Aunt Fan seems to have changed when she comes back this time, and she, who doesn't talk much, is becoming more and more silent.

She returned to her post the morning before the banquet for Li Xiang, and because she was always in a daze, the food was either less salty or more salty.

For dinner, Si Huayue usually eats at home, and the meals of the day are salty and light, and he can't eat them at all, wasting a table of good ingredients.

Si Wenjun and Chu Meiqin were both dissatisfied, because Aunt Fan had never made such a mistake, they didn't blame too much, but just told Aunt Fan to withdraw the meal and make it again.

Si Huayue got up to help, went into the kitchen and asked in a whisper, "Aunt Fan, is something happening?"

Aunt Fan replied in panic, "It's okay", and hurriedly walked out of the kitchen.

The dinner that night was not finished until half past seven, Si Wenjun and Chu Meiqin went out for a walk, but they were forced home by the heavy snow outside.

Si Huayue stayed behind to help Aunt Fan clean up the dinner table.

After seven o'clock, the snow outside became heavier and heavier, and in a short time the road was covered with a thick layer of snow.

Aunt Fan rides an electric car to and from Si Huayue's house.

Seeing that she was not in a state, Si Huayue's family was not worried about letting her rush back alone so late, so they tried their best to keep her stay.

At night, the temperature of the central air conditioner at home was adjusted a little high by Chu Meiqin, Si Huayue woke up several times, and simply opened the door from the bedroom to the suite, and the door from the suite to the corridor was also slightly open.

At night, Si Huayue was alert to hear someone going up and down the stairs, and his steps were very light.

She got out of bed barefoot and walked slowly to the corridor, and by the light of the ornamental lights that came in outside, she saw clearly that the person who repeatedly went up and down the stairs was Aunt Fan.

Aunt Fan was also barefoot, walked to the corner of the second floor, stopped, then went down to the first floor, stopped again, and went up to the second floor, repeating the cycle several times.

Sleepwalking?

Si Huayue didn't know if Aunt Fan had stayed overnight at their house before, anyway, since she was released from prison, this was the first time she had seen Aunt Fan spend the night at their house.

It must have been sleepwalking, because she was always going back and forth at that distance, and she didn't do anything else, and she was barefoot.

Whether it was sleepwalking or not, there was such a person walking back and forth in the stairwell, Si Huayue always felt awkward, so he lost his sleepiness and always paid attention to the movement downstairs.

Tossed until more than three o'clock in the morning, with a slight sound of the door closing, Aunt Fan finally returned to her own bedroom, and Si Huayue was able to sleep peacefully.

The next morning, before Si Hua Yueding's alarm went off, he was woken up by the sound of cooking in the kitchen downstairs.

Of course, it was only to wake her up, Chu Meiqin and Si Wenjun's sleep quality was better than her, and the sound was not enough to wake up the two of them.

Si Huayue suspected that Aunt Fan hadn't slept at all that night, because it was not yet five o'clock at this time.

The weather outside was bad and he couldn't go out to run and exercise, so Si Huayue went to his gym to exercise.

At seven o'clock, she washed up and went downstairs, Si Wenjun and Chu Meiqin had also gotten up and were sitting at the dining table waiting for her to come out to eat together.

After a night of adjustment, Aunt Fan was in a slightly better state, and although the breakfast she cooked was also salty and uneven, she was barely able to eat enough.

During the meal, Chu Meiqin repeatedly told Si Huayue not to forget to invite Li Xiang and his son back for dinner in the evening.

Before going out, Si Huayue glanced at Aunt Fan again, and thought, I hope that Aunt Fan can mess up the meal tonight like last night, kill the two of them, and see if he dares to easily agree to come to the door to eat in the future.

Thinking like this, she pursed her lips and walked out of the house with fun.

At the end of the day, Li Xiang became restless, probably because of his social phobia.

