Just as Mrs. Mingsan was about to speak, a voice came from behind her: "Fourth Uncle."
Mr. Ming Si looked over following the sound and saw a young girl walking slowly across the corridor.
This niece was the one he watched grow up. The Fourth Master remembers her appearance very clearly.
Mrs. Ming San is extremely beautiful, and Miss Ming Qi looks 70% to 80% similar to her. In terms of looks alone, no daughter in the family can match her. It’s just that she was born stupid, and she is always dull and dull on weekdays. No matter how well she takes care of herself,
Even though he is bright, he still looks like a wooden person.
Beauty is in the bones but not in the skin. She has lost this charm. Mrs. Mingsan's very color only retains five points on her body, so she is not so attractive.
But this Miss Mingqi in front of me...
His demeanor could not be said to be very elegant, his appearance could not be said to be very graceful, and he even seemed too casual and lazy, but his whole person seemed to be alive and vivid.
Only then did Mr. Mingsi realize that although his niece's facial features looked more like those of a widowed sister-in-law, the outline of her eyebrows actually looked more like her brother's.
He is exactly the same as his brother, so naturally he is just like him.
Facing such a face, he was filled with anger, but it was half extinguished.
Mingwei walked up to the fourth master, bowed and saluted, and then said, "I asked them to push."
Mr. Ming Si came back to his senses and frowned: "I heard that you have recovered from your illness. This is a happy event. In recent years, because of your illness, my daughter has not learned the lessons she should learn. She should seize the time to learn.
Why are you meddling in these nosy matters?"
Ming smiled slightly: "I asked them to push it down because this wall is useless."
The fourth master was angry when he heard this: "What do you know? It was you, Yu Fangyuan, who first made the fuss and said there was a ghost. In that case, wouldn't it save you troubles if we were separated?"
Mingwei sighed.
"Why are you sighing?"
Mingwei said: "If my niece says she understands, will my fourth uncle believe me?"
The fourth master paused and looked at her with a scrutinizing expression.
Mingwei continued: "My fourth uncle must have heard that the reason why I am better is because my mother's sincerity moved Empress Xuannv. And my lost soul has been following and serving Empress Xuannv. These things are natural
I understand."
Seeing the Fourth Master frowning, she seemed to know what he wanted to say: "Does the Fourth Uncle want to say that there are no ghosts and gods in this world?"
Master Mingsi was cut off by her, and his momentum was a little weak: "What the hell, you are a boudoir lady, you shouldn't care about these things."
"Then who should take care of these things?" Mingwei looked up at the Fourth Master with a smile and a calm expression, "My mother and I both remember the care that our fourth uncle has taken for our mother and daughter over the years. But now our mother and daughter
I'm about to be forced to death, and my fourth uncle can't do anything!"
Mr. Mingsi was startled at first, and then became furious: "Why are you forcing me to death? You are a girl, so don't talk nonsense and sensationalize!"
Ming smiled but didn't answer, turned around and said to Mrs. Ming: "Mom, the sun is so bright, please invite my fourth uncle inside for a cup of tea."
Mrs. Mingsan nodded: "That's fine." She turned around and told Aunt Tong, "Tell them to rest first and we can start working again in the afternoon."
In response, Aunt Tong dismissed the servants and asked Su Jie and Bing Xin to prepare tea.
Mingsheng finally arrived: "Dad!"
Looking at his father, then at Mrs. Mingsan and Mingwei, a few words rolled in his throat and he swallowed them back.
The atmosphere is a bit strange...
Suddenly I didn't dare to speak.
"Fourth brother is here too." Mingwei looked as usual, "Let's have a cup of tea together."
Mr. Mingsi's expression changed several times, but he finally rolled up his sleeves and snorted: "I'll just listen to what you have to say!"
…
In the small hall where Yu Fangyuan entertained guests, Mrs. Ming San personally poured tea for them and his son, while saying: "It's almost noon, you guys have some refreshments first, don't go hungry."
Mingsheng didn't dare to accept it, so he stood and waited for her to finish pouring before sitting down again.
How could the fourth master think about what refreshments to serve? From the beginning to the end, he stared at Mingwei eagerly, making sure she gave an explanation.
Mingwei turned around and said, "Mom, I want to eat eight-treasure duck for lunch. Can you go to the kitchen and take a look?"
The Fourth Master sneered at the clear support of the Third Madam Ming.
Mrs. Mingsan frowned, wanting to refuse. When she met Mingwei's pleading eyes, she hesitated for a moment and nodded: "Okay."
Although it had only been a day, she clearly felt that her daughter was different from before. It was just now that she realized that the fourth master was so angry, and Xiao Qi was not weak in front of him.
Even she herself can't do this.
In that case, just believe her.
As soon as Mrs. Mingsan left, there were only three people left in the room.
The fourth master was still covered in chill and sat there with a cold face.
Ming Sheng was a little uneasy. He first glanced at Ming Wei and then stared at his father nervously.
However, Mingwei didn't react at all and just drank tea slowly.
After drinking the tea three times and still not seeing her speak, Mr. Mingsi finally couldn't help it anymore: "What on earth do you want to say?"
Mingwei smiled: "I also thought that Fourth Uncle was not interested in this matter!"
The fourth master said coldly: "Don't think that because you are a junior, you can act nonsense. You suddenly got better, and you still can't explain it! Who knows if your lost soul is back, or if some lonely ghost has taken over your body!
"
Mingwei raised his eyebrows in surprise.
The Fourth Master's expression turned cold: "What, am I right?"
Mingwei said calmly: "Fourth uncle misunderstood, my niece is just curious, don't you not believe in ghosts and gods?"
"you……"
Mingwei immediately continued: "Okay, let's get down to business first. It's not good for us, orphans and widowers, to leave our fourth uncle to eat. It's not good for him to be hungry for too long."
"..." The fourth master's face became even darker. Who is holding him back? It's like he refuses to talk about business!
Before he could show his face, Mingwei continued: "Fourth uncle wants to know why I said just now, are our mother and daughter going to be forced to death?"
"snort!"
Ming smiled slightly: "Isn't this obvious? With such a vicious evil spirit lying in plain sight in Yu Fangyuan, and the family refuses to invite Xuanshi, doesn't it mean that our mother and daughter will die?"
I thought she would say something, but this happened!
Mr. Mingsi had a sullen face and tried his best to suppress his temper: "This is not your business. Please let your second uncle decide whether to invite Xuanshi. The wall was built for the sake of your mother and daughter. Don't be entangled.
clear!"
Mingwei looked at him and smiled.
Mr. Mingsi felt a little awkward when she laughed: "What, you still have some unreasonable reasoning?"
"Fourth uncle misunderstood." Mingwei said softly, "My niece just discovered that fourth uncle said he didn't believe in ghosts and gods, but in fact he believed in it. It seems that I misunderstood fourth uncle. I'm really sorry."
Master Ming Si became angry when he heard this: "What nonsense are you talking about? How could I believe it?"
"No?" Mingwei raised his eyebrows in surprise, then slowly took out something from his sleeve and put it on the table.
This is a very ordinary paper bag, but there is a little red inside.
Mr. Mingsi stood up suddenly, pointed at Mingwei, and was so angry: "You... are just messing around!" As he said this, he grabbed the paper bag, stood up and started to go out.
A voice came from behind: "Uncle Fourth, do you want to fill it back with cinnabar? No, actually I didn't dig out the cinnabar. I just asked Grandma Tong to prepare it."
Mr. Ming Si stopped there, neither advancing nor retreating.