Chapter 2542

Hearing the inquiry, Ye Chen smiled slightly and said: "You should be Grandma Jiang's son, right? My surname is Ye. My father and your father were old acquaintances, so he asked me to come and see Grandma Jiang."

The other party asked in surprise: "Your old man knows my old man?"

Ye Chen nodded lightly.

At this time, an old lady slowly walked out from under the cooking shed. The other party looked at Ye Chen with some doubt and asked with a frown: "Young man, do you know my husband?"

Ye Chen said: "You must be Grandma Jiang, right? My father knows your husband."

The old lady hesitated for a moment, then hurriedly said: "Please come in, please come in!"

As she spoke, she said to her son: "Youngest, hurry up and invite the guests into the house, and pour water for the guests."

The middle-aged man hurriedly stepped forward to open the door and said politely: "Please come in, two guests, sit in the house!"

Ye Chen nodded, thanked him, and entered the courtyard with Chen Zekai.

This small courtyard was not big, about dozens of square meters. There were three wooden rooms and two sheds. The two sheds were on the left and right. One had no cover, only a thatched roof, and there was a stove made of mud underneath. The other was built against the wall, with a circle of cover, and the area was not large, looking like a toilet.

And the three wooden rooms were directly opposite the gate. The middle hall was wide open, and there were rooms on the left and right inside, with the doors covered by cloth curtains.

Ye Chen and Chen Zekai followed the middle-aged man into the hall. In the middle of the room against the wall, there was a long, thin altar table. The altar table was pitch black, and the material could not be seen, but from the luster of the patina, it could be seen that this was definitely a very old object.

Above the altar table, there were incense burners and multiple spirit tablets, all of which had the surname Jiang written on them.

And on the wall above the altar table, there were three Chinese-style paintings hanging.

The painting in the center was a middle-aged man in a green long gown. Although the man was withered and thin, he was energetic. With his hands behind his back, he stood on a giant rock on the top of a mountain. His long beard and clothes fluttered with the wind. This old man looked up at the sky, his expression full of ambition;

And on the left side of this painting, there was a seven or eight-year-old child sitting cross-legged at a stone table on the top of the mountain reading a book; on the right side, there was a painting of an old man sitting upright.

Ye Chen had been in contact with antiques, and he could see that these paintings were all ancient paintings, and the age was already quite long.

He couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "These three paintings, although I don't know if they are from the hands of ancient masters, just looking at the exquisite brushwork and unique charm, it can be concluded that they are not ordinary items. If they are sold on the market, not to mention more, they should be worth hundreds of thousands for each, and selling three paintings for one million should be easy."

"One million is not a small amount for ordinary people. Since there are three paintings in the old lady's house that have such value, why was her son cheated to Mexico under the guise of being a seaman? Even the mother and son almost died in a foreign country..."

Up to this point, Ye Chen had more questions in his heart.

However, he could also see from this that his guess yesterday was correct. Although the old lady's life is poor now, the family has been passed down in an orderly manner for more than a thousand years, and the family background is definitely not ordinary!

At this moment, the middle-aged man looked at these two well-dressed young men and was somewhat nervous and constrained. He pointed to the low wooden table and wooden stools in the middle of the hall and said somewhat awkwardly: "Please sit, please sit, two guests. I'm really sorry, the conditions at home are poor, and I've wronged you two. I'll go pour water for you."

Only then did Ye Chen come back to his senses and said with a smile: "Thank you, don't be so polite, we are not thirsty."

While speaking, Grandma Jiang washed her hands clean, and couldn't care about the water droplets on her hands, so she hurriedly ran in, and her mouth was also somewhat terrified: "Please sit down, two distinguished guests. Our family is poor, and there is no decent furniture, not even a good chair to sit on, which is really wronging you two!"

Ye Chen said respectfully: "Grandma Jiang, please sit down first!"

Grandma Jiang hesitated for a moment, then sat down in front of Ye Chen with a smile. She looked at Ye Chen with a kind face and asked curiously: "Young man, you said your old man knows my husband. I don't know how to address your old man?"

Ye Chen didn't know how to answer for a while.

In fact, his previous idea was very simple: after finding the old lady, use the excuse of being the son of her husband's old friend, personally give her a Rejuvenation Pill, and then tell her that he had already bought a house and a storefront for her and her son in Shu Du, and invite them to Shu Du to settle down.

If she doubted his identity or was unwilling to accept it, he had a way, which was psychological suggestion.

At that time, after a round of psychological suggestion, let them fully accept his statement and accept the real estate and funds he gave with peace of mind. In this way, he could also retreat completely.

However, the situation in front of him shows everywhere that this old lady seems to be not ordinary and ordinary. Ye Chen really wants to know more, but if he asks the old lady questions, he has to use that simple and rude way of psychological suggestion, and he really feels sorry for it, so he doesn't know what to do for a while.

The old lady seemed to see Ye Chen's embarrassment and entanglement, so she said to her son: "Youngest, while the sky is not dark yet, take your crossbow and go outside to hunt a pheasant back. There are distinguished guests at home today, so we must kill a chicken to entertain them."

The middle-aged man nodded without hesitation and said: "Okay, Mom, you entertain the guests, I'll go out now."

The middle-aged man said, took a homemade crossbow from behind the door, and then walked out of the house quickly.

Ye Chen could see that the old lady was trying to send her son away, so he didn't say anything.

Chen Zekai asked her with some surprise: "Grandma... going out to hunt so late, won't there be any danger?"

The old lady shook her head and said: "My youngest has the ability to hunt. There are no young people here, and the elderly can't hunt prey, so pheasants and wild boars are everywhere. He is very familiar with this place, so there will be no danger."

As she spoke, the old lady sighed and said with heartache: "It's just that my youngest was cheated to Mexico some time ago and had a kidney and half a liver cut out. Fortunately, his body recovered very well, and there were no sequelae, and he is still full of energy all day long..."

Hearing this, Ye Chen was not surprised.

After all, he only used spiritual energy to erase the old lady and others' memory of himself that day, but their memory of being cheated, harmed, or witnessing others being harmed was still there.

So, he followed the old lady's words and said in surprise: "There is such a shocking thing?"

The old lady nodded, sighed, and added: "My youngest wanted to leave the mountain and let me live a good life, but he never read any books in his life, and he didn't like reading. Since he was a child, he loved to build bows, crossbows, and traps himself, and hunt in the mountains. He couldn't find any good jobs outside, and he didn't have any social experience, so he believed other people's words and went all the way to Mexico, almost losing his life there..."

Ye Chen comforted: "People say that if you don't die in a great disaster, there will be blessings later. You don't have to be too sad."

The old lady nodded, wiped her tears quietly, then looked at Ye Chen and asked seriously: "Young man, I dare to ask you a question, are you the savior of our mother and son?"