Unlike any previous joy of returning home, Yan Zhenqing was angry this time.

Fire is anger, jealousy, or annoyance.

But in Yan Zifu's opinion, this is simply an unreasonable flame, which makes people completely confused.

What did he—what did he see?

Nearly ten in the evening, the sun was setting, and the red glow was flying all over the sky, and the eyebrows were dancing like they were welcoming the coming starlight.

A man sat in his living room and ate with swagger.

There are only his wives and daughters in the house, who accompany them.

He talked and laughed with them, the atmosphere at the table was very good, and it was a happy picture, which simply stabbed his Yan Zhenqing's eyes.

In vain his thoughts of traveling day and night and rushing home, this is how she did it to him?

How dare you bring all the spellers home?

Great, good, good!

Yan Zhenqing carried two bags of things, pulled luggage, stood on the dam that entered the courtyard, and watched all this silently, his expression was gloomy, his brows were frowned, and his face darkened.

He didn't make a sound, let alone roar, but gradually clenched his fists.

Unwilling, angry, sad...... For a while, it alternated, stirring his selfish, sensitive self-esteem.

Yan Zhenqing stood in place for a while, but he didn't leave, didn't step forward, and didn't call out to the few people in front of him.

Like a beast ready to attack and hibernate, he peeped and coveted near his prey, waiting for an opportunity to trigger the wildness and ferocity in his bones.

There was no unimaginable outbursts and beatings, and things passed peacefully.

It was little Huan'er who first spotted this faintly angry beast.

At that time, she was still eating, as if she was in the dark, as if she had a sense of blood, she suddenly raised her head, glanced out of the door, and looked directly at Yan Zhenqing's figure with blazing eyes, she was stunned for a moment, and then shouted happily: "Dad, Dad, it's Dad who is back!" Mom, it's Daddy back. ”

“......”

The people of the god Leng, from one to four, skimmed one by one, and the faces of several people were so blurred in the dark or bright light.

At least, in Yan Zhenqing's opinion, he couldn't figure it out.

Joy, anger, anger, joy, this seems to him, it doesn't matter, there is nothing to care about.

He cares more about whether his wife, the capable woman, cuckolds him.

Thinking of this, he smiled happily, picked up the child who was running straight in front of him, and said loudly: "Oh, my baby Huan'er is getting more and more beautiful, I really miss my father." Say you missed me, baby. ”

He said it to the little one, but his eyes lingered on the woman in the room, swirling.

Seeing that the woman was also looking at him, he smiled even brighter, and heard the daughter in his arms answer him crisply, "Yes, Dad." ”

Yan Zhenqing touched the girl's head, nodded in the girl's bright eyes, and then looked at the eye-catching guy and said, "Hello, I am Tian Xiao's lover, Yan Zhenqing." ”

"Hello, I'm Cao Manman from the lower courtyard."

The man named Cao Manman, about forty years old, looks like an honest villager from the village.

He even stuttered and slurred a little.

If it were replaced by any normal person, he would not be able to associate this man who could be Tian Xiao's father with her mistress, but Yan Zhenqing is not a normal person, he can.

Yan Zhenqing was even thinking, where can this man compare to him?

Appearance, figure, dress, and even age, which of them is not a hundred times better than the person in front of him?

Why, to call such a man to insult him!

Annoyed and angry, Yan Zhenqing heard his daughter-in-law say again: "Manman, you sit down and eat." You're welcome, just treat this place as your own home. It's been a hard day."

"Yes, yes, don't be inhibited, feel free. What's polite. ”

"Okay, you're welcome."

Seeing Cao Manmanfu sitting down next to the dining table again, Yan Zhenqing couldn't be angry again, his daughter-in-law hadn't greeted him well until now.

Of course, the move of going out to pick up his luggage or something, it doesn't count, this is what she should do.

Yan Zhenqing walked into the house in a big way, took a chair angrily, pulled off the hem of his clothes with a golden knife, and sat down.

