Chapter 48 Orientation

"The young master is back, what's this?" Aunt Xu asked puzzledly as she looked at what Yan Zhiyi was holding in his hand.

The bag was a bit simple, with the name of the department store printed on it, and the bottle inside was also very simple.

No matter how you look at it, it doesn't match her young master.

"Well, Aunt Xu, are my parents at home?" Yan Zhiyi asked Aunt Xu.

"The master and the mistress just came back a while ago and are drinking tea and resting in the back garden." said Aunt Xu.

"Oh, it's getting evening. Aunt Xu, please go to the kitchen and see if there is any porridge. Send three bowls of porridge to the back garden." After Yan Zhiyi said this, he picked up the things in his hands and went to the back garden.

When he went over, his parents were preparing to pick flowers.

"Mom and Dad, why are you pulling out these flowers?" Yan Zhiyi asked with some confusion.

"Move them to the front. Your mother and I are going to plant vegetables in the back." Yan Hong pointed to the pile of flowers and plants of various colors that had been pulled out. Each one was not cheap when it was bought.

"Growing vegetables??!" Yan Zhiyi was a little surprised. His old lady and old man were so old, what were they doing? They suddenly thought of growing vegetables? ?

"Yes, growing vegetables. Your father said he would plant a garden for me that is better than the ones grown by Old Man Yang." Sun Sulan said.

Yan Zhiyi understood as soon as he heard it.

It seems that the problem lies with Uncle Yang. He and his grandfather have been good friends for life, but he is still competitive.

"Uncle Yang is growing vegetables?" Yan Zhiyi asked.

"Yes, he did. He secretly turned the back garden into a vegetable garden, and it has produced a lot of fruits. Today he invited us over for tea to show off the vegetables he grew. He also said that growing flowers is just for looks but not for eating, so what's the sense of accomplishment, and if you want to grow something, you should grow something edible. He also picked the tomatoes he planted and ate them while showing off how good the vegetables he grew are. I'm sure I can grow a garden of vegetables, so I'll invite him over to show off to him!" Yan Hong said to his youngest son.

Sun Sulan also nodded in agreement.

It felt like a husband and wife following each other's lead. Yan Zhiyi stood there holding something in his hand, and suddenly he didn't know what to say.

His parents really do whatever they want. Fine, let them do what they want. The yard is big enough anyway, they can do whatever they like. If it doesn't work, he can just secretly find someone to do it. He won't let them down after all.

"Huh? My dear, are those pickled cucumbers you are carrying?" Sun Sulan then noticed what her youngest son was holding.

"Yes, it's pickled cucumbers. Didn't you say they were delicious before? I helped make the pickled cucumbers this time. I have asked Aunt Xu to serve the white porridge, and the three of us will drink it together later." Yan Zhiyi said.

"Okay, okay, I think it's good. The pickled cucumbers taste really good. If there weren't too little last time, I would have wanted to show off to Old Yang." Yan Hong was like an old child in front of his youngest son. He had no dignity at all.

This caused Sun Sulan to glare at him.

Even after being glared at by his wife, Yan Hong just smiled and said nothing else.

Looking at the behavior between his parents, Yan Zhiyi said nothing and pretended not to see it. Shouldn't he give his father some face at this time?

At this time, Xu Ma came with a tray. On the tray was a clay pot of porridge and bowls, chopsticks and other utensils for serving the porridge.

Yan Zhiyi took out a bottle of pickled cucumbers, opened it, and the familiar and longed-for aroma of the pickled cucumbers wafted out.

Xu's mother took the bag of pickled cucumbers and put it away, leaving the three of them alone.

They drank white porridge leisurely in the pavilion in the back garden, taking bites of porridge and eating pickled cucumbers. The three of them were very satisfied with the meal.

Before they knew it, they had finished all the porridge in the casserole.

The three of them looked at each other and started laughing.

As the old saying goes, take a hundred steps after a meal and you will live to be ninety-nine. Yan Zhiyi walked beside his parents, accompanying them for a stroll in the private area of the back garden.

"My dear, were you talking about framing me before?" Sun Sulan suddenly asked without any context.

Yan Hong also looked at his youngest son.

Yan Zhiyi was looked at like this by his parents and his eyes met theirs.

There was no escape or evasion in his eyes, he remained firm and steady.

The couple looked at their youngest son in front of them and felt a little emotional. They had a child when they were old, and the youngest son was so small that he is already in his twenties. In their life before them, his older brothers would have been seven or eight years old, but their youngest son was still alone.

After he turned eighteen, he suddenly told them his sexual orientation one day. That day, there was no argument in the family and no one got angry. They were all in disbelief. Their youngest son was not like other young sons who were spoiled into a dandy boy and spent his time in debauchery and all kinds of things. He had always been very sensible and excellent. They didn't expect what was waiting for them here.

