The sudden sound silenced the room, and everyone turned their heads to look outside the door.
A man as tall as a orchid orchid tree stood in front of the Hall of Honor, with a friendly smile on his slightly stern face.
But no matter how he changed, everyone still recognized him at a glance. This person was Jia Lan, who had been away from home for a year!
After a year's absence, his appearance has become much more mature than when he left home. He has a clear appearance, graceful appearance, a smile like the bright moon in his arms, and a pair of starry eyes that are condensed with brilliance, which makes everyone lose their focus for a moment.<
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Sister Feng looked at Baoyu and then at Jia Lan. Although the two of them had the same surname, their faces were quite different.
The face of the precious jade is like the Mid-Autumn Festival moon, and the color is like the flowers at dawn in spring. It is pampered and has a look of wealth.
Jia Lan's appearance can be considered handsome, and he has become a little tanned after not seeing each other for many days, but his temperament is like a jade tree in a beautiful forest, and he stands out from the dust.
"Errrr!"
The little guy in Ping'er's arms felt something was different in the atmosphere and suddenly screamed.
Because Sister Feng also wanted to dress up to welcome the angel, Ping'er took the place of Sister Feng and held little Jia Ying all the way. The guy started to move restlessly, babbling and trying to lift himself up from Ping'er's hand, and looked at it with his round little eyes.
Jia Lan was holding the door, her little hands stretched out desperately.
Ping'er was stunned. Little Jia Ying was so strong that he managed to break free a little. However, the little guy was young after all and couldn't break free completely. He was about to fall down.
As soon as Jia Lan came in, his eyes were attracted to the little guy. Upon seeing this, he jumped a few steps forward and came to Ping'er's side. He stretched out his hands to stabilize the little guy.
Ping'er suddenly woke up at this time, said "Ah", and saw Jia Ying obediently staying in his arms. After taking a long breath, he was even more frightened and broke into a cold sweat.
What happened to the little guy happened in the blink of an eye. From the beginning to the end, except for Ping'er, everyone else was stunned and no one noticed.
When everyone came to their senses, Jia Lan was already standing beside Ping'er, stretching out her fingers to tease the infant Jia Ying, and glanced at Ping'er.
After a brief period of shock, Ping'er quickly came to his senses and glanced at Jia Lan gratefully.
In full view of everyone, if Brother Ying really falls, she will definitely be blamed.
Maybe I will be overwhelmed by a huge sense of guilt.
Across Ping'er, Jia Lan smiled at the dazed Jia Lian and his wife behind her and said, "My little hands are full of energy. Uncle Lian and Aunt Feng, this is such a healthy little guy!"
Ping'er was still in shock, and subconsciously leaned into Jia Lan. He most directly felt the masculine aura on Jia Lan that was completely different from the one in his memory when he was a child, and a slight blush appeared on his pretty face.
Sister Feng looked at Jia Lan and laughed. She was wearing an orange-yellow gold-colored peony and phoenix embroidered shirt. Her figure swayed with her smile, and the rows of fringes on the hem swayed accordingly, complementing the graceful figure of the owner.
In the laughter that made Jia Lan feel familiar and friendly, Sister Feng came over and took Jia Lan's hand: "Oh, my little ancestor is finally back today! I have really missed my aunt for the past six months.
Got it!"
Jia Lan said with a smile: "Aunt Feng is still exactly the same as before. Looking at your rosy face and Fengyun Pingting, standing next to the aunts, you don't look like a sister-in-law, but like a sister!"
Sister Feng laughed and spat: "Why is it that when I came back from a trip all over the world, my mouth felt as if I had touched honey, and I could say these flattering words without even blinking?"
"No way!" Jia Lan said with a smile: "I often hear my aunt say that we should stay with our ancestors forever. Our ancestors have great blessings, and they are naturally longevity immortals who live a hundred years.
My ancestors were surrounded by fairies.
Since she is a fairy, how can she age? Nature is eternally young!"
After Wang Xifeng gave birth to Ying Ge's son, she became even more charming, her figure was slightly plump, and her charm was several times greater than before.
After hearing Jia Lan's compliments, Sister Feng spat on Jia Lan, but she felt very happy and smiled.
Jia Lian on the side laughed along with him, thinking that he now had a son and a daughter, and was proud of the spring breeze. Hearing Jia Lan's praise for his wife, he couldn't help but cast a sidelong glance at his charming wife. He was immediately fascinated and sprouted the idea again.
A bit of a thrilling feeling.
Sensing her husband's fiery gaze, Sister Feng's face turned red and she pursed her lips at Jia Lian angrily.
Jia Lan and Sister Feng joked with each other for a while, then walked up to Jia Mu and bowed respectfully: "Old ancestor!"
"Okay! Okay!" Seeing Jia Lan's childish yet mature look, Mother Jia's smile grew deeper. She quickly pulled Jia Lan over and looked closely at her, nodding her head.
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"It looks like! It's so similar! She'er, look, does the child's eyebrows look a bit like Xian Rongguo's?" Jia's mother asked excitedly, Jia She, who was standing aside and looking stunned.
Jia She was secretly pushed by Mrs.
When the sun comes up, his eyes are pearly and sparkling. The child feels that not only does he look like his father, but he also looks a bit like his grandfather's portrait!"
Jia Lan's heart moved slightly, and he glanced at this rather unfamiliar uncle inadvertently.
Jia She's aura had obviously experienced an unnatural fluctuation just now. It was different from everyone else in the room. It wasn't the surprise of seeing him return suddenly, but a completely different feeling.
After listening to Jia She's words, Jia Mu pondered and looked at Jia Lan again. After a long time, she nodded to her eldest son with a smile and said warmly: "I remember that when your father was still alive, he often mentioned the honor of the first generation to me.
The portraits of the two generations of princes are hung in the ancestral hall. I forgot about it... It was you who reminded me. I can't help but remember it!"
There is both reminiscence and an old mother's admiration for her son in her words.
Jia She's expression was slightly startled, with a look of nostalgia in his eyes, but a bitter smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "What my mother said... no matter how bad the son is, he will never forget the face of his ancestor."
Jia Mu nodded, her eyes looking at Jia She became gentler.
"Lan'er!" Li Wan abided by etiquette and Jia Mu spoke. She just stood aside, staring at her child, with tears already filling her eyes.
At this moment, she couldn't help it anymore and took the opportunity to quickly step forward and hug her son.
After a while, he let go and looked at Jialan carefully.
"I've grown up a bit and lost weight. I must have suffered a lot on the road and didn't even eat or sleep well, okay?"
"Don't worry, mother, everything is fine."
Jia Lan was also very happy to see Li Wan, but he didn't care to exchange greetings at this time. He had to say hello to Mrs. Wang, Mrs. Xing and other elders first.
When Mrs. Wang saw Jia Lan Rongyi, her face was expressionless and she smiled faintly. However, Mrs. Xing also spoke a few words to Jia Lan enthusiastically.
After completing the circle, Jia Lan stood in front of Sanchun, cupped her hands and said with a smile: "How are you three aunts?"
As soon as these words came out, the long-awaited alienation lingering on Sanchun's face immediately dissipated, and he gathered around to chat with Jia Lan.