Jiang Xiaoliu rushed to the hospital, stood downstairs in the inpatient department, and sent a text message to Su Yunyan.
He promised Su Yunyan that they would not call her Dean Su in private, so as not to call Su Yunyan old.
A sound of clouds and smoke showed that the relationship between the two was closer.
"Okay, I'll go downstairs right away."
Soon, Jiang Xiaoliu received the reply message. On the way here, he had already thought about frankly telling Su Yunyan that he wanted to become a disciple of Zhong Wudi.
On the way back yesterday, Jiang Xiaoliu wanted to say something, but at that time Su Yunyan received a call that her grandfather was in trouble. Her anxious look made Jiang Xiaoliu unable to say anything.
Now, Jiang Xiaoliu had promised Zhong Wudi that he would follow Mr. Zhong to the sect to become a disciple in ten days. Naturally, he had to tell Su Yunyan about this.
After waiting for a while, Su Yunyan walked over quickly.
Perhaps because of a good sleep, Su Yunyan's face looked better. She was wearing dark purple casual clothes, a pair of white sneakers, and her hair was tied into a bun.
The moment she saw Jiang Xiaoliu, Su Yunyan didn't want her worry about her grandpa not waking up to affect Jiang Xiaoliu, so she squeezed out a smile and said, "I'm a little hungry, can you accompany me to get something to eat?"
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She kept silent about her grandfather and brother. In Jiang Xiaoliu's distressed eyes, Su Yunyan grabbed Jiang Xiaoliu and walked out of the hospital.
Both of them are Internet celebrities. In order not to attract attention, they put on masks. Su Yunyan led the way and walked across a street to a relatively remote alley.
Along the way, Jiang Xiaoliu didn't ask where he was going. When he and Su Yunyan were walking side by side, he would often glance at her secretly. He didn't know if he would have a chance to see Su Yunyan again when he went to the sect to become a disciple.
How many more glances can I take? Count how many!
Jiang Xiaoliu felt bitter in his heart. After spending this time together, they were almost inseparable. He found that he was reluctant to leave Su Yunyan.
"Come on, it's in this courtyard."
The two came to a courtyard in the alley. Su Yunyan pointed to the yellowed wooden door, looked at the two knocking iron rings on the door, and said with endless aftertaste:
"This is the courtyard I often came to when I was in high school. The courtyard is deep and has a desolate feel. It feels wonderful to eat nostalgic dishes in the wing of the courtyard."
As she spoke, Su Yunyan knocked on the iron ring, opened the wooden door, and pulled Jiang Xiaoliu into the courtyard.
Entering the courtyard, Jiang Xiaoliu found that the courtyard was very large. Behind the wooden door was a long gravel road. Unknown low trees were planted on both sides of the road, and the gravel road wound all the way to the back.
The person who opened the door was an ordinary-looking middle-aged man. He was wearing a chef's uniform. When he saw Su Yunyan, he smiled kindly and said, "It's been a long time since I saw Miss Su. You are still so flawless."
Su Yunyan took off her mask and smiled faintly: "Uncle Li, you still love to joke so much. I'm embarrassed by what you said."
Li Haorong said: "What I said is true."
Immediately, he looked at the man brought by Su Yunyan and recognized Jiang Xiaoliu who was currently very angry.
But Li Ronghao was extremely calm. He didn't say hello to Jiang Xiaoliu, nor did he pretend to ask who Su Yunyan had brought.
He pointed to the back of the gravel road and said, "Ms. Su, please come inside. Can I ask for the same dishes?"
Su Yunyan's expression turned gloomy, but in front of Jiang Xiaoliu, she quickly adjusted her mood, nodded and said, "Then I'll bother Uncle Li. Those are the four dishes that my mother loves the most."
Li Ronghao hummed and said no more, turned around and walked towards the back of the courtyard.
Su Yunyan and Jiang Xiaoliu followed.
After turning around the fan-shaped wall and bypassing an artificial waterfall, a unique courtyard appeared in sight.
Jiang Xiaoliu looked around and found that the whole courtyard was filled with the atmosphere of temples. There were Buddhas and Guanyin located in the four directions of the courtyard.
Due to being exposed outdoors, a lot of the outer layer of the Buddha statue has fallen off, and the dust is flying together with the withered yellow leaves blowing in the wind in the yard, making the courtyard look particularly desolate.
