Chapter Twenty-Nine: Joy

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In the study, Zhan Aotian fell silent after listening to the introduction of his son and the six maids of Lu'er.

At this time, in the study, in addition to the eight people, there was also an old man with white hair and fairy wind, who was sitting side by side with Zhan Aotian, which showed that his status was definitely not low.

"Senior Tianji, I'm afraid I'm going to trouble you this time." After muttering for a long time, Zhan Aotian turned to the old man, and his tone was extremely respectful.

"Did the owner of the Zhan family really decide to do this?" This old man's name is Tianji, and he is a very famous figure in Dingzhou, so he got the honorific title of Tianji Old Man, and asked meaningfully with his long beard at this time.

"Let you laugh all the time, although my eldest son is not angry, he is always a child of my Zhan family. And...... I hope that the predecessors of Tianji have fulfilled my mind of being a grandfather. Zhan Aotian sighed.

"That's it, since that's the case, then the old man will count it again." The relationship between the old man Tianji and Zhan Aotian is obviously extremely close, and when he heard this, he didn't persuade again, closed his eyes slightly and pinched his fingers.

For a while, the eyes of everyone in the entire study room were focused on the old man Tianji.

Originally, the old man Tianji's expression was still extraordinarily calm, and his crane-haired face was unfazed, but as time passed, beads of sweat appeared on his smooth forehead, and his face became more and more ugly, and finally he turned pale.

Seeing this, Zhan Aotian's expression also became solemn. He and the old man Tianji are old friends and have a deep friendship, and the latter often comes to the exhibition house as a guest. The interaction between them is quite dense, but I have never seen him appear so embarrassed.

"Poof!" Suddenly, the old man's eyes opened suddenly, and as soon as he opened his mouth, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and at the same time, his face showed an abnormal golden color.

"Senior, you ......" Zhan Liangyuan was shocked, and before he could speak, he was glared back by his father.

After the old man vomited blood, he hurriedly closed his eyes, but this time he was not exploring the heavenly machine, but really meditating to heal his wounds.

After half an hour, the old man of Tianji exhaled a heavy breath, and his face became rosy again, but in his open eyes, it was quite complicated.

"Senior Tianji, it was ...... just now," Zhan Aotian asked.

"Master Zhan, I'm afraid the old man can't do anything this time. In the dark, that glimmer of heavenly power was unexpectedly hidden by an extremely powerful force. The old man originally wanted to forcibly break through the confinement, but he didn't measure his strength, and he almost didn't hurt the origin. The old man of Tianji was full of emotion.

What happened just now, outsiders are still unaware, only he knows how dangerous it is, if it weren't for his own fast, and that force did not chase after him, he was only afraid of the consequences...... It's unimaginable.

It's just that what he can't figure out is that he had also explored the eldest son of the Zhan family before, so as to accurately calculate the time of the birth of his heir, but why did he suddenly kill Cheng Cheng this time?

What kind of secret is hidden in the eldest son of the Zhan family?

"Oh, that's it. Since none of the Heavenly Machines predecessors can be detected, there is no need to worry about their safety. In that case, let him go. In desperation, Zhan Aotian could only accept this fact.

"Remember, this matter must not be spread, otherwise, the family law will serve." In the blink of an eye, Zhan Aotian ordered his son and the six maids.

……

Xiaoqiao Village, as the name suggests, this village is named after the bridge.

Xiaoqiao Village is not large, and there are only 100 people in total. Because it is located in a very remote valley, the road out is cut off by the mountains, making it seem like a paradise here, and most of the villagers here live the life of male farmers and women weaving.

The land in the valley is barren, and it is difficult to feed a family if they only grow crops, so when the farming is not working, the men in the village will go up to the mountains to hunt or catch some fish and shrimp in the small river at the entrance of the village.

In the middle of winter, the snow is covered and the New Year is approaching, and most of the villagers are busy preparing for the New Year.

There is an adobe house near the entrance of the village, built near the river, and in the small courtyard surrounded by a fence, a black earth dog is tied, and from time to time chickens and ducks walk past it.

"Daddy, what are you doing?" In the courtyard, a pink-carved girl squatted on the ground, curiously looking at the thing in the hand of the middle-aged man in front of him.

"Niannian, Daddy will make you toys again." The middle-aged man sat in a wheelchair, and turned out to be a paralyzed man, only to see him holding a firewood knife in one hand, and holding a branch with a thick bowl mouth that had just been cut in the other, and kept chopping and chopping.

