Section 9: Drifting away

The sun was setting, but not quite.

There was still light in the sky, but everything seemed to be covered with gray. Looking through the window, the mountains in the distance are gradually approaching the heavy black.

The drawing room was dim, and my aunt and uncle were sitting high in the throne, and their faces and expressions were clouded and indistinguishable.

Seeing the two altars of wine Fang Yuan brought with him, Uncle Guyue Frozen's brow turned into a knot, and he opened his mouth: "Time is flying, you are already fifteen years old." You all have bad teachers, especially Fang Zheng, aunt and uncle are proud of you. I'll give you six dollar stones each, and you two brothers take them. Refining the poison insects consumes the true yuan, and you need these Yuan stones."

Said, there is a slave to come, to the ninth section of Fang Yuan: gradually away Fang Zheng two brothers each a small bag.

Fang Yuan put away his bag and kept silent.

Fang Zheng immediately opened the mouth of the bag and saw that it contained six oval gray and white Yuan stones. His face was suddenly filled with gratitude, he rose from his seat and saluted his aunt and uncle: "Thank you, aunt and uncle, my nephew needs the Yuan stone to supplement the true Yuan." You have raised your nephew so big, and your nephew will bear it in mind and never forget it!"

My uncle smiled and nodded.

My aunt quickly waved her hand, and the other side was gently saying: "Sit down, sit down." You two may not be ours, but we have always raised you as our own sons. And we're proud of what you've done. Well, we have no children, and sometimes we wish you could be ours."

These words have a great meaning, Fang Zheng did not hear, but Fang Yuan slightly frown.

Sure enough, my uncle continued, "I have talked to your aunt about adopting you into our family and becoming a real family." Founder, I wonder if you would like to?"

Fang Zheng was stunned for a moment, but his face soon emerged with joy, and he accepted it: "To tell the truth, since the death of his parents, section 9: gradually separated, my nephew is very eager for the day of family reunion." How wonderful it will be to be a family with my aunt and uncle!"

My aunt looked relieved and laughed: "Then you are our good son, and you are still called aunt and uncle?"

"Father, mother." Fang Zheng suddenly changed his story.

My aunt and uncle all laughed.

"Good son, it is not in vain that my husband and wife have raised you since the age of five, but they have raised you for a whole ten years." My aunt was weeping.

My uncle looked at the silent Fang Yuan and said gently, "Fang Yuan, what is my intention?"

Fang Yuan shook his head and said nothing.

"Brother." Ancient month Fang Zheng want to persuade, but was blocked by uncle.

Without changing his tone, my uncle said, "In that case, Nephew Fang Yuan, we will not force you." It's just that you are 15 years old, and you should be independent, so that you can inherit your family branch. My uncle has prepared two hundred stones for you, as a grant."

"Two hundred stones! Fang Zheng suddenly stared round eyes, he had never seen so many Yuan stone, can not help but reveal a look of envy.

Which know Fang Yuan is still shaking his head.

Fang Zheng was puzzled, but his uncle's face changed slightly, and his aunt's face also darkened.

"Aunt and uncle, if there is nothing else, my nephew will take leave." Fang Yuan did not give them the opportunity to speak again, dropped this sentence, picked up the wine, directly out of the hall.

Fang Zheng stood up and said, "Father, mother, brother is not able to think for a while, why not let me persuade him?"

My uncle waved his hand and sighed deliberately, "Oh, this cannot be forced, you have this heart, and you are already very pleased for your father." Please help Master Fang Zheng stay here and live in peace."

"The son retired." Fang Zheng withdrew, and the living room fell silent.

The sun had set well, and the living room grew darker.

For a moment, my uncle's cold voice came from the gloom: "It seems that Fang Yuan, this little brat, has already seen through our plan."

In the family rules of the Guyue family, it is expressly stipulated that the eldest son of sixteen years old has the qualification to inherit the family property.

Fang Yuan's parents, have died, leaving a rich legacy, are being "safeguarded" by aunt and uncle.

This estate is worth more than 200 dollars.

If Fang Yuan was adopted to his uncle and aunt like Fang Zheng, he would not be eligible to inherit this inheritance. If Fang Yuan is an independent portal at the age of 15 this year, it does not conform to the provisions of family inheritance.

"Fortunately, we managed to win over Fang Zheng, and Fang Yuan only has Grade C qualifications." My uncle sighed again, feeling very grateful.

"That master, Fang Yuan clearly wants to go out independently at the age of 16, what should we do?" My aunt's voice became anxious at the thought of the inheritance.

"Well, if he's up to no good, he can't blame us. If we catch him in his error, and expel him from his home, before he goes out on his own, we disqualify him from inheriting." "Snorted my uncle coldly.

"But Fang Yuan, this little brat, is very clever, how can he make mistakes?" My aunt wondered.

