Singer?

Yue Qianqiu immediately thought of a familiar noun.

Turning around and seeing the man standing outside the back door, still a distance away from him. He raised his eyes and looked at the other person for a moment, raised his eyebrows suspiciously: "Who are you?"

But the middle-aged man became excited and excited. He was wearing half-new clothes and was even more old and asked anxiously: "Brother Xin, is it you?"

Confidant that he had just heard the wrong word before, Yue Qianqiu glanced at the other party, glanced at the black cloth shoes that were washed with white hair, and then calmly said: "Speak human words."

The two servants who were washing clothes by the well were originally pricking up their ears and eavesdropping. When they heard Yue Qianqiu's three words "speaking human words", they almost burst into laughter and almost staggered from the stool.

The middle-aged man froze and then hurriedly showed a sad face. He wiped his eyes, seemed to wipe his tears, and walked across the threshold and entered the back door of Yue Mansion: "Young Master Ninth, my surname is Ding, Ding Youcai, you are your biological uncle."

Yue Qianqiu couldn't help but squint his eyes. The old man just said in the study outside Yuzhai that his biological mother might be named Ding. In just a few days, someone rushed up like a fly smelling fishy smell.

Is it so easy for outsiders to come in at the back door of Yue’s house?

"Ding Youcai? What's the use of being talented? It's better to call Ding Facai..." He talked seriously. Seeing that Ding Youcai was choked by his face, he asked curiously, "Also, what is my uncle?"

The two servants finally couldn't help but laughed out loud. But after laughing, they saw Yue Qianqiu hooking hands at them, quickly stood up embarrassedly, wiped their wet hands on the apron, and hurried over. But as soon as they arrived in front of Yue Qianqiu, they heard a jaw-dropping question.

"I only know that I have grandpa, uncle, aunt, brothers, sisters, and nieces. What is uncle?"

Everyone in the Yue Mansion knows this. Now, the Fourth Master is not sure whether he is dead or alive. Therefore, there is naturally no so-called Fourth Wife. The girl he was attracted to back then had already married. Since there is no nominal adoptive mother, where did Yue Qianqiu get his uncle?

The two servants looked at each other and saw Yue Qianqiu blinking at them. One of them understood and smiled, "Young Master Ninth is right, you really don't have an uncle."

Yue Qianqiu was very satisfied with the maid's answer, and naturally moved to her side again, but blinked in confusion and looked at Ding Youcai: "Since I don't have an uncle, who is he?"

Ding Youcai didn't expect that he would be squeezed into this scene by a child. His face looked very bad. After a while, he said awkwardly: "Junior Jiu, I am the brother of your biological mother, so I am really your uncle. My poor girl took the child to Beijing to join me, who knew she was sick halfway..."

"What does your sister look like? Are she tall or short, fat or thin? What clothes do she usually like to wear and what jewelry? Are her eyes big or small, willow-leaf eyebrows or crescent moon eyebrows, red phoenix eyes or double eyelids?"

When this series of questions came to an end, the two servants were completely stunned, and the poor Ding Youcai's face turned blue and white, and he was stunned for a long time before he stuttered: "My girl has a beautiful appearance and a medium figure. She is neither fat nor thin, and willow-leaf eyebrows..."

"Okay." Yue Qianqiu suddenly interrupted Ding Youcai's words, then looked at the middle-aged man who came to recognize his relatives with sympathy, and suddenly showed a smile, "Grandpa told me that the woman who was probably my mother, who was four feet tall and thick, had her eyebrows like a lying silkworm, her face like a full moon, and her figure was also very tall... So, this uncle, you have recognized the wrong person."

Facing Yue Qianqiu's face that was extremely sincere, Ding Youcai's face turned pale. The next moment, he was too lazy to talk nonsense anymore, took a deep breath, and suddenly reached out and rushed towards Yue Qianqiu.

He thought that this trick would be very easy, but Yue Qianqiu flashed behind a servant. His reaction was also very fast, and he immediately slid and continued to chase Yue Qianqiu. However, he thought that the ninth young master was embarrassed in Yue Mansion, and the two servants could only act like this at most, but they immediately lifted their sleeves and pressed them up.

One of the big and thick servants stepped forward and pressed his shoulder unexpectedly, and suddenly tripped hard under his feet. The other short servant was even more fierce and directly crashed into his arms.

He fell on his back after being caught off guard by such a double blow. Two servants actually pressed on him one after another, and the three of them immediately rolled on the ground into a ball.

The next moment, Ding Youcai heard a clear and sharp voice: "There are robbers! Catch robbers!"

Catch... robber?

Ding Youcai saw Yue Qianqiu like a quick little rabbit, flying as if he was rushing into the small door leading to the inner courtyard. Then, the sound of catching the robbers slashed through the sky.

He was stunned for a moment, and his face immediately changed drastically and wanted to get up. However, the two servants pressed on him were too strong. He pushed them twice, but he could not move. He could only watch seven or eight strong servants holding sticks rushed out. For a moment, the sticks like raindrops fell towards him.

Only through another yard with a wall, Yue Qianqiu grabbed the corner of a thick servant's clothes with one hand, his face calm and unpredictable.

But when the majestic servant who gave orders looked down at him, he immediately showed a cute smile: "Aunt Zhao is so amazing."

"Young Master Ninth is so powerful."

