An'er from the Zhao family and the boy from the Li family who works as a bodyguard in the escort agency are engaged. When this news came out, many people were jealous and their eyes turned red.
The Zhao family's business has been growing bigger and bigger over the years. They not only opened a workshop in the village, but also a restaurant. Douxiangzhai in the town is doing a booming business, and the orders for soy products from the workshop are scheduled for several months later. The only man in the family is a scholar, and I heard that he will be gone this year.
Many people watched this An Ge'er grow up, and people had plans for him since he was young. For example, when he was only thirteen years old, many matchmakers came to his house to inquire about his future.
Anger's father, Lin Yan, said that he wanted to stay for a few more years and discuss marriage when he turned seventeen. But who would have thought that he was promised to someone else when he was just seventeen. Many people felt regretful and regretted that they did not act earlier.
Zhao Yian was measuring the size of his wedding dress in the room. He had decided that he would embroider a bamboo pattern on Zhiheng's wedding dress, and embroider some lotus flowers on his own as embellishment. It didn't need to be too gorgeous, just simple.
As he was measuring, Zhao Shiyu pushed the door open and came in. Zhao Yian's eyes lit up: "Uncle! You're here, just in time to help me see how to embroider my wedding dress."
Zhao Yian had been under Zhao Shiyu's guidance since he was young. His embroidery skills were not perfect, but he was very comfortable with them. He told Zhao Shiyu his idea, and Zhao Shiyu nodded in appreciation. "It's a good idea. You can embroider some small embellishments on the cuffs, belt, and placket. You can also embroider some gold patterns on other places. This will look good without being too flashy."
Zhao Yian also thought this was a better approach. He spread out the fabric and began to cut. Zhao Shiyu looked at his profile. In the blink of an eye, the child had grown up so much and was about to get married. He was a little dazed for a moment. If Huan Ge'er were still here...
Zhao Yian turned around in confusion: "What Huan Ge'er?"
Zhao Shiyu came back to his senses and realized that he had accidentally said what was in his heart. He quickly said, "It's nothing. Are you done cutting it? Let me see." Then he stood up and walked towards Zhao Yian.
Zhao Yian was interrupted by his action and did not continue to ask, but he kept it in mind and planned to ask his father later.
Zhao Shiyu guided Zhao Yian for an entire afternoon, and the wedding dress took shape. Seeing that it was getting late, he got up and said goodbye to go home. Lin Yan and Zhao Shiyun had returned a long time ago and were making dinner. Seeing that Zhao Shiyu was about to leave, they hurriedly invited him to have dinner at home. Zhao Shiyu thought that the family should be cooking, so he refused.
Zhao Qiming and Li Yuemei are older now, and now they basically stay at home to tend to the vegetable garden, feed the chickens and pigs, etc. Zhao Shiyun doesn't even want them to do this, for fear that they will be tired. At this moment, Li Yuemei saw that Zhao Shiyu was about to leave, and took out a fish from the kitchen, "Your brother bought this two days ago. He bought several fish. We can't eat them all if we keep them in a bucket. Take one back and make some soup, and get a bowl of tofu."
Zhao Shiyu took it with a smile, "Then I won't be polite."
"Kid, when have you ever been polite to Ah Mo?"
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At night, Zhao Yian took a shower and sneaked into Lin Yan's room while Zhao Shiyun was outside cleaning up the molds. He sat down next to Lin Yan and asked, "Dad, who is Huan Ge'er?"
Lin Yan was startled at first, then a complex emotion flashed in his eyes. He was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "Why do you ask that?"
Zhao Yian spoke frankly, "My uncle came today and looked at me in a daze, saying something like if Huan Ge'er were still here..."
Lin Yan looked at Zhao Yian's lively and playful face, and his memory went back to the year when he gave birth to his child. The pain seemed to have happened just yesterday, tearing and sawing.
He was silent for a long time, but finally decided to tell Zhao Yian. After all, he had the right to know. "Brother Huan, it's your twin brother. His name is Zhao Yihuan. He passed away when you were born."
Zhao Yian's eyes widened. This was the first time he knew he had a twin brother. "Dad, why have I never heard you mention this?"
Lin Yan touched his head, his expression somewhat sad. "I'm afraid that mentioning him would make you sad, and I'm also afraid that the past would bring back memories. We were all heartbroken for a long time when he didn't save his life."
Zhao Yian felt a little uncomfortable. It turned out that he had a brother he had never met. "Does Brother Huan look like me?" he asked again. Lin Yan smiled, and there was some warmth in his eyes: "Yes, very similar. You are cast from the same mold, even the position of the birthmark is the same."
Zhao Yian fell into deep thought, imagining that if his brother were still alive, they would play together and grow up together. Lin Yan looked at him and said softly, "Brother An, Brother Huan is watching you in heaven. He must want you to be happy." Zhao Yian nodded, and a special feeling for Brother Huan grew in his heart.
"Dad, where is my brother buried? Can I go see him?"
Lin Yan and his friends would go to see Huan Ge'er every year, but they had never taken Zhao Yian with them. When hearing Zhao Yian's request, Lin Yan actually didn't know how to respond.
"Dad, I really want to go. Can you let me go?" Zhao Yian clasped his hands together and pleaded in a low voice.
Lin Yan couldn't persuade him, and finally agreed to take him there tomorrow. The only thing was that Zhao Yuansheng couldn't be told, as he would be leaving next year and couldn't be distracted.
Zhao Yian nodded and returned to his room. That night, he tossed and turned, unable to sleep, so he got up, lit the oil lamp, and took out a half-finished purse embroidered with butterflies dancing among the flowers. Zhao Yian thought he'd finish it tonight and bring it to his brother tomorrow; he'd definitely like it.
The result of staying up late is two panda eyes. When Lin Yan woke up early in the morning and saw Zhao Yian's dark circles, he was shocked. "What's wrong with you? Didn't you sleep well? How about we go another day?"
"No! I'm going today!" Zhao Yian washed his face with cold water and felt refreshed again.
Lin Yan shook his head helplessly, prepared the incense, candles and gold ingots, put them in a basket, and took Zhao Yian to the mountain.
In order to avoid being seen by the villagers that year, they specially found a secluded place where few people passed by. At this moment, Lin Yan took Zhao Yian to push aside the grass and used sickles to pull out the weeds that were in the way. It took them more than half an hour to reach the place.
Zhao Yian looked at the crude wooden sign in front of him, which read "Zhao Yihuan's Tomb," and his eyes welled up. He walked forward slowly, gently stroking the words on the sign without saying a word.
Lin Yan cleared the weeds in front of the tomb before lighting the incense and kneeling in front of it with Zhao Yian. "Brother Huan, Daddy brought Brother An to see you. He missed you so much." Lin Yan's voice was choked with emotion.
Zhao Yian took out the purse, gently placed it in front of the monument, kowtowed a few times, and said softly: "Brother, I am An An. This is the purse I embroidered for you. It has a butterfly embroidered on it. It's so beautiful. I hope you like it. If you were still here, we would definitely be able to play together and grow up together." After saying that, she couldn't help but shed tears.
Just then, a breeze blew by, and the wildflowers in front of the tomb swayed gently, as if Huan Ge'er was responding to him. A warm feeling welled up in Zhao Yi'an's heart, and he felt as if his brother was right beside him. Lin Yan looked at him and comforted him, "Huan Ge'er will bless you." Zhao Yi'an nodded and burned gold ingots with Lin Yan. Afterwards, they sat in front of the tomb for a long time before getting up and leaving. On the way back, Zhao Yi'an felt more at peace in his heart, knowing that his brother would always protect him.
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