Nanxi was too tired yesterday and slept until after nine in the morning. Aunt Ying had made arrangements in advance so no one would go upstairs to disturb her.
Yinyin and Yana were also very tired, and there was no movement in their rooms.
Several children were taken away by Aunt Ying. After Ouyang Zhen finished her breakfast, she was called away by Ouyang Xu, who had come specially to visit his sister and nephew to celebrate the New Year.
When Balu and Zhanpeng walked into the hall, it was quiet and there was not even a servant.
"What's going on? It's already late, where are the people?" Zhan Peng scratched his head and looked around, then sighed,
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, is this the home of a wealthy Chinese? So lavish! It's not as big as your Yiya Manor, but look at the decor. Tsk, tsk, tsk...are these all genuine antiques?"
Baru glared at his good brother and said, "Don't touch me..."
After he finished speaking, he walked to the front of the hall, kowtowed respectfully, lit incense, and then looked at the portraits of Nan Shixiong and Nan Zhenguo.
"Grandpa, Dad, I'm back. I'm back to marry Xixi."
In Myanmar, he is the almighty God of War, but in China, he is just the son-in-law of the Yun Chengnan family.
"Brother? Brother Zhan? Why did you come here suddenly?" Fu Chai's surprised voice came from the door. Beside him stood Xiaoyu holding a few wild flowers in her hand.
Xiaoyu came up quickly and said, "Sir, the lady is upstairs. I'll go call her."
"No, I'll be up in a minute." Barumai sat down on the sofa. "Fu Chai, ask two people to move the things from the car."
"Xiao Yu, right? Go and get us something to eat and drink. Damn, we've been traveling all night and I'm starving." Zhan Peng leaned casually on the sofa and was about to lie down when he was kicked by Balu.
"Behave yourself, damn it! This is my father-in-law's house. Do you think you're in yours? Sit properly in front of the ancestral tablets."
Balu still remembers that he casually lay down on the sofa in the living room and was scolded by his wife by pulling her ear.
China does have a lot of particularities, but we have to admit that it is this kind of inheritance that can nurture girls with pure bones and temperament like orchids.
He respected all the complicated etiquette of his wife's family. Even though he didn't understand them very well, or even didn't understand many of them, he would do whatever his wife instructed him to do.
Zhan Peng glared at him and said, "You are the only one who is always bothering me."
Xiaoyu quickly prepared the food, and after they finished eating, he went in to find his wife.
Nanxi felt someone approaching, and suddenly opened her eyes, meeting her husband's deep black eyes, and woke up with a start.
"husband……"
She looked at the man in front of her, her voice a little hoarse, "Am I dreaming or are you really here?"
Baru couldn't help laughing and pinched her cheek, "What do you think?"
The woman then lazily stretched out her hand and hung on him, "Didn't you say you'd come back after the New Year?"
"That was originally the plan, but I missed you so much. The army cleaned up a few bad apples, and now no one dares to show up. Brother Meng asked me to come early and spend the New Year with you."
"Brother Meng is so nice." Nanxi murmured.
"You heartless little thing! I've been working non-stop for three days and traveling all night to get to you, and you're actually praising another man? Huh? You're spoiled to death."
"Oh, it's our own, we can't praise it all the time, it makes us proud." The little woman hummed and rubbed his Adam's apple.
"Hubby... I'm so tired... Please stay with me and sleep for a while..."
"If I accompany you, you will only become more and more excited." The man said with a smirk on his face.
"Hate it... Just lie down... I'll sleep in your arms, don't touch me..."
"What's the logic behind this? Not allowing tigers to eat meat? Not allowing horses to eat grass? Every day they make demands that go against science..."
"Ba Xiaolu... could you please stop being so annoying..."
Balu put his wife on the bed and said, "Lie down first. I'll go wash up."
…
At noon, Zhou Qian brought Yan Yuan over. Tomorrow was the 30th, and the wedding had been almost prepared. Yan Yuan had given the team members a holiday. Nanxi had prepared New Year gifts for them and promised to reimburse their round-trip air tickets. Yan Yuan came over specially to thank her and to visit her collection.
Zhou Qian put one hand in his pocket, his tall figure straight as a pine tree. He was a young master who had been pampered since childhood and had an indescribable noble temperament.
Yan Yuan was rather thin, of average height for a girl, but standing next to this man, she inexplicably looked slender and petite. In addition, her temperament was naturally gentle and reserved. She wore a crimson handmade cheongsam with a white coat on the outside. She was holding the man's hand, and her face had no expression, but she looked even more charming.
"Brother Qian, sister-in-law." Balu was watching his wife writing couplets in the living room. He looked up and saw the two people coming in and greeted them.
Nanxi also put down the pen in her hand, walked over and asked Xiaoyu to pour tea.
"Writing couplets? Can you understand them?" Zhou Qian teased his unruly brother with a faint smile on his face.
"It's enough as long as my wife can understand it. If you want to understand it, someone must be willing to write it for you." Baru retorted bluntly.
Zhou Qian raised his hand and hit him on the chest, "When will you change this bad habit of yours?" After saying that, he looked up at the couplet on the table and raised his eyebrows.
"Imitating the Holy Teachings? Sure, Xixi, your writing is powerful and well-controlled, you have the skills of a child."
An expert knows the ins and outs of things. As soon as Nanxi heard it, she knew Zhou Qian was an expert.
"Brother Qian, there's another one. How about you draw it?"
"He can't write, and his handwriting looks like a dog paddling." Balu gave Zhou Qian a look of disdain. He had seen Zhou Qian write words himself and frame them and hang them up in his office before. They looked like scribbles, none of them serious, and they were so ugly that they were unbearable to look at, yet he had to hang them up to show off.
Yan Yuan laughed out loud when she heard what he said.
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