"It's not in the way, it's just that you have a cold, and it will be fine in a few days." Yan Haohua pinched the tea lid and took a sip, there was still a slight taste of blood in his mouth, but he still smiled kindly on his face.

"Daddy." Su Wan looked at Yan Haohua worriedly, and blamed herself in her heart, "Dad, my daughter can't always be by your side in the future." You need to take care of yourself. ”

"Daddy knows." Yan Haohua looked at the daughter in front of him, his eyebrows were beautiful, his little point finally grew up and became someone else's wife.

Yan Haohua stretched out his hand to take Su Wan's hand, and then took Ye Jingsheng's hand on the side, put the two hands together, and looked at Ye Jingsheng, "Jingsheng, I will hand Su Wan over to you." You have to treat her well. ”

When Ye Jingsheng met Yan Haohua's sincere and reluctant gaze, he didn't know how to answer for a while. Raise your eyes and look at the girl on the side, stupid and cute.

Although he can't accompany her for the rest of his life, he will do his best to protect her for a while. Ye Jingsheng thought of this, so he nodded.

Yan Haohua looked at Ye Jingsheng beside him, and only felt that his figure was not very similar to the person who worshiped the church that day. Yan Haohua shook his head and sighed that his old eyes were dizzy. Who would it be that day that the church was not Jingsheng.

"Lao Qin, hurry up and prepare lunch, I want to have a good drink with Jing Sheng." Yan Haohua beckoned Uncle Qin on the side and hurried to prepare the meal.

"Yes, sir." Uncle Qin was overjoyed to see it, so he quickly turned around and walked out to prepare a meal for a while.

"Dad, I'll help Uncle Qin." Su Wan looked at Uncle Qin's back, and subconsciously wanted to help, but was stopped by Yan Haohua. "Wanwan, you just came back, don't be busy, accompany Jingsheng, Lao Qin can be alone."

Su Wanleng stayed in place and said that the daughter who married off and returned to her parents' house would be a guest. Su Wan felt sad in her heart, her eyebrows were lowered, the tip of her nose was sore, and she just held her father's hand tightly. My father's hands were not as smooth as they used to be, and his palms were calloused, and his skin was rough and thick. Su Wan, who touched it, couldn't help but want to cry.

Yan Haohua seemed to feel Su Wan's emotions, and said to Ye Jingsheng on the side with a smile: "This girl has loved to cry since she was a child. While slowly pulling out his hand from Su Wan's hand, he pushed her to Ye Jingsheng's side, "I'm married, and I'm so tired of my father." Now, you should hold your husband's hand. Yan Haohua said half-jokingly.

God knows how determined he was to push his little bit to another man. Su Wan didn't say anything, just lowered her head and endured the sound of sobbing. Ye Jingsheng couldn't help frowning when he looked at it, and his heart was inexplicably distressed. He reached out and grabbed Su Wan's shoulders and hugged him into his arms. Such a silly and lovely girl shouldn't cry.

Time always flies quickly, from entering the door to eating to closing the table, most of the day has passed, and it is time to go back.

Su Wan said goodbye to her father and stepped into the carriage, she really felt that she had become a 'guest' of the Yan family.

Hurry to see each other, and then hurry to say goodbye. Her father, still standing in the doorway, was looking at her from afar.

Ye Jingsheng didn't say anything along the way, just quietly hugged the girl, hoping to reduce the sadness in her heart.

"Master, go back. It's getting late, and it's time for the wind to blow. Uncle Qin looked at Yan Haohua who was standing at the door and sighed silently. Whose father is willing to give away his palm pearl?

Yan Haohua looked in the direction where there was no longer a horse body, and his face was solemn. "Lao Qin, do you think Jing Sheng will treat Wanwan sincerely."

Uncle Qin thought for a moment, "Yes, yes." Miss is so good, my uncle will treat Miss sincerely. If he dares to bully Miss, my Lao Qin can't spare him even if he fights for this life! ”

Yan Haohua's face gradually softened, I hope he thought about it more. "Ahem." Yan Haohua coughed again, hurriedly took out the handkerchief in his sleeve, didn't hold it steady for a while, and fell to the ground.

"Sir." Uncle Qin patted Yan Haohua's back, bent over to pick up the handkerchief, and saw that there was a pool of bright red blood stains in the middle of the handkerchief. "Sir, you—"

Yan Haohua snatched the handkerchief and straightened his face, "Old Qin, don't talk nonsense to Wanwan, I'm fine." Ahem. ”

Uncle Qin stood at the door, looking at Yan Haohua's coughing and bowing back, and a tear came from the corner of his wrinkled eyes. A gust of wind blew the leaves on the ground, making the small courtyard, the master and servant, look so desolate.

The clattering carriage stepped on the gradually darkening sky and stopped at the door of Ye's house.