After listening to Chen Ying's words, Han Jiulin smiled faintly and said, "I thought it was something else. Isn't it just about money? Auntie, don't worry, this matter will be taken care of by me."
Chen Ying glanced at Han Jiulin, shook his head and said: "Jilin, you were kicked out of the capital by the Han family ten years ago. You have suffered a lot from being homeless. Even if you have really saved some money now, you must not dare to mess around.
Flowers, keep them to marry a wife and feed your children.
Regarding Xiyue's matter, it's really not possible with his father's help. Your aunt, I, and I still have this old house, so there's no way we can ask for your money."
"Okay, uncle, let's not talk about this for now. Let's go in and see my aunt."
Han Jiulin smiled faintly and bent down to help Shen Yin pick up the small matzah and the bowl of noodles.
"I'll do it myself. This bowl is dirty. You are wearing white clothes, so don't get it dirty." Chen Ying grabbed the bowl and walked into the door with Han Jiulin with a smile.
In the narrow courtyard, there are two north rooms, two east rooms, and one west room. The three rooms in the east room and west room were all rented out by Chen Ying. He and Liu Xiuzhen lived in the north room.
In the room, there are people living there and cooking.
At this time, there was a tenant at home. She was a pretty young woman who was fetching water and washing clothes. When the young woman saw Han Jiulin, her eyes almost went straight and she praised: "Old man, who is this young man your relative?"
He looks too handsome."
"This is my grandson." Chen Ying waved happily and said hello to the woman.
Han Jiulin nodded to the young woman and said with a smile: "Hello."
"Hey, hey, so are you." The young woman's face turned red to her ears. She just felt that this man was many times more handsome than the stars on TV or the fashionable young people on the street.
Walking into the north room, an old lady was sitting on the bed, doing needlework. The old lady seemed to have bad ears and did not hear the sound of Han Jiulin walking in.
"Old lady, look who's here." Chen Ying came to Liu Xiuzhen's side and shouted with a louder voice.
"What are you shouting for? My ears are deafened by you." Liu Xiuzhen frowned in displeasure, raised her head and scratched Chen Ying's eyes hard.
Immediately, she saw Han Jiulin.
"You are..." Liu Xiuzhen rubbed her eyes. For a moment, she didn't recognize Han Jiulin at all.
"Auntie, it's me, Jiulin." Han Jiulin came to the bed and smiled slightly.
"Jiulin, are you Jiulin? My child, you are still alive!" Liu
Xiuzhen looked Han Jiulin up and down, and tears fell like rain in an instant.
After a long time, Liu Xiuzhen calmed down, pulled Han Jiulin beside the bed, and asked many questions.
In the past ten years, Han Jiulin has never come back since he was driven out of the capital. They kept quiet and could not find out about Han Jiulin. They missed Han Jiulin many times.
At this time, seeing Han Jiulin appear alive in front of him, so tall and with such a refined temperament, he felt relieved.
Han Jiulin summarized the bitterness of his journey south to Linyi after leaving the capital, and mainly talked about his happy life after meeting He Xinhong's family in Linyi.
When the old man asked him what he was doing now, Han Jiulin told him that he later joined the army and participated in the war and was still serving in the War Department. He did not dare to mention his position for fear that the old man would not be able to accept it for a while.
"Very good! Very good!" Liu Xiuzhen kept repeating these two words while listening.
Suddenly, Liu Xiuzhen remembered something and asked hurriedly: "You haven't eaten yet, my aunt has finished making fried noodles for you."
"Okay, I haven't eaten yet, so I'll bother my aunt." Han Jiulin said with a smile.
"What's the trouble, you kid? Wait a minute, my aunt will do it for you right now."
Liu Xiuzhen was very happy. While going to the kitchen to work, she said to Chen Ying: "Have you called Handong and the others?"
"No fight." Chen Ying replied.
Liu Xiuzhen laughed and scolded: "Are you stupid? Jiulin is back. This is a great thing. Why don't you hurry up and inform Handong and the others to come over!"
"Okay, okay, I'll call now." Chen Ying replied with a smile, then took out the phone and contacted her son, Chen Handong.
Chen Handong was worrying about the 600,000 yuan decoration fund at this time. When Chen Ying said that Han Jiulin was back, he was somewhat surprised, and then he agreed to bring his wife and daughter over later.
Liu Xiuzhen quickly brought over a large bowl of fried noodles with chewy noodles, black and red fried sauce, cucumber shreds, carrot shreds, and a plate of vinegar-pickled celery. It looked appetizing.
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When Han Jiulin was a child, because of the strict control of the Han family, he could only stay with Zhao Xianya at Chen Ying's house for half a day on certain days a year. His aunt's bowl of noodles with soybean paste had always been his favorite noodle.
When I was a kid, every time I came here, I could eat a big bowl.
"Thank you, auntie." Han Jiulin took the noodles, stirred them evenly, and couldn't wait to pick up a chopstick of noodles and eat it in his mouth.
Liu Xiuzhen looked back at the memory and said: "I still remember that when Xian Ya was still alive, you and your mother were eating fried noodles together at your aunt's house. At that time, your mother was afraid that you would be full, so she even coaxed you.
Before eating noodles, let me drink more water so that you can eat less later."
"Yeah." Han Jiulin's chewing of noodles gradually slowed down and he responded without raising his head.
After eating noodles, I chatted with the two old people for a while. After about an hour, my uncle Chen Handong, my aunt Guo Shufen, and my cousin Chen Xiyue, a family of three, all came.
Chen Handong is nearly fifty years old, about 1.7 meters tall, already slightly hunched over, with a lingering sadness on his face.
Guo Shufen also looks much older than ten years ago, her figure is much bloated, and her complexion is not very good-looking.
As for her cousin Chen Xiyue, she is completely different from when she was a teenager. She is slim and graceful, with long hair and shawl hair, a curvy figure, and her dress is exquisite and beautiful.
When Han Jiulin saw the three of them walking into the door, he stood up and walked to the door to welcome them out.
"Uncle, aunt, Xiyue." Han Jiulin came to the door, smiled and nodded to the three of them.
"It's really Jiulin." Chen Handong showed a smile, came over and patted Han Jiulin on the shoulder, and couldn't help but said: "You must have had a very hard life these years."
"Why are you so hard? Didn't you see that Jiulin is doing well?" Aunt Guo Shufen looked at Han Jiulin up and down and said something strange.
Han Jiulin was slightly startled and couldn't help but glance at Guo Shufen.
In his impression, Guo Shufen used to be a very pleasant person. Every time he and Zhao Xianya came over, Guo Shufen was very enthusiastic and busy entertaining them and their son.
Why did your attitude suddenly change so much after not seeing each other for ten years?
Chen Handong frowned, glared at Guo Shufen and said, "What are you talking about? Jiulin finally came back, can't you have a better attitude?"
Guo Shufen put her hands on her hips and shouted angrily: "Can I have a better attitude? The Wang family wants us to come up with 600,000 yuan tomorrow. If you can't come up with it, don't agree to it. Now we can only get 400,000 yuan by smashing our heads."
Tomorrow you tell me what our family should do!
Let me tell you, if your daughter can marry Wang Chen’s kid, she will have nothing to worry about in her life. If this matter gets messed up by you, look at how I will deal with you!"
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