China, the imperial capital.

This is the center of the entire Chinese economy and culture, and is also a famous cultural city in Nanzhou. It has been developed for many years and has now become the iconic geographical business card of China.

Here is the tallest building in Nanzhou, the most prosperous night view and the most luxurious life.

Countless young people came here from all over China to seek their own world and yearn for success and fame.

This is a dream-building cave for many people, and it also shatters the dreams of many people and returns in vain.

The unique prosperity and confusion and the vitality of young people have made this city rich and prosperous.

The Yun family’s old house is located on the east side of the imperial capital. It is said that the Yun family’s old house has been built and has been in existence for nearly five hundred years.

Even during the war, there was no damage. It was the first of all ancient buildings in the entire Chinese country.

An expert once estimated that the Yun family's old house was worth billions. Not only was it old, but the various antiques stored in the Yun family were also priceless.

Mu Qian stood at the door of Yun’s house, looking at the exquisite wood carvings above the door. The carvings were all bamboo lotus, which were very clear.

Mu Qian also saw the material of the entire door, golden nanmu, worth hundreds of millions of yuan.

Among the aristocratic families that have been passed down for a hundred years, the Yun family has the strongest influence and financial resources. Now it seems that this is not just a rumor.

Yun Zaichun got out of the car behind her and asked concerned when she saw her staring at the wood sculpture.

"Did you remember something?"

To be honest, everyone will not have a deep memory of their five-year-old age, but it is just a certain clip flashing from time to time.

What Mu Qian still remembers is that it rained heavily on the day when she was lost, and she often shuttled through the ancient pavilions and water pavilions.

"A little impression." Mu Qian said.

Yun Zaichun was not in a hurry and took her into the door.

"It's okay, you'll remember it after staying for a while." Yun Zaichun's tone was soft as he comforted her.

The Yun family's old house covers a large area, divided into four courtyards in the southeast, northwest and northeast. There is also the Yun family's ancestral hall on the east. Every day on the 15th day of the lunar month, the entire Yun family will burn incense and worship the ancestors.

The two small yards next to the flowing stream in the north are also left to the servants who live in the Yun family.

It is said that the master who designed the Yunjia House hundreds of years ago was the best craftsman in the entire China and a famous figure in history.

There are a lot of mountains, rivers, plants and trees in the traditional courtyards, but the Yun family does not like wealth and glory, and all the plants and trees planted are mainly plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum.

However, after so many years of time, these plants have become very rare varieties and are extremely expensive.

Mu Qian followed Yun Zaichun through two round stone arches and walked in. The servant who was cleaning and sprinkling water both bowed and nodded when he saw them.

But most of the eyes stared straight at Mu Qian who was following his young master.

Mr. Yun has been waiting in the main hall since he woke up in the morning, and even the two gentlemen who were originally going to school in the morning did not set off.

Except for Yun Zaichun's mother and sister Yun Yuwei who set out to France to participate in the exhibition a few days ago and couldn't come back, everyone else arrived.

The whole family is waiting now. Such a huge situation is not only when worshiping ancestors, but now.

"Don't be afraid, grandpa has been waiting for a long time, and the second uncle is here too." Yun Zaichun comforted Mu Qian's emotions.

Wen Hao and Ning Jin walked side by side behind the two of them. The man was sent back. It was because of their loss that they had to be escorted back in person.

Shuving through the Yun family's house like this, Mu Qian felt in a trance that he seemed to have returned to the Five Continents Continents.

After about fifteen minutes of walking, I passed through a bamboo forest, an arch bridge and two pavilions, and finally arrived at the main hall.

Upon climbing the three stone steps, Mu Qian saw Mr. Yun waiting on a black wooden chair.

Mr. Yun Han is also seventy years old this year. He has a strong body and a clear consciousness. However, his hair is gray. Perhaps because of his pen and ink for so many years, the old man has a gentle atmosphere like a literati and poet.

The two middle-aged men sitting below him looked similar, both wearing straight suits and meticulously tidy up their bodies.

"Grandpa." Yun Zaichun shouted first, "I brought Zhiwei back."

Mr. Yun relaxed his hand holding a white porcelain cover bowl, and tea poured all over the table. Mu Qian saw the light lit up in the eyes of the old man who had stood up.

"This is grandpa." Yun Zaichun pulled Yun Zhiwei to the old man.

Mu Qian saw that the old man who was in his seventies turned red, and his hand trembled when he came to hold her.

"child……"

With this call, several equally loving voices flashed in Mu Qian's head.

It turned out that the person who had always called her was Mr. Yun's voice.

"I heard you are in Qingcheng." Old Master Yun said and gently stroked Mu Qian's face, "I have grown so big, I was only a little bit when I left me..."

On the morning when I left the Yun family, I was holding the little girl who was reluctant to leave, and she grew up so big in a blink of an eye.

The child who could hold his neck and act coquettishly also grew into a big girl in a blink of an eye.

But over the years, they have missed it.

Seeing the old man like this, everyone present could not help but feel sad.

"Dad, Zhiwei is back, this is a good thing. Don't do this, scare her again." Yun Jinghang stepped forward to support the old man.

"Grandpa." Yun Zaichun stepped forward and helped the old man sit down.

However, the old man held Mu Qian's hand and never let go, holding it tightly.

"Zhiwei, do you still remember me?" Yun Jinghang turned around, raised his hand to stroke Mu Qian's hair, his eyes full of love, "I am your uncle."

Mr. Yun Han has two sons in total. The eldest son Yun Jinghang is now a professor of philosophy at the School of Politics, Law and Economics of the Imperial Capital University.

He got married early and gave birth to Yun Zaichun and his daughter Yun Yuwei very early.

And the second son, Mu Qian's biological father, Yun Jingyu, is also a professor at the School of Fine Arts of the Imperial Capital University, just like his brother Yun Jinghang.

Yun Jingyu married the youngest daughter of the Ning family, Ning Jin's biological aunt. He died of illness shortly after giving birth to Mu Qian.

From this point of view, Mu Qian looked at Yun Jingyu, who had not taken action.

His eyebrows were really similar to Mu Qian.

"Jing Yu, why are you doing while standing there? Don't be too happy and you can't react." Yun Jinghang hurriedly pulled his younger brother up.

When the man who reacted raised his eyes, Mu Qian seemed to see something different from his eyes.

The next moment, she was hugged by Yun Jingyu.

"Welcome back, my daughter."

Mu Qian was strangled so hard that she looked cold, but now she didn't look like this.

"Zhiwei, do you still remember you have a sister?" The old man pulled Mu Qian down with concern, "You liked to follow your sister when you were a child. She and the eldest aunt are now rushing back."

The two little girls in the Yun family have had a good relationship since childhood. Yun Yuwei is four years older than Yun Zhiwei. Because Yun Zhiwei has no mother, she has been extremely attached to Yun Yuwei and her mother since she was a child.

Yun Zhiwei was lost, and Yun Yuwei cried for two days.

Mu Qian is currently quite satisfied with the atmosphere of the Yun family. Perhaps because of his good education, they all know how to restrain their emotions.

There will be no wailing, no great joy or sorrow.

Everything is like a long flow of water, making people feel very comfortable.
Chapter completed!