"Ahem, ahem, ahem......" There was a faint coughing sound from inside the room.

Ah Wen hurriedly entered the house, put the water in the basin away, and poured a glass of water to Nankang's bed, "Second young master, Madame said that I will take you to Jingjue Temple to repay your vows." ”

Nankang waved his hand, "Hmm." ”

Later, Nankang thought that the luckiest thing for him was to have a family that doted on him, and his wife who had always supported him, Yan Qinghuan.

Qinghuan, Qinghuan, the taste of the world is Qinghuan.

I once thought that the person who left an impression in his heart was not Miss Yan who had a peerless and exclusive hand, but it was all her who went around, and the joy in his heart was almost overflowing.

The luckiest thing is to like Qing Huan, the most surprising thing is that Qing Huan became my wife, the second young grandmother of the Nan family, and the most courageous thing is to meet Mr. Wang and join the Communist Party.

All my luck comes from Qinghuan, life is Qinghuan, joy is Qinghuan, and sadness is Qinghuan.

Yan Qinghuan is probably the happiest calamity in Nankang's life.

If it's just Qingcheng, just a young man and me, and no country is ruined and the family is in tears, I want to walk with you, see the rainy season flowers, want to climb with you, pick the mist and the morning light, want to trek with you, go to the cape sky, go to the nameless and listen to the old age.

The accumulation of days and nights has been condensed for half a century.

The first half of the illness was riddled with pain, and the hope of the young man had already slept in his heart, if it weren't for Qinghuan, Nankang could only be Nankang, Nankang who lived in Qingcheng.

The first palpitation was because of Qinghuan, and the first time I liked it was because of Qinghuan. Later, I heard that it is okay to like it or not, but there is no way back from love. I think that when I met Qinghuan for the first time, I was destined to fall in love with her without hesitation.

Just like an eagle yearning for the sky, a carp yearning for the bottom of the sea, Nankang loves Yan Qinghuan deeply.

When I was in New York, I met a lovely little girl, and she asked me if we Oriental people love to be like this, and accompanied her from morning to night, and went home on time, clean and self-conscious. I remember that I replied at the time, my lover is not my responsibility, it is because I love her, so I want her to be happy every day, and the pain and sadness will never be away from her, and I have been loving her with all my might.

Yes, it all stems from the fact that I love her. Yes, I love her, that's all.

When I was in Nanjing, I wanted to give up several times, this silly girl, she held my hand tightly, no words of encouragement, but I could see from her eyes that she would not give up on myself before me.

That night, Mr. Wang and I had a night of conversation with my eldest brother in the study room of the Metropolitan Mansion, talking about the current situation, the future of the country, and my eldest brother's willingness to cooperate with the Communist Party. Later, when I thought of going home the next day, I kept blaming myself, Qinghuan was going to surprise me, but ......

But knowing that she has it, my heart is really happy, her body is our compatible blood and bones, a life with the same blood of me and her, beautiful and shocking.

War is inevitable, I knew it in my heart for a long time. But when this moment really came, I had never been so decisive, in order not to drag down my eldest brother and sister-in-law, Qinghuan and I decided to take our families to New York, not to escape the national disaster, because only by preserving the Nan family can we provide military supplies to my eldest brother as much as possible and solve his worries.

When the news of the Nanjing Massacre came, Qinghuan and I hid the news, and I would not have survived these sad months, if it wasn't for Qinghuan, I don't think I would have survived.

In this life, I haven't given Qinghuan much, but she has been supporting me and is the source of support. I have experienced hardship, experienced death, experienced too many heavy things, and met her at the most embarrassing time, which may be the greatest luck in my life.