The woman's eyes moved to Yang Ruoqing again: "I have to leave. We will meet again someday if we are destined."

Yang Ruoqing nodded: "Well, go away madam!"

…

The woman left first, escorted by her men.

Luo Fengtang and Yang Ruoqing still stood there in a daze for a while.

Yang Ruoqing took the jade pendant and looked at it carefully.

"The texture is really good, even better than the ruby ​​on the hairpin that Ning Su gave to Xiao Yu."

Like a jade expert, she was looking at and evaluating.

"If you send this jade pendant to a jade shop, it will cost you at least several hundred taels of silver."

"This lady must be a noble from Daliao!" she said.

Luo Fengtang said nothing, his focus at the moment was not here.

"What, why don't you say anything?"

Yang Ruoqing noticed something strange about him and asked.

He came back to his senses, looking a little depressed.

"I originally planned to come to this canyon, hoping to find some clues."

"But, I didn't find anything at all." He said.

Yang Ruoqing looked around and said, "Nineteen years have passed, and even if there are any clues, they have been wiped out long ago."

"You can't rush this matter. If you can't find it here, maybe there is somewhere else?"

"Uncle Yan will help us. If we wait patiently, we will come all the way here anyway."

After some comfort from her, Luo Fengtang's mood finally improved.

The two men planned to exit the canyon.

…

Returned to Yan Huaian's home.

At night, after dinner, Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang planned to go back to the house to rest.

He was kept by Yan Huaian.

"A guest will be coming over in a while. Don't leave. Stay and meet him together," he said.

Yang Ruoqing was surprised.

I glanced at the sky outside the house.

Everyone has had dinner, and every household is going to sleep behind closed doors.

Who is so free that he comes to visit us so late?

Could it be...?

She turned her gaze to Yan Huaian for verification.

Yan Huai comforted his beard and smiled knowingly: "Yes, it is the tribe where your great-grandmother belonged, the elder who entrusted me to find the token."

After a stick of incense, I was in a hidden reception room of Yan Huai's house.

Yang Ruoqing finally met the elder of the clan with a sense of expectation.

He is tall and carries a little weight on his back.

His hair, eyebrows, beard, and even eyelashes were all white.

However, his face glowed with a healthy rosiness.

Wearing the fox-fur clothes of a minority ethnic group in the north, he is in good spirits.

Visually, he is in his early sixties. Sitting above Yan Huaian, he looks younger than Yan Huaian.

But when he heard his age, he was already eighty.

Yang Ruoqing was shocked.

No wonder when Yan Huaian introduced the two parties just now, he said that the old man was the chief elder of the group of elders.

He is so old and highly respected.

"Elder, your body bones are really strong and well-maintained. I really admire you." She couldn't help but praise.

The white-haired elder smiled and looked at Yang Ruoqing: "The little girl is not timid, very good, very good."

Yang Ruoqing smiled.

But I couldn't help but curse in my heart.

Auntie, the person I am afraid of has not yet come to this world.

Opposite, the elder looked at Yang Ruoqing carefully: "I am a few years older than your great-grandmother, and I watched her grow up."

"My child, although your facial features and eyebrows are not very similar to those of the young lady back then."

"But your temperament is 70% similar to hers!"

"I just saw you for the first time, and I couldn't help but think of her back then, and you were in the same situation..." He sighed.

Yang Ruoqing knew that the eldest lady he was talking about was her great-grandmother.

What does this old man look like?

My great-grandmother used to be a concubine.

The woman who was abused so much by the wife of the wife must be a cowardly woman.

How could I have a similar temperament to my great-grandmother?

This old man's eyes are probably blurry.

Opposite, the great elder asked Yang Ruoqing: "Did you bring the things over?"

Yang Ruoqing nodded, "Bring it here."

Immediately, she took out the bundle roll, opened it, and handed over the box containing it with both hands.

When the great elder saw the familiar box, the flesh on his face couldn't help but twitch slightly.

He stood up, bowed slightly, and took the box with almost trembling hands.

Then he opened it carefully and piously...

When the ivory fish disappeared for more than sixty years, it reappeared.

The great elder was so excited that his whole body was shaking.

When he picked up the blood letter left by the previous clan leader and read it carefully.

The great elder raised his head and looked at the roof.

He held the bloody book in his hand tightly with one hand, and clenched his heart into a fist with the other hand.

The corners of his lips were murmuring, and two lines of old tears rolled down from the corners of his eyes.

"Clan leader, my subordinates are incompetent. It took more than sixty years to find our clan's token..."

"Chief, you have a soul in heaven and can sleep forever."

"My subordinates will devote the rest of their lives to revitalizing our clan!"

…

After a while, the great elder's mood gradually calmed down.

After putting away the token properly, his eyes fell on Yang Ruoqing again.

"My child, if you can find the token of your clan, it may be the instruction of the old clan leader's spirit in heaven." He said.

"You have a part of our clan's blood flowing in your body. This is an unchangeable fact."

"The Naadam Conference is coming soon. I will make arrangements after the Naadam Conference is over."

"You come with me to the tombs of our ancestors and pay homage. It can also be regarded as comforting the ancestors and acknowledging the death of our ancestors."

The great elder said with a kind face.

There is sincerity and expectation in his words.

Yang Ruoqing thought for a moment.

As a human being, no matter how far we go or how high we stand, we can never forget our roots.

I came all the way here, this is my great-grandmother’s hometown and the roots of the old Yang family.

The great elder, who is over eighty years old, issued such a sincere invitation.

Rejection is unjustifiable.
To be continued...