Chapter 614: Old Dreams on Cherry Street

As the night deepened, the lights in the courtyard cast a soft glow.

From the bay below the mountain came the distant sound of a ship's whistle.

Mr. Zhong and Zhong Jiasheng went to the study upstairs to talk, leaving only the three ladies of the Zhong family in the side hall.

Lin Yiyi pretended not to see the twins and sneaked away to the study upstairs.

Thinking about life after September, just let them enjoy the worry-free present.

Grandma Zhong and Yang Ying also looked loving as if they didn't notice.

Otherwise, it would be difficult for the two little ones to hide behind the potted plants for a while, and then hide behind the curtains and move up.

Sister Mei brought a pot of soothing tea and poured it for the three hostesses in turn. She smiled and said, "The ginseng that the young master brought back from the north has complete roots and excellent appearance. It is a rare good product."

"The young master even asked someone to make some refreshing pills for the old lady. When he came back in the afternoon, he specifically asked us to be careful with it."

Xiaomei took out a palm-sized black porcelain vase and placed it on the edge of Grandma Zhong's table, then stepped back and stood aside.

Grandma Zhong picked up the porcelain bottle with a smile, and as soon as she pulled out the wooden cork from the bottle, she smelled a refreshing medicinal fragrance that was refreshing and relaxing.

Regardless of the efficacy of the medicine, the smell alone can tell that it is a rare and good thing.

Lin Yiyi wanted to show her filial piety to Zhong Jiasheng, so she put down the bone china cup and said with a smile: "I said he went back to the north and I hadn't seen him for three or five days. It turns out that he went to work as a medicine pounder. He comes back in the dark every night, and he smells like medicine."

"So he went to make pills for grandma."

She leaned closer to Grandma Zhong, sniffed the small porcelain bottle, and showed a trace of joy, "Oh, it smells really good. He is always silent and focused on his work.

If Sister Mei hadn’t mentioned it, I wouldn’t have known about it.”

Hearing her granddaughter-in-law say this, Grandma Zhong laughed even more happily, "He is a filial son, with the same temperament as his father."

Yang Ying had always felt that her home was too quiet. Her husband was busy and didn't talk much, and her mother-in-law seldom went out.

Now with the naughty twins and the talking daughter-in-law, our home is as lively as other homes.

She wiped the corners of her lips with a handkerchief and brought up what happened before, "Yiyi, Mommy helped you simply renovate one of the houses on Cherry Street, and left the other one untouched.

The house over there is closer to the kindergarten the twins will go to, so it will be convenient for them to stay there if they need anything in the future. Do you think this arrangement is okay?"

With such a mother-in-law who helps her save trouble, Lin Yiyi couldn't find fault with her and agreed without hesitation, "Mom is really thoughtful. I haven't even thought of anything yet."

Yang Ying was about to talk about the twins learning piano when she looked up and saw her son carrying the two little ones over. "Oh, what happened?"

Mozai and Youyou knew they had made a mistake but said nothing. They each wiped the tea leaves off their faces with their hands.

Zhong Jiasheng held his son by the scruff of his neck, his eyes full of seriousness and helplessness, "He knocked over the kettle of herbal tea on the table and spilled it all over you."

Fortunately it wasn’t hot tea, otherwise who knows what kind of trouble would have happened.

Grandma Zhong felt sorry for her little great-grandson and hurriedly called out, "Sister Fang and Sister Xia, take Mozi and Youyou to change their clothes."

Lin Yiyi glanced at the tea leaves on her son's face and kept covering her mouth with her hands to giggle. Zhong Jiasheng saw that she didn't act like a mother at all, so he also smiled.

After Sister Fang and Sister Xia took the wet twins away, Zhong Jiasheng did not go back upstairs. He sat down next to Lin Yiyi and listened to their conversation about women.

After talking about Yang Wanwan giving birth next month, it was almost 8 o'clock in the evening.

Yang Ying and Lin Yiyi returned to their room first.

Zhong Jiasheng took a walk to send Grandma Zhong back to the garden house. Under the newly added street lights, he relayed the conversation between him and Qian Sinian to Grandma Zhong.

He was just afraid that Grandma Zhong would be upset again, and he hated Qian Sinian, so he reversed the order of everything.

He told Qian Sinian that Grandma Zhong regretted marrying him and regretted not leaving earlier.

Then he told grandma, "Mr. Qian said that if he could do it again, he would cut off the past and leave with you."

Things cannot be repeated and cannot go back to the past. Father Zhong hated Qian Sinian and he burned the letter to ashes without giving it to Grandma Zhong.

