Seeing that she didn't finish speaking, Fu Zhanhan spoke again: "What else do you have to say?"

"Love is like birth, old age, sickness and death, you can't force it. Pei Feiyan said quickly, "It's gone." ”

Fu Zhanhan hooked his lips and smiled: "It seems that you are still too young, little sister." There are some things that can be forced. ”

Fu Zhongnian's snoring on the bed suddenly stopped, and the two glanced at him vigilantly, Fu Zhanhan pulled up Pei Feiyan and went out.

The door shut, and in the darkness, a pair of reddish eyes suddenly opened, and tears glistened in the moonlight.

"Ah Li......"

……

Chinese New Year's Eve, twelve o'clock at noon, noon in ancient times.

The time has come for the Fu family to worship their ancestors.

According to the most traditional method, there is no shortage of three animal wine ceremonies, flowers and fruits. The entire ancestral pavilion is fully lit, and it is as brilliant as the heavenly palace in broad daylight. In front of the shrine, there was a man standing in half of the hall. Fu Bonian led Fu Zhongnian and Fu Shunian to stand in the front, followed by Fu Zhanhan, and behind Fu Zhanhan were several of his cousins.

The position that originally belonged to Fu Zhanlin was stood by the youngest tenth uncle Fu Zhanming this year, and the strange thing was that no one reacted.

The ladies could only stand outside the gate to worship, and the old lady Fu took the lead, leading Shen Yongzhen and other wives. Although Pei Feiyan is the youngest, because he is the wife of the head of the family, he has a remarkable status, but he stands in front of many people.

Kneeling down countless times, worshipping countless times, and kowtowing countless times, until the back and legs hurt, I heard the Taoist priest finish reciting the sacrifice, ending this grand ancestor worship. Pei Feiyan was almost about to relax, but was swept away by Shen Yongzhen's silent eyes, and suddenly stood up straight.

What made her change was that Shen Yongzhen was over fifty years old, and she was still calm and relaxed after such a large set of rules, and she didn't even have more than two wrinkles in her skirt, which can be called a model of a noblewoman.

Knowing her past and seeing her follow the rules of the Fu family so meticulously, for some reason, Pei Feiyan's boredom with her has decreased a lot, and she has begun to be full of sympathy.

Under Shen Yongzhen's calm appearance, he must have endured a lot of suffering that was not humane to outsiders......

Anyway, I'll only stay here for so once, and I'll break up with Fu Zhanhan next year when the contract ends, so why make trouble with her?

Thinking about it this way, in the next second section of the sacrificial ceremony, Pei Feiyan should seriously kowtow, and he should follow the prayer and pray it, and he did it one by one, which won many people to nod secretly.

It is said that Fu Zhanhan's wife is young and willful, and she is not very sensible. Now it seems that the little things are unrestrained, but the big things are doing very well.

The ceremony was to continue into the evening, so a tea break was arranged.

The three aunts and six mothers-in-law got together, and they praised Pei Feiyan a lot more than last time.

"I think the daughter-in-law of the Han boy is very good, such a young girl, after worshipping for two hours, she didn't say a word. ”

"yes. My daughter isn't so obedient yet. From small to large, even the kowtow gesture is not placed correctly. ”

Someone praised Shen Yongzhen for his good fortune and married a good daughter-in-law: "Sister Zhen, I see that all the blessings in the world have been taken up by you." Husband, son, daughter-in-law. Tsk, I'm so jealous of you. ”

Shen Yongzhen just smiled slightly: "What's it." When her stomach is angry, let's add me a grandson. ”

Pei Feiyan, who was smiling and sitting next to him, suddenly stiffened, and his face was sour, and he couldn't laugh at all at this time.

"You're right, Xiaoyan?" Shen Yongzhen glanced at her.

For some reason, Pei Feiyan felt that there was a sharp needle in his eyes.

"Uh......"

She smiled reluctantly, even if it was clearly written in the contract, but openly discussing the issue of her giving birth to a child, like a baby machine, really went against the concept she had always received.

Alas, it seems that although you can understand Shen Yongzhen's obedience, it is impossible to accept her set of values, so let's quickly end everything here and escape back to Qingcheng!

……

Before going to Haicheng for the New Year, Pei Feiyan felt the same every New Year, eating a lot of fatty food that was becoming more and more tasteless, seeing a lot of annoying relatives, and in the last few days, he went into the gym with a round belly and spent a lot of money to get rid of the fat that he ate one bite at a time.

It's just that she didn't expect that in the Fu family's New Year's dinner, she was sick in front of a table full of food with completely different tastes from Qingcheng's - homesickness.

Only then did she realize how accommodating Fu Zhanhan was to her taste. The most classic is the indispensable white-cut chicken for Chinese New Year's Eve rice, Qingcheng likes to order soy sauce with ginger and shallots, and less sesame oil. And Haicheng turned out to be a dipping sauce.

Hot sauce, hot sauce, hot sauce!!

The Fu family's hot sauce is naturally not sloppy, it is all skillfully pointed out by the kitchen. Choose the best two wattle strips mixed with millet spicy knives and chop them, add Himalayan salt to knead them to taste, add the raw dried tempeh of the year, and then add chicken soup to boil into a sauce. The taste is indescribably delicious and indescribably spicy. But in this way, doesn't it take away the umami of the meat that originally belonged to the free-range chicken!

God knows, Pei Feiyan's requirements for eating are actually very high, and the heavy skewers can't be vague at all, but for the light, even if the soy sauce brand is wrong, she can't settle for it.

A Chinese New Year's Eve meal, hard not full.

When he returned to bed at night, listening to the crackling sound of fireworks and firecrackers outside (the ban was lifted in Haicheng during the Chinese New Year, but it was not forbidden in the Fu family's mansion), Pei Fei's smoke burst into tears.

After twelve o'clock, Fu Zhanhan, who was downstairs with his parents to keep the New Year, came back.

The mattress beside her creaked, and the smell of the scent of water after bathing came to her nose, and her large hands covered her waist with great familiarity.

Pei Feiyan hurriedly pretended to be asleep, she felt Fu Zhanhan's rough fingertips transfer to her face, wiping away the undried tears from the corners of her eyes.

The movements are gentle......

Fu Zhanhan's action of touching his face was very comfortable, better than the massage techniques of the beautician in the beauty salon, Pei Feiyan pretended to be dressed, his head was crooked, and he really fell asleep.

One night, and so it was.

……

The next morning, before it was time to leave the relatives, the blue dill came.

I heard that the local taboo doctors in Haicheng come to visit the New Year, after all, these people's occupations are all birth, old age, sickness and death, and they are unlucky. But blue dill has a special status, and the Fu family doesn't pay attention to this, she said that at home, her parents were nagging her that no one wanted her when she was old, so she ran over when she was upset.

made Shen Yongzhen so happy: "Yo, that Yang Cuirong, when will you learn from your mother-in-law." Such a big girl, if it were me, I would wish you would stay with me for a few more years. ”

"What, Auntie, you just hope I can't get married. Lan Dill pursed her lips and feigned anger, "People also want to marry a good husband like my sister-in-law." Sister-in-law, are you right?"

A pair of wonderful eyes flowed, and he went straight to Pei Feiyan.