82 Chapter 82

There was no more words along the way.

The black Mercedes SUV sped smoothly on the elevated road, and soon left the bustling city far behind. Outside the city is a completely different world, the autumn sky is blue and cloudless, the golden harvest scene in the rice fields along the way, the cool autumn breeze blows in the face, sweeping away the dull and depressing atmosphere in the carriage, and even the mood of people is better in this kind of scenery.

When he arrived at Chengjia Village, it was already nearly evening, the sun was setting, and there was little smoke, and Yan Bo would stop steadily in the open space in front of the Cheng family's new house. When the three of them entered the courtyard one after another, they found that Old Man Cheng had been standing in the courtyard waiting for them.

Old Man Cheng glanced at the three of them behind his hands, and didn't say much, only said slowly: "It's good to come back." ”

A simple sentence, but it gave He Yan the illusion that a wanderer had returned home, as if he was a natural member of this big family. The uncle heard the movement in the courtyard in the inner hall, and quickly took out a handful of wormwood, and after lighting it, a faint white smoke came out. The uncle took the smoking wormwood around him and walked around him slowly, while muttering words in his mouth.

He Yan took in the uncle's movements and demeanor, and he didn't know much in his heart, but he only felt that it was funny like those magic sticks in the TV series. Cheng Qiao was afraid that he would laugh, so he hurriedly whispered in his ear: "Don't move." Uncle is helping you get rid of the bad luck, and keep you from getting sick in the future. ”

It seems that this is the custom of Chengjia Village. He Yan immediately tensed his face, stood in place solemnly, and let Cheng Qiao and her uncle feel free.

After reading a paragraph, the uncle extinguished the wormwood in his hand, patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Okay, I have driven away all the sickness and filth on your body, and you will be healthy and safe in the future!"

He Yan replied with a smile: "Thank you for your auspicious words." ”

As soon as the uncle here let the three of them into the hall, the eldest aunt brought out a steaming big soup bowl from the back kitchen and placed it on the round table, and did not forget to greet He Yan in her mouth: "The freshly simmered black fish soup, drink it while it's hot, this opponent's postoperative wound recovery is the best." ”

He Yan glanced at the milky white fish soup that was still steaming, with emerald green green onions floating on it, which seemed to be beautiful and delicious. This series of enthusiasm of the Cheng family caught him off guard, flattered, he didn't move, and glanced at Cheng Qiao first.

Cheng Qiao said: "The eldest aunt asked you to drink the soup, so you can drink it." ”

The soup simmered in black fish was accompanied by lotus root, He Yan picked up the spoon and scooped up a spoonful, the milky white soup was in the mouth, salty and fresh, without the earthy smell he hated, and there was sweetness on the tip of the tongue after entering the throat. Then I ate a piece of lotus root and simmered for a few hours, it was already soft and glutinous, and it melted in my mouth.

"Delicious. He praised it heartily, put aside the burden of the male god and ate it quickly.

Yan Bo saw that he was eating well, and the gluttonous worms in his stomach were also called out, and he stared at the soup bowl in front of He Yan with two eyes, sucking the saliva that flowed out, and the true nature of the foodie was undoubtedly exposed. Later, he was so hungry that he couldn't do it, so he begged the eldest aunt with a cheek thicker than the courtyard wall of Cheng Qiao's house: "Auntie, this soup looks delicious, is there anything else...... I want to try it too!"

Zhao Chunjuan, who was standing on the side, had already seen through his careful thoughts, and waited for him to speak bluntly. When he heard this, he burst out laughing, "We guessed you were going to drink." Yuanyuan left you a big bowl, go to the kitchen to serve it. “

Yan Bo immediately smiled, waved his arms and rushed to the kitchen behind, and shouted: "Cute girl, cute girl, I'm here! Spinach loves you to death." ”

Such a milky and motherly appearance made Cheng Qiaolei get goosebumps, and He Yan's hand holding the spoon was also shocked by his cheerful cry.

The two glanced at each other, and they both despised the foodie with the same hatred.

Yan Bo in the back kitchen was holding the soup bowl handed to him by Cheng Yuan, so he didn't care what Cheng Qiao and what they thought in their hearts, being able to eat the most delicious food in the world was the happiest thing.

Old Man Cheng silently looked at the couple of men and women sitting at the table in the courtyard, handsome men and beautiful women, looking not unsightly, but his mood at the moment was extremely heavy.

He Yan, the quasi-eldest son-in-law, is almost impeccable in his eyes, not only has a good character, is handsome, and has a good family background, but also has a soft spot for his eldest granddaughter. It's always not going well, there are accidents in the family one after another, my father also died, and then I have a car accident, hey...... Old Man Cheng sighed and prayed, and said in his heart: Originally, it was good for the two families to meet and talk about the marriage of their children, but according to the current situation, it can only be delayed first...... I don't know when it's going to be the head, I can't say that Yuanyuan and their pair will develop faster......

The old man, who was worried about the marriage of his grandchildren, was very irritable, and after a long sigh, he entered the hall, walked to the edge of the table and looked at He Yan, his eyes were full of love and pity: "You have suffered a lot during this time...... Look at the weight loss like this, eat more to recover quickly. ”

He Yan couldn't resist the old man's concern, so he could only put down the bowl in his hand, and he didn't know what to say, so he just responded with a few words of "uh-huh", and turned to Cheng Qiao for help.

