Seeing Yan Yian's stunned and bewildered look for a moment, Yan's father reached out and wanted to pat his shoulder.
But the moment he raised his hand, he discovered that his eldest son was already much taller than him.
He turned his hand and patted his arm soothingly: "Whether you are my eldest brother's son or my son, it's the same."
"It's just a record in the family tree."
Just like when Yan Wan and the others were offering sacrifices to their ancestors, they would kowtow to their uncle together with Yan Yian.
Even if at first I was just worried that letting Yan Yian do this alone would make the child think too much.
At this time, Yan's mother also realized that she should have expressed it more tactfully.
Over the years, she asked herself if she had a clear conscience towards these children and this family, and she had long regarded Yan Yian, whom she raised since childhood, as her own son.
But just at that moment, she had to admit that her intuition prevailed in her heart.
She couldn't help but laugh at herself.
As expected, there is no such thing as equality in this world.
The so-called equal treatment is only when there is no conflict of interest.
"Yian."
Yan Yian shook his head and gave his mother a faint smile: "I'm fine, Mom."
"I just couldn't react for a moment."
He pretended to be relaxed and comforted her, "That's good too. Maybe Grandpa has already arranged other things."
Yan Ci stood beside Yan Wan and Yan Shan as quietly as a chicken.
But they quietly serve as murals, trying not to disturb the current atmosphere, but some people do not have this concern.
This refers specifically to some people who don't use their mouths to speak.
Yan Xianjue wrapped his lower body with a bath towel and walked towards the bed while wiping his hair with the towel. When he reached the bed, his hair was half dry.
Throwing the towel to the side of the bed, Yan Xianjue sank into the soft bed.
After struggling in the quilt for a while, he finally overcame the quilt's gravity and sat down in the middle with his legs crossed.
Yan Xianjue fell into deep thought.
After a moment, Yan Xianjue suddenly realized something and slapped his thigh:
[So the reason I didn't travel to the world of Long Aotian's novel is because Grandpa took my place, right?]
Yan family: "..."
When they heard the first half of the sentence, the Yan family felt a sinking feeling in their hearts.
Apart from Yan Yian who already knew about this, and Yan Ci who had guessed a little bit about it through his eldest brother's attitude, the other people in the Yan family felt a little complicated when they suddenly learned about this.
However, when they heard the second half of the sentence, no matter how complicated their previous feelings were, they all turned into helplessness.
Is now the time to think about this?!
Yan Xianjue! You should think of something useful!
Besides, with your brain, if you were really transported to Long Aotian's life, could you survive more than three chapters?
Father Yan also sat down on the sofa with Mother Yan. He was too old to bear this stimulation.
He had discovered that whenever things happened to his youngest son, they would always go in a direction no one expected.
Yan Xianjue didn't realize that there was a group of people downstairs waiting for his live broadcast.
He was trying to make sense of the whole thing.
[According to the novel's plot, I should be considered a post-natal diaphragm, and my memories only awakened after I turned 18.]
[In other words, can I calculate my age as 22+18=40?]
[It's decided! From now on, Big Brother will call me Big Brother!]
Yan Yian: “…”
Yan Yian was no longer confused, but his fists were stiff.
In his opinion, that's not the way it works. Not to mention that Yan Xianjue has been a student for both of his lives and has no experience of entering society. No matter how you add it up, it will only be twice as clear and stupid.
Take his memory, which was awakened at the age of eighteen. At best, it can only be attributed to the poor quality of Meng Po soup, which resulted in his memory not being cleared clean when he was reincarnated again.
To sum up, Yan Yian thinks that Yan Xianjue should go to the Quality Supervision Bureau to complain about Meng Po, instead of turning against Tiangang and wanting to be his elder brother.
Yan Xianjue didn’t know what Yan Yian was thinking. If he knew, he would definitely ask Yan Yian where the channel was to complain to Meng Po.
He is still seriously recalling the plot.
There's no way, that metaphysical text is really too long.
Yan Xianjue only watched the general idea when he watched it, and he doesn't remember the plot very clearly.
And it was different from the fusion novels he had discovered before.
He could recall every detail clearly before, even if he hadn't paid much attention to it when he read it. It was as if someone had poured it into his brain, waiting to retrieve it when he needed it.
However, when it comes to the book about his grandfather, he only vaguely remembers it, perhaps because the timeline of the novel is too far away from him or what.
[I just remember that the hero was pretty miserable. In order to make the story last longer, the author made him lose important things and people along the way, and by the end, the hero's character was a little crazy.]
[Wait a minute, something's wrong, is this my grandfather's personality?]
[Isn't my grandfather a kind, slightly mischievous, and free-spirited old man?]
The Yan family members downstairs looked at Yan's father.
Yan's father was silent.
Father Yan gave up thinking: "...Uh, Xianjue may have made a mistake in his understanding of your grandfather."
How can the mental state of an old man be normal when he can build a sanatorium in the deep mountains with no people for hundreds of miles, and the old man has to use a helicopter to get in and out!
This is because his family is rich, otherwise the nursing home would not have access to water and electricity.
Forget it, forget it, don’t think about it anymore. The money was earned by the old man himself anyway.
Father Yan calculated in his mind that the money Grandpa Yan had earned in his lifetime was enough to support at least a dozen generations of his descendants.
Yan Yian's confused mood was interrupted by Yan Xianjue's elder brother's declaration, and he has now sorted himself out.
He said, "Actually, this is normal. Novels only describe a certain period of a person's life. The novel has a grand finale, and the story ends there, but the people living in this world must continue to live."
"Grandpa isn't the type to give up when faced with setbacks. If he were, the book with him as the protagonist wouldn't be so long. It's so long that even Xianjue wouldn't be able to remember it."
"And by the time Xianjue was born, the story had obviously ended a long time ago. This period of time was enough for Grandpa to sort out his feelings and become the kind, mischievous and free-spirited old man that Yan Xianjue remembered."
To be honest, compared with this incident, Yan Xianjue's time travel seems less surprising.
Besides, his memory has just been awakened. They can just assume that Yan Xianjue has been reincarnated after death, but the Mengpo soup has expired and is only effective for eighteen years.
Thinking of this, the Yan family members were no longer worried.
It turns out that people should not be too internally focused. When encountering a problem, think about whether it is someone else's problem first.
If not, look for someone who can help take the blame.
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