Before he could go forward, he saw Jia Lian striding towards him. He shouted from a distance: "Old ancestors, take a look and see who is back!"

Needless to say, everyone had already seen Jia Baoyu behind him.

"Baoyu, my Baoyu!"

The old lady cried out and walked quickly with a cane.

Baoyu on the opposite side stopped hesitantly and looked blankly at the grandmother who was running towards her, her eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of fog.

Until the old lady rushed up and hugged her, he didn't see any reaction.

Mrs. Wang wept and wiped her tears as she followed beside her. She didn't notice anything wrong for a while, but Jia Zheng saw something was wrong. He pulled Jia Lian and asked, "What's going on? Why are you looking at, looking at..."

Jia Lian raised his hand and gestured to his head, and whispered: "It seems that he was a little frightened in prison. I asked the doctor to take a look at him halfway, and he said it was fine. He will be fine for a while."

"Alas~"

Jia Zheng sighed, but he didn't take it too seriously. After all, his son had been suffering from hysteria from time to time since he was a child. Now that he has been imprisoned in prison for more than a month, it would be strange if he didn't have any problems at all.

At this time, Jia Baoyu seemed to have finally sobered up. He hesitantly hugged the old lady with his backhand and said: "Old ancestor."

"Baoyu, my Baoyu!"

The old lady cried even harder and refused to let go no matter how Wang Xifeng and Li Wan tried to persuade her.

Finally, Jiao Shun came forward and said that Baoyu should be allowed to freshen up and change his clothes to get rid of bad luck. Then the old lady reluctantly let go of her grandson and let Mrs. Wang take over and take him back home.

But it was said that Mrs. Wang hugged her son and cried twice, and gradually realized that something was wrong.

Baoyu was usually full of emotions and would suddenly feel sad for no reason, but this time after he came back, he seemed much indifferent.

It's not that he doesn't have any emotional reactions at all, but he just seems very slow, as if he has a shell on his body. Whether he is receiving emotions from the outside world or reacting, he is several times slower.

Feeling distressed, she hugged her son into the very familiar arms of Mr. Jiao, and Mrs. Wang said sadly: "My son, what happened to you? But what did you suffer in prison? They, they tortured you?!"

When I said the last sentence, my voice couldn't stop trembling.

Facing her mother's question, Jia Baoyu took a while and shook her head in confusion: "No, I, I just... I don't know either."

Mrs. Wang originally wanted to get to the bottom of it, but seeing how distraught he looked she was really reluctant to press, so she had to clear up the trouble first and send him back to his residence.

While she was washing up, Mrs. Wang specifically called Xiren out of the door and told her to take good care of Baoyu during these days and make him smile more by the way - if that was not possible, she could cry.

"After waiting for half a day, I'll ask the monks and Taoists to come and take a look. It's best if it's not entangled with anything dirty. If it's entangled, I'll do a ritual to rectify it."

Xiren listened respectfully until Mrs. Wang finished speaking, then hesitantly suggested: "How about we invite Miaoyu back to have a look? I heard from the eldest grandma and the second grandma that she had a great enlightenment after being kicked out, and now she has a profound understanding of Buddhism."

I became more diligent and became the abbot of the temple."

"Is this happening?"

Mrs. Wang frowned slightly, she didn't like Miaoyu as a person, otherwise she wouldn't have driven Miaoyu away at Youshi's instigation.

But for her right now, her son is the most important thing - even Jiao Shun has to worry about him, let alone some small personal likes and dislikes.

Then he nodded and said, "Let's wait until I ask Feng Yatou."

After a pause, he then ordered: "Don't spread this matter, and don't let him run around - if anyone asks, just say that Baoyu contracted cold in prison and needs to be cared for at home."

at the same time.

In the house, Baoyu was dressed neatly again, and the dazed look in his eyes seemed to have faded a little. He stared at the scene in the house, and walked around one by one, touching each one.

When he touched a small box, he suddenly stopped. After hesitating for a long time, he opened the lid and took out a note from the inside. He saw a song "Parasite Grass" written on it:

There is no self, not you, because he does not understand it. He can come and go without any hindrance. He is full of sadness and joy, and they all talk about how close they are. Why did he work so hard in the past? Now, it’s really boring to look back!
Chapter completed!