But Yan Zhiyi was not joking, nor did he hide anything. His family's love for him gave him the confidence to tell them his true orientation.

The family consulted almost all the famous doctors at home and abroad, and they were relieved when they finally got the result that there was no disease. As long as it was not a disease, it was fine. As for what Yan Zhiyi said about the one being of the same sex, it was not a big problem, as long as he was happy.

However, they accepted it. It just so happened that Yan Zhiyi had no one close to him for so many years, so they had to secretly investigate and observe his identity among several friends, and they almost made a fool of themselves. Unfortunately, they thought that their younger brother and the other party were just good friends and buddies.

Because he never looked for anyone, neither a man nor a woman, until now, the whole family thinks that it might be because he had just reached adulthood at that time and he was not particularly clear about it.

No one dared to say anything more, for fear of backfiring.

Today, Sun Sulan suddenly asked this question. Everyone present understood what she meant.

"Yes, Mom, it's true. It's the same as what I told you when I was eighteen." Yan Zhiyi nodded in confirmation.

"Your dad and I haven't had any feelings for each other for all these years. You are 24 this year. As for whether your other half is a boy or a girl, we had already made up our minds when you were 18. If you find a suitable partner, bring him or her home for your dad and me to see. You were born at an advanced age, and now you are over 70 years old. Before your dad and I close our eyes, our biggest wish is to see you have a caring person by your side. My dear, you haven't come back to live with me for a few days. Something has happened, right?" Sun Sulan asked affirmatively, as no one knows a child better than a mother.

Yan Hong also looked over, trying to see something from his younger son's eyes.

Yan Zhiyi didn't hide it from them and nodded directly.

"Mom, you guessed right. I have indeed met someone I like." Yan Zhiyi said.

"Really?" Sun Sulan asked in surprise.

"Really, but the other party may not be," Yan Zhiyi said with a heavy tone.

He was very lucky that his family knew his sexual orientation and supported him. He had been searching for a long time but hadn't found someone who suited him. Finally, he met someone who was younger than him, but the problem was that the other person might really be different from him.

Thinking of this, Yan Zhiyi felt a little heavy in his heart. Being born with a silver spoon in his mouth, he felt the feeling of defeat for the first time.

The couple noticed his expression and felt a little distressed.

To exaggerate a little, their children, a family like theirs, have everything they want. Even if they spread the word that their youngest son likes the same sex, there would be plenty of wealthy families willing to marry them. But the youngest son doesn't have that intention or idea. He always says that he just wants to find someone he has feelings for.

So many years have passed. The good news is that the youngest son has been found. The bad news is that the person found may not be the same youngest son.

As the old saying goes, a forced melon is not sweet. In this matter, you really cannot force others. After all, doctors have said that sexual orientation is innate and cannot be changed.

Yan Zhiyi noticed the expressions of his parents and smiled at them reassuringly.

"Mom and Dad, don't worry about me, I..." Yan Zhiyi was interrupted before he could finish his words.

"My son, we in the Yan family must not bring shame to our family. You are not allowed to force others!" Yan Hong said, looking at him seriously. At this moment, he felt the oppressive sense and majesty of a superior in front of outsiders.

However, Yan Zhiyi was not afraid and his eyes were open.

"Dad, I won't force him. I just want to give myself a chance. I will pursue him slowly. If there is no chance, I won't hurt him." Yan Zhiyi said.

"My son, you are right. Mom supports you. Just give it a try. How will you know the result if you don't try? Come on, my son." Sun Sulan took her son's hand and patted it gently.

After hearing what his wife said, Yan Hong didn't say anything. All he said turned into a sigh in the end, and he only sighed in his heart.

He didn't want his youngest son to hear it, lest his already depressed mood would be made even worse. As an old father, all he did was pray in his heart that his youngest son would get what he wished for.

"My dear, did you save one of Qingqing's children, the child named Luo Xiao?" Sun Sulan suddenly asked.

Yan Zhiyi nodded, without denying or concealing anything.

"Oh... my son, you must promise your mother that you will not force that child. He saved your niece, and you cannot repay him with evil. Do you hear me?" Sun Sulan looked at her son solemnly and asked him to promise her.

"Okay, I agree." Yan Zhiyi continued to nod in agreement.

After Yan Hong heard his son say that the person he liked was Luo Xiao, he savored the pickled cucumber he had just eaten. If, he imagined, that child and the youngest child got together, they would be a family. Then he could have as many pickled cucumbers as he wanted, and he could even use them to tempt Lao Yang, hehehe…

The whole family gathered around Luo Xiao and started discussing.

Luo Xiao in the villa sneezed several times in the space.

He suspected that there was some light powder on the longan shell, which made him sneeze a few times, but he didn't realize that someone was talking about him.

Just like Yan Zhiyi's family of three, another family in the county next to his hometown also talked about Luo Xiao.