"It's your mother's birthday today." Yang Canghai saw Yan Murong's doubts and spoke.

"Huh? My mom's birthday? Yan Murong was stunned, feeling guilty that she couldn't remember her mother's birthday, but also wondered even more.

Mom's birthday, why are the second uncle's family still here? If the old man's birthday is almost the same, the second uncle is so busy, how can he still have time to come to celebrate his mother's birthday?

"You hapless boy." Guo Wanjun couldn't help but pat him when she saw Yan Murong's stupid look. "Why can't I celebrate my birthday - no, your second uncle is having a meeting in Yanjing these days, and it just so happens that today is my birthday, so let's join in the fun."

Yan Murong realized that the second uncle came to Yanjing for a meeting.

"W-Mom, I'm sorry, I forgot it was your birthday." Yan Murong said guiltily. However, seeing Yan Minghua's strange smile, Yan Murong knew that she was put on the spot by her sister-in-law - it seemed that she had known it for a long time, but if she didn't tell herself, she didn't even buy a gift.

His eyes rolled, and Yan Murong opened his mouth, looking at Yan Longteng and laughing. "Grandpa, lend you a study."

After speaking, without waiting for Yan Longteng to agree, he ran upstairs.

"This kid." Yan Longteng took the little great-grandson from Yan Cangyuan's hands, and said with a smile while teasing the little guy. "It's all over the place, and I don't know what he wants to do."

After a while, Yan Murong ran down again, but there was an extra piece of paper in his hand.

"Mom, I'm so sorry, I forgot that it was your birthday, and I didn't buy any gifts - I gave you a prescription, don't dislike it." Yan Murong put the prescription in his hand in Guo Wanjun's hand and said.

"Prescription? You kid, your mother and I have a birthday, you send a prescription? Guo Wanjun asked in surprise.

"Don't underestimate this prescription." Yan Murong explained. "This prescription can't be prescribed by ordinary people - the effect, of course, is beauty and beauty, how to say it - I can't guarantee anything else, but at least it will make you look the same when you are sixty years old."

"Oh, really?" Guo Wanjun cried out in surprise, holding the prescription in her hand full of little stars.

What woman doesn't love beauty? And what woman doesn't want her youth to last forever?

Guo Wanjun was known as the first beauty in Yanjing back then, even if more than 20 years have passed, although she is almost fifty years old, although she is no longer in her youth, her beauty has not diminished in the slightest, but if more than ten years later, it will be impossible to say - Yan Murong's prescription is like a life-sustaining elixir, which makes Guo Wanjun almost cry with joy.

"Of course it's true." Yan Murong said with a smile. "You're my mother, can I still fool you? Don't worry, your name as the number one beauty in Yanjing has been preserved. ”

"This unlucky kid is really capable." Guo Wanjun's mouth was almost closed with a smile, and she carefully folded the prescription that Yan Murong gave her and put it in her personal pocket.

Not only her, but all the women in the room, including Su Qingwu, after hearing Yan Murong's words, their eyes were full of little stars, looking at the prescription in Guo Wanjun's hand, and they couldn't wait to pounce on it and grab it.

"Look at it, look at it, my son gave it to me, and I don't have your share." Guo Wanjun was like a little girl swearing to guard her favorite doll, pouting and saying, making everyone cry and laugh at once.

"Mom, don't be so stingy." Yan Murong smiled helplessly.

"Whoever is stingy, I'm not stingy." Guo Wanjun said defensively. "I'll give them if you want me."

"Haha, okay, just go back and let Murong open another one for you." Old Man Yan laughed happily.

The older I get, the more I yearn for this kind of lively scene where families can get together. Old Man Yan has been busy all his life, and now he can enjoy this kind of family fun at leisure, and he is naturally very happy.

Soon, the food was on the table, and everyone was seated.

Yan Tong and Yan Murong are the same age, and they are uncles and brothers, so the two naturally sat together and talked about their tempers.

Yan Tong didn't know much about traditional Chinese medicine before, but when she saw Yan Murong on TV, she also had some interest, and now she has the opportunity to ask Yan Murong about it.

Guo Wanjun's birthday is not grand, everyone just drank a few glasses of wine together, and gave her a bowl of longevity noodles, even if it is a birthday, the junior just sends blessings.

After three rounds of drinking, Yan Longteng coughed and said. "Murong, you're not too young, aren't you? Twenty-six after the New Year, right? ”

"Uh, yes." Yan Murong looked at Yan Longteng suspiciously while eliminating a piece of ribs in his mouth. "Grandpa, why are you asking this?"

"Twenty-six, well, it's not small, when your dad is so old, you can lead a group of little guys everywhere to harm people, and make people annoying, haha." Yan Longteng recalled what Yan Murong had done when he was a child, and laughed happily.

Yan Murong was speechless, he received a call from his father and came home because he was ready to be criticized, but he didn't see his father move when the meal was almost finished, which made him wonder enough, but the old man suddenly talked about this, what did he mean?

"I think you should start a family too, right?" Yan Longteng asked with a smile. "Look at your brother Yan Tong, you have all the children."

"Grandpa, what do you mean? I don't understand. Yan Murong asked depressedly. Am I already married? Would you like to find me another small one? - Which girl? ”

"Bunny, what are you talking about." Before Yan Longteng could speak, Yan Canghai "snapped" the table and stood up.

"You sit down, I'll talk to my grandson, what do you say." Yan Longteng scolded and said, and Yan Canghai suddenly lost his temper, glared at Yan Murong fiercely and sat down to drink.

Yan Murong snickered in his heart, it seems that this tradition of climbing the old father is the inheritance of the Yan family.

"Murong." Yan Longteng smiled and spoke. "I know you've already got a license with Qingwu, but didn't there be some accident - you kid, if you weren't my grandson, you would have to be arrested and destroyed humanely if you could sneak out of here without anyone noticing--I wondered, find a time to make the wedding."

Yan Murong was stupid, and before he could stuff a piece of ribs into his mouth, he fell on the table.

But Yan Canghai's next sentence almost scared Yan Murong to death.

"Your mother has already bought a house outside, what about you, don't live with your sister-in-law, from tomorrow, you can move in with Qingwu."