Chapter 297 Difficult to Manage
Yan Kui's expression remained unchanged; she still smiled and nodded.
She knew that Huang Xinwan had been a little embarrassed just now.
Seeing this, Aunt Song immediately smoothed things over, serving food to Yan Kui and asking if she had been feeling unwell these past few days. She also mentioned that someone in the village was going to slaughter a pig in a few days, and that she would buy some for Yan Kui to make pork buns.
On New Year's Eve.
Wei Yin personally cooked a table full of dishes.
The village road in front of the courtyard has been repaved with cement, and it's rare to see a car pass by. The honking of the horn is particularly noticeable in Luoxia Village, which is covered in white snow.
The house was well-heated, and there was wine that Yan Sheng had just poured on the table. Old Master Wei picked up his wine glass, took a sip, and said, "I remember the first time I brought Wei Yin to the village, every household here had piles of firewood in front of their doors."
"At that time, the village chief here was not Yu Dehua, but a man in his fifties surnamed Chen. When he saw that I bought land and built a house here, he gave me a lot of mountain products."
The old man looked out the window, his eyes slightly unfocused, as if recalling the past: "The people here are actually very simple and honest, though they may have some petty thoughts occasionally, but they are all trivial matters."
"It's perfectly normal for people to share food, send each other gifts, and help each other with big or small matters."
"So at that time I thought I would bring Wei Yin over to take a look."
“He grew up in the city when he was young. His father and I were both busy, and everyone spoiled him. He was really difficult to manage back then.”
Seeing that the old man had drunk some wine, Yan Kui ate a piece of potato and said, "Grandpa, I remember when I first came here, Wei Yin was still working in the fields every day."
Wei Yin poured her a glass of warm water and listened to her speak. He smiled and said, "Back then, Aunt Song would supervise me every day. If I didn't grow it well, Grandpa would scold me again when I got back."
Grandpa Wei chuckled a few times upon hearing this, then pointed at Wei Yin and shook his head: "You're more settled now that you're married. When you first came to the village, you almost tore this house down."
"They said this wasn't tasty, that wasn't tasty, and even said that other people's kids smelled like cow dung."
"I was so angry that I made him clean the village chief's cowshed for an hour!"
Yan Kui laughed so hard she couldn't eat. Wei Yin had no choice but to keep putting food into the old man's bowl.
Old Master Wei's glass of wine was already empty, and Yan Sheng, being very perceptive, poured him another half glass.
"Old man, I'm just marveling. These things have only just happened, and in the blink of an eye, you're already married."
Wei Yin didn't like hearing such sentimental words, so he picked up his wine glass and clinked it against the old man's: "A toast to you, sir."
The snow outside the window fell heavier and heavier, piling up on the windowsill. This year, Yan Kui did not take Yan Sheng to buy fireworks, but the area under the village archway was crowded with people setting off fireworks.
As the countdown began at midnight, a blast ripped open half the sky above Luoxia Village.
Yan Kui sat on the sofa, watching the dazzling fireworks outside the window. Wei Yin approached her and pulled her into his arms.
"That year I went back to Taipei and didn't spend the New Year with you in Luoxia Village. Were you sad?"
Yan Kui shook her head, then quickly nodded.
"What do you mean, Ms. Yan?"
Yan Kui laughed and said, "I remember that year when we had a snowball fight, I got completely destroyed by the village kids, and you weren't there."
"Nobody's helping you?" Wei Yin leaned over and kissed her cheek.
After he finished kissing her, Yan Kui said, "No, if you were here, I could have joined them in beating you up."
Wei Yin reached out and pinched her chin in an annoyed tone, and said seriously, "Yan Kui, I am your dear husband."
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