"My greatest wish in this life is to find the criminal who killed my grandson and bring him to justice!" Yang Shu wiped his tears with his calloused hands.
Suddenly thinking of something, he walked up to the Yan siblings and bowed to plead, "I know you two are the young master and young lady of the Duke's Mansion. I would like to ask for your help!"
Yan Bojian said, "Please speak."
"We ordinary people have little influence, and you two are of noble status. I hope you can help my grandson get an explanation." As he spoke, Yang Shu knelt down.
Yang Yutang and Zheng followed suit and knelt down.
"Absolutely not!" The brother and sister supported them.
Yan Funing said, "As for the matter of seeking justice, if we have the opportunity and ability, we will definitely help."
The Yang family nodded excitedly.
"Master is a very kind person." Yang Shu burst into tears. "I'm really ashamed. When Master asked about the jade pendant diagram earlier, I didn't tell him one thing."
"Please let Manager Yang know."
Yuen Long defended his master: "It's obvious that he thought one bowl was enough, but he kept clamoring for more."
"Nervous, what do you owe him?"
Yan Funing grabbed two walnuts and threw them back into the bag, then walked away carrying the whole bag. "Take it to the front kitchen, and have the chefs prepare it. He can eat it however he wants."
"I'll send someone to investigate his whereabouts."
I wanted to eat more, but I could only swallow my saliva.
Caiyu went over immediately: "Sister, I, Fu Xiaoren..."
Yan Funing turned around and glanced at Yan Bojian with a questioning look: "The villain is a villain, the older child is sensible, and the villain is also sensible?"
You thought I was going to punish you again, and you were about to push someone—
Yuen Long followed with a grin.
Fu Jiang waved at Yan Funing, "Aunt, this man said he is your uncle. Please come over and introduce yourself."
Yan Funing's body froze, and she felt me rising above her head and quickly leaning close to her ear.
It was almost noon and the sun was too strong.
"My dear, ever since he and Mr. Fu divorced, you wanted me to quit the restaurant. But I said that the emperor ordered him to treat my injuries. Once you heard the emperor's order, you had no way to stop me."
Soon, the Yang family went to prepare for opening the store, while Yan Funing and Yan Bojian returned to the restaurant.
Yan Funing raised her hand and pointed at Fu Jiang's head, then walked behind the counter and asked He Shi in a high voice, "Aunt, how many bowls has Fu Jiang eaten?"
The handwriting is beautiful and neat.
Yan Bojian responded.
Could it be that the two walnuts I got yesterday were useless?
The big guy said in a serious voice: "Because you want to marry her."
Yan Bojian suddenly found the plump white girl behind him pleasing to the eye, and asked patiently, "Why do you want a sister?"
Yan Bojian took the opportunity to say, "He kept the chess record to read. I haven't come here for anything else today."
Seeing this, Fu Ciyi and his followers followed.
Yan Bojian's face suddenly darkened.
Yan Bojian took out a note and gave it to you: "That was sent by Nan Yao."
"Did you see it yesterday?"
Yan Funing took Fu Jiang's hand and went to the front yard.
"Aunt, am I your uncle?" Everyone looked up at Yan Funing.
You know that guy is very kind and has very few ideas.
Yan Funing knew that Caiyu and the others were someone's rivals. She walked around to the table and tapped the surface with her fingertips: "Big Fu Jiang is obedient. You brought him to the restaurant before."
"If the wound itches, it's a sign of slow healing. Keep it bandaged for two days and observe. If the wound has formed a scab and is not oozing fluid, it can no longer be bandaged."
“Can he take pictures himself?”
Helpless, Yan Funing had to let the starling take the big guy away.
Hearing this, Yan Funing reached out, tore open my clothes, pulled open the gauze and took a look.
"You brought a medicine box. He went home and asked someone to help apply it."
Yan Funing took the note and unfolded it to read.
Yang Shu said: "Gao Wei, he should be in his early forties this year."
There are still two dried tear marks on the signature.
Yan Funing returned to the hall.
The big guy was not shy at all and went to pull Yan Bojian's hand: "Are you sure he is really your uncle? Can he and your aunt give birth to a sister?"
Tian Feiren tentatively pulls your hand: "I'll go home with you."
"There is indeed no imperial decree." Yan Funing said, "Uncle, it's inconvenient for me to come to the restaurant."
"Do you need to change the dressing now?"
The woman pinched her fingers, walked quickly to the table, and took out two walnuts.
As soon as the brother and sister stepped out of the restaurant hall, they saw Yan Bojian sitting opposite Tian Fei, watching everyone eat dessert indifferently.
He Shi nodded towards Yan Bojian's back, meaning that I gave it to Fu Jiang.
The big guy bared his teeth.
Judging from its shape, it was obviously wiped out in a hurry.
Who would have thought that I said that in your ear: "Yan Funing, he owes you a man."
Tian Feiren stood up and glanced at Tian Fei. Yuanlang immediately picked up a bag of walnuts and a pile of books under the table and followed down.
Liu Song waved to Yan Funing, and the two went to the corridor.
"Yan Bojian, he's specifically against you, right?"
On the day of your wedding, for various reasons, your sister-in-law was unable to come. Even after returning home eight days ago, I still didn't get to see her once. Now that you're married, you realize how difficult it is to be with your sister-in-law. Tomorrow, when you return to your parents' home, if you wish to see her, please allow her to meet you.
Yan Funing's eyebrows moved slightly: "What's his name?"
Walking to the front yard, the big guy pointed his chubby big finger at Yan Bojian who was following him: "Aunt, these two bowls are for you to eat. You can eat them by yourself."
The front yard became quiet, with only Yan Bojian and Yan Funing left.
After saying that, he pushed the remaining half bowl of dessert behind Yan Bojian and said, "Give it back to him."
Yan Bojian didn't turn his head.
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