"I have found some." Ming Wuyou said: "This matter is a bit complicated, and I don't know much right now. But I can tell grandpa that the Mr. Yun who came to my house today has a lot to do with my life experience.
Relevance.”
"Um?"
Mr. Ming narrowed his eyes, "No wonder he mentioned your mother."
After a pause, Mr. Ming suddenly remembered something: "Grandpa remembers that some time ago...after Fu Rou left the Ming family, she was recognized by someone from the capital. She said she was the lost sister of the family, and her surname seems to be Yun?"
Ming Wuyou nodded: "Grandpa has a really good memory. This Mr. Yun is from that family."
"What?" Mr. Ming suddenly frowned.
Ming Wuyou joked and said, "So, Grandpa, please don't mess around with things. There is absolutely no chance between me and Mr. Yun."
"..." Mr. Ming forced a smile, but his heart was in a state of confusion.
The Yun family came to Jiangzhou to find relatives, and it was not enough to recognize Fu Rou. They also came to the Ming family to insinuate themselves. Could it be that the Yun family wanted to recognize two younger sisters?
It feels absurd to think about it.
He thought of the father and daughter Fu Mingting and Fu Rou. They had secretly colluded with each other over the years. Regarding this life experience, Fu Mingting might have fabricated some evidence and asked Fu Rou to pretend to be her!
What can't this father and daughter do?
The identity belongs to his Wuyouer family, how could anyone else pretend to claim it? Especially Fu Rou!
"Uncle Zhong." After Ming Wuyou left, Mr. Ming called his loyal servant in, "Recheck Miss's old things and see if you can find any useful clues."
"In addition, all the people who served the young lady back then have been found now."
"Old slave understands!"
…
After returning to Wuyou Pavilion, Ming Wuyou changed the medicine, wrote a letter to Murong Yu, and went to bed.
The story of his life experience will come out sooner or later, so letting grandpa know now is also a psychological preparation.
After thinking about what happened recently for a while, Ming Wuyou fell asleep in a daze.
Early the next morning, Li Xinglin from Baishan Hall sent word that Fu Rou had arrived.
Ming Wuyou was not surprised and ordered the boy who delivered the message: "Let her wait."
After the boy left, Ming Wuyou went to his grandfather's Fushouyuan, had breakfast with his grandfather, talked for a while, and then went to Baishan Hall.
"Miss." As soon as she got off the carriage in front of Baishan Hall, Li Xinglin came forward to greet her, "She is in the back hall. Every once in a while she asks when the lady will arrive. She seems very anxious."
"Um."
Ming Wuyou nodded, "Go and do your work, I'll go there myself."
"Yes." Li Xinglin responded, bowed and retreated.
Ming Wuyou entered the back hall from the front hall.
The weather today is a little bad, gloomy, but not cool, but rather muggy.
Ming Wuyou held a fallen plum fan in his hand, swinging it gently as he walked. After passing the Moon Gate, he heard Yun Zimo's cold snort coming from the yard not far away: "This Ming Wuyou is so good."
You are such a arrogant person, you always neglect us like this every time you come here!”
Then Fu Roujiao's soft voice came: "Sister is injured, it's normal for her to come slowly. Brother, don't be anxious, let's wait a little longer."
"You, even if you know how to speak for her, she treats you like that, and you still call her sister?! Let me tell you, you don't have to be so polite to her!"
"But I have called her sister for so many years. No matter how she treats me, she is still the closest family member in my heart."
"you--"
Just as Yun Zimo was about to say something more, he suddenly stopped and looked towards the courtyard door. He saw Ming Wuyou with a half-smile on his face, looking at the two of them, "Go on, why don't you say anything anymore?"
"..."
Yun Zimo froze for a moment. He asked for help and said that it was not easy to be caught red-handed. He was inevitably a little embarrassed. He coughed and looked away, "You're here."
Fu Rou's eyes were filled with tears instantly: "Sister, are you okay? I heard that you -"
"Shh-" Ming Wuyou put the fan to his lips and said warmly: "Stop pretending, who among us is following whom? You don't need to be so concerned."
Ming Wuyou added: "Also, what your 'brother' said is very good. Don't call me sister anymore. I'm really not your sister. You probably won't be happy if you call me sister. It sounds even more disgusting to me. Why should we?"
Woolen cloth?"
Fu Rou's face suddenly turned green and white. She stopped pretending to be weak and pitiful under Ming Wuyou's cold and sharp eyes that could see through her at a glance.
Yun Zimo's face turned blue with anger, and he wanted to say something to fight back.
But thinking that Ming Wuyou was the key to getting rid of Fu Rou's bad intentions, he resisted.
Ming Wuyou walked forward slowly, stood next to Fu Rou, fanned it gently with a round fan, and raised his eyebrows slightly: "It's very fragrant, it almost covers the foxtail grass. There is no shortage of spices."
Fu Rou froze again and looked at Ming Wuyou with tears streaming down her face: "Please, sister, please help me. I know that sister has superb medical skills and there must be a way to get rid of the odor on my body. Please, sister!"
She definitely doesn't want to be so stinky.
Now Ming Wuyou's words about carrying a gun and a stick are not important, as long as she can get rid of the odor on her body.
"Easy to say."
Ming Wuyou smiled, "I can cure this disease, but my medical treatment is not cheap."
Fu Rou almost broke her silver teeth, but she still looked weak and helpless, "Sister, fifty thousand taels is too much, I really can't take it out."
"Ming Wuyou—" Yun Zimo gritted his teeth and said, "It's fifty thousand taels for a medical treatment, why don't you grab it!"
"I don't have to ask you to give it to me." Ming Wuyou said lazily, his voice turning cold.
"You're the one who tried so hard to find me, aren't you? In your eyes, I'm just like a yin and yang robber. You should have known better. If you weren't prepared to find me, then what are you doing here?
!”
Ming Wuyou turned around and left: "I'm very busy and I don't have time to waste time with you here."
"Sister--" Fu Rou said anxiously, "Sister, please don't leave. Can you please be accommodating?"
"No." Ming Wuyou didn't look back and said coldly: "If you want to completely get rid of the smell of foxtail grass on your body, then return all the properties, houses, and shops you took from the Ming family. No less, otherwise you will
Please be wiser!"
After saying that, Ming Wuyou stopped staying and walked away.
Fu Rou's face was unsightly distorted.
I had already guessed that Ming Wuyou would not be able to treat her easily, but I never expected that Ming Wuyou would ask for such a large "diagnosis fee" this time.
She had indeed obtained a lot of property from the Ming family over the years and had saved cash, but the money was all spent when she saved her life and found the governor, and all that was left was the house and land deeds.
If I give everything to Ming Wuyou, wouldn't I have nothing?!