"Mom, these two are the ones I have come to catch ghosts...the mages."

Mr. Yuan took Ye Xian and Zhao Nan to the yard where Old Mrs. Yuan lived.

Uncle Li lowered his head and stood at the door without coming in. Xiaoyu jumped and ran to pull the corner of Lao Li's clothes and asked, "Grandpa, go in."

Uncle Li glared at her: "No one sold you as a dumb person if he doesn't make a sound."

Xiaoyu felt very aggrieved and said coquettishly: "Grandpa..."

Uncle Li seemed to have not heard it, standing at the door, staring at it tightly inside.

"Oh, mage." Old Mrs. Yuan nodded, still twisting the rosary in her hand, muttering something in her mouth.

Ye Xian said: "Is the old lady reciting the "Sutra of Ksitigarbha Sutra"?"

The old lady nodded with her eyes closed.

"I will never become a Buddha without hell. This Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva is really touching. I don't understand. If someone deliberately sends someone to hell and recites the sutras by himself, isn't this a contradiction? Or is it that the Bodhisattva is so easy to fool, and he can really put down his butcher's knife and become a Buddha on his own."

The old lady held a Bodhi bead in her hand and stopped moving. Seeing that her eyelids were shaking, Ye Qi continued, "The two children who disappeared last month were not dead. Uncle Li said everything."

The old lady opened her eyes suddenly.

"Is this girl really a mage?"

Ye Xian blinked and said a little naughtyly: "Yes, I am a mage, specializing in catching ghosts, including ghosts in some people's hearts."

The old lady said oh, closed her eyes and continued to chant the scriptures.

Seeing her mother's behavior, Mr. Yuan's heart had already sunk. He thumped and held the old lady's knees and knelt straight down: "Mom, just tell the truth. The ghost of our family has been you over the years, right? Why do you have to do this? I know you hate those aunts, but my father is gone, and you are still holding on to those old jealousy. Besides, brothers and sisters... are still so young, how can you do it?"

Old Mrs. Yuan's eyes suddenly opened, and she stared at Mr. Yuan as if she didn't know each other.

She looked at her son with a grievance, raised her hand tremblingly, and slapped Mr. Yuan's face. With a snap, it was extremely crisp. Uncle Li shook, and Xiaoyu rushed over crying and said, "Old lady, don't beat the young master. If you want to beat me, old lady."

When Mrs. Yuan saw Uncle Li standing at the door, she sighed and said, "Train this rebellious son out for me. I have raised him for so many years. He has grown up and his wings are hard. I am really...why not as good as drowning him when I used to."

Uncle Li sighed and had to come over and pull Xiaoyu up first, and then said, "Old lady, they know about the secret passage."

"Oh? You said it all?"

Uncle Li nodded awkwardly, grinning and saying nothing.

Xiaoyu asked in surprise: "Secret Path, what secret Path?"

The old lady shook her hand, the rope of the rosary was pulled off, and the little Bodhis fell to the ground with crackling sounds, and she rolled everywhere.

"Fool, that's not your father."

Zhao Nan and Ye Xian looked at each other when they heard this, their mouths raised, and they looked like they suddenly realized.

Uncle Li didn't move with a stern face.

"mom!"

Mr. Yuan called out, and he suddenly remembered that Uncle Li said he was going to break Mr. Yuan's offender. Could it be... Could it be? He looked suspiciously at Uncle Li with no expression on his face, then looked at Mrs. Yuan, and Xiaoyu cried, "What does the old lady mean? Why is the master not the eldest young master's father?"

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Mr. Yuan called out, and he suddenly remembered that Uncle Li said he was going to break Mr. Yuan's offender. Could it be... Could it be? He looked suspiciously at Uncle Li with no expression on his face, then looked at Mrs. Yuan, and Xiaoyu cried, "What does the old lady mean? Why is the master not the eldest young master's father?"

The old lady looked at Ye Xian with a serious expression: "Miss, your expression is really full of expectations."

Ye Xian burst out laughing: "Sorry, old lady, I just can't help laughing. I thought that the old lady who was hypocritical and ate vegetarian food and chanted Buddha's name was also very amazing when she was young."

Mr. Yuan's face turned red: "Miss Ye, please be careful."

The old lady sighed: "Okay, okay, I really have a ruthless son. I saw him messing around over the years and didn't want to disappoint him. I didn't say anything. Now he actually brought outsiders to slap me in the face. He is really my good son."

Uncle Li said: "Miss, just say it. I, Old Li, don't want to see you being misunderstood."

"Okay, I said, you are not the son of Mr. Yuan. Do you understand what I mean?"

Mr. Yuan hugged the old lady's legs blankly: "Mom, do you mean I am not my father's son? Could it be that you... Mom, I am really..." Mr. Yuan really couldn't say it."

"Bastard, you are your father's son, but not the son of the dead old man."

Ye Xian looked at Zhao Nan, who was also confused and did not understand what the old lady meant.

Ye Xian beat Zhao Nan: "Idiot, the old lady means that Mr. Yuan, who died five years ago, was not Mr. Yuan's biological father, but Mr. Yuan was his biological father back then. Don't you understand?"

Zhao Nan cried and said, "I don't understand!"

Ye Xian sighed: "So you are the guy, I am the boss."

The old lady actually smiled: "Miss, you are right, that's what I mean."

Mr. Yuan was completely confused by his mother and Ye Xian, and asked hurriedly: "Mom, are you old and confused? What are you talking about?"

"Damn it, I'm confused. Are the mage you hired confused?

The old lady pointed at Mr. Yuan and cursed.

"Young master, the eldest lady means that you are the son of Mr. Yuan, not the son of the old man who died five years ago. The one who died was not a son-in-law, but... the one who should have died long ago!"

Uncle Li explained.

Mr. Yuan was stunned: "What, what did you say about Uncle Li?"

He became more confused.

"Ship Zhang has become Mr. Yuan? Old lady, what's going on?"

Ye Xian understood and asked hurriedly.

"A week after my husband and I got married, he followed Zhang Dashuai. Later, he had a child and it was difficult to support him without a man at home. Lao Li is my wet nurse's son, so he brought his family to help me."

Speaking of this, the old lady looked at Uncle Li and nodded.

The latter sighed: "My family died that year, and it was the Chen family who took us in with us, mother and son."

"Your father suddenly came back when you were five years old. I was happy and worried at that time, because my husband and I had only lived for seven days. I was worried that he would not accept our mother and son. The facts proved that I was too worried. It turned out that I married a man who knew how to love and love. He felt very guilty about leaving home for many years and following Mr. Zhang to fight in the north and north. I swear to be kind to our mother and son in the future. I was really happy at that time. It turned out that my husband was such a gentle and responsible man. I hoped that the moon would be waiting for him and hoped that he would get out of his family as soon as possible. Our family of three lived a happy life. Five years later, he came back. After he came back, the temperament changed drastically. His former elegance disappeared. He was very vulgar and could not read a big word. This is not my husband, not your father!"

Mr. Yuan touched his chin: "My father was originally a scholar, and it is possible that he had experienced so many major changes in his temperament after experiencing so many wars."
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