The closer he got to six o'clock in the evening, the more anxious he became, and from time to time he got up to the window to look at the weather outside, or he didn't run to the toilet as if he had a prostate.

Li Zicheng left school at 3:45 p.m., and Li Xiang went out to pick him up before 3 p.m.

It is only a quarter of an hour's drive from the martial arts hall to Li Zicheng's school, and if you walk, it will only take more than forty minutes, Si Huayue hopes that Li Xiang will be better after drying at the school gate for an hour, so that he can go home with her like a stupid hat.

Just after four o'clock, Li Xiang came back with Li Zicheng.

Yesterday, he had already told Li Zicheng that he was going to Si Huayue's house for a banquet tonight, Li Zicheng didn't want to go, he was afraid and resisted Si Huayue's parents.

But in order to see Aunt Fan, he reluctantly agreed.

The martial arts hall closed at half past five, and at five o'clock, Li Xiang went to the door to hail a taxi and carried the gifts he had packed into boxes and loaded them into the car.

Today's road conditions are not good, Si Huayue didn't ride her heavy machine, and took the subway to work.

It was past six o'clock when the three of them arrived at Si Huayue's house.

Entering the door, Si Huayue found that Si Huacheng and Huang Ranran were actually there, and at the moment when they met Si Huacheng's eyes, Si Huayue obviously felt a faint sadness in Si Huacheng's eyes.

Seeing a large family, Li Xiang and Li Zicheng became cramped and uneasy.

On the contrary, it is better to laugh at the wolf, enter the door, and go directly to the kitchen to find Aunt Fan to ask for food.

"Hello uncle and aunt!"

The two of them greeted Si Wenjun and Chu Meiqin in unison.

The room was instantly quiet, what kind of person is this? Huang Ranran, who was drinking water, couldn't hold back, and a mouthful of water squirted out, all spraying on Si Huacheng's chest.

Li Zicheng is nominally Li Xiang's apprentice and righteous son, and Li Zicheng and Si Huayue usually get along with each other as equals, and during the time when Si Huayue's house lived, he always called Si Wenjun and Chu Meiqin uncles and aunts.

And Li Xiang and Si Huayue are only four years apart in age, and it is impossible for him to call Si Wenjun and Chu Meiqin brothers and sisters, so he can only call them uncles and aunts as Si Huayue's peers.

In this way, the generations are messed up.

There is also an Aunt Fan in the key kitchen, you can't let Li Zicheng change her mind and call Aunt Fan grandma in order to take care of Li Xiang, right?

Si Wenjun reacted quickly, and beckoned Li Xiang into the house with a smile, "Quick, come in and sit!"

Li Xiang, who changed into home slippers, looked shorter and shorter, and standing with Li Zicheng looked like two brothers.

Huang Ranran dragged Si Huacheng to the second floor to change clothes, where there was a bedroom for the two of them, and if they came back on Saturday, they would spend the night here.

Walking upstairs, Huang Ranran whispered in Si Huacheng's ear: "Husband, is this person really the master of Kongjian?"

It's no wonder that she questioned that the rumored Master Kongjian was a high-ranking monk, and the Li Xiang in front of her was an imposter no matter how she looked at it.

After more than two months of natural growth, his bald head melon was covered with a layer of black hair.

And he actually gave gifts when he came to the door, in the eyes of ordinary people, monks seem to give gifts quite vulgarly.

There was a knock on the door, and Wu Song also came, wearing a black leather jacket, a long figure, an angular foreign face, golden hair, and blue pupils, making him look more eye-catching than those movie and television stars, and he was simply handsome.

Compared with him, Li Xiang, who was dressed in a regular Tang suit, felt old-fashioned.

Although Li Xiang's appearance is also considered to be the best among Asians, he has been a monk for many years, and he has precipitated a fresh and dusty little family atmosphere.

But if you take a closer look, you will find that Li Xiang's temperament has a kind of wisdom that ordinary people can't reach.