Zhong Jiasheng also hated that family.

Grandma Zhong’s original words were that she regretted leaving, but did not regret marrying him.

Qian Sinian is indeed an ambitious man. Even when he is old, he is still sober and realistic. He only said lightly that he regrets it. If there is an if, no matter what choice he makes, it will be his regret.

The epaulettes are his honor, but they are also chilling and chilling.

How could a man who is used to life and death and treats beheadings as if they were wearing worn-out shoes regret not choosing love?

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The stars are shining and the moon is bright at night.

The not-so-long path is Lin Yiyi’s nightmare.

She wanted to pick him up, but also wanted to face the fear of the past.

Lin Yiyi clenched the dagger in her hand and walked over alone, instead of driving past in a hurry like usual, which would take a few minutes.

As we walked forward step by step, the journey of several minutes seemed particularly long.

As she was about to turn the corner, she met him walking back.

Zhong Jiasheng lowered his head and looked at the dagger she was holding tightly against her chest, knowing that she had mustered up the courage to take this path again.

He didn't dare to speak, for fear of disturbing the courage she had finally mustered. He just held her hand and walked back and forth on this path that was neither wide nor narrow but left her with nowhere to escape.

Over and over again.

Under the street lights that were as bright as daylight, Lin Yiyi tilted her face upward, revealing the wall of her heart that she only dared to relax in front of him.

"Cousin, I'm not afraid anymore."

Zhong Jiasheng nodded slightly, holding the fragile girl close to his chest with heartache, "You don't have to be afraid, I'm always here."

Night is the time to clear away sorrow.

Lin Yiyi just ignited herself, and was reborn again and again after falling into depravity with him.

In order to climb one peak after another, she was exhausted and finally fell into a deep sleep.

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May was spent in a rush, and after two days of rest, it was June.

Yang Wanchun was tanned and turned into Yang Wanxia on the island. His tanned appearance made Zhong Jiasheng, who came to the island to check the situation, sneer at him.

He looked flattering and sincere, "Brother, during this period of time, I have learned everything about everyone.

Except for that cunning supervisor, the building materials merchant, everyone else worked hard."

"I don't know what he is up to. He sells some broken mud and rotten wood, and he shows off all day long."

Thinking about how I wasn't as wealthy and lavish as him, I gnashed my teeth in hatred.

Zhong Jiasheng flipped through the pages of the record book, looked up and gave him a glance, then said in a calm tone: "Don't worry about him, just remember those who are sneaky and cause trouble.

I will definitely benefit from you in the future."

After getting the promise, Yang Wanchun began to flatter himself by talking about how hard his life was, with his sunburned shoulders, face and back being evidence of the problem.

The sleeves were rolled up and then pulled down, revealing some dandruff.

A gust of hot wind blew and rolled the book up again.

This caused Zhong Jiasheng to frown in disgust, and he raised his hand to slam the record book on the side of the table to shake off the dirt on it.

"Alright, alright, stop being such a sissy and go to the side to cool off. I have other things to do after I finish watching."

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Yang Wanchun knew that he had a bad temper. He glanced at his rolled-up sleeves and noticed that the muscles on his arms seemed to have become thicker.

Afraid of being beaten, he sat next to him and fanned him with a straw hat.

The weather on the island was much hotter than in the port city. Sitting in the tent, it felt like a steamer.

Thinking about the upcoming division of land from Sir Lu, Zhong Jiasheng's irritability subsided a little.

He read the record book carefully and had a rough idea in his mind. Then he took out a wooden box from his backpack and threw it on the table.

"Inside is the wild ginseng I brought from the north. It's hot, you can pull out some roots and chew them, or soak them in water and drink them."

Zhong Jiasheng collected a large batch of ginseng in the north this time, among which there were many ginsengs of poor quality and young age.

It's just right to give it out as a favor.

Upon hearing that it was ginseng, Yang Wanchun hurriedly put down his straw hat, opened the wooden box, uncovered the two thick layers of moss, and almost burst into tears again.

When he heard what Zhao Laogou said, he couldn't hold it in any longer, "Woo woo woo...Brother, why are you so nice to me?"

No matter how arrogant the material supplier is, it's just like adding two more spoonfuls of meat to the meal. How can it be compared with other people?

Yang Wanchun was cared for and secretly vowed to do a good job.

This temple must be built neatly and squarely.

Zhong Jiasheng couldn't stand a grown man crying, so after he finished speaking, he opened the curtain and left.

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