Chen Xing quietly walked to Niu Zai and helped Niu Zai pick up the vegetables.
Niu Zai smiled and ruffled Chen Xing's hair.
Chen Xing smiled and whispered to Niu Zai: "Brother Xiao Niu, it doesn't matter if you can't drink. If you get married in the future, we can stop you from drinking."
Niu Zai's face was very red, and he responded in a low voice: "Then I'll thank Xiao Xing first."
He had never thought about getting married, but Chen Xing's words made him extremely warm.
From the time he was born to the age of twenty-four, during these twenty-four years, he was destined to run for a living. Perhaps after surviving all the hardships, he would also meet an intimate woman.
He was born with pain, but there were always people who took over to love him. He thought that even if it was short-lived, it would be enough. This love would be enough to support him through all the unbearable suffering.
Chen Xing smiled and said: "Brother Maverick, you're welcome. There are my brother, the eldest brother, the second brother and the eldest cousin. Maybe it won't be my turn. Hehe, our family is a big drinker."
The cow laughed, he felt it.
Old man Wu and Guiyou were good drinkers, and others shared this interest to some extent.
After the New Year's Eve dinner, there is also a hangover soup, which makes people feel less uncomfortable even if they are drunk.
Niu Zai held the hangover soup with a faint floral scent and walked out the door, gently raising his head to look at the sky.
His mind has been closed and his eyes are completely empty, but his perception is getting better and better. He thought to himself: Master, have you seen it? I have not let you down. I am living a very good life. I am well fed and clothed.
It's very warm. Don't worry about it. Don't worry about me. I promise you that I will go on well. No matter whether I succeed or not, I will never let you down. If I fail, I will never complain. I will obey.
Destined, everything you worry about will never happen. If I succeed, then please forgive my disciple for being unfilial and having to live a hundred years before I can meet you. I will always remember your teachings.
A snowflake suddenly fell on his face, it was snowing.
The cow raised its lips and showed a bright smile.
Su Xiaolu was not far away, looking at her with a smile. Her junior brother had already understood his true intentions.
She looked at the sky and murmured: "Uncle Niu, you can rest assured that you are in the sky."
Snowflakes fell one by one.
Auspicious snow heralds a good year. At this moment, everyone who sees the snow falling is in a good mood.
After enjoying the snow quietly for a while, everyone washed up and went back to their rooms to rest and sleep.
In the middle of the night, there was a knock on the door.
Shuanggui, the gatekeeper, immediately got up and opened the door. He asked politely: "Who is it? What do you want from my master's house?"
"Quickly, inform your master and wife quickly and ask them to come over quickly. It's your wife's father. I'm from the Yan family."
The visitor said eagerly.
When Shuanggui heard this, he immediately stopped feeling sleepy and ran to the main courtyard to report.
Su Sanlang and Mrs. Zhao were already asleep. Shuanggui knocked on the door very quietly, which only woke up Su Sanlang. After Su Sanlang answered, Shuanggui stopped knocking.
Su Sanlang got up, opened the door gently and asked in a low voice: "Shuanggui, what's the matter?"
Shuanggui reported: "Master, there was a knock on the door just now. It was someone from the Yan family who came. He said that Madam's father, Mr. Yan, is dying. He came here to ask Madam and you to come over."
Su Sanlang frowned, Yan Qingyun is going to die, this is no small matter, no matter what he is, he is Zhao's biological father.
Su Sanlang didn't waste any time. He went back to the house and woke up Mrs. Zhao.
After Mrs. Zhao heard this, she said softly to Su Sanlang: "Dad, let's go together. Let's go and take a look first. He always assesses the situation and doesn't necessarily believe everything his servants say. Don't disturb the children yet.
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Zhao was not very close to Yan Qingyun, but she was not indifferent either. They only had normal human interactions. She did what Yan Qingyun did, and the relationship was neither close nor indifferent.
Due to emotions and reasons, he wanted to see her before his death, so it would be okay if she went to see her.
She wouldn't believe it all if someone told her about it.
Su Sanlang nodded, and the couple both moved slightly and changed their clothes. Su Sanlang tied Zhao's cloak and they went out together.
After leaving the door, the servants who came to pick them up from the Yan family were stunned when they saw only Su Sanlang and Zhao.
Mrs. Zhao said calmly: "Let's go quickly."
The servants came to their senses and immediately took Zhao and Su Sanlang back. Before leaving, the young master ordered to call all the Su family, but the Su family master and his wife obviously did not mean this. He was a servant and was used to it.
Judging from the look in his eyes, he wouldn't ask anything at this time.
As long as someone from the Su family goes there.
The carriage left quickly.
Soon he returned to Yan Mansion.
The servants led Su Sanlang and Zhao in.
The lights in the main courtyard were brightly lit, the juniors were all well-dressed, and the women were all holding handkerchiefs and wiping their tears.
Mrs. Zhao passed by and heard them whispering, "Bodhisattva bless grandpa a long life" and so on.
Zhao and Su Sanlang entered the main room. Yan Zhiyuan and his wife were inside. He turned around and frowned when he saw Zhao and Su Sanlang: "Why are you the only ones here? Didn't they come?"
Su Sanlang glanced at Yan Zhiyuan and said calmly: "How is my father-in-law?"
Su Sanlang did not answer Yan Zhiyuan's question, but asked about Yan Qingyun's health. He had no intention of arguing with Yan Zhiyuan's rudeness.
Yan Zhiyuan has never respected the Zhao family. Su Sanlang has always known that his connection with the Yan family was only because of Yan Qingyun.
Yan Zhiyuan didn't see the person he wanted to see, so his expression was very cold: "You can see for yourself."
Su Sanlang led Mrs. Zhao towards the back room. He held Mrs. Zhao's hand and gave him comfort.
On the bed in the back room, Yan Qingyun was lying on the bed, looking very bad, with drool dripping from the corner of his mouth. He seemed unable to move, and could only turn his eyes.
Su Sanlang took Mrs. Zhao and sat down. Su Sanlang said respectfully: "Father-in-law, Mianmian and I are here to see you."
Mrs. Zhao frowned slightly and said softly: "Dad, I'm here."
Mrs. Zhao took out her handkerchief and gently wiped the corners of Yan Qingyun's mouth where there was saliva. Looking at Yan Qingyun like this, she felt uncomfortable for a moment. She had always been weak-tempered, but she had let go of it in the past. She knew that Yan Qingyun would
On this day, she didn't expect that he would be so embarrassed.
There was something he couldn't say, and he was like this, which made Mrs. Zhao's heart soften.
Yan Qingyun looked at Mrs. Zhao. He tried hard to move the corners of his mouth, but he couldn't. Only saliva flowed out, and he could smell the smell of the saliva. It was precisely because of this that his son Yan Zhiyuan disliked it.
He did not fulfill his filial piety and did not allow his servants to approach him. Perhaps he knew that he was about to die, so he dared to do any bold thing without caring about the consequences.
Yan Qingyun felt guilty about this daughter. In his opinion, what he always wanted to do with her daughter was how to use her. Zhao had suffered a lot, and Yan Zhenzhen had it easier, but her marriage was also for profit.
In the past, when Qi Xinyue was here, there were still people who supported Yan Zhenzhen. Over the past year, Yan Zhenzhen complained several times, but he ignored her. He didn't know whether she would come this time. The brothers and sisters all blamed him for being too good to Mrs. Zhao.
Yes, it was flattering, but actually it wasn't. As much as he gave to Mrs. Zhao, Mrs. Zhao returned everything except what she should take. Now she was speechless. Seeing Mrs. Zhao wiping his mouth fluid, Yan Qingyun couldn't control it.
