Chapter 19

"Coming from the front yard, Miss Yu should be thirsty, too. I don't know what you young people like to drink. I have nothing here but some old tea. You can make do with a cup of tea to quench your thirst

Yan Jinyu took the tea cup and said, "thank you. I'm not particular about what I drink. I can do anything." Looking at the old man who sat on the other side of the case and stared at her with sadness and joy, he said, "don't you doubt that I'm fake?"

Yan Xin, who was staring at her hands, did not expect that she would suddenly ask this question. He was stunned for a moment and said with a kind smile, "although I'm old, I'm not blind. Miss Yu and my young wife are just like carved in the same mold. I can recognize you at a glance."

Yan Jinyu was silent.

Yan Xin's eyes fell back to her hands again. "But where has Miss Yu been all these years?" At a young age, there are so many cocoons in both hands. How much pain did you have.

"In a remote town, it was the Yin family who found me. Last night, the Yin family sent me back to the Yan family. I didn't come to the old house to disturb you when it was late."

"A small, remote town?" Yan Xin's voice trembled, and he didn't need to ask. When he heard the word "remote", he felt distressed.

After looking for a place that we haven't found for so many years, we can imagine how remote this "remoteness" is.

I don't know how Miss Yu came over these years and what she has experienced.

"How did Miss Yu come over these years? Can you tell me?"

Yan Jinyu took the hand of the tea cup, and her eyes were slightly astringent. "I don't want to mention the past. I came here to offer incense to my grandparents."

Seeing her like this, Yan Xin only thinks that she doesn't want to recall the hard work in the past, so she won't ask again. Hearing her words again, he found something was wrong. He suddenly raised his eyes and said, "do you still have memories of Yu and Miss Yu?"

Miss Yu was only two years old when she disappeared. After so many years, how can she still remember her two years ago?

But if she had no memory, how could she recognize him at a glance? Although some unfamiliar, but she called out the voice "Xin grandfather", there is no bit unnatural.

Moreover, if she had no memory, she would not come to the old house to offer incense to the master and his wife.

"Vaguely remember some, not very clear, back to Yan's house can remember some intermittently." In fact, there was nothing unclear, she remembered everything. The reason why she didn't say it clearly was that she didn't want Yan Xin to ask her why she didn't come back so many years since she still remembered.

To the old man, she didn't want to tell too many lies, and she couldn't tell the truth all the time. It's better to eliminate the possibility of his questioning from the beginning than to worry about how to answer after his questioning.

"So it is." For her answer, Yan Xin has no doubt.

"I'll take Miss Yu to the ancestral hall first." I have a lot to ask, but I'm not in a hurry.

In the ancestral hall of the Yan family, there are not many spiritual tablets, but they are not few.

Yan Jinyu went directly to two of them, took the incense from Yan Xin, lit the candle in front of her, made three bows, put the incense in the censer, and then stared at the two of them for about three minutes. No one knew what she was thinking.

After a while, he turned and looked at Yan Xin standing on one side, "grandfather Xin, let's go."

Yan Xin looked at her with a complicated look, "well."

Just now, I only thought about the surprise, but now I calmed down and realized that Miss Yu, who was under 18 years old, was a little hard for him to see through.

Her skin is white, her figure is petite, and she looks young all over her body.

It's what a girl of her age should look like.

It's just that she doesn't have any mood swings, and her age doesn't match.

That she has no affection for the master and his wife? Neither.

If there is no love, she will not stare at the two people's holy places for so long after the incense. But if there is love, people of her age should shed tears even if they don't cry.

But she had nothing.

He looked very calm.

So even if she lived such a long life and met all kinds of people, he could not see whether she was happy or sad at this time.

Is it because she was young that she was not happy or angry, or is it because her memory is not clear that her feelings for her relatives have faded?

Walking out of the ancestral hall, Yan Jinyu stops and looks up at the sky.

At noon, the sun sprinkled, some dazzling, unconsciously raised his hand to cover the dazzling sun, gently spit out a breath. This exhale movement is very small, behind her half step Yan Xin did not find.

After a while, he took back his sight and put down his hand to cover the dazzling sunlight. When he looked back at Yan Xin, he said with a smile, "the incense is finished. I'll go back first and see grandfather Xin when I have time."

Looking at the girl in front of her, Yan Xin only felt that her smile was very clean and pure. It was clear that she didn't have any deep thoughts.

Is he thinking too much?

"Miss Yu, please wait a moment. The master and his wife left something for you when they left. I didn't think I had a chance to give them to you in my life. Now that you're back, I'll have to give it to you, so I can be more at ease. " At this age, I don't know what tomorrow will be like.

Yan Jinyu was stunned. "Did my grandparents leave something for me?"

"Well, Miss Yu, please follow me."

Hesitating for a moment, Yan Jinyu still keeps up with him.

After a few steps, Yan Xin suddenly slowed down and went with her. "Miss Yu came back to Yan's home. How are you doing to you

At that time, Yan Qingyu and Fu Ya did not hesitate to choose to save Yan Jinyun. Later, no matter whether Yan Jinyu was alive or dead, they called the police. Outsiders did not know, but Yan's family knew.

As an old man of Yan family, Yan Xin naturally knows that.

He knows that Yan Qingyu and Fu Ya are partial to their youngest daughter.

In my early years, it was still so. Now I'm afraid it's more serious. After all, I didn't care when I was around, let alone 16 years later.

Smell speech, Yan Jinyu silently looking at him, and then a faint smile, "Xin grandfather don't have to worry, they are very good to me."

She knows that Yan Xin is really concerned about her, but now she is no longer what she was.

She has killed a lot of people and made a lot of enmity. Once her identity is exposed, people around her are afraid that she will be in danger. She doesn't want Yan Xin's age to be implicated by her, so since she stepped into the gate of the old house, she planned not to get too close to Yan Xin.

She is also kind to her. She can accept Yin Jiujin but alienate Yan Xin because she knows that Yan Xin is different from Yin Jiujin.

Yin Jiujin has the ability to deal with danger, but Yan Xin is not.

And she will stay with Yin Jiujin more time in the future, even if she really brings any danger to Yin Jiujin, she also has the ability to solve the danger before it comes to Yin Jiujin.

However, Yan Xin is really good to her, which she will keep in mind.

"That's good." I don't know if it's an illusion. Yan Xin feels that she doesn't seem so alienated from him just now.

After a while, the destination arrived.

It's the room where Yan Jinyu's grandparents lived earlier.

"Miss Yu, sit here and wait. I'll go and get it." With that, Yan Xin went to the painting on the wall.