It is very possible that Jiu'er doesn't know them, and they may have never met Jiu'er, but they must know Jiu'er's elder, "ancestor", who is probably a person of the grandfather's generation.
Wen Renjue thought this. Once he figured it out, he immediately felt relieved. With joy in his eyes, he quickly stood up and saluted the two of them, "Thank you two masters..."
The two monks were not polite. They accepted Wen Renjue's courtesy generously and turned around to leave. "By the way, if you two want to rest, you can just go to the next door house." After that.
, don’t look back, just walk out.
Wen Renjue was really relieved, but Jiu'er frowned fiercely. When the monk had already stepped out of the threshold, he shouted loudly: "Great monk, do you know that my ancestor of the Ning family
, who is he? Do you dare to identify people at random?"
The monk kept walking, but a voice came from a long distance, "Well, Miss Ning doesn't have to worry about the old monk admitting his mistake. Your Majesty, you will come over in a few days, and you will know when you see her."
When the voice fell, the person had disappeared. Jiuer chased him out the door, but there was no trace of anyone in front of the empty door.
Wenren, who was closely following Jiu'er, could not help but admire: "He is indeed a strange and expert person."
Jiu'er frowned and murmured: "Ancestors? Although I know who they are, I have never seen them myself! Even if I have seen them, I still don't know."
However, Jiu'er immediately let go. These two old monks seemed to be quite capable. At least for now, although they were weird, they didn't have any bad intentions.
At this point, she looked at Wen Renjue sharply, "Why are you here? And what does it have to do with me?"
Wen Renjue slowly held Jiu'er's hand, his eyes full of tenderness, "Jiu'er, don't be anxious, I'll tell you right now."
He turned around, took away the oil lamp, and helped Jiu'er to the house next door. There was a bed, a quilt, and nothing else... Sure enough, it didn't look like a place for people to live.
Putting the lamp on the table and placing Jiu'er on the bed, Wen Renjue climbed to Jiu'er's side, hugged her, spoke slowly in a low voice:
"Remember the bouquet of flowers I gave you on the first day of the new year..."