Yan Laoer and Yan Yu made confessions to each other.
Therefore, when Yan Yu talks about what he saw that day, he is no different from Yan Laoer.
The highest level of lies is nine percent truth and one percent falsehood.
The caisson incident proves this example.
Although there are slight differences between the father and daughter due to the different focus of their descriptions, they can be corroborated by both facts and become more convincing.
Yan Huaiwen did not become suspicious.
After returning home, Yan Huaiwen combed his loose and casual hair again.
Sitting in the room, listening to the waiter report the accounts.
Yan Yu:……
Read the account book resignedly.
One person does the work of two people.
At this moment, I miss her dad so much!
Her father must have a small amount of money to pay the bills, so what does she have to pay the bills? Air!
Midnight.
Yan Huaiwen took the waiter out.
Yan Yu didn't know what was going on, so his uncle took him around every house in the village.
We stayed at each house for a short time, saying a few words of warmth, seeing how well each house was built, and asking about the health of the elderly at home.
It's like a leader going to the countryside to express condolences...
Yan Yu followed behind obediently, calling out to others when needed, smiling when praised, and being a qualified little follower.
When the two returned home, Yan Yu breathed a sigh of relief.
I don’t want to be called out by my uncle again.
"Xiao Er, do you know why I have to go to every house in the village?" Yan Huaiwen asked.
Yan Yu did not answer in a hurry. It had to be said that after half a day of tossing, Yan Yu's IQ was rapidly improving.
Uncle, every move he makes has deep meaning.
There are so many literati who passed the imperial examinations and many of them became officials. Why did my uncle become a high official? It is probably because of his smugness...
"Uncle, is this trip to thank the people in the village for collecting medicine and supplying Huju?"
Yan Huaiwen smiled slightly and asked again: "If this is the case, why don't I even say a word of thanks?"
"Hmm..." Yan Yu flashed many thoughts in an instant, and finally said: "Uncle, don't you want the villagers to feel burdened?"
Yan Huaiwen's eyes showed unabashed relief.
"Yes, as the saying goes, the human heart has a scale, and good and bad have their own measure. Today, my uncle is going to tell you that this scale in the heart not only has good and bad energy, but can also weigh pros and cons, gains and losses, grievances, love and hatred...
Even if people are not literate, these trade-offs are natural.
If one party is out of balance, it will cause trouble, energy, loss of control, and confusion.
The most appropriate way for our Yan family to get along with the villagers:
Keeping accounts clear will not offend others; being friendly and friendly will not be rude."
Seeing the waiter frowning in thought, Yan Huaiwen said in a broad voice: "You don't understand now. As you experience more in the future, you will eventually understand.
In fact, your father does this better than me and is more friendly to the villagers.
If you can’t think clearly, don’t worry, just learn to do it first.”
Yan Yu nodded, and you can never go wrong if you imitate your uncle.
She vaguely understood what her uncle meant, their family had always done this.
But I have never understood it as clearly as my uncle.
If the uncle has a scale in his heart, it must be an extremely precise electronic scale!
As soon as dinner was cooked, Dr. An took his young man into the village.
Yan Yu couldn't help but suspect that they came here on a meal break.
Otherwise, why don't you come earlier or come later? It's just in time to come.
Are you craving for her food?
Yan Yu held his own bowl and stared at Dr. An's servant with his eyes.
This guy is a lot thinner than the last time we saw him, and he is slightly out of shape, which shows that he has suffered a serious crime.
But it seems that although Dr. An is thin, he has not lost too much. It is obvious that he has taken good care of his young master.
Yan Yu kindly gave him a piece of spareribs, fine ribs, the kind on a stick, with a big piece of meat on top, and put it in her bowl.
The boy stiffened and his face suddenly turned red.
Then he took the bowl and ate it far away
Already...
Yan Yu realized later.
Is this embarrassing?
I really don’t mean anything else. I don’t mind that you eat too much, and I don’t mind that you don’t look good. I just want to add a piece of meat to you...
We even used express delivery!
She put down the tachyon, replaced it with her own, and started eating.
There is nothing to be ashamed of. Look at me, my face is in the bowl. Am I embarrassed?
Yan Laoer was not here, so no one spoke at the dinner table.
Yan Huaiwen and Dr. An abided by the rule of not saying anything before eating.
Li Xuemei was the one who received the most care from Grandma Rong, and she was like this every meal.
The picky eaters of pregnant women are not worth mentioning under the care of Grandma Rong.
There is always a way to feed it in...
Da Ya doesn't eat much to begin with, and with the presence of a foreign man, she doesn't dare to stretch her pussy.
Fortunately, Li Xuemei sat next to her, picked up several kuaizi for her, and piled Daya's bowl into a small mountain.
Da Ya lowered her head and worked hard to cook.
Yan Yu... is just pretending.
Isn't it just that he doesn't talk? What does it matter? The braised pork ribs can't stop his mouth, or the braised pig ears don't taste good when mixed with vegetables.
After the meal, Dr. An was invited to the study to talk.
The main room of her house was empty, not even a chair.
The study room is better and finally has a small Kang table.
In fact, it was the small table they used to eat on their way out of the desert. It would be quite suitable to place it on the big Kang in the study now.
Yan Yu followed silently.
Anyway, the uncle said before that she could listen.
Dr. An is indeed from Guanzhou, and he moves on the kang very quickly.
Sitting cross-legged across the table from my uncle.
Yan Yu sat on the side behind the uncle.
I have to mention Doctor An’s servant, he is really very discerning.
Yan Yu sat there feeling ashamed.
As the host, she didn't take away his job of serving tea and water, but instead became the target of being poured water on him.
Just... quite unexpected.
But the uncle said it didn't matter, so Yan Yu continued with peace of mind.
Fortunately, Grandma Rong is very helpful.
She boiled the water, made chrysanthemum tea, and prepared melon seeds, peanuts, dried apricot meat, and salted edamame.
I collected four items and sent them over, which was a great addition to the Yan family.
Now she no longer wonders where Aunt Rong got these things from. As long as they are available nearby, Aunt Rong will always find a way to get them.
Most of the conversations between Yan Huaiwen and Dr. An revolved around Gu Feng.
From their conversation, Yan Yu learned that Dr. An, his uncle, and Uncle Liang all finished their work and left Huju City early.
The uncle and uncle Liang worked more efficiently and hurriedly got home early.
Dr. An was anxious to rush to Gufeng to join Dr. An and several uncles in Huju City to stop the spread of the disease and eradicate it. He was ambitious and prepared to go to Gufeng to fight again.
He also unkindly invited Yan Huaiwen to go with him.
Yan Yu wanted to give him a fist and hit him with tears all over his face.
My uncle finally came back to celebrate the festival, so he didn’t go to Gufeng.
She pretended to be ignorant: "Uncle is the household secretary of Huju City, can I take charge of Gu Feng?"
Yan Huaiwen curled his lips.
The waiter pretends to be pretty similar.
But Dr. An was intimidated by her and answered patiently: "I heard that Gu Feng intends to second people from Hu Ju. If Yan Hushu is willing to go, Gu Feng will be very lucky!"
Yan Yu, who had already interjected and didn't mind interjecting a few more words, said, "But the uncle still has to go to the countryside to collect grain! Yesterday at the market, my father blew the cowhide out and said that he would wait until the uncle went to the countryside to collect grain.
He will also follow..."
Forgive me, my dear daughter. I had no choice but to surrender you once again.
This chapter has been completed!