Praise You
"Uncle, I'm here!"
Long Yan came out with a beaming smile, but seeing that there was no one behind Qin Ling, he widened his eyes and asked, "Where's your sister?"
"What are you going to see, Yaya?"
"It's bad!" Long Yan turned around and trotted to call his wife who was preparing food in the kitchen, "Let's not eat yet! Quick, call A Yin back, go quickly!"
"Why are you so flustered?" The aunt gave him a reproachful look, and calmly flipped the vegetable pancake on the griddle. "It's not like she's denying me. I'll have this pancake ready in a minute."
"Blazing, blazing! Blazing an eggplant! Have you forgotten who is there? Don't let the other two run into each other, go quickly!"
"Oh my God, how could I forget about this!" My aunt rubbed the flour on her hands and ran out for her life.
Qin Ling was completely confused and asked in a daze, "Uncle, who did you bump into? What does that mean?"
Long Yan's face darkened and he threatened him, "Don't ask nonsense questions, kid."
This further stimulated Long Qinling's curiosity, "I'll go with my aunt to find someone."
The child was as slippery as a fish. Long Yan failed to catch him and he stamped his feet and sighed in regret.
*
My aunt was already fat, and running down the mountain road made her flesh burst like a cannonball, and she was gasping for breath.
"Ayin...quickly...come home with me!"
After Aunt Long passed away, Wang Yaya returned to her grandmother's home, and Zhizhi was sent to the orphanage. The lively and warm days of the past had passed like the wind, and she had a lot to say to her elder sister. Ye Yuanyin was also about to ask about Xiao Ruan's situation, but was stopped by her aunt.
"Oh my! We're only staying for one night, and you're taking up a little bit of this and that. Can't you leave some time for your family? Yaya, add your sister as a friend, and chat on the phone, isn't it the same? Go, go."
She pulled her niece and walked out.
As soon as she went out, the light shone on her pale face, and my aunt wrapped the white towel she had tied around her neck to absorb the sweat around her head.
"Oh, aunt," Ye Yuanyin protested, avoiding her hand, "I don't want to wear it."
Long Qinling caught up and saw the retro look. He pointed at her and laughed, "Ayin looks like the women's team leader in the 1970s picture album."
My aunt glared at him, thinking that this child was too outspoken and that all the bad things happened to him. "Looks good! Our Ah Yin looks good even with a rag on." My aunt coaxed her, draping the towel over her head, and holding her arm, she hurried forward.
Grandma Wang's house was closest to the village entrance. Just past a tassel tree was Ye Yuanyin's house. Her uncle's house was at the innermost part of the village, and it was a three-way fork in the road, so she could get there no matter which way she went. Her aunt wanted to pull her back the way she came, but Ye Yuanyin suddenly raised his hand and pointed in the direction of his own house, "Let's go that way."
Long Qinling also said: "Yes, let me see where my aunt used to live."
"What are you looking at? The tassel flowers over there have just faded, leaving only some twigs and branches. It's really creepy at night! Let's go this way."
"Aunt, I know he's there." Ye Yuanyin looked at her quietly and said frankly, "It's been so long. Not to mention that he lives in the village guesthouse and we can't see him, even if we did see him, what would it matter? I just want to see my home from the outside."
The aunt hesitated, and Qin Ling said, "That's right, aunt, is there anyone else who can eat A Yin?"
The aunt slapped his butt with her hand, "You don't listen to your aunt, and you won't make a fuss if something gets on you!"
"Let them come, I'm tough." Qin Ling dodged and ran away, running to his aunt's house first. When he got there, he peeked inside through the crack in the door, and was surprised when he saw it. "Hey, Ah Yin, there really is someone in your house."
This sudden remark frightened my aunt to the point of her soul almost falling out of her body. "Oh my God, Qin Ling! Don't talk nonsense!"
"It's true, they're coming out, they're coming out!"
He stepped back suddenly, and within a few seconds, the door panel actually opened with a creaky sound.
The courtyard lights, a warm yellow tinged with a hint of red gold, cast a gleam of light as the door opened, casting a shadow on the man's tall, straight, broad shoulders. He looked as aloof and distinguished as ever, handsome and dignified. Perhaps due to his young age, his high position, the trials of time, and supreme power, had tinged his already cold temperament with a cold, solitary calm and a stern, decisive, and ruthless aura.
It was late at night, the thatched cottage was obscured by the moon, and the mountains and forests were quiet and vast.
Amid the gentle singing of the breeze and the bright moon, Chen Di'an saw the person he had met after a long separation - a white towel wrapped most of her face, but the pair of exposed eyes were as bright as ever.
He stood there, his pupils constricted, his muscles restrained. His originally desolate and cold heart gradually became full of life because of her appearance.
A woman's crisp laughter came from the house. "I'll take a picture of you wearing this hat. It's so funny."
Accompanied by the sound of hurried footsteps, Ji Quan and Secretary Ma also walked out.
Secretary Ma had a birthday hat tilted on his head and two streaks of dust on his face. He moved a dusty chair with one hand, while Ji Quan held the pottery made by his mother in his hand.
Ye Yuanyin's eyes shifted from Chen Yan'an to the two men's obvious smiles. Dark clouds gathered in her eyes. She suddenly asked, "What are you doing?"
"Ms. Ye! It really is you!" Secretary Ma's expression and voice were filled with pure joy. "Finally, we meet again!"
"Long time no see, Secretary Ma. I think today is your birthday?" Ye Yuanyin said with a faint smile, but his eyes were as dark as death. "But please forgive me, I can't wish a happy birthday to someone who broke into a private house."