Li Haorong ignored the scene, led the two of them into a wing on the left, and then went to the kitchen on the right to cook.
"The environment is simple." Su Yunyan said: "This is a humble room, but I am kind to you."
Jiang Xiaoliu nodded in agreement. There was only a two-seater wooden dining table and two wooden chairs in this wing.
On the wall, there are some Buddhist and Zen quotes, and there is a portrait of a woman enshrined in the window that is not open.
The woman in the painting had her back turned and her head tilted slightly, revealing a small part of her face. Her appearance could not be seen from the painting, but Jiang Xiaoliu could clearly feel that the person in the painting was definitely in a state of shame.
The person in the painting is wearing a long skirt and elegant clothes, standing on a high pavilion in the environment of a small courtyard. The smoke under the pavilion is shrouding the mountains below the pavilion.
"Yunyan, who is this woman?"
Jiang Xiaoliu noticed that Su Yunyan was also looking at the painting with a complicated expression, and as she looked at it, her eyes turned red.
"She is my mother!" Su Yunyan said miserably: "I have never met my mother. According to my grandfather, my mother passed away the day after giving birth to me. My mother only left this painting.
, so that I can always remember her."
Jiang Xiaoliu felt sad when he heard this. He understood Su Yunyan's pain because he had never met his biological mother.
"I don't know what's going on. My grandfather didn't like my mother, and he didn't tell me the reason why my mother died." Su Yunyan held back tears and said miserably: "My grandfather didn't allow my mother's portrait to stay in the Su family, so I
We can only place the portrait with Uncle Li."
Seeing Su Yunyan's sad expression, Jiang Xiaoliu wanted to stretch out his arms and give her a warm hug, but he never dared to go beyond this step, so he could only look at Su Yunyan silently.
He was waiting for Su Yunyan to pour out her emotions in her story. Jiang Xiaoliu knew that Su Yunyan brought him here because she missed her mother.
"Uncle Li just now is the chef that my mother came to marry. My mother is from the central state. She married my father and came to the western state. My mother couldn't get used to the spicy food in Xihe City, so she brought Uncle Li here.
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Su Yunyan said: "Uncle Li was loyal to my mother. After my mother passed away, he bought this yard and lived here alone. When I was in high school, I came here after knowing something about my mother.
Bian, I found Uncle Li."
Jiang Xiaoliu hummed, which made Su Yunyan feel that she listened very seriously.
"From then on, I came to visit Uncle Li when I had time. Uncle Li cooked me four of my mother's favorite dishes." Su Yunyan missed her mother sadly and slowly closed her eyes. After all, she couldn't hold back the tears in her eyes.
Live, slipping from her beautiful face.
Jiang Xiaoliu reached out his hand distressedly and gently wiped away Su Yunyan's tears.
Su Yunyan did not reject Jiang Xiaoliu, but suddenly hugged Jiang Xiaoliu tightly.
This move made Jiang Xiaoliu tense up instantly. He smelled Su Yunyan's body fragrance and her real body temperature.
Su Yunyan was heard crying: "Uncle Li told me that my mother was in good health and would never die suddenly. She must have been killed by someone. Xiaoliu, can you help me?
Help me find out who is the real murderer of my mother?"
Jiang Xiaoliu's originally stretched hands had nowhere to rest. When he heard Su Yunyan's cries becoming more and more obvious, he put his arms on her back, patted her gently and said, "Yunyan, I will never look back.
I’m helping you, just..."
He was just about to say that he was about to follow Zhong Wudi to become a disciple of the sect, and when he had no time to help Su Yunyan find out the real culprit recently, Su Yunyan suddenly burst into laughter, hugged Jiang Xiaoliu even tighter, and said:
"I knew you would definitely help me, Xiaoliu. I found that I am already very dependent on you."
As she spoke, Su Yunyan's delicate body suddenly trembled, and she realized that Jiang Xiaoliu's slapping hand had unexpectedly been placed on her waist.
As a result, an unprecedented sense of electric shock spread throughout his body. Su Yunyan's face turned red and her breathing intensified.
"I……"
Jiang Xiaoliu was very embarrassed. He had just been excited and couldn't help but hug Su Yunyan tightly. But feeling Su Yunyan's rapid breathing, he quickly wanted to push Su Yunyan away.
But Su Yunyan hugged her tighter, and Su Yunyan said sadly: "Don't let go, hug me, just for a while, okay?"