Seeing the woman, she put her luggage from the back room and came out, he hurriedly pretended to be chatting, and said beautiful things lightly with the man who had already been guessed by his straightforward vision: "I see that your age is very different from me, so I'll call you Uncle Cao, okay?" Thank you for taking care of my family. Na, I'm not a scheming person, if there is anything in your family that you need help with, Uncle Cao, please just tell me, I will never leave it alone if I can help. ”

"Huh? No, no, no. It's not a big deal. ”

"Don't rush to excuse yourself. Everyone is a folk, and it is right to help each other. That's right, Ah Xiao. ”

Tian Xiao glanced at this side, nodded and said, "Well, if you have anything to do in the future, tell Zhenqing, he will definitely try his best to help you." This is what we should do. ”

Seeing this, Cao Manman no longer shirked, he nodded yes, and then took two mouthfuls of rice at will, and then hurriedly got up to say goodbye.

He was afraid that he would disturb the two of them to catch up, and he was afraid that he would be uncomfortable if he stayed any longer.

However, Cao Manman seemed to stay for a second longer, and he would disturb the purity of this family, and he fled in the wilderness.

Let Yan Zhenqing see it in his eyes, he thinks that this person is weak-hearted, and he is very determined.

But it is undeniable that Yan Zhenqing is very arbitrary, and at the same time, he is also very arbitrary.

In the days to come, it is not difficult to imagine.

Yan Zhenqing, who has the seed of doubt, is like finding a new world, he is exploring, and he is also digging into the root cause and finding faults.

Compared with the various deeds of going home before, Yan Zhenqing is like a different person.

At first, he would also take a hand and treat the woman for a while, shushing the cold and asking for warmth, greetings.

Later, when I saw that the woman was not only strong and capable, but also invited people such as Cao Manman, Tian Guan, Yan Feng, Yan Zifu and others to help and be busy with their work, they gradually became less attentive.

In the end, they took everything a woman did for granted.

Even so, Tian Xiao, who was considerate and understanding, didn't care too much about him.

After all, the man in front of him is also running around for this family and suffering a lot.

Maybe it's her indiscretion that makes the man chew a little bit slowly.

He became more and more sure that the woman had changed her mind and didn't care about him.

Since then, Yan Zhenqing has become more and more unpresentable.

When he is busy, he always has some excuses not to go uphill, and when he is not busy, he has a legitimate reason to spend a leisurely life at home.

After not listening to a few words, turning his face several times, Tian Xiao was helpless, and he could only let him go.

Fortunately, Yan Zhenqing at this time worked hard and did not become a rice worm.

But obviously, Tian Xiao thought too much, and she mistook this man who was gradually revealing his true nature.

Later, every year, no, it was getting worse and worse, and the man became even worse, from a good young man, to a coward who had nothing to do all day long, and only knew how to find fault with his wife.

But this coward is not ordinary, he is very majestic, at least in the eyes of others.

He beat and scolded his wife, and she looked down on him, and he threatened the child, who regarded him like a wolf and a tiger.

Everyone follows him, follows his hair.

Yan Zifu recalled.

She also has a little lingering feelings about her second aunt, and she can't get close to her all the time.

Later, after all, the matter was serious to the point of betrayal and separation.

The man was hopeless.

Yan Zifu almost thought angrily: No one can save him.

He's a scumbag!

Yan Zhenqing actually made a move on Yan Zifu's grandfather.

This is something that no one expected.

But it happened, and it happened in front of everyone with blood.

Of course, this crowd does not include Yan Zifu and her children.

In fact, Yan Zifu only learned about this matter the next day.

And when this matter was announced to the public, the night before, Yan Zifu was still angry at home with her grandfather Tian Guan.

This anger, Yan Zifu was going to have a seizure, but she was so wronged, she needed to vent.

To put it simply, this qi is triggered by a bunch of keys.

Speaking of the key, Yan Zifu could only helplessly express the embarrassment at the beginning.

Yes, their sisters didn't carry that long set of keys every day from the beginning.

At first, it was probably because my grandfather was afraid that they would lose the key, so every time they came home from school, they had to go through a long journey to find him to get the key home and open the door.

