Chapter 83: Who is sad and who is worried
Ye Jingsheng stood in place, his head bowed, his shoulders drooping, and the whole person looked extremely unenergetic.
"Home? Put in order? Ye Jingsheng hooked the corners of his mouth self-deprecatingly. Since he was a child, has he been cleaned up less?!
Scold......
"Young Master-" Ah Xi frowned when he saw Ye Jingsheng who stumbled towards the front, and subconsciously wanted to chase after him.
"Don't chase!" Ye Qianzhong stood on the carriage, glanced at Ye Jingsheng, who was gradually walking away, and frowned, "Come home with me, don't chase after me!" This rebel! Ye Qianzhong snorted angrily and got into the carriage.
Seeing this, Ah Xi stood in place, not chasing, not chasing. Looking at the figure that gradually disappeared into the crowd, Ah Xi frowned, stomped his feet in displeasure, and still got into the carriage.
Seeing this, Ah Si flicked his horsewhip, and the carriage walked slowly towards the Ye family's compound.
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The autumn weather is always changeable, the morning is still clear, and in the blink of an eye the dark clouds are thick, and a cool wind blows, bringing down a majestic heavy rain.
The rain was sparse, and in an instant the originally lively street market was much colder, and everyone was reluctant to go out on such a rainy day, and everyone was willing to stay in their own small houses.
Su Yan stood beside the bed, looking at the heavy rain outside the window, it was raining very hard, and it didn't take long for the rain to fall, and the ground and the eaves were all wet. The corners of the eaves were still dripping with raindrops.
Su Yan looked at the rain line like a thousand threads of silk, and his brows couldn't help frowning. His heart is always up and down, and he can't settle down. It was as if something was going to happen. Su Yan's brows were furrowed, and Su Wan's expression kept coming to mind in the cemetery in the morning.
Such grief, such despair hurts. Su Yan's heart ached, as if someone had taken a knife to dig a piece of meat from his heart.
He didn't want to be like this, and he didn't want to see Su Wan like this. In his impression, the young grandmother of the Ye family is innocent, cute and warm-hearted, and she treats everyone extremely gently, smiling at everyone. It's such a gentle, beautiful, and generous girl.
But
Su Yan lowered his head and slowly raised his hands. Su Yan looked at his hands and frowned.
However, it was such a good girl who was ruined in his hands. Su Yan, what have you done!
Su Yan closed his eyes, his hand clenched into a fist, and slammed it on the wooden frame of the window.
The sound of rain was pouring down, and it was so loud that it quickly drowned out the sound of fists falling into the frame.
The pain at the edge of the palm made Su Yan regain his consciousness and sanity, and the whole person's mood slowly calmed down.
Looking at the wisps of rain outside the window, Su Yan frowned, turned around and picked up an umbrella and walked out of the door quickly.
The road on a rainy day is not easy to walk, especially the mountain road, which is even more difficult.
Su Yan held an umbrella and walked on the dirt road washed by the rain, walking step by step. I don't know how long I walked, Su Yan stopped, and in the cemetery not far away, he saw a figure, kneeling in front of the tombstone, not moving.
Su Yan frowned, was very stunned in his heart, and hurriedly ran over. That figure, he couldn't be more familiar.
"Less ......"
Su Yan walked to the woman kneeling in front of the tombstone, holding an umbrella for her, but the words just came to his lips but he swallowed them again, and spoke again, "Miss Yan, it's raining so hard, go back." β
Looking at the people who had been drenched in the rain, Su Yan's heart hurt, and even every breath was bitter.
Such a woman is distressing.
Su Wan knelt in front of the tombstone, not moving, looking at the words on the tombstone, Su Wan could no longer tell whether it was rain or ...... on her face Tears.
"Miss Yan, you're going to get sick like this." Su Yan held the umbrella and looked at Su Wan, who was already soaked, and was very anxious in her heart. If you continue like this, you will have to get sick with a fever.
"You go, I don't need you to care." Su Wan said weakly. His voice was already hoarse, and even his tone felt like nothing.
When Su Yan heard this, his brows furrowed, and the hand behind him couldn't help but clench.
"Miss Yan, I know that you won't believe me anymore through today's events." Su Yan lowered his head and continued with a humble attitude for the first time in his life: "I know that everything I did today is to maintain the dignity and face of the Ye family. My father-in-law has been kind to me, and I have to repay it. However, I also hurt you, Miss Yan, I'm sorry. β
Su Yan felt that for the first time in more than twenty years, he was so guilty of a person. And this person is exactly the person who makes him miss inexplicably.
"You're not wrong." Su Wan said lightly, "I'm not wrong. Thinking about it from the perspective of different people, I am not wrong to ask. What is wrong is that this world makes people, and what is wrong is this fate. Su Wan smiled sadly, her eyes empty and blank.
Su Yan's lips pursed slightly, and he wanted to persuade but didn't know how to say it. Su Yan looked at the tombstone in front of him, which was engraved with 'The Tomb of Loving Father Yan Gong Haohua'. Su Yan held an umbrella, lifted his robe and knelt down. The moment he knelt on the ground, he made a big splash.
