The Savior is just a 3-Year-Old

   Chapter 503

  Grandma's face was white.

   "It's him. The slave-maid looked familiar at the time. As if I had seen it somewhere, it was strange and familiar."

  "Can you be familiar or unfamiliar? Back then, my aunt looked at his portrait every day, but after a long time, my aunt won’t let me mention it. The impression of the servant is blurred."

   "And he also knows aunt's favorite Yingjun, besides the few of us in the room, who else knows?"

  The maid yelled abruptly: "Also, the voice of speaking in my aunt's room was heard from time to time last night."

"At that time, the slave and the slave stood at the door in a daze, as if sleeping rather than asleep, thinking that she was dreaming. The slave heard the man's voice in the aunt's room, and this morning the Hewu wine in the aunt's room became a glass of widow. The tasteless sake looks. It is very light, and no one came in or out of the room last night, and the wedding dress sewed by Mr. Du by his aunt was gone."

  There is no sound in front of the hall.

Mr. Xie took a few deep breaths. The only regret in his life was that Du Xun and his sister had never seen each other.

  At this moment, he was deeply relieved.

  A porter came in outside the door to report.

   "Master, a letter from Donggong."

  Xie Ningzhi took it personally and handed it to Taifu Xie.

  Tao Fu Xie looked at him and then cried, his voice trembling.

"Send someone to inform Du's family to go to Huangdu together. In his letter, his Royal Highness said that Du Xun is in the waters of Huangdu. Go and gather his bones for him." After Taifu Xie finished speaking, he loosened his hand and believed Falling to the ground.

  Sure enough, it was the handwriting of His Royal Highness.

  Xie Ningzhi picked up the letter paper, her eyes drooping slightly.

  The characters on the letter “Dragon Feifengwu” are strong, and the characters are like their own.

  Put a stack of letter paper into your sleeve.

   "Grandfather is not anxious, your Royal Highness wants to know something. Since your Royal Highness will send the letter, I am afraid that it is Master Du."

   "As long as she can take care of her old man's mind, she can also feel at ease." Xie Ningzhi said in a low voice of comfort.

  "While looking for the bones of Mr. Du, he gathered up the garment tomb. When the bones come back, they will be buried with the elderly. It is also considered complete."

  Thank the family members nodding their heads.

   "The Du family hasn't left yet, so it's better to ask someone to ask. Taking advantage of the fact that there is someone on hand today, I will take advantage of the man's hand, and I will wait for the du man to enter the soil in the future." There is something to do, and I don't think about sad things.

  The old man agreed.

  In the afternoon, he dug out the happy clothes that disappeared last night from the mound.

  Everyone in the Xie family cried and laughed again, like a madman.

Father Du and Father Xie kept crying: "It's really him. It's really him. That stinky boy actually looks the same as before. In the past, I was worried that when he came back, he had three wives and four concubines surrounded by children. But he I really kept my vows for a lifetime, but I couldn't help but feel distressed." Old man Du smiled relieved.

   is still that boy.

  To die, he looks like a boy.

  Lulu came back from Xie’s house, it was already the night of the sixth day.

  I will return to the Hall of Salvation in a while.

   Seeing the dark circles on her eyes, Lu Huaijiang felt distressed.

"I'm too tired today, can I have some meat? You see, I'm tired and thin. Look, if my face is a little smaller." Lulu squeezed his face and looked pitifully. Lu Huaijiang.

   My legs are almost broken.

  Lu Huaijiang was funny and helpless: "You got tired and thin in one day? Then why is the red string I tied you tighter around your neck?"

  Give her the key to the vault, which is tightened.

  Is there a thin face?

  Her conscience?

  (End of this chapter)