Chen Xiuying was embarrassed that her man was too far behind Liu Dalin, and she was still brought to the table by her eldest brother. I couldn't hold it on my face, and I was holding my breath in my heart.

Wang had something to say, but he didn't dare to say it. The man is too good, and his temper is really explosive. If she speaks this way, the man will be able to clean her up when she turns around.

Mrs. Chen sat there quietly, her eyebrows lowered, her expression blank, not knowing what she was thinking.

By the time Liu Dalin and Chen Xiulan returned to the hall with their well-fed children, the people in the house had already dispersed.

Chen Changdong secretly sighed, patted his chest and made a scared look, "I was afraid that everyone was here just now." Now it's okay, you can say what you want, you can laugh if you want, and you don't have to scruple. ”

Chen Xiulan couldn't help but laugh, and clicked on Chen Changdong's head, "I've been a skinny person since I was a child." When you're a teenager, why are you worrying so much? It's like a housekeeper. ”

Having said that, everyone knows that Chen Changdong's words are to ease the atmosphere, for fear that everyone will be embarrassed.

It's just that he thinks a little too much. They didn't really feel embarrassed. They have done nothing wrong, they are not at a loss, and their hearts are not empty.

After sitting and relaxing, the children were allowed to digest their food by the way, and the family did not have the usual lunch break, and went directly to the orchard.

The Chen family orchard is on the soil ridge not far behind the village, covering an area of not large, more than 30 acres.

Usually I take care of it by my family, and I can barely get by, but when it's time to pick, I need to ask someone to help.

When the group arrived, Chen Qiming was sitting in the shade of a tree and napping against the trunk.

Chen Changdong casually pulled a dog's tail and walked over quietly, ready to scratch his father's nose.

As soon as he lifted the dog's tail grass, he received a slap on the head, "Bastard, Lao Tzu knows it's you!" ”

"Dad, aren't you asleep!" Chen Changdong threw away the dog's tail grass and covered his head and wailed.

"There are shadows! I've been on your way a few times, as long as you're at home, I'm always on guard! ”

“……”

"Poof! Hahaha! Liu Yusheng and Liu Zhixia smiled and covered their stomachs.

"Brother, Dongzi is just joking, look at your slap." Chen Xiulanle.

Chen Qiming stood up, patted the dust on his pants, and laughed, "He's leather." I don't know whose temperament I followed from childhood to adulthood, and I grew into this virtue! Let's go, I'll take you around, there are citrus and pears in the garden, you can pick them if you want to eat them. There's also a piece of chestnut to bring with you when you get back. ”

"Uncle, are the pears bearing fruit this year?" Liu Yusheng asked.

"It ended last year, it's just small and the taste is average. It's a lot better this year. Saying that, Chen Qiming raised his hand to the east, and the pale yellow fruit was hidden in a large patch of verdant green, which was extremely beautiful, "Well, that piece is, Uncle will pick a few for you to eat later, juicy and sweet." ”

"Thank you, uncle!"

"Thank you, your own orchard, you want to eat to your heart's content!" Chen Qiming stretched out his hand to stroke the baby's hairy head, smiling.

Seeing that the corners of Chen Changdong's eyes twitched, he leaned into Liu Zhixia's ear and complained, "My father has always yelled at me, and when I saw him so kind, I was full of goosebumps." ”

Liu Zhixia squinted, "Why don't I go and tell my uncle and ask him to loosen the skin for you?" ”

"Good brother, please keep people under the knife!"

"Poof!"

The children gathered together to talk and laugh, the air was full of the fresh fragrance of fruit trees and fruits, and the adults walked behind, chatting and enjoying the comfort of the moment.

When he went home, Liu Yusheng was burping all the way and teaching people to laugh.

The citrus and pears she had just picked were too fresh, and the atmosphere was too good, she couldn't hold back for a while, and she was greedy for more.

She also planted fruit trees in her space, and the taste is naturally much better than that of native fruits, but the fruits of the space, picking and eating by themselves, that feeling is too lonely.

It's not the same as sharing it with your family and friends.

There are people who laugh and taste together, and the sour can also taste sweet.

The unexpected tranquility of the Chen family this night made Liu Yusheng feel a little surprised, and her grandparents didn't pull her father and mother to continue the conversation.

I don't know if it's been given up or if something else has changed.

But that doesn't stop her from feeling good and getting some sleep and going home tomorrow.

She misses her grandparents.

Fifteen years later, the moon is still very round, and the moonlight is soft and bright, and it falls like a hazy veil covering the earth.

Quiet and peaceful.

But it can't melt into the Zichen Hall at this moment.

The emperor's health began to deteriorate again, and he fell into a coma at noon, and he still hasn't woken up.

The imperial doctors gathered in the Zichen Hall to urgently study the plan to make the emperor wake up, the atmosphere was tense and heavy, and there was depression everywhere.

From time to time, there would be a few discordant noises at the entrance of the temple.

It was the emperor's empress and concubines who were intercepted and not allowed to enter.

For this reason, it has been an afternoon, and the noise has hardly stopped.

Either clamoring to come into the temple, or sobbing outside.

Fortunately, they barely remembered a little bit of proportion, and they didn't dare to do too much, even reprimanding, noisy, and lowering their voices.

The young man sat on the chair in the inner hall of the Zichen Palace, looking at the dragon bed with his eyes closed all the time, describing a haggard and withered man, he has supreme power and enjoys all the wealth and glory, but those people outside who are crying for him, how many people are sincere?

There were a few who hoped he would wake up again.

How many people wish he had died like this?

The maids in the palace in the Zichen Hall came and went in a hurry, their footsteps were almost silent, and they were busy all night.

The boy sat in a circle chair, hidden in the half-light and half-dim, quiet as an invisible man.

It wasn't until the sky was about to break and there was a man's low cough on the dragon's bed that the doctors breathed a sigh of relief.

woke up and snatched the emperor back from the ghost gate again.

After relaxing, physically and mentally exhausted, the imperial doctor on duty was left to take care of it, and the rest of the people temporarily retreated for a while.

“…… Cedar. The emperor's gaze searched the room for a while, and when it landed on the young man, a glimmer of light flashed in his gloomy eyes, and a smile of relief floated on the corner of his mouth, "You are here." ”

The old eunuch who had been waiting by the bedside knew the emperor's intentions very well, and immediately said, "Yesterday, the emperor was in a coma, and the prince rushed over to guard the emperor in the Zichen Hall for a whole night, and he has not closed his eyes until now. ”

"I'm worried." The emperor seemed to be happy, but his voice was soft, so weak that he didn't have any strength, "It's hard for you to guard me for so long, go back, go back and sleep well, don't think about it." ”

The young man stood up from the circle chair, his slender body was immediately exposed to the dim palace lamp, and his three-dimensional facial features were carved out of silhouettes by the light, blurring his expression.

Slowly walked to the bed, looking at the person who was completely unrefreshed, "When I woke up from a serious illness, my father was resting, and the child retired first." ”

Lower your eyes and turn around.

He didn't think much of it.

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