Dr. Zhong was stunned, facing the wet nurse's tearful face, he quickly avoided: "Madam made a mistake, I don't know Xue Zhong, let alone what Madam said."
Zhuang Xiaoyu approached step by step, and settled in front of Xue Zhong: "Then why does Doctor Zhong show a slightly startled expression when he sees the jade bracelet on the wet nurse's wrist?"
Xue Zhong lowered his head, not daring to look at Zhuang Xiaoyu's face: "I've been poor all my life, this is the first time I see such a good jade bracelet, so..."
"A person who is used to being poor will not be able to identify good or bad jade bracelets."
"Among the women that this old man consults, there are some who are either rich or noble."
"Uncle Xue, don't compare those people to my mother. My mother has passed away for more than ten years."
Xue Zhong: "..."
Xue Zhong didn't argue this time, his whole body was hunched over, his head wished to be buried in the mud on the ground, and he wanted to hide his breathing.
Zhuang Xiaoyu sighed: "My mother's death has nothing to do with you. You don't have to blame yourself so much, and you have to pay for your life."
Xue Zhong's shoulders trembled slightly, "The old slave's life was saved by the madam..."
The nurse wept bitterly, seeing him admitting his identity, she raised her fist and beat Xue Zhong's back, "You finally admitted it, you finally admitted that you are Xue Zhong."
Times have changed, and Zhuang Xiaoyu didn't intend to recognize his relatives either.
She took out a small black bag from her bosom and stuffed it into Xue Zhong's bosom: "Uncle Xue, the dead are gone, the living will live forever, it's not a last resort, and I have no intention of coming here to seek your help. "
Xue Zhong held the small bag, weighed it, and knew that it contained loose silver coins.
Zhuang Xiaoyu continued: "You have never paid back what you owed my mother, now you should treat this favor as paying it back to me.
This money is enough for you to spend the rest of your life, help me to check a person's life experience..."
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On the way back, the nanny looked at Zhuang Xiaoyu who was holding the jade bracelet in a daze, and asked, "Miss, why did you ask Dr. Zhong to investigate this matter? If you want to know, just ask my uncle, or You suspect my uncle..."
Zhuang Xiaoyu wrapped the jade bracelet in a handkerchief, "Ah Yan may not tell me the original truth. I originally planned to ask Mr. Min to investigate for me, but the Min family and the Zhuang family are not at odds. I don't know what to do." Talk to him about it.
If the truth found out is not good for Ah Yan, I don't know how to end it.
What's more, Min Rui is always the young Patriarch of the Min family. With his identity, no matter what he does, he will be under the surveillance of the Patriarch of the Min family. I don't feel at ease at all.
After thinking about it, only Dr. Zhong can help me with this. "
"Xue Zhong..." The wet nurse hesitated to speak.
"From now on, there will be no such person as Xue Zhong in this world, only Dr. Zhong." Zhuang Xiaoyu sighed silently, opened the curtain of the car window, looked at the gloomy sky outside, and said, "Today is the Lantern Festival, There will be a lantern festival at night, and everyone will go to Qingming Terrace to pray for blessings during the day, so let our carriage go around there too, I want to see Ah Yan."
After changing into coarse clothes, the guards in driver's clothes immediately turned to the fork in the road and rushed in the direction of Qingming Terrace.
The Qingming Terrace was built very high. Standing on the high platform and looking down, the sentient beings kneeling on the ground are as insignificant as ants.
On the octagonal pillars of the high platform, there is a lotus-shaped bottom, and the holy fire has not yet been lit.
The sky was gloomy, and the high platform seemed to be connected with the sky. Just reach out and touch the stars at night.