Aunt Qian hurriedly raised her eyes.

I saw Yun Ting walk in first.

He was dressed in a plain white gown, embroidered with a few green bamboos, adding elegance, and his posture was as tall as a pine when he walked, and he had his own bearing.

And he was born handsome, with a face like jade, and elegant and elegant, between his eyebrows and eyes, there are six or seven points like Aunt Qian, but he is not as weak as her, but with a bit of a literati's unique bookish atmosphere.

As soon as you enter the door, everyone immediately pays attention.

"Shao Shao!" Aunt Qian stood up excitedly, her eyes slightly red.

Shao has the meaning of succession and inheritance.

At that time, when Yan Huan and Qian Fangguan were in love, they were very happy, and the two were naturally very happy.

In addition to rejoicing, he took a big name and small characters for his son in one go, and felt that he was still a little unsatisfied, and took "Shao Shao" to give him a nickname, which shows that he loves this eldest son very much, and he also has high hopes for him.

"Brother," Yun Jiao also stood up and called slightly.

She looked at her brother, there was a faint excitement in her eyes, but her face was much calmer than Aunt Qian.

Over the years, although the brother and sister have not met often, their relationship is excellent.

Yun Jiao looked at her brother, he was still as gentle as jade two years ago, but he was taller, and he looked more calm than before.

"Mother, I'm here," he called Aunt Qian softly, looking at her with some comfort in his eyes.

The mother is a little less clear than before, maybe it is my grandmother who went, she felt uncomfortable, and her face looked very haggard.

He turned his gaze to Yun Jiao: "My little sister has grown a lot taller." ”

This little girl is a head taller than two years ago, still holding a double bun, with a plain white emerald bead flower in her hair, lined with plain brocade clothes and a cloak of the same color, elegant and chic.

Look at her little face skin as white as snow, and the childish appearance of a child has gradually faded between her eyebrows and eyes, and there is a little more grace and tranquility of the girl's family.

It's just that it's a little dark and green right now, and I think it's because I haven't rested these days.

"Shao Shao is back!" The aunts opened their mouths to say hello.

Busy Yun Ting stepped forward and saluted one by one.

Qin Nanfeng followed him, but secretly squeezed his eyebrows at Yun Jiao.

Yun Jiao nodded slightly, knowing that he was reassuring her, and the matter had been done.

She was still not at ease, and then looked at Wan Nianqing not far away, and saw that he was wearing the clothes that he had just taken off, and the big stone in her heart fell to the ground.

Wan Nianqing was standing next to his brother's little servant.

Originally, this little guy was not called Jin Buchang, but called Wuche Book.

This little guy was personally picked by Yan Huan when he was studying in Yunting back then, and he personally gave him the name.

The five-car book is taken from the famous sentence of the previous dynasty: wealth must be obtained from hard work, the man must read the five-car book, he hopes that his son will read more, and he will be able to rise to the top in the future.

And Yunting has never disappointed him, he has been smart since he was a child, although he doesn't dare to say that he will never forget the way of reading, but he can always remember seven or eight out of ten when he reads it, and he can also integrate it and use it for his own use.

In the way of painting, he inherited the style of his father, and there is a tendency to be better than the blue.

Yan Huan is satisfied with this eldest son, and often says, "If you have a son like this, what more can you ask for"?

But since he demoted his wife to a concubine, Yun Ting was like a different person, and he often ignored him, and if he said too much, he would go straight away.

It's just one or two times, and after a long time, there is naturally a rift between father and son.

It is still light to say that it is suspicious, and since then, Yun Ting has been reluctant to talk to Yan Huan, and when he saw him, his face stiffened, and he never even called the word "father" again.

In a fit of rage, he changed the name of the little guy to "Jin Buchang".

Jin does not change, literally it is another name for Sanqi, and it also fits the names of those subordinates in Aunt Qian's house.

But there is a well-known saying called "The prodigal son does not change his money when he turns back".

Yan Huan was furious about this, and threw his most beloved party, Biyong Yan, roared and angrily reprimanded Yun Ting, and ordered him to immediately change the name of the little guy back.

Although Yunting was young at that time, he was extremely assertive, and no one could control what he believed, and the father and son made a fuss, and they hated each other.

He simply couldn't see or be out of mind, went out to study alone, lived in the academy for a long time, and rarely came back.

Although Aunt Qian misses her son very much, she knows that once he comes back, there will be a quarrel between their father and son, and although she feels uncomfortable, she often says that she will not come back.

After such days, it was several years, until Yun Jiao returned home at the end of the year when she was five years old, and Yun Ting also went home, which was regarded as a reunion year.

In the past few years, he has grown older and more sensible, and he has gradually understood in his heart that if he wants his mother and sister to live a better life at home, he will have to make concessions to his father.

After all, my sister is a girl's family, and she can't live in the academy like him, so if she wants to live well in this filthy home, she naturally has to rely on her father's care.

It was because he told Aunt Qian not to let Yun Jiao call her "Niang" as he did, but to change her name to "Auntie".

Yun Jiao is young and ignorant, and her mother is cowardly by nature, Na Lian's is not a fuel-efficient lamp, the mother and daughter live under her nose every day, so they naturally have to be cautious and can't provoke her.

As for Yan Huan, although he still doesn't call him "father", he will save some face for him in front of outsiders.

Fortunately, there is a grandmother outside, and Yun Jiao is also well-behaved and obedient, although she has stumbled over the years, she has finally grown up peacefully.

Everyone in the shed suddenly saw Yun Ting, and couldn't help but praise them one by one.

"This is the grandson of the family back then, right? The long one is really outstanding! It's not like Lao Tzu, but it's like a mother. ”

There are many people at the banquet, and there are many old neighbors back then, all of whom know how to talk about it.

"The kid on the side is also good-looking!"

"Huh? Whose child is that, how come I have never seen it? ”

"I don't know, I'm afraid it's his fellow inkstone in the academy!"

The "kid on the side" in their mouths was Qin Nanfeng.

Although Qin Nanfeng is not full of books, he has an extraordinary appearance, a lofty spirit, and a strong and angry horse in his actions, standing on the side of Jiang Yunting, the two complement each other and are equally divided.

"Shao Shao, you go and put incense on your mother-in-law and grandmother first, and order some paper!" Before Aunt Qian finished speaking, tears had fallen.

Yun Ting's face was sad, he nodded, and walked towards the main hall.

Qin Nanfeng also followed.

The two of them also met in the Qian family since childhood.

Although Yunting looks easy-going on the surface, it is actually extremely difficult to get close.

Because Yun Jiao was raised in front of his grandmother when he was young, he had leisure time to study, so he went here.

After coming and going, he became acquainted with Qin Nanfeng, and naturally, most of the friendship between the two of them was because Qian Yan often bullied Yun Jiao, and Qin Nanfeng often helped each other.

But as they grew up, they really became good brothers who fell in love.

"Who killed a thousand knives and buried it by mistake! Son of a bitch......"

Before Yun Ting could get up after kowtowing in front of the spirit, he heard his second aunt collapse and roar outside, and his words were almost unbearable.

He looked up at his second uncle in astonishment.

Qian Shihai smiled reluctantly: "I'll take a look." ”

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