Chapter 196 Love
"Okay, okay, so you are this kind of Suning!"
Fu Jiaming screamed, his face full of disbelief.
Can he say that these two are worthy of being a pair? Both sesame-filled dumplings should be cooked in the same pot.
When her figure entered the kitchen, Fu Jiaming, who was being beaten, immediately stopped howling and turned to look at his friend with a gossipy look.
"Hurry up, Yan Qi, tell me how you successfully confessed your love. Is it just like what I said? How can I be a brother and not lie to you?"
Releasing his hands that were holding him with the scissors, Yan Bei subconsciously smiled the silly smile of a landlord's stupid son as he recalled what had just happened.
That expression really made Fu Jiaming 70% shocked and 30% disgusted, "Tsk tsk tsk ~ Yan Qi, Yan Qi, you have come to this day."
"Ha ha ha ha!"
I actually wanted to take a picture of it and keep the evidence!
If this could be kept as a trump card, it would guarantee success in the future.
"Ahem~"
Yan Bei came back to his senses and tried to make amends. He raised his hand, clenched his fist, and cleared his throat under his nose as if to cover up. He was instantly back to his usual calm self, except for the red earlobe that could not be avoided.
"Okay, Jiaming, let's get down to business. I'll need you to help me run another trip to the ancient city tomorrow."
"Don't worry, I understand. Leave it to me."
Now that the relationship between a man and a woman has been confirmed, the matter naturally needs to be accelerated. Fu Jiaming regained his serious look and patted his chest.
Although he looks unreliable, no one understands Fu Jiaming's abilities better than him.
I bumped fists with him in tacit understanding, and there was no need to say more words of gratitude.
"Let's go."
The two of them walked towards the backyard, chatting and laughing, and went out through the small door to go home and call people.
Although the dilapidated house had been secretly repaired and could barely be lived in, it was still okay when the weather was warm, but in winter it was so cold that people would shiver.
Unlike the north where people have earthen kangs, every household in the south has a round or square brazier in the kitchen to burn firewood for heating in winter.
On weekdays, the brazier burning firewood can be used to boil water in a kettle and stew vegetables in a pot. A few winnowing baskets are hung above to facilitate smoking of cured meat.
When in Rome, do as the Romans do. When the temperature dropped sharply after the frost, Yan Bei followed the example of the villagers and built a brazier in the small kitchen so that his grandparents could make a fire in the house to keep warm.
When Yan Bei entered the house, two old men were sitting around a brazier. The dry branches they picked up from the mountains were a little damp, so when they burned, they inevitably emitted bursts of green smoke.
The orange-red firelight illuminated the two men's faces. The smoke made them squint their eyes slightly, and physiological moisture was brewing in them.
Hearing the footsteps, Yan Changrong and Zhao Panpan looked up at the same time, and seeing the unconcealable joy in their little grandson's eyes, they also started to smile.
"I heard from Jiaming that Ning girl is back?"
"Well, I just got back. Ningning asked me to call you over there for dinner."
“This girl!”
Zhao Panpan couldn't help but frowned and put down the stick in his hand. "Why don't you take a rest after just coming back? You must be tired after sitting on the train for such a long time. Xiaoqi, why don't you persuade her? Hurry up and tell her to stop doing it. Come over here today and I will make dinner for everyone."
Her cooking skills are not as good as Ning Yatou's, but it is better than Xiuzhen's food that is hard to swallow and in danger of falling to the ground at any time, right?
Zhao Panpan waved his hand and urged, "Go quickly!"
"This room is small and may not be able to accommodate so many people. Grandma and grandpa should go to Ningning's place. I will cook and let her rest."
"Then why are you still standing there? Why don't you just go there quickly?"
"Well, okay, I'll go right away. Grandpa and grandma, you guys come slowly, don't rush, don't fall."
Yan Bei wanted to say something, but seeing the genuine anxiety in his grandmother's eyes, he thought about it and swallowed the words that were on the tip of his tongue. He decided to wait until he came back from dinner before talking about it.
Without any more hesitation, Yan Bei turned around and strode out the door.
"Old lady, have you noticed that Xiao Qi is a little bit abnormal..."
"Hmm? What's wrong?"
Using the remaining ash from the brazier to cover the fire bit by bit, Yan Changrong kept moving his hands. "The eyes were as sweet as if they were filled with honey!"
"What's wrong with that? Xiao Qi must be happy that Ning is back. It's good enough that she didn't squeak like a mouse in a rice jar!"