This was understandable, but later, they couldn't find their grandfather, and the number of times that his grandfather returned late became a troublesome thing.

Oh, don't make any phone calls here, because that would expose your ignorance.

As the saying goes, without someone else's personnel, don't make judgments, it has been indispensable throughout the ages.

You must know that at this time, the telephone is not yet popular, and the mobile phone is not owned by everyone.

For those who are looking for people to do things in the vast world, they all rely on themselves, well, to be precise, they should rely on shouting.

Like this, "Grandpa~"

"Grandpa~"

"Grandpa, where are you!!"

One after another, the tone is frustrated, and the hoarse voice is exhausted, which is the trump card.

To this day, Yan Zifu still clearly remembers that on the night of the incident in late autumn and early winter, Yan Zifu and the others played a few trump cards, but their grandfather was like evaporating from the world, and there was no news and disappeared.

There was no way, Yan Feng had no choice but to take his younger brothers and sisters, and the three of them nested into a firewood room that was not usually very locked, and slept.

But how can they sleep peacefully when they are hungry and cold?

Besides, what kind of place is the firewood house - a place, firewood piled up, miscellaneous things are everywhere, and there is not even a decent place to settle down.

Fortunately, although the door was broken and leaking, it was not so sad to take something.

What's more, they found some good things - a cradle that Yan Zifu used when they were young.

The cradle is made of bamboo, oval-shaped, no more than a meter long, and extremely narrow, even if Yan Zifu and other children are young, they can only curl up in it, and cannot fully stretch their bodies.

A pile of discarded old clothes and old cloth made Yan Zifu and the others overjoyed, and hurriedly took them out and spread them at the bottom and around the cradle for warmth.

After a few movements, the 'bed' is even made.

Because there were no lighting appliances such as matches, and there was no place that could be vacated, when Yan Zifu and the others laid out the sleeping place, everything was settled.

At this time, Yan Zifu and the others were satisfied, and squeezed onto the 'bed', ready to rest.

Anyway, I've found something comforting in my soul, and it's time to be satisfied.

Although they were psychologically satisfied, halfway through the night, several people were half awake and half asleep, and they were still shivering from the cold because of the uncomfortable sleeping position and the cool breeze around them.

In a daze, Yan Zifu looked at the halo chandelier hanging on the beam of the house with her eyes half-open, and she only felt that she didn't know what He Xi was tonight, and she was confused.

But she understands that at this time, she was awake for a moment, more sober than she was during the day.

Suddenly, a strange word suddenly drilled into Yan Zifu's mind and heart.

Wretched.

Wretched?

Who? Who is pitiful?

They, they?

Thinking of this, Yan Zifu pursed her lips, then cracked the corners of her mouth and smiled.

Haha, she's really cranky.

She shook her head inaudibly, trying to dispel the self-pitying compassion.

She doesn't need this thing, now and in the future, it's the same!

She's strong.

Sleep, sleep, sleep, dawn, another good day.

In Yan Zifu's self-hypnosis, she soon fell asleep in a daze.

Sure enough, when I fell asleep and opened my eyes again, it was dawn.

The morning light is faint, and it is still mixed with some of yesterday's cold and cool air, which makes people feel refreshed at the same time, there is still a sense of powerlessness that has not eased up, and it is entwined in the body.

It was at this time that Tian Guan came back.

There was a knock on the door, which was blocked by the wooden door outside the firewood room, and passed straight into the house.

"Is that the one knocking on the door?"

"It's your grandfather, me. Open the door. ”

"Huh. Right away. Here it comes. ”

Yan Zifu lifted a slit in a foggy eye, and saw that her sister Yan Feng had tidied up her appearance a little, and went to open the door.

She didn't sleep well last night, and now she is very sleepy, and she was just about to take a breath and prepare to sleep, but she tilted her head and touched a little head melon seed.

She was awake in an instant.

It's not the big bed she sleeps in with her sister every day, it's not the room they spend a lot of, and there's no electronics like a TV.

This is the firewood house, the place where they don't live at the moment, and they don't have a long relationship.

And outside the house, it was their ruthless grandfather, who came back.