Cheng Qiao got up and helped Old Man Cheng sit down on the Taishi chair on the side, and said jokingly: "Grandpa, don't worry, even the doctor praised He Yan for his good recovery, he still has to recuperate in our house for a period of time, and your excessive enthusiasm will scare him away." ”

The old man hurriedly shook his hand: "Hey, it's all a family, just do what you want!" and was afraid that it would really scare He Yan away, so he added, "Don't be polite to us, just stay at home with peace of mind!"

He Yan was helpless and moved by him, since he was a child, except for his father and his uncle, no relatives have ever cared about him so much, he has always been able to speak well, he really doesn't know what to say at the moment, so he has to lower his head and drink the soup in a sullen voice.

After that, the family gathered around the table for a sumptuous dinner, and in order to take care of his patient, the dishes were mostly light. After dinner, it was getting dark, Cheng Qiao and He Yan walked around the village road, and walked a long circle before returning to the old house together.

Cheng Qiao took a step ahead, took out the key to open the mahogany door, and just crossed the threshold when he heard a string of running sounds, and then a golden figure pounced over.

"Wang, Wang, Wang...... "Mistress, you are finally back, obedient, lonely, bored, and have playmates." The golden retriever lay on top of her, and his bark was full of grievances, as if to protest against his master's neglect of him.

"Obedient!" He Yan shouted, stepped forward and stood side by side with Cheng Qiao.

The golden retriever didn't expect one more person to come, tilting his head and staring at He Yan with dark eyes. got off Cheng Qiao, jumped to his side, took small steps and circled around him twice, sniffed, it was a familiar smell, it was the male host, "Whoa......" It whined a little excitedly, shook its big hairy tail, raised its two front paws and naturally put it on He Yan's long legs, and the tail swept his calves one by one.

He Yan stretched out his hand and rubbed it vigorously on its hairy head a few times, and asked, "Good girl, do you miss me!"

"Whoa, man, I want to kill you." Obediently called out twice very cooperatively.

Cheng Qiao patted his obedient head: "Obedient, don't make trouble, let's go into the house!"

The two of them entered the room, and the golden retriever dog was probably locked up hard during this time, pestering He Yan to play, and from time to time rolling and begging to be petted, which made Cheng Qiao on the side laugh. Taking advantage of He Yan's time to play with him, she carried a bucket to the backyard to bring a few buckets of spiritual spring water back, and poured it into the bathtub to let He Yan take a bath after it was hot, so that he could recover better. If it weren't for the fact that the weather had turned cooler now, Cheng Qiao would have been eager to let him soak in the spiritual spring directly, so that the curative effect would be the best.

He Yan finally coaxed the golden retriever into the den to sleep, moved his lower limbs, and walked to the bathroom. It's inevitable to stick to a body of dog hair, I didn't think it just now, but I felt a little itchy on my body at this time, so I quickly took a hot bath. When he took off his clothes and found that the bathtub was already full of water, he reached out to test the temperature of the water, and the bath was just right for lukewarm, and then he lay down. Wrapped in warm water, he closed his eyes comfortably, and his whole body relaxed.

Taking advantage of He Yan's soaking in the spiritual spring, Cheng Qiao sorted out the bag he brought back from the hospital, threw the clothes that should be washed into the washing machine, and put them in the drawer cleanly. I don't know how long it took, when He Yan came out of the bathroom, he found Cheng Qiao actually squatting on the ground, lying on the edge of the bed and falling asleep.

He couldn't help but laugh, and walked up to her with a light step, brushing her long hair from the bed. Cheng Qiao's side face was revealed, his originally somewhat rounded chin became pointed, and there was a faint tiredness between his eyebrows.

She was probably so tired that she slept like this. He Yan felt a pain in his heart, during this time, Cheng Qiao was busy taking care of him, and he was able to recover so quickly, Cheng Qiao could be said to have contributed a lot. He Yan bent down and hugged the sleeping man horizontally, gently put him on the bed, and lay down beside Cheng Qiao. After caressing her fair cheeks with his fingertips, he lowered his head and dropped a shallow kiss, and whispered in Cheng Qiao's ear: "Good night, dear." Have a good dream......"

He raised his hand and turned off the bedside lamp, and the room fell into darkness. He Yan closed his eyes, and his hand involuntarily circled the slender waist beside him. Cheng Qiao fell asleep, muttered a vague word in his mouth, turned over, and put his head on He Yan's chest, and the hot breath exhaled from his mouth fell on his chest.

He Yan could clearly feel the warm body of the person in his arms, as well as the smooth heartbeat.

She's right next to me...... That's great!

is no longer like in that bizarre dream, having to face life and death, and can only spend the rest of his life by giving up on himself. At this moment, it seems that the unwillingness and regret that have accumulated for hundreds of years have all disappeared, and after a hundred years of waiting, there will be no regrets. At this moment, the memories of He Yan's two lives were finally completely fused.

Holding the person in your arms, it seems that you have the whole world. I'll protect you in this life...... It was as if there were two of them at the same time silently assured in his heart.

As for those Xiao Mouse generations, what are they afraid of? He has been fighting with courtiers all his life, and how has he ever flinched. Insight into people's hearts, good at forbearance, and planning before acting is his strength, and he always kills opponents......