Shen Yu'an stopped talking abruptly, looked forward, and found her mother coming out.
When the people in the room saw that Shen Yu'an had gone out to open the door and had not returned, Song came out to check.
Who knew that as soon as I walked out of the kitchen, I saw Shen Yuan leading three people towards me.
And the guy walking with her daughter must be Fei Yanche or someone else!
Ever since Fei Yanche said goodbye to them on the way to Longxian Village, he has not appeared since.
They knew that Fei Yanche's identity was not ordinary, so they didn't ask much and didn't mention him to anyone else.
I'm back today.
Song was quite surprised and asked: "Xiao Che?!!!"
Song's surprised voice was indeed a little too loud, and Shen Yu'an was frightened by the sudden voice.
Song was obviously unaware that she had frightened her. After getting over her surprise, she was pulling Fei Yanche's sleeve into the house.
The two followers following behind Shen Yu'an and Fei Yanche were stunned.
Everything seems magical after arriving at this yard.
Ever since they met the prince, they had never seen him smile like this.
Every time the prince smiles, someone suffers.
The current unfavorable situation for the prince made him even more cold and stern, as if nothing mattered to him.
So, is this gentle man in front of them really their prince?
And that woman actually dared to tear the prince's clothes. Did she think she had died too long?
But the imagined scene did not occur.
Fei Yanche took two steps forward following Song's force and said, "Don't worry, auntie, An'an is still behind."
Song let go of her hand and took a look, and sure enough, she saw Shen Yu'an's somewhat resentful look.
Song laughed awkwardly twice and said, "I haven't seen Xiao Che for a long time. I'm a little too excited."
"These two must be from your family, Xiao Che. We were just about to have dinner. Come in quickly, come in quickly. We just caught up."
Song's exclamation just now attracted everyone in the room.
When they walked out of the house, they saw the scene outside.
Fei Yanche greeted them one by one before they spoke.
The two followers who came with him had adjusted their emotions very quickly and seemed to be quite calm on the surface.
I couldn't help but exclaim in my heart, but no one noticed.
Sanlang and several other young men excitedly ran to Fei Yanche and surrounded him tightly.
"Brother Che!"
Everyone started chatting in the yard where the cold wind was howling.
When Old Lady Shen walked out the door and saw Fei Yanche's clothes blown up by the wind, she called out, "Come in quickly. There's a charcoal fire burning. It's warm."
Everyone rushed into the house again.
When Fei Yanche's two followers followed him into the house, they couldn't help but be surprised when they saw the food on the two large round tables inside.
This ordinary villager that the prince was talking about... doesn't seem to be that ordinary.
The table was filled with food.
Although it is not as elaborate as those in wealthy families, the quantity is quite large.
There are eight meat and eight vegetarian dishes, and two soups, also one meat and one vegetarian.
After entering the room, the two men stood aside, listening intently to the movements in the room.
Shen Rong saw the two of them, stood up and said, "Put your things down and take a break."
The two were about to refuse, but the next moment they felt a very threatening gaze looking at them.
The two of them looked in the direction of the sight and saw the unfriendly gaze of their master.
Fei Yanche looked at them, then at the direction Shen Rong was leading them: two stools.
The words of refusal went around in my mouth and turned into: "Thank you, sir."
The two of them carefully sat down on the bench, and sure enough, the sight was gone.
Looking at Fei Yanche again, he was surrounded by people talking about his concern.
Everyone asked nothing, they were just concerned about what had happened during the days he was away.
Fei Yanche kept replying, seeming to enjoy this atmosphere.
After a brief greeting, everyone sat down.
In winter, food cools down quickly, and if you wait a little longer you will have cold food.
Everyone sat back in their original seats, Fei Yanche took a look and sat directly in a seat next to Shen Yuan.
That position was originally Song Xiaoni's. She only took a glance and her eyes met Fei Yanche's.
Song Xiaoni shuddered inexplicably and felt that the temperature in the room was a little colder than usual.
She walked decisively to Song's side and sat down.
Song Xiaoni let out a long sigh of relief.
Phew~ It’s still warmer at my aunt’s place with the charcoal fire.
Fei Yanche sniffed the aroma of wine mixed with the aroma of rice in the air and couldn't help asking, "Is this... the monkey wine from the forest?"
"These are the two jars of monkey wine that An'an brought back from the forest. Come and have a taste."
Mr. Shen poured Fei Yanche a glass of wine, then looked at the two people at another table next to him and said, "You guys come and have a taste too."
The two people who came with Fei Yanche were one fat and one thin. The tall, thin and shrewd looking one was named Fei Dong, and the other fatter and amiable looking one was named Fei Xi.
Upon hearing Mr. Shen's "cordial invitation", Fei Xi immediately couldn't sit still.
As soon as the wine jar was taken out, the smell floated to his nose, and he was so greedy for wine that he wanted to drink it.
He half stood up from the bench with a smile and said, "Don't bother, old man. I'll do it myself."
As soon as he stood up, Feidong kicked him from under the table.
"Hiss! Feidong, you are so cruel, why are you kicking me?"
Feidong looked at him as if he were a fool and then looked away.
Feixi walked over with a smile and took the jar of wine from Mr. Shen's hand.
Old Master Shen's eyelids jumped, and he saw Feixi holding a jar of wine and pouring a full bowl of wine into the half-wide bowl in front of him.
The crystal clear wine swirled twice at the rim of the bowl, without spilling a single drop.
Anyone who sees it will say it’s amazing.
Feixi wanted to pour another glass for Feidong as well, wanting his good brother to taste this good wine.
Feidong stretched out two fingers to block Feixi's action and said seriously: "I don't drink."
Fei Xi sighed and muttered, "Then you won't be lucky enough to taste good wine."
He smiled and returned the jar of wine to Mr. Shen.
Old Master Shen took the jar of wine in his hand. He used to pour the wine himself, but when Feixi poured a large bowl of it, he felt as if half of the wine was missing.
I was silently sad, and it was hard to say anything to this silly-looking young man.
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