"Yes, yes." She immediately jumped up and down happily, and in her excitement, a pair of fat little hands cupped the middle-aged man's cheek and kissed it.

It didn't take long for a Trojan horse to take shape in the hands of a middle-aged man.

"Do you like it?" The middle-aged man looked at the work in his hand and asked his daughter with a sense of accomplishment.

"Hmm." Nan Nan couldn't wait to ride up, and the sound of driving and driving came out of her mouth from time to time.

"Niannian is playing in the yard, and Daddy is going to help your mother cook, okay?" The middle-aged man stroked his daughter's head and instructed.

"Hmm."

……

The middle-aged man turned the wheelchair in satisfaction and left slowly.

There was a straw hut next to the adobe house, and there was a stove under the straw hut, and at this time, a woman was sitting in front of the stove and making a fire, and the smoke of the cooking stove was rising from the chimney.

Although the woman was dressed plainly, she was very neatly cared for, sitting in front of the stove, listening attentively from time to time, judging whether to add firewood according to the crackling sound of the firewood burning in the stove, it turned out that she was a blind person.

A paralyzed man, a blind man, with a two- or three-year-old daughter, such a family of three, although they have not lived in Xiaoqiao Village for a long time, they still quickly won the pity of the simple villagers, and from time to time there are neighbors who send some firewood and rice.

"Husband." The woman heard the crunch of the wheelchair and turned her head in the direction of the outside of the hut.

Although the woman does not use powder, she dresses up as a village woman, but she still can't hide her handsome face, especially those eyes, which are clearer and more transparent than the small river flowing down from the high mountain in front of the courtyard.

"It's so fragrant, it looks like I'm a step too late." The middle-aged man walked into the straw hut, and the first thing he saw was that the plate on the stove had already contained stir-fried vegetables, and he couldn't help but laugh.

Although the wife can't see it, the so-called practice makes perfect, and with her memory, she has already been able to easily complete these things such as cooking and stir-frying.

"I'm cooking porridge. My husband told Nian Nian to wash his hands, and he could start eating soon. The wife said proudly.

"It's okay, let her play a little longer." The middle-aged man was not in a hurry, but went to his wife's side and carefully wiped the sweat beads from his forehead.

Such an intimate action made his wife's delicate face inexplicably dyed with a touch of shame.

"Hehe, it's an old husband and wife, and they're still so shy." The middle-aged man didn't forget to tease.

Looking at his daughter who was riding a wooden horse in the yard, and then looking at his wife beside him, the middle-aged man sighed silently.

What a peaceful life, I really want to live like this forever.

It is not difficult to guess that the middle-aged man who has a lot of wrinkles in the corners of his eyes is Zhanbai, and the woman next to him is naturally his wife Nian Lian'er, as for the girl in the yard, it is the daughter who was born two years ago, named Zhan Niannian.

As if sensing the fluctuation of her husband's mood, Nian Li'er slowly touched Zhanbai's hand and held it tightly in her hand, and the two of them interlocked their fingers.

"Husband, I'm bothering you." Nian Li'er is weak on the outside, but she is not really ignorant. She knows that with her husband's life experience, he doesn't need to live this kind of hard life for ordinary people, and if he takes 10,000 steps back, he can at least be the owner of his restaurant comfortably, and he will have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of his life.

The reason why it is like this is completely because of myself and my daughter.

If her husband had made up his mind to divorce himself, as the eldest son of his Zhan family, he would not have been assigned to Tianmo City. If it weren't for the sake of giving his daughter a happy childhood, he would still be able to drink wine and listen to music in the restaurant in Tianmo City......

"What a stupid thing to say?" Zhan Bai scolded his wife fiercely, but soon his tone softened, and he hugged his wife into his arms, "Actually, isn't this kind of life very good, although it is poor, but it is peaceful, and you can enjoy the joy of family without being disturbed." If I could, I'd rather live like this for the rest of my life. ā€

However, Nian Li'er didn't know that Zhanbai still had a sentence that he hadn't said, and he wasn't going to say it.

It's a pity that it's far from the time to put Manan Mountain.

"Daddy, mother, shame." I don't know when, my daughter Niannian rode the wooden horse and stopped outside the grass shed, looking at the parents who were hugging each other, and made a cute grimace.

Hehe, looking at his daughter's cute appearance, Zhanbai and his wife looked at each other and smiled.