Chapter 236 Wei Yutian

Xu Fuxian returned from the dart board, and immediately called his son and daughter -in -law, ready to go to his brother's house.

Xu Fuxian's son, because his second uncle died, was also sad, but the two have not been in and going for nearly 20 years. In the past, Xu Fuxian did not allow his past.

And Xu Fuxian was not at home, and his son did not dare to claim himself, but he secretly prepared filial piety and wreath. He was ready to wait for his father to come back, so he persuaded his father.

Xu Fuxian returned to the house and saw that his son had already prepared something, and couldn't help but sigh deeply. He said, "You can have this heart, but also a fiery child. Our brothers are not in our business, but after all, he is you Uncle.

Xu Fuxian's son -in -law, wearing filial piety, brought turning, wreath, Xu Fuxian wrote a couplet by hand, and the family often went to Xu Shouxian's spirit.

After all the gifts, Xu Fuxian also burst into tears, and it was difficult to suppress himself.

When they left, Ye Tian, ​​the old housekeeper of Xufu, walked over, bowed deeply, and his sorrow: "Uncle, you are still here ..."

After Ye Tian finished speaking, he couldn't hold himself and wept.

Xu Fuxian looked at Ye Tian with tears and said, "He was anxious, and our brothers had a lot of words to say ..."

Ye Tian took a letter from his arms tremblingly, saying, "Uncle, the master left you a letter."

Xu Fuxian took the thick envelope and looked at the font of the cover, his heart was trembling.

Xu Fuxian returned to the house, and a person closed the door in the study. He sat on a few cases. He detailed the sealing of the letter for a long time before he opened the letter of the letter. Pull out.

Xu Fuxian wiped the tears on his face, read the desk ...

Xu Fuxian read and read, several times because of his ups and downs, he stood up from the chair. He sat down a little bit again ...

In the letter, Xu Shouxian praised his elder brother to not associate with him. He had to turn over the ship sooner or later.

Some elder brother can always support the Xu family.

In the letter, Xu Shouxian told Xu Fuxian that his greedy money had been given to Ruan Fengshan as much as possible. It is expected that Ruan Fengshan would not have a difficult relationship with his relatives and friends in his family.

After reading it here, Xu Fuxian finally understood why Ruan Fengshan could not blame in the past, so that the colleagues of the dart bureau to hang Xu Shouxian.

It turned out that Xu Shouxian had given him the greedy money.

Xu Fuxian sighed: "Brother, you finally stay a little wise, know that you have left your hands, avoid the disaster of the descendants!"

Xu Fuxian continued to read, and wrote in the letter: "I have a few rooms, after I die, they will not be able to keep it. Tell Ye Tian, ​​give them some money, and dismiss them. The child and the letter, my elder brother mostly brushed. I will pray for you every day. "

Xu Shouxian had been in the early years, and he had invited a lot of famous doctors. He had been invalid. Later, he accidentally took a few doses of a dose of medicine on the street.

He was in his fifty years old, and in the past three years, he won two sons.

When Xu Fuxian saw this, tears flashed again in his eyes. The brother was in the wall, and he was also distressed. He dream of returning at midnight, and often stunned.

The last page of Xu Fuxian's letter at this time:

"Brother still has a saying, to warn my brother: After I die, my brother will be able to raise the position of the general account. But with the brothers' shame, the elder brother's sexuality is fierce. The disasters of the disaster are the words of my brother's heart, offending, and forgive me to the elder brother. Changtai's policy is also good, and his words are also good.

"Brother Shouxian worshiped again.

Xu Fuxian looked at the last page of the letter paper, his eyes flickered deep, and he didn't say anything for a long time ...

The various winds of the accounts and storms gradually dissipated, and the year of the year looked at it, it was almost one day.

Every family has begun to prepare New Year's goods. Although Duan Rong is an orphan, his parents have died in this world. Nympho

Because of the passage of the lunar month, from the first day to the fifteenth day of the first month, the shops on the street could not open the door. If he doesn't do something, he will have to be hungry at that time.

In the alley that is a bit distance from West Street, there is a very broad house here. Unlike the lively elsewhere, this house is quiet.

The house, the high wall Zhuhu, the gate is also closed all the year round, and few guests come.

Even nearby neighbors, in the early years, did not even know that the owner of the house was not known. The servant girls came in and out of the backyard.

Occasionally, there was a servant of the maids who came out of the house, and some good things were inquiring about some good things. Only then did they find that those maids were all deaf and dumb people.

There are also solid people nearby. During the holidays, they brought some gifts and handed the posts to knock on the door to visit.

There is also an old -fashioned door, receiving a gift post, thank you politely, saying that when the owner's house returns, he must return to the visit.

But usually there is no following, and gradually no one will come to the door.

There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!

However, a few years have passed, and everyone has figured out who the owner of the house is here. It is said that this is the house of Wei Yutian, the owner of Weiyangfang and Chunmingfang.

At dusk, Wei Yutian sat in the pavilion next to the rockery in the backyard, sipping tea while looking at the koi in the pond. The breeze blew by, but his brows were tightly knitted, as if he had a deep and unresolvable sorrow.

As the year draws to a close, other mansions are mostly very lively, and people are already immersed in the atmosphere of the New Year, but this mansion is still quiet and lifeless.

Wei Yutian has been lonely all his life, but what is more deeply wrapped around him than his lonely life is his inner lonely heart!

"Who?"

Wei Yutian stopped holding the teacup, turned his head and stared at the rockery not far behind him, and scolded.

In this backyard, except for his three personal maids, Bai Ai, Su Di, Pei Qing, and the old doorman Zhou Gu, other servants and maids are not allowed to enter!

And Bai Ai, Su Di, Pei Qing and others all know his temper. Without his order, they will never disturb him when he is drinking tea in the evening.

"What's so good about tea? Yutian, I brought a jar of good wine."

When Wei Yutian heard the voice, he smiled slightly, and the tension in his eyes disappeared immediately.

Luan Jingfu walked out slowly from behind the rockery with the jar of wine in his arms.

Wei Yutian looked at Luan Jingfu and said with a smile: "Didn't the helmsman say that the situation is tight recently, and you won't come to me without a mission."

Luan Jingfu walked into the pavilion, sat on the stone chair opposite Wei Yutian, put down the jar of wine in his hand and said: "I'm addicted to alcohol, so I don't care about so many things. Besides, the helmsman went to the hall in the city, not in Xiangu County."

"Did the helmsman go to the hall in the city?"

"He just left yesterday." Luan Jingfu lowered his voice and said: "I heard that in the past two months, three branch helms in Yuanyang Prefecture have been swept away, and the hall master is furious."