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But the Duan family has not yet heard that the two brothers have met. The eldest son of the Duan family, who has been missing for nearly seven years, is back, alive! In Beijing, although Duan Zhaorong is not aware of Duan Zhaorong's return, Uncle Li is busy in the courtyard.

Duan Zhaorong's birthday is a week away. Whenever this happens, the house is packed as if Duan Zhaorong will come back to celebrate his birthday, and even the birthday cake is prepared.

Ever since Duan Zhaoan was almost crawled into bed by the nanny's daughter, Uncle Li has been responsible for taking care of the two brothers' clothing, housing and transportation. Since it was in the hands of others, not even Aunt Ren and the others could take care of it.

It was this time of year again, and Uncle Li began to tidy up Duan Zhaorong's room.

Ye Rongxuan, General Duan is not here, the old man is also at the military headquarters. Every year, Uncle Li silently organizes it. For several years, he has not said anything, and the owners of the Duan family pretend not to know what they are doing.

"These clothes are quite old. It's better to pack them up and donate them, and prepare some clothes for the young master to adapt to now." Uncle Li sorted out less than ten sets of clothes in the closet, and when he took them out, there was a faint smell in the room.

The fragrance of mothballs.

The veins were intertwined like tree roots, and the wrinkled skin of the hand gently held the few clothes Duan Zhaorong bought after joining the army, and he couldn't help but burst into tears. In this family, if anyone wants to take care of the two young masters the most, it must be Lao Li.

He had no children, so he treated the two young masters as more important than his own life. Who knew that Tian Jicai made the eldest son leave the monkhood at a young age, and there is still no news about them.

He is already sixty-five years old, and he is so old that he can only walk around the compound. If the young master does not come back, he does not know whether he will be able to see him again in his lifetime.

I folded the clothes again and again, but I still couldn't bear to donate them. I put the mothballs in the clothes again.

The young master has not been back for many years. If he really buys clothes again, he doesn't know whether it will suit the young master's wishes. It is better to keep the old clothes and wait until the young master comes back.

"The room has not been occupied for a long time, so it needs to be fumigated with sandalwood. The young master likes styrax, so it can be used to fumigate the quilts and pillows."

One person was tidying up, the other was talking about it, and the room was tidy and spotless. Even a glass of soda water was poured in front of the bedside table. The young man habitually drank a glass of soda water every time he came back from his morning run.

It seems that the owner of a room that has not been occupied in the past seven years is just on a business trip for a few days and is so warm that he will come back tomorrow.

Downstairs, Ye Rongxuan came back from a business trip and saw that it was not Uncle Li who opened the door, but Aunt Ren. She knew that Uncle Li must be cleaning Zhaorong's room upstairs at this time.

He thought that everyone didn't know, but he didn't know that every time he cleaned up, the first person to enter the room and sit down was the old man, then Dian Bing followed her in, and then General Duan.

It was Duan Zhaoan who never entered Zhaorong's room, and the whole family believed the most stubbornly... No one dared to tell him not to wait, they all held out hope that a miracle would come.

"Madam, please take a rest first. The old house has sent me the best Wan Zhang Xu this year. You can try something new. If it is good, let the old house go to Zhejiang."

Aunt Ren took the briefcase from Ye Rongxuan and locked it carefully, and handed over the boiled water that had been brewed on the door of the cupboard. Ye Rongxuan liked to drink a glass of boiled water when she went home in autumn, and all the old servants who served her knew this.

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