Aunt Zhao was both headache and helpless. Since the old man accidentally let it go, most servants stayed away from each other because of their masters, or because of envy, jealousy and hatred. But for those who were washing clothes, no matter which master in the mansion, they were really far away.

Yue Qianqiu used to wander here, chatting with them with interest, bringing some good tea and snacks, and a lot of broken silk and scraps were spread out. The hands of people who took them were short and the mouth of people who ate were short. Otherwise, the two servants outside would be so resistant to people's death?

Even if he was the leader, after being called by Yue Qianqiu, he heard the little guy shouting to catch the robber so loudly, could he still watch it?

"Young Master Ninth, it's not that I'm talking too much. If you make such a fuss, others will talk about your life experience."

"Grandpa has said it, how can others not be allowed to discuss it?" Yue Qianqiu narrowed his eyes and said with a smile, as if he had no interest in this person who claimed to be his uncle.

Only he knew that he was carrying it, but the old man saw a woman waiting to die halfway through, so he took someone's child home to raise him? The old man even made a trap for him even though he had exposed his life experience!

In the evening, Mr. Yue's sedan chair fell steadily at the second door. When he bent down and got out of the sedan chair, he was facing the rigid face of Mr. Yue San.

He fought wits and courage with his colleagues and subordinates for a day, and didn't want to go home and look at his face again. He immediately turned his back impatiently and stepped back. After entering the second gate and walking a few steps, he asked without looking back: "What happened again?"

"Qianqiu..."

As soon as he heard these two words, Old Master Yue's face darkened and said, "Who bullied him?"

Master Yue San couldn't help but be angry: "Dad, who doesn't know that you have never spoiled your grandson so much, who dares to bully him?"

"Why, I feel unhappy? What you want to say is that I don't spoil my grandson so much, but I don't spoil my son so much, right? How old are you, you are jealous of a child!"

What are you jealous? How do you use idioms? I am not a woman!

Master Yue San wanted to cry because of his old man's words.

He was too lazy to talk nonsense, and he told the storm of catching robbers in the backyard directly, and then shut up to avoid being criticized by the old man as soon as he opened his mouth.

Fortunately, the old man was silent for a while and did not say anything unpleasant. Instead, he simply ordered: "Take the person to Hemingxuan and I will ask myself."

Hemingxuan in the inner courtyard is opposite to Youyuzhai in the outer courtyard. One is the old man’s usual living place, and the other is a place to entertain guests.

The ladies in the clothes, including Aunt Zhao, have never been to an important place in the mansion like Hemingxuan in their life. Now standing outside the door, they all hang their heads low.

Ding Youcai, who had a bruised nose and swollen face, knelt in the door, his clothes were torn into strips, and his whole body was hurt everywhere, but he was even more careful.

Only Yue Qianqiu seemed to be fine. When Old Master Yue entered the door, he smiled and called Grandpa, directly rubbing against the old position on his right hand.

Old Master Yue didn't look at others, and asked Yue Qianqiu with a calm face: "Qianqiu, how many times have I told you not to run around, why don't you listen?"

"Who knew that the robbers would be involved in Haoduan's family."

Yue Qianqiu lowered his head and muttered, then glanced at the hunched laundry women outside the door.

He quickly explained the incident, but he didn't even mention that he had been familiar with the laundry women. Once something really happened, he was sure to call the most powerful women to help.

He didn't want others to help but made him feel slutty.

Ding Youcai, who was kneeling on the ground, found that Old Master Yue's face was getting darker and darker, and hurriedly defended: "I'm not a robber, I'm really the ninth prince's uncle..."

Before Ding Youcai finished speaking, Old Master Yue said slowly: "There are so many people coming in and out at the back door every day, and there are at least seven or eight children playing, and at most a dozen. Seeing Qianqiu's clothes are not silly, no one calls him the Ninth Master, and he has never seen you before. How did you recognize him? Why do you determine that he is your nephew?"

Seeing that Ding Youcai froze suddenly, Old Master Yue smashed the handrail frequently and said word by word: "Xiaoying, take my famous post to Yingtian Prefecture and ask me!"

Song Qiying, the promoter of Yingtian Mansion, is one of his hard-core gangsters!

Ding Youcai's expression suddenly changed, but he had no time to speak. A middle-aged man standing on the left side suddenly appeared in front of him, holding his collar in his left hand and then punched him hard on his stomach.

When this middle-aged man, who was called Xiaoying, was indeed like a ghost, dragged Ding Youcai out like a dead dog, the old man glanced at the laundry women: "Everyone who has made great contributions to catching thieves has always been rewarded for money."

Is this a question in person? I have already concluded without asking, okay?

Master Yue San was not sincere in his heart and confidantly complaining about the simplicity and rudeness of the old man, and he was not mentally willing to be the ladies who kowtowed and thanked him. He glanced at Yue Qianqiu, but saw the scene of the little guy bowing his head and begging his fingers.

He soon waited for the old man's statement: "Qianqiu, do you know you're wrong?"

Hearing that the old man's tone was not kind, Yue Qianqiu raised his head and showed a sincere smile on his face: "I've recorded it, and never talk to strangers in the future."

As if afraid that the reflection would not be profound enough, he added: "Especially don't talk to strangers who come to know relatives, so as not to confront people every time."

Old Master Yue was immediately excited. It turns out that he was confronting a liar who didn’t know where he came from?
Chapter completed!