When Ling Yiran heard this, she immediately knew that Mr. Su should be sure, but... the teacher's wife was cut off her tendons when she was young, which surprised her very much.

Was it cut off by accident, or... it was cut off by artificiality? And if it was artificial, then who would do such a cruel thing to a woman?

After consulting Mr. Su in detail about the operation, Mr. Kang and his wife planned to go back and discuss before making a decision.

Ling Yiran simply took the two elders back to Yizhai and arranged lunch at Yizhai.

Mr. Kang entered Yi's house and looked around. After a good visit, he couldn't help but praise him.

On the other hand, Master Kang was silent. Although he was also visiting with him, he didn't say much.

But when passing by Yi Jinli and Ling Yiran's master bedroom, Master Kang suddenly said, "Can I...can I go into this room and take a look?"

"Yes." Ling Yiran said, and as he spoke, he opened the door, "This is my bedroom and A Jin."

Mrs. Kang walked into the room, looked around the room, then walked to the door that was connected to the next room, raised her hand and gently opened the door.

Suddenly, another room was revealed.

"Next is my previous room." Ling Yiran said, "But that room is not used much now, it's just putting some clothes and personal supplies."

"This design...is pretty good." Mrs. Kang seemed to sigh and said authentically.

After lunch, Ling Yiran accompanied his master and his wife to stroll around the main house of Yizhai. When he passed by the mourning hall, Master Kang's face suddenly changed.

"here it is......"

"It's a mourning hall. A Jin's father passed away when he was very young, so at that time, A Jin's grandfather set up such a mourning hall here to provide A Jin's father's tablet. I think it's because he hopes that the deceased will rest in peace and gives the living a place to remember. Sometimes when A Jin misses his father, he will come here to worship."

Mrs. Kang's body trembled slightly. Only by holding her hand and standing beside her, the old lawyer Kang, could feel his wife's trembling.

Lawyer Kang couldn't help but hold his wife's hand tighter and said, "I think I've been tired for a long time today, so why not go back to the hotel to take a rest first."

Mrs. Kang's eyes were still staring at the mourning hall, and her lips trembled, "Yes, can you take us in... to see? Since we are here at Yizhai today, then I think your master and I should also give Jinli's father a incense stick."

Ling still hesitated for a moment, "But..."

"Yes, I see you are living so well now, so I also want to worship Jinli's father. After all, you also know that your master and I have no children. I have regarded you as a child over the years, and it is also appropriate to worship your father-in-law!" said Master Kang's wife.

"Okay, then." Ling Yiran said, and took the two of them into the ancestral hall. On the outside of the ancestral hall, there was a photo of Yi Jinli's father's death hanging on the wall.

Who would have thought that the tragic end of the person who was as warm and elegant as a handsome young man would have frozen to death on the roadside in the end?

As soon as the old lawyer Kang and Mrs. Kang entered the ancestral hall, they stared at the huge black and white photo.

After a long time, Mr. Kang murmured, "It's a pity to die young."
Chapter completed!