House Management Chapter 4741: Certificate

Zhang Yu stopped and looked at the middle-aged woman who had fallen asleep, very happy in his heart. Because Zhang Yu can basically tell if she has a relationship with Xihong as long as she gives this woman a mogu.

Zhang Yu didn't waste time, and then lifted up the quilt covering the middle-aged woman.

Good guy, the charming scenery inside was revealed as soon as the quilt was lifted up. Zhang Yu never thought that the middle-aged woman would take off so clean before. At a glance, Zhang Yu could see that the middle-aged woman had a red birthmark in the same position as Xihong's body.

The two birthmarks are almost exactly the same. There is no such a coincidence in the world. The skins of the two people looked similar, both white jade and smooth. But Zhang Yu didn't care about this, and immediately reached out and turned the middle-aged woman over, turning her back up.

Zhang Yu then began to touch the back of the middle-aged woman's head, and continued to touch down the back of the head, touching the woman's back.

After touching for a while, Zhang Yu has already got a general idea about the middle-aged woman.

Middle-aged women are indeed cultivators, of course, which sect, this is intangible. The middle-aged woman has one son and one daughter, and they are all still in the world. This is exactly the same as Xihong's fate. Also, in the middle-aged woman's hit, there were two men in total, and one of them was dead.

According to Xihong's fate, she and her brother belonged to half-parents, and the mothers of the two should be middle-aged women. The only difference is that they are born to women and different men. In addition, Zhang Yu had already figured it out before, and Xihong's father was no longer there. In other words, the man killed by the middle-aged woman was Xihong's father.

Who is the man who is still alive, and who is Xihong's brother, this is indistinguishable. As for the future fate of the middle-aged woman, Zhang Yu didn't figure it out, as if it was the same as Xihong, who had already reached a turning point in her life. At this turning point, no one can predict what the outcome will be.

Everyone’s life has an inflection point. Generally speaking, this kind of inflection point is often nothing more than two possibilities, one is between rich and noble and ordinary and plain; the other is between life and death. The inflection point between rich and dignified and ordinary is sometimes difficult to predict, because it cannot be said that rich and dignified are good, and ordinary is not good. This inflection point between life and death is even more difficult to determine, even if it is human intervention, it cannot be finalized. It is very possible that due to the appearance of a certain person, this person could have lived but died; if he should have died, he did not die.

Zhang Yu is proficient in this way, so he is very clear about this.

At this moment, Zhang Yu is completely certain that the middle-aged woman Aunt Hua is Xihong's mother. Through all the reactions of Xihong, Zhang Yu was able to conclude that Xihong should not have been panicking. She did not know that the parents who raised her were not actually her biological parents. Her own father is dead, and her mother is the matter of Aunt Hua, Xihong also doesn't know.

The question is, does Aunt Hua know that Xihong is her biological daughter? Perhaps, Aunt Hua didn't know; or perhaps, Aunt Hua knew. Everything can be a game.

"Fog Hidden Villa, it's really a place like mist... I originally thought that this place is just a place where dirt and dirt are hidden. The owner here only intends to use these people to do something in the future... Now it seems, really It’s getting more and more complicated...Auntie Hua, who is she? With her strength, she shouldn’t be like this... Even if you can’t live in a first-class room here, it should be okay to live in a middle-class room, why? If you want to be bullied, let's be a mermaid... It can be seen that although she is in this place, she is very reluctant to be toyed with by a man..." Zhang Yu muttered in his heart again.

Although he couldn't figure out the bottom line in his mind, he knew a little bit after all.

Zhang Yu then turned the middle-aged woman over, let her face up, lay down in the original position, and then covered her with a quilt. Zhang Yu then stretched out his hand to touch the top of the middle-aged woman's head.

He can press people to fall asleep, and he can also press people to wake up. However, just when Zhang Yu's hand was placed on the top of the middle-aged woman's head, a voice suddenly appeared in the middle-aged woman's mouth, "Xiu Qi...I'm sorry...I'm hurting you..."

As soon as he heard the woman's voice, Zhang Yu was taken aback for a moment. He looked at the middle-aged woman carefully and was sure that the other party did not wake up. Look at the meaning, it should be something I dreamed of, and I was talking.

Zhang Yu originally wanted to wake the woman up, but now, he changed his mind and withdrew his hands.

Soon, the woman lifted her lips lightly, and said softly: "Our daughter...where is now, I don't know...he just promised me that he won't go to our daughter...will not kill him ... I really have enough life here... I regret it... It was better to die..."

Zhang Yu listened carefully, and when the woman had finished speaking, she stopped speaking. Zhang Yu waited for a while, but still didn't see the woman continue to talk in dreams. Zhang Yu understands that when people are dreaming and talking in dreams, they are often the things they miss the most, so they can't help but tell them. Generally speaking, it's just a few sentences, and I won't continue to say it.

After hesitating, Zhang Yu stretched out his hands again and massaged the top of the middle-aged woman's head.

In a moment, Zhang Yu took his hand back and looked at each other with a soft "um" in the woman's mouth.

The middle-aged woman opened her eyes faintly, and she saw Zhang Yu at the first glance. She immediately said: "I... I just seemed to fall asleep... I'm sorry..."

"It's okay. This is mainly a normal reaction after the silver needle puncturing acupuncture points. You can look in the mirror later to see how it works?" Zhang Yuping said peacefully.

"Thank you..." the middle-aged woman said, closing her eyes again, and then said: "You can do it now..."

What does this mean? Of course Zhang Yu knows clearly, but Zhang Yu smiled and said: "Um... I suddenly don't have this idea... Or else this time... By the way, can you please? Owe..."

"I owe it first..." The middle-aged woman was visibly stunned, and opened her eyes. It seemed that this was the first time she had encountered this kind of thing. The middle-aged woman said: "This...this kind of thing...I don't count..."

"Forget it...no two formulas...I will think about it next time, and I'll come to you..." While talking, Zhang Yu stood up freely, turned around and walked outside.

He went through the moon door, came to the door, opened the door, and walked out. After leaving the room, he closed the door easily.

The middle-aged woman looked at Zhang Yu's leaving back, with a face of inexplicable expression. What kind of thing is this? After giving myself acupuncture and moxibustion, I didn't do anything else and just left.

After a while, the middle-aged woman opened the quilt, sat up, and got out of bed.

In the bedroom, there is a dressing table. She walked to the dressing table and looked at the mirror on the dressing table. The light on her face in the mirror is much better.

"It's really good... I didn't see it, he still has such a method... It's just, what does he mean..." The middle-aged woman muttered in her heart.