My uncle suddenly rolled his eyes and whispered, "You are so stupid! He doesn't make mistakes. Can't we frame him? Let Shen Cui that wench to seduce Fang yuan first, and then cry foul, we were stolen on the spot, and then planted him a drunken disorderly sex, crazy charges, but also afraid of not out of Fang Yuan?"

"Sir, you still have a plan, a wonderful one!" My aunt was overjoyed at once.

The thick night covered the sky, and the stars were mostly hidden by the overcast. The cottage gradually lit up every house.

Furutsuki was ushered into a room.

"Master Fang Zheng, this is the room that the master himself told the old slave to tidy up specially for you." Sister Shen introduced her gallantly, hunched over and with a flattering smile on her face.

Fang is looking around, his eyes bright. The room was twice as big as the one he had lived in before, with a large bed in the center, a sandalwood desk on one side of the windowsill, with delicate pens, ink, paper and inkstones, and exquisite hanging ornaments on all sides of the walls. Even the underfoot is no ordinary floor, but covered with a soft handmade carpet.

Growing up, Fang Zheng had never lived in a room like this. Immediately nodded repeatedly: "This is very good, really good." Thank you Sister Shen."

This Shen mother is the aunt of the most valued person, the management of the servants up and down the family, is a real housekeeper.

Fang Yuan's personal servant girl Shen Cui, is her daughter.

Shen Grandma laughed and said, "Where can you dare to thank the young master? Yes, you should! Eat and sleep as well as you can, young master. Ring the bell beside your bed if you want anything, and a servant will come up at once. The master has instructed you to concentrate on your spiritual cultivation these days and leave all other trifles to our subordinates."

Fang Zheng's heart was filled with gratitude again, and he did not say anything more, but silently made up his mind: this time, we must win the first place, and not let our aunt and uncle down!

...

The clouds in the sky grew heavier and the night grew darker. Almost all the stars in the night sky were obscured by clouds, leaving only a few shining weakly and struggling in the sky.

"My aunt and uncle must be thinking of how to expel me from the house. In my previous life, I secretly instigated my subordinates to provoke me, then planted evidence on me, and finally expelled me from my home. I don't know what will change in this life." Fang Yuan walked in the street, the heart of the sneer more than.

He had long seen the true nature of his aunt and uncle.

But it's understandable.

Dead birds for food, whether it is the earth or this world, there are always so many people for the benefit of trampling on family, friendship, love.

In fact, there is no kinship at all. At the beginning, my uncle and aunt adopted Fang Yuan Fang Zheng, the fundamental purpose is to covet the inheritance. Just Fang Yuan Fang Zheng two brothers frequently let them surprise.

"The beginning is always difficult, especially for me. I have no talent, no teacher care, equivalent to self-made. The inheritance of my parents is a great springboard for me. The inheritance of the previous life was taken away by my uncle and aunt, and it took me two years to practice to the peak. This mistake must not be made again in this lifetime."

Fang Yuan walked like this, while thinking.

He did not stay in his dwelling place, but carried two jars of wine and pointed out of the village.

The night sky is more and more gloomy, dark clouds cover the stars, the mountain wind is blowing, there is a tendency to gradually strengthen.

It's about to rain.

But still explore. To get his parents' inheritance back, that will have to wait until he is sixteen next year. And the wine walker's legacy is something that may be acquired in the near future.

There were few pedestrians on the streets. There was a dim light in the roadside houses, and some trivial household garbage, as well as leaf dust, were blown by the wind and scattered at will.

Fang Yuan thin clothes, some can not stop the mountain wind, can not help but feel a cold.

He simply opened the bottle he was carrying and took a small drink. Although it is muddy wine, but after swallowing, there is a warm rising up.

It was the first real drink he'd had in days.

The more you want to go out of the cottage, the more sparse the houses along the road, the dimmer the lights.

Ahead, it's even darker. The wind blows on the mountains, and the tree branches sway in the night, roaring like beasts.

Fang Yuan's pace without any hesitation, out of the cottage gate, in the dark road gradually away.

And behind him, is the bright and brilliant lights.

In this light, there is a warm corner.

My brother Gu Yuefang was sitting at his desk, reviewing the notes he had taken in class. The house was brightly lit, the solid walls blocked the cold wind, and in his hand stood a cup of warm ginseng tea, the heat curling up.

"Master Fang Zheng, hot water for your bath is ready for you." Outside the door, Shen Cui's voice came gently.

Fang Zheng heart move: "Then take it in."

Shen Cui with a face of Mei meaning, twisted waist into the room.

"My slave has seen Master Fang Zheng." She looked over at Fang Zheng with wide eyes. Fang Yuan is only a C grade, but Fang Zheng is A grade qualification. Can climb up to him, is the real big wealth!

Daaaaaa!