs. Wang also looked at Jia Huan with shock. She had met Lao Rong Duke.

She also knew that her son did not look like his father, half looked like her, and the other half was a little like his grandfather, Lao Rong Gong.

But those who know this are only a few people in the Jia Mansion who have seen the old Duke know this.

Jia Huan naturally had never met Lao Rong Duke, how did he know?

Could it be that he really met the old Duke of Rong, Jia Daishan, who had been dead for decades?

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