"Yan'er, you've lost weight." The middle-aged man looked at the woman and said with a tender face.

"What kind of research, people who are so old, they are still called Yan'er, and they are not afraid of other people's jokes." The woman smiled, her pretty face still charming, with a faint blush.

"Hehe," the man scratched the back of his head a little sneerfully, "No matter how long it takes, you are my researcher, even if one day you are no longer looking, you are still my researcher." The man stretched out his hand and looked at the woman's flushed face, wanting to touch it, but he didn't know what he remembered, but he put his hand down in a daze.

The woman looked at the man like this, but she smiled, stretched out her soft hand, and gently held the man's hand, "You, I still dislike you?" The woman said angrily.

"Go clean up, I'll cook." The woman took off the man's torn clothes, hung them on the hanger, and said with a smile.

"Yan'er, follow me, I'm sorry for you." The man sighed slightly and said softly.

"You were originally the eldest lady who came to stretch out her hand for food and open her mouth, but you have to sleep with me in the open air, suffer hardships and cold," the woman gently stretched out her hand and blocked the man's mouth.

"Okay, don't talk about this, such a day is good, it's plain, follow you, I have never regretted it, don't say those words that make my heart ache." The corners of the woman's mouth hooked up a faint arc, and she said.

"The past is in the past, and now, it's just the two of us." The woman whispered.

The corners of his mouth hooked a shallow arc, and under the gaze of the man, he tied his apron and walked towards the kitchen.

"If a wife is like this, what more can a husband ask for."

The man looked at the woman's back and smiled happily.

"There may be legends about him in the rivers and lakes, but that's just legends."

Since he had this woman, he decided that in this life, he would not set foot in the rivers and lakes.

With her, for him, he owns the whole world.

Once, the man had a prominent identity, the first general in the south, the seventh on the heavenly list, a quick knife, and a shadowless.

Only now, he's just her man, that's all.

A man who is willing to sell his art to support his family and is willing to eat.

The woman looked at the grinning man from the kitchen and smiled, but after so many years, he had not changed anything, and he was still as stupid as he was back then.

Once she didn't love him.

But after more than 20 years of mutual affection, does it still matter whether you love or not?

He is her man, and she is the only one who accompanies her through this life.

She knew that he was not an ordinary man.

But she is so ordinary, twenty years ago, the eldest lady of the Sun family in Jinghua, a woman with a beautiful crown in Beijing.

How splendid was the life of the past?

It's just that behind the glitz, what is left is an inexplicable emptiness.

Life, after all, must return to the ordinary, which is the right reason.

At least, life is very solid now.

As for the past, not much is remembered.

If one day, maybe he will go back to have a look, but if he doesn't like it, then he won't go back, the corners of the woman's mouth hooked a shallow arc.

She knew that as long as she said it, she would definitely accompany her back, and he never knew how to refuse her.

Sleeping in the open air, coming in the wind and rain, going in the rain, he never let her suffer a little.

Now, I have such a small nest in a down-to-earth manner, but I don't have the heart to toss anything.

The only regret is that he is too old to have a child for him, he wants to give birth, but he doesn't allow it.

Once, but I didn't have that mind, perhaps, this is probably the only regret of the two.

Nie family, Nie Hongluan was much thinner than before, but his spirit was very good, and he was sitting next to Nie Zhongtian, talking to himself.

Looking at his daughter, Nie Zhongtian frowned speechlessly, "It's really a big girl, and I don't think about your father." Nie Zhongtian shook his head helplessly.

The only reason that made Nie Hongluan happy was that the two did not go to the opposite side, but acted in a scene and told a big lie, and now that everything has settled, there is naturally no need to hide it.

Although he won, the victory belongs to Xiao Fan, and it has nothing to do with him Nie Zhongtian, from beginning to end, in this chess game, he is a puppet played by Xiao Fan.

b The matter of Zhang Jiandong naturally came from his handwriting, but the idea was Xiao Fan's idea.

The clear water and blue sky were betrayed by him to Xiao Fan, but in the end, the black cauldron made the Zhao family carry it.

However, Nie Zhongtian did not run away, and Zhang Jiandong's matter, he also carried the black pot.

It is said that there is news in the capital, and when the old man of the Xiao family asks about it, he said that the matter of the Zhang family's later life was done by Nie Zhongtian, and he didn't care about my grandson, besides, I was going to turn my face.

Nie Zhongtian knew this, but he was still powerless to defend it, the matter could not stand up to speculation, especially after a long time, it was discovered by someone with a heart, and the people who appeared that day were all people around Zhang Jiandong, so this black pot was true.

The Zhao family, although he has a black cauldron, has also gained, and his only gain for Nie Zhongtian is that his baby daughter is not annoyed with him.

"It turned out to be a scam, and the father didn't even tell his daughter, could he not trust his daughter?" Nie Hongluan was happy, but he began to complain about Nie Zhongtian again.

"Didn't he tell you the same?" Nie Zhongtian asked angrily.

"I think about bullying my father all day, how can I have such a daughter? The daughter was raised by someone else, this sentence is really not wrong at all. Nie Zhongtian rubbed his forehead speechlessly.

"Dad, am I not being grounded anymore?" Nie Hongluan asked with wide eyes.

"En," Nie Zhongtian said angrily, which can be regarded as revoking Nie Hongluan's grounding.

"yes," Nie Hongluan cheered.

"Dad, I'm going upstairs." Nie Hongluan quietly took out the phone from the drawer and hurriedly ran upstairs.

How could Nie Zhongtian not know what Nie Hongluan was doing.

Then his eyes lit up, "That kid is a lover, let Hongluan help talk about it, and it should be no problem to share some benefits." Nie Zhongtian touched his chin and said secretly in his heart.

Previously he was disdainful, but now? The daughter is already iron-hearted, and besides, if she doesn't make a fortune, she will be divided, who will have trouble with interests.

Nie Zhongtian nodded with a smile, feeling that this method was feasible.

He felt that it should be necessary to tell his baby daughter how much he had been wronged in this matter, and how much benefit Xiao Fan had gained.

Otherwise, according to Nie Hongluan's eagerness to pour out his heart to other people's thoughts, Nie Zhongtian felt that Nie Hongluan had little hope of helping him.

Therefore, it was necessary for him to talk to Nie Hongluan.