Vol 3 Chapter 1962:

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This seems to be shocking, but Xia Laozi prefers this to be true. I really hope that this is true, not a farce. He wonders if he is dreaming and squeezes his skin. He can feel it. Pain, but also afraid of being inaccurate, reached out and squeezed the hand of Zhuang Zhuang, Zhuang Yu called the pain, blame: "Father, this is not a dream, this is true, Xiaoyuan really came back, she just returned it to me. Carrying a section of the nine-nine-nine-yang method."
Upon hearing this, the old man came back to the spirit and asked Xia Yuanqiu: "If the evil enters the yang, it is mad, and if the evil enters the yin, what is the next sentence?"
Xia Yuanqiu took the message: "Boyang is a dysentery, Bo Yin is a sputum, the yin of the sun is quiet, and the yin of the yin is angry. It is a five chaos."
The old man’s heart was happy, and he asked:
When people have four passes, what is it?

Xia Yuanqiu answered: "The four classics should be four o'clock, twelve should be December, and December should be twelve."
The old man asked again: "The pulse has yin and yang, the person who knows the yin knows the yin, and the person who knows the yin knows the yang."
Xia Yuanqiu also replied: "Fanyang has five, five twenty-five yang, the so-called yin, really dirty, see is defeat, defeat will die."
PS: The above yin and yang are different from the Yellow Emperor.
The old man excitedly took the hand of Xia Yuanqiu and trembled: "Xiaoyuan! You are really Xiaoyuan!"
Xia Yuanqiu plunged into Grandpa’s arms, clutching his grandfather tightly, and nodding his head constantly:
It’s me, it’s me, I’m back. You’ve suffered for three years. I’m sorry for you, it’s sad for you. I am not filial, I am not good!"
The old man hurriedly took out his handkerchief from his arms and held the face of Xia Yuanqiu. She wiped the tears on her face as if she had taken the most precious treasure in the world. With the most sincere and joyful heart, the waterdrops on the treasure. Wipe a drop.
"Stupid child, come back, just be alive, grandfather is happy, really happy!" Since Xiaoyuan left him, he lives in self-blame every day, blaming himself for not spending more time with her, strange She crushed her childhood all the time, and she never had the same childhood as her peers. She may blame him, complaining about his harshness and impersonation.
"Go, go back to the house with my grandfather, let Grandpa take a good look." Since the grandparents and grandchildren have recognized each other, the father has been holding Xia Yuanqiu's hand, as if he was afraid that this granddaughter will run again.
Back in the bright room, the old man looked at Xia Yuanqiu's beautiful face and sighed: "It's still good looking, Grandpa still likes what you used to be."
Xia Yuanqiu touched his face and said helplessly: "There is no way. I have become a pile of ash in the past. Now I am like this. You don't like it or you can't."
The old man laughed happily: "Silly boy, how can I not like it, what do you like, Grandpa likes it, even if it becomes a ugly big fat man, Grandpa will not dislike you."
The two grandparents said that after a while, it seems that they have found a pattern of dialogue between the two. This makes the father more sure of the girl in front of him, that is, his granddaughter is undoubted.
Father’s eyes turned to Zhu Xi and looked up and down. He said:
I want to marry my granddaughter. I don’t get my consent, but I don’t count.

Zhu Xi’s heart sighed. Sure enough, his father must have his son. The father and the prince’s temper are exactly the same. Even the words are the same.