Hearing this, Xi Xiaye's eyebrows also twitched into a ball, and it could be heard that Mu Zixi had a very strong temper.
"Thinking about it, it was our fault at the beginning, and we were negligent in guiding, otherwise there would be no tragedy in the future..."
When Mu Yinan talked about this matter, he felt a little uneasy, and his old eyes were filled with unspeakable pain and struggle, "This matter has always been a thorn in your grandma's heart, and you will always be in your grandma's heart." Just don't bring it up. Xia Ye, you are a sensible child, just keep an eye on Chen'er. Don't think about these old things. There is nothing wrong with being able to live as peacefully as you are now. Knowing too much is a burden."
"As the eldest brother, Chen'er has always defended Ling Tian and Ling Shi, but Ling Tian... everyone knows about this matter, so we can't blame him... because..."
"What are you talking about? Xia Ye, why are you free today?"
A sudden laughter cut off Mu Yinan's words, and the two turned their heads quickly, only to realize that Wang Hui was walking towards them.
"grandmother!"
Xi Xiaye quickly stood up.
"Sit down, I've been looking forward to you for a few days, and I was a little surprised when I heard the housekeeper said that you're coming back. Are you busy these days? What do you want to eat? Grandpa and grandma will make it for you later."
"Grandpa and grandma don't need to be busy, we just come back to see you."
Xi Xiaye smiled happily, "I'll go back and sort out Ashi's things first, she asked me to bring her some books."
"Go, go back after dinner here tonight."
"okay."
Xi Xiaye responded, then turned and left.
…
"What did you say to her? What about Ling Tian, why did you mention this to her? Are you trying to embarrass her?"
Wang Hui just faintly heard something about 'Ling Tian', but now he glanced at Mu Yinan with some warning.
"It's nothing, Dust hasn't forgotten about Ling Tian these years. Today is Ling Tian's birthday, and they just went to Qingshan Cemetery... Sigh, I always feel that it might be okay to talk about this matter, you think we don't If you mention it, will the children be willing to run aground?"
Mu Yinan sighed, got up too, and walked to the other end of the corridor with his hands behind his back a little irritably.
Wang Hui's expression was gloomy and uncertain, and he followed.
"It's been so many years... The children have grown up and sensible, and we can't interfere with them like this. A few days ago, I had received news that Ling Shi was inquiring about what happened to Zixi back then. What it is, you know in your own mind."
Mu Yinan said in a low voice.
"Hmph, so what if I find that person? They're all dead! What's the point of finding it? The biggest failure of my life, Wang Hui, is that I gave birth to such a disappointing daughter! I'm sorry for you!"
Wang Hui took a deep breath, the heavy pain surging up in her chest made her feel a little difficult to breathe, with an unspeakable dull pain.
"Okay, what did you say? You didn't have the child alone. If you want to blame, you can only blame us for caring too little for her and pampering her too much."
"I just feel bad... I..."
"Okay, don't talk about it, it's all over, why bring these up? Add to the trouble!"
Mu Yinan turned around and took a look at Wang Hui, before sighing, "Let the children deal with these things by themselves, we don't have to worry about them, children and grandchildren have their own blessings, let's just watch."
…
And Xi Xiaye on the other side, after hearing Mu Yinan's words, couldn't get any useful information, and felt a little disappointed in her heart. She knew very well that Mu Yinan didn't want her to know too much about these things. The past, as Mu Yuchen said, this topic can almost be regarded as a taboo in the Mu family.
Xi Xiaye pushed open the door of Mu Lingshi's room, and according to the phone call from Mu Lingshi just now, it was all things she needed to bring there at first.
It's nothing more than a few books and a brocade box in a drawer.
The book was about music, and there were a lot of scores, so Xi Xiaye couldn't understand it.
But in the brocade box, there is a very special pen, white, with a blue and white porcelain body, and it is inlaid with fine blue gemstones, which can be seen to be expensive.
"It was Ling Tian's first birthday, and his aunt gave him a gift in the hope that he would become a learned scholar in the future."
Just when Xi Xiaye was looking at the pen in the brocade box, a man's deep and calm voice suddenly sounded in his ears. Xi Xiaye turned his gaze, only to realize that he had been standing behind her at some point. not far away.
"This pen is beautiful."
Xi Xiaye sighed in admiration before handing the brocade box to him.
"Well, this is also the only gift that my aunt left to Ling Tian. Ling Tian has always treasured it. After he passed away, Ling Shi kept it. This thing has a special meaning for the two brothers and sisters. Ling Tian didn't even let anyone touch him back then."
Mu Yuchen reached out to take it, picked up the pen and looked at it carefully, the cool light flickering from the gemstone refracted a faint brilliance, making his handsome face look a bit lonely and bleak.
"According to what you say, Ling Tian should be quite protective of aunt."
As Xi Xiaye said, he reached out to pick up the pen and looked at it carefully.
"Huh? What do these two letters mean?"
Rubbing for a while, Xi Xiaye suddenly discovered that there seemed to be two small letters 'ZX' marked on the gold thread on the inside of the pen cap...
"Zixi?"
After pondering for a while, Xi Xiaye handed the pen to Mu Yuchen.
Mu Yuchen took it and looked at it a few times, his handsome eyebrows were slightly tightened, and he thought for a while before putting it back.
"Hurry up and tidy up."
He closed the brocade box and handed it to her.
"It's almost there, Ashi doesn't have many things."
Xi Xiaye looked around the empty bedroom. Mu Lingshi's entire room was in a gloomy brown style, which suited her temperament very well. Such a person...
"I remember that this room used to be full of all kinds of dolls. Ling Shi loves Barbie dolls and collects all kinds of music boxes. Now..."
"Maybe it's because when I grow up, I don't necessarily like playing with those things. I used to like to fold little stars, but now that I think about it, I feel old-fashioned, so don't think too much about it."
Realizing what he might say next, a smile immediately appeared on her beautiful face, and she quickly cut off his words.
"little stars?"
He narrowed his black eyes, as if remembering something, and stared at her with interest, "At that time, you little girls liked to play with these, especially for the boys you like, would you do it too?" Ever had such a thing?"