“Hahahaha, that’s right.”
At this time, neither of them had expected that the long-awaited granddaughter-in-law would be successfully moved into their home by their grandson, and their dream would come true.
As for Xiaoqi, the emperor is not in a hurry, but the eunuch is. He is so gentle about dating. Hey, the two old people think that it is not a good thing and can only be burned for them on that day.
"None of them, big or small, are like me. They haven't inherited even a little bit of my quickness and efficiency in marrying a wife or pursuing someone."
"Heh~ Old man, do you still want to try being hit on the head by rice?"
“Hahahaha~”
Thinking about the rice that hit him, it wasn't his face that was hit but his heart. Yan Changrong looked at his wife with a bit of heat in his eyes.
Before we knew it, decades of ups and downs have passed.
This face bore deep marks of the erosion of time, no longer the delicate beauty of youth, but it still made him as happy and heart-throb as before.
Just like fine wine, it becomes more fragrant as time goes by and will not deteriorate or spoil over time.
Men from the Yan family love a person for their entire life.
Silently holding the hand he had held for most of his life, Yan Changrong gently rubbed it with the tip of his thumb, "Pan Pan, do you still remember our agreement?"
The two of them walked hand in hand, slowly and steadily taking each step.
Zhao Panpan put her other hand on his arm. Her eyes no longer had the brilliance of her youth, but they still shone brightly when she looked at him. "Are you talking about letting me go first in the future?"
"I remember. I remember everything I promised you. You old man, if someone didn't know, they would think you were eager for me to leave."
She glared at him in reproach, but the moment she lowered her eyes, she couldn't help but feel moist. Zhao Panpan knew very well that he was worried about her.
I was worried that he would leave first and leave me alone.
He always said that when a person dies, it's all over and they don't care about the things that happened before they died. But for the person left behind, every day and every moment of the future will be filled with pain and suffering.
So old man...
But if I break my promise this time, you can't blame me or resent me.
"Old lady? Why are you peeing? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
"Bah, it's all your fault. Why are you talking about death or immortality?"
"Hahaha, fine, fine, let's not talk about it. Let's just live our best and live like an old immortal thousand-year-old turtle!"
"You bastard, you can't spit out ivory from a dog's mouth! You are the turtle!"
Seeing the tears in her eyes disappear after she was happy, angry, laughing, and scolding, Yan Changrong breathed a sigh of relief, nodded and responded lovingly, "Okay, okay, I am, I am!"
Everyone in the Yan family: I've never seen someone scold me and still bring the whole family along. Have you ever considered the feelings of that little turtle bastard? !
…
The two people walking slowly over there are full of love, and the two people in the kitchen here have also overturned their honey pot, and it seems that the air is filled with sweetness.
While busy with their hands, they looked at each other unexpectedly, and in just a second they smiled brilliantly in sync.
"Hiss~"
Fu Jiaming rubbed the goose bumps on his arms desperately and went into the kitchen to help when he saw this scene.
I felt like my stomach was full before the food even reached my mouth, and it even bulged up to my throat. If I put in any more, I was afraid I would vomit it out if I turned my head and opened my mouth.
"You two are going too far!"
The target of bullying is not here, so who is he taking the opportunity to provoke?
"How can you, a guy who is only making things worse, have the right to speak?"
"That's right, get out now, you're an eyesore."
"Okay, okay, you're going to kill the donkey after it's done working, right? You're going to destroy the bridge after crossing it, right? Yan Qi, is that how you want to play?"
After covering the two knives that his friend stabbed at him, Fu Jiaming laughed angrily, and turned sideways to face Su Ning who was watching the show next to him, "I'll tell you a secret, Suning, you don't know Yan Qi... Bah..."
“Poof~”
"If you keep talking nonsense, next time it won't be a carrot with soil but a pumpkin bigger than your face!"
…
Everyone sitting around in the main room smiled as they heard the laughter coming from the kitchen.
"These kids, I'm afraid they can turn the kitchen upside down when they cook."
"Hahaha, it's rare that they are so happy, let them make a fuss."
"Arong, how do you feel?"
"I walked about 20 to 30 more steps today. I think I'll be fully recovered in a few days. Don't worry, Auntie."
"That's good. Listen to Lao Liu and don't be impatient. Let's take it slow."
Fu Jiadan sat quietly listening, with smiles in his eyes and on his lips, without a trace of complaint, only his straight back seemed a little thinner than before.
(End of this chapter)
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