Secretary Ma was pinned to the spot by her hidden anger and felt ashamed.
"There's no need to say such harsh words, right?" Ji Quan saw her the moment she left the house. Her smile froze. She subconsciously turned her head and saw the calmness that Zai Yan had deliberately suppressed. She couldn't help but say with a cold face, "We're here because we have work to take care of."
"That's why I'm asking, why did you break into someone else's house to do your work?" She glared at everyone present, demanding, "Who asked you to come? Is this legal? And you, why did you take something my mother made?"
Ji Quan lowered his head, looked at the dusty and crude object in his hand, and said indifferently, "I just want to clean it up."
Ye Yuanyin pulled off the towel on her head and threw it to the ground. She walked forward and grabbed her mother's belongings from Ji Quan's hand.
Seeing that she looked like she was not afraid of death, Ji Quan felt indignant and held her tightly in his hand but refused to let go.
This pottery had a flaw when it was first made. My mother had wanted to throw it away, but she thought its shape was simple and rustic, so she kept using it as a vase. She was stubborn like that; if she liked something, she would love it for many, many years. Ye Yuanyin used all his strength to defend the only thing that belonged to him.
The edge of the pottery was sharp and cut her hand, leaving a bloody wound.
Fearing that she would be more seriously injured, Chen Yan stepped forward, grabbed her arm, and said in a deep voice, "Let go."
She looked at him coldly, her eyes were empty and emotionless, as if she was looking at an unreasonable person who had nothing to do with her, and ignored his words.
Chen Yan endured the leaking black hole in his heart and said softly, "Let go first, I will explain to you why I came here."
"Oh, what's there to explain? Who would break into a shabby house like this?"
Chen Yan'an looked up at Ji Quan and said, "Shut up." His voice was indifferent but full of majesty. Ji Quan pursed his lips and finally let go, but raised his head proudly, looking at them as if he was watching a play.
"Ji Quan, do you feel wronged? I feel wronged too." Ye Yuanyin held the old vase and stared at her. "You obviously dislike it because it's an old house, so why did you leave my house? If you despise it, why did you still snatch my mother's relics from me? Do you have any shame?"
Qin Ling watched coldly and laughed, "Shameless!"
Ji Quan felt really wronged.
Ye Yuanyin's eyes slowly turned to Chen Yan'an, and he said calmly, "Although it was short, you at least lived here for a while, right? Even if you only had a little bit of affection, could you please respect my deceased mother's dignity? The dead don't just die physically, and their lives in this world are wiped out. My parents' spirits are watching from heaven. Considering my mother's sincere care for you, I beg you, can you please not let her become a tool for your flirting and playfulness? That would be pitiful."
"No matter how humble I am, I am still a human being. This is where my most precious memories are kept. It's the only connection I have left with my parents in this world. This isn't a place you can trample on, nor is it a place for birthday parties. Could you please maintain the most basic etiquette? Even if you don't have feelings for me, we're still husband and wife. Don't make me hate you."
The lively mood that had just risen up was like a fragile light that could not be gathered. An unprecedented sense of powerlessness enveloped his trembling heart. Yan Yan clenched his fists expressionlessly, "Am I such a bad person in your heart?"
"Occasionally, yes." She smiled faintly, "Maybe I'm wrong, but you don't have to take it to heart."
She had no intention of arguing or explaining, which made him feel that she was not worth being expected of at all.
"Secretary Ma, thank you for your help." Ye Yuanyin leaned against the door frame and motioned for him to move the chair back.
Secretary Ma glanced at the boss's gloomy face, and suddenly an idea came to him. The person who could make the boss in a bad mood at the moment was the ultimate boss. He did not dare to delay and moved the chair back.
"Sorry, right away."
The lights in the yard were turned off. Ye Yuanyin didn't even look inside, so she naturally didn't understand the real purpose of their coming. She just pulled the door knocker and locked the door.
When she turned to leave, Chen Dian reached out and grabbed her arm, saying in a deep voice, "Don't go. Talk to me."
My aunt wasn't sure who to help, but as someone who had been influenced by her husband for so long, she felt that she had to first protect the village's newly negotiated vacation project, so she persuaded him, "Yes, Yin, it's been a long time since we last met. Is there some misunderstanding? You should talk it out and stop being so awkward."
Ye Yuanyin didn't want to talk to him, so he glared at Long Qinling and said softly: "Qinling, you dare to leave?"
Long Qinling was too busy watching the fun to stop. He straightened his neck and said, "That's right, why should I leave?! What if our Ah Yin gets bullied? Who are you? Why should we talk to you just because you said you wanted to talk to our Ah Yin?"
Qin Ling was very devoted in his acting. He pointed his index finger downwards in front of himself and ordered, "Ayin, come here!
Chen Yan'an's eyes, as deep as the sea, pressed down on him, as if the bright moon had lost some of its color in fear. Qin Ling didn't dare to act rashly, wondering who this person was.
Shen Yan put pressure on her arm and tried to take her away. But Ye Yuanyin brushed his hand away and said calmly, "When we divorced three years ago, I said everything I needed to say. I'm sorry, Mr. Shen, I have nothing to talk to you about."
She walked to Long Qinling and followed her aunt.
The tassel tree at the gate of the Long family swayed in the mountain breeze. The moonlight shone through the treetops onto the man who seemed to be made of fine gold and jade. A few cold white spots of light swayed fragilely on his handsome face.
Chen Yan turned his head, leaving only his profile to Secretary Ma, and said, "Go check who the man next to her is."
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