"Master Yan, I, Su Yan, hereby assure you that I will never let Su Wan suffer the slightest grievance from now on!"
Su Yan's words are sonorous and powerful, and the words are clear and serious.
Su Wan frowned slightly, and just glanced at the man next to her in the afterglow, and then felt that her eyes suddenly dimmed, and the whole person felt dizzy, as if the world was turned upside down.
Su Wan wanted to open her eyes, but she couldn't, she just felt that there was nothing left, but someone seemed to be calling her name in her ears, and her voice was still very anxious.
"Su Wanβ"
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"Little Er, bring the wine! Bring the wine-" Ye Jingsheng patted the table impatiently, and the wine glass in his hand was once again devoid of wine. There were a lot of wine bottles poured on the table.
Xiao Er heard the sound, walked over with a pot of wine, and looked at the wine bottles on the table, and couldn't help but be surprised. Look at the guest in front of him, babbling nonsense, his face is red, he is delirious, a typical drunkard.
Xiao Er shook his head and put the wine bottle in his hand on the table, "How did you become an alcoholic at such a young age?!" It's a shame. β
Xiao Er threw the handkerchief on his arm, shook his head, and walked out of the box.
"Drink...... Come and drink ......" Ye Jingsheng touched the newly raised wine jug, tilted his head and drank it directly. He choked on the spicy wine, and his throat hurt, but after choking on it, he seemed to feel a lot better.
"Get drunk and relieve a thousand sorrows, drink ......" Ye Jingsheng hooked the corners of his mouth self-deprecatingly, and said to himself. As he spoke, he raised his head and drank.
"Su Wan, I'm a bastard, I'm a bastard, I was so kind to you at the beginning, you still don't give up on me, but I'm ...... But I still did something sorry for you...... I'm sorry about your business...... I'm sorry......" Ye Jingsheng was lying on the table, the whole person was already drunk, his face was also flushed, and he smelled of wine.
"Who's in there?" The shopkeeper heard the movement and looked towards the box, but he couldn't see it clearly, so he called Xiao Er, who had just delivered the wine.
Xiao Er smiled, "The young master of the Ye family, Ye Jingsheng." Unexpectedly, he was also an alcoholic. Xiao Er smiled disdainfully, isn't it true that the sons and daughters of big families always like to drink and have fun?! No wonder, the young lady of the Yan family was reluctant to follow her.
If he were a woman, she wouldn't want to live with an alcoholic all day!
"Young Master of the Ye Family?" The shopkeeper's brow furrowed, "How much did you drink?" β
"That's the number." Xiao Er raised nine fingers.
"So much?!" The shopkeeper was shocked, "Tut-tut, what happened to this." β
"What else could he do, maybe he's a drunkard himself. No wonder the girl of the Yan family is reluctant to follow him and wants to reconcile with him. If my sister-in-law marries him, I'll have to let her go. Xiao Er rolled his eyes and said disdainfully.
"Okay, you're talking." The shopkeeper was angry with Xiao Er, "You go to the Ye family and find someone to pick him up." Otherwise, according to his drinking method, let alone wine money, and then he will be drunk and crazy, and the gains will outweigh the losses. Just go! β
"Hey, I'll go, shopkeeper." Xiao Er answered, and quickly ran out.
The shopkeeper walked into the box and looked at Ye Jingsheng lying on the table inside, and couldn't help but shake his head.
"Young people are always so vigorous, not good, easy to lose!"
The shopkeeper shook his head and continued to walk behind the counter to settle the accounts.
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"What do you say?! The young master ran away to drink?! Ah Xi, who had been guarding the door, listened to the words of Xiao Er, who came to report the news, frowned, and was a little unhappy in his heart.
The last time the young master was drinking, he almost made a big accident, and almost smashed someone's restaurant. This time......
Ah Xi really didn't want to think about it, so he quickly called Ah Si to set up a carriage and followed Xiao Er to the restaurant.
"Young Master, Young Masterβ"
"You two are?" The shopkeeper looked at a man and a woman who walked in, and couldn't help but step forward to greet him.
"The shopkeeper, they are from the Ye family, and they are here to pick up the young master of the Ye family." Xiao Er ran in from outside the door and quickly explained.
"Oh, it turned out to be from the Ye family, and the young master of your family is in the box, I don't know if I can settle the wine money of your young master first. That's two silver dollars. The shopkeeper smiled, and the polite and unpolite words were all said together.
When Ah Xi heard the two silver dollars, he was still a little distressed in his heart, so he took out the money from his purse and handed it to the shopkeeper.
This money was given to her by her father on the day she got married.
"Young master-" Ah Xi couldn't think about it so much, and hurriedly ran to the box, and sure enough, he saw his young master lying on the ground drunk, still holding the wine bottle tightly in his hand.
"Young master, why do you drink so much?!" Ah Si couldn't help but be taken aback when he saw the wine bottle on the table.