Transmigrated into his own aunt

Chapter 203 Rules
arrived at the destination.

Ying Wanwan looked around and felt that it was too conspicuous to enter through the main entrance. The neighbors asked and wanted to explain, so she simply entered through the alley, walked around to the back door, and opened the door with a key.

The yard was full of fallen leaves and dust, and most of the precious flowers and plants on the stone pier were withered.

The persimmon tree facing the main entrance has luxuriant branches and leaves, covered with green fruits, the branches are bent, and you can touch the persimmons with your hands.

"This yard is nice. It's so hot outside, but it's chilly here. The blue bricks on the floor feel like ancient ones. I don't know if there are any antique calligraphy and paintings in the house."

"You think too much."

Ying Wanwan opened the door of the main house, and there was an altar table facing the door in the living room. On it was a portrait of Confucius. There were no tributes on the altar. There was an incense burner in the middle, and incense offerings were on the side, and mahogany seats were placed on the left and right sides. Chairs, near the door, each is a bedroom.

There was a thick layer of dust on the furniture.

"This portrait is the first time I've seen someone hang it up so blatantly. We used to have it in our house, but it was taken down later, so I never dared to hang it."

Ying Wanwan felt that Xiao Nanlin might have been scared by the big environment before, but luckily she didn't have that kind of memory, "You can hang it now, but the layout of our house is not suitable for hanging this portrait." The water pump pumped a bucket of water and wiped an incense table.

He took out the incense at hand, lit it, bowed a few times, and put it in the incense burner.

"I'll come too." Xiao Nanlin reached out to get the incense.

Ying Wanwan slapped her hand off, "Aren't you out of your mind? You're not from the Ying family, so you can't order incense offerings blindly."

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The old house of the Ying family is considered to be the only real old house on this street. The ones nearby should have been built later, and they all look relatively new in comparison.

And some are in disrepair for a long time, with red bricks, it seems neither fish nor fowl.

Her room is in the west wing of the backyard, a very small room.

Ying Wanwan stood in front of the door, her hands trembling slightly, wondering if the bedroom looked the same as it would be decades later.

With a muffled creak.

The door was pushed open, and the target scene was very ordinary, but the pink lace gauze curtain on the bed was particularly conspicuous.

Wardrobe and dressing table are all available.

Xiao Nanlin looked around, "I thought your house was a golden house, it doesn't look like much, but it's better than ordinary houses."

Ying Wanwan: "."

I remember that there were photos of my great-grandfather and the others in the drawer of the bedside dresser where she used to live, but the layout inside is very different from what it will be decades later. I don’t know if there are any now.

Stepping forward, he opened the drawer casually, and an old photo album on the right came into view.

Except that the photo album is different, the location of the photo album has not changed, and there is an unspeakable sourness in my heart.

Every little thing can make her connect to the level that she is a double.

She sighed softly, but couldn't help the urge to look through the photo album, most of them were photos of her second grandfather, and occasionally she could find other people's photos.

Many photos were taken in the courtyard, and some were taken at the door.

Xiao Nanlin suddenly gasped, and pointed to a row of villains behind the little boy in the photo, "Look, the two on the far right are me and my brother, and they are actually in your family's photo album."

Ying Wanwan took a closer look, "Really? You can't see clearly." The photo is black and white, except for the person close to the camera which is very clear, the rest of the people are basically blurred and their facial features cannot be seen clearly.

"I recognized it from the style of the clothes and the braids. I still have this clothes at home."

Ying Wanwan felt strange, "I'll bring the photo album, and I'll let your brother recognize it later." The takeaway asked him to tell about her grandparents when they were young.

Ying Wanwan wandered around Ying's house, and when she was about to leave, the gate of the front yard was slowly pushed open.

A slender figure stood under the lintel.

Ying Wanwan was taken aback, they just arrived at Ying's house, and Ying Dong followed, "Second Uncle? Why did you come here? I just arrived here, I should have known, I'll come in your car." The photo album in his hand, quickly put it behind his back and hid it.

Ying Dong caught a glimpse of her small movements, and smiled nonchalantly, "I'm on vacation recently, and I picked you up at your home early in the morning, and wanted to take you on a trip to other places. Your in-laws said that you went back to your hometown, so I came here specially."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yu Yan carried his luggage to the door, and he still had a cattail fan in his hand, "In this weather, if you ask me, I can only sit at home, eat watermelon, blow on an electric fan, and go out for a trip. "

Ying Dong looked back, his eyes swept over Yu Yan, "You can choose not to go."

Ying Wanwan didn't plan to go either, "I still have to work to earn money, I can't go anywhere this summer vacation."

"Ms. Ying's daughter, there is no need to worry about making a living. If you don't have any money, I'll give it to you." Ying Dong took out a black folding wallet from his trousers pocket, pulled out a card and handed it to Yu. Yan, "Yu Yan, please make a quick trip and go to the Bank of China to get a thousand."

Ying Wanwan: "."

Is he holding a bank card?

She went to the post office to withdraw money, and everyone had passbooks in their hands. How could he have a card?
Approaching, glanced at the past, similar to a bank card, but not, about the size of a postcard, it may be the bank's privilege for a small number of customers.

Yu Yan had already taken the card, muttered a few words, turned and went out.

Ying Wanwan stepped forward, fixed her eyes on Ying Dong, her eyes widened in shock, "You want to give me a thousand? Aren't you afraid that I'm a fake?"

Ying Dong smiled narrowly, "If you're a counterfeit, I have evidence, and if I bring it back, I won't be able to escape."

"I'm just kidding. Believe it or not, I am from your family. The medical level of foreign countries is higher than that of our country. You can send some of my blood samples or hair to my parents for a paternity test, saving you from writing a letter." For them, it will be troublesome to open the coffin for an autopsy, and it's not safe." Ying Wanwan smiled, but her words were a little cold.

Ying Dong: "."

Is this niece a fortune teller?Say it all!

It was precisely for this reason that he came back this time, and now that she exposed him face to face, he felt a little ashamed.

In fact, from the process of getting along, he had already admitted her in his heart.

But it should be tested, it still needs to be tested, so that it can be steadfast.

Wiping the cold sweat off his forehead with a handkerchief, he denied it, "You have so many eyes. Your parents will return to China next month, and when they meet, they should be able to recognize you at a glance."

Ying Wanwan pursed her lips lightly. At that time, the matter had already come to a definite conclusion. When they came back, of course they recognized her directly.

Ying Wanwan didn't break Ying Dong's mind, she still smiled at Yan Yan, "My brother, are they coming back together?" She called her grandpa awkwardly, subconsciously looked up at the sky.

The scorching sun was largely blocked by the persimmon trees with flourishing branches and leaves overhead.

The powerful beam of light passed through the gaps between the leaves and fell on the ground, forming a mottled tree shadow.

Ying Dong was amused by the flash of fear on her face, what was she afraid of?Covering her smile, "Go inside, it's hot outside."

(End of this chapter)