Yan Ming felt that Jin Yanchen's mood was very bad, even worse than usual.

On the way back, Jin Yanchen kept a calm face all the way and didn't say a word.

Yan Ming ran all the way behind Jin Yanchen, and then she realized that the speed at which Jin Yanchen walked when she came out was simply accommodating her.

He looked at the tall and hard, but lonely and lonely back in front of him, as if he understood something, but he didn't understand it all.

At this time, Su Buyan hadn't slept yet. Wearing only a middle coat, he walked in the direction of Jin Caimo's room.

Su Buyan and Jin Caimo are not like each other, their facial features are not very outstanding, and they are also handsome.

The scholarly family is the first to win in the accumulation of generations, and the children come out, all of them are elegant and profound.

That kind of demeanor is smoked out of the family style of the family, and it is innate and brought out from the blood, which is different from Liu Xinyuan's self-proclaimed style, much more low-key and much thicker.

Although the Su family is a family of scholars, it has been passed down for a hundred years, and the family background is still there, and they will spend money to hire people to take care of the family and nursing home, and there is no need for Su Buyan to go into battle to fight and kill.

Su Buyan also devoted himself to studying literature and ink, and only learned a little self-defense kung fu with Jin Caimo. The biggest battle he has seen in his life is probably the three in-laws in Dingfeng Building seeking revenge against Jin Yanchen.

At first glance, seeing Jin Yanchen covered in blood and walking over with a black face, Su Buyan was stunned for a moment, and his tone was a little nervous: "Sixth cousin...... What's going on? ”

When Jin Yanchen killed the white tiger, he got under the tiger's belly, and half of his body was drenched with dirty blood from the tiger's belly. By this time the blood had dried up and congealed into large lumps and crumpled. Even if the black clothes are not visible, it looks a little crazy.

He Jin Yanchen himself was used to it for a long time, so he didn't feel anything, but said lightly: "It's nothing." Killed a brute, splattered with blood. ”

"Is the sixth cousin injured?"

Yan Ming thought to herself that this Su Gongzi was a scholar after all, and he had never seen any big battles. If all the tigers killed were injured, wouldn't the Holy Lord have practiced in vain all these years by getting up in the morning, five watches and three watches at night?

Jin Yanchen was rarely patient and said, "I'm fine." It's so late, why hasn't Cousin Su slept yet? ”

Su Buyan said: "Mother screamed in a nightmare, I went to take a look. Mother has already fallen asleep, and the sixth cousin does not have to worry. ”

Speaking of Jin Caimo, Jin Yan couldn't help but feel a little heavy in his heart. After the aunt and nephew recognized each other, Jin Caimo chattered a little, holding his hand, talking about old things repeatedly, crying for a while, laughing for a while, and even a sparrow flying outside the window could startle her, lest someone would harm Jin Yanchen again. After a gloomy moment, he said, "I made Aunt Seventh sad because of me." ”

Su Buyan said: "Sixth cousin, what are you talking about, you are still alive, and my mother doesn't know how relieved I am." ”

The two cousins were not very close, they hadn't seen each other for many years, and they didn't have much to say. Su Buyan patted Jin Yanchen on the shoulder: "It's not early, the sixth cousin should hurry back to the room to wash and rest early." ”

Qingxiu had already instructed the kitchen to boil water.

Jin Yanchen is in a bad mood here, and he doesn't like someone to be an eyesore in front of him. Yan Ming withdrew early in the morning, helped Qingxiu to the kitchen to carry the bath water, and saw a snow-white flower hairpin between her sideburns, tender and raw, lined with a pink and white face, very good-looking, and smiled: "What kind of flower is this?" It's pretty good. ”

A layer of dizziness appeared on Qingxiu's face, and she looked a little shy: "It's Jiang Hua, given by Mother Wang in Mrs. Su's room, saying that this flower looks good to wear." ”

Wang's mother is Jin Caimo's personal maid Wang Fei, it is said that Jin Caimo followed her when she was still Miss Jin, and later married to the Su family, and the master and servant have a deep relationship. Jin Yanchen also has great respect for this Wang's mother.

Yan Ming didn't pay attention to the extra softness in Dao Qingxiu's tone, and said with a smile: "It must be you who take care of Mrs. Su wholeheartedly, and Mother Wang thanks you and specially rewards you." You have white skin and look good when you wear it, but if you change me, you won't be able to wear it like this. ”

Qingxiu sneered: "You are making fun of me again." You're tall, and you wear everything like a clothes rack, and I don't know how much I envy you. ”

The two of them talked and laughed and carried hot water into the door. Because Jin Yanchen is too tall, the bath bucket is specially customized, and the bath water is more than ordinary people. The two of them carried back and forth several times, filled the bucket, hung clean clothes on the sandalwood shelves behind the screen, and withdrew.

The steam from the tub quickly became white behind the screen, and rows of pear trees were planted outside the window, blocking the view from the outside. At this time, the moon was in the middle of the day, the evening breeze pierced through the trees, and the pear blossoms swirled in the air, drifting in through the window and falling into the bathtub.

Jin Yanchen was most annoyed by what kind of petal bath the man bathed, and once bumped into Fang Jun and the maid in the courtyard holding the piano and carrying a bucket of roses, saying that it was for the son to bathe, and he responded to him for several days. Seeing this, he frowned slightly, but let him fish it out deliberately, he was too lazy to bother with it. In addition to the bloody clothes soaked in the hot water bucket, the face is a little hot.

He closed his eyes, and in front of him was Mu Dianke's face as indifferent as ice and snow. He thought, she still doesn't care after all, right?

When she cared, it wasn't like that.

She grew up late, three or four years old and still a little pudding, just past his knees. If he hugged Ni Shang for a long time, she would pout and be unhappy. He had no choice but to put down his dress and coax her.

At that time, she had short calves, and he was holding her wherever she went, and several cousins followed him all day long and shouted: "Daughter-in-law is beautiful, daughter-in-law is beautiful, she walks without legs." ”

Then she was so tall that she could hold his arm without tiptoeing. It's usually okay, but when he arrives in a place where there are many girls, he treats him very warmly, and he can't wait to hang on him.

In the words of Xiao Wu, Xiao Si'er is treating our little six as a wall and turning himself into a gecko, right?

Mu Dianke didn't care if he was teased, he smiled with a small chin, and deliberately made an ugly appearance of a gecko climbing the wall: "I'm a gecko." Do you look like it, don't you look like it? ”

"belched" softly, and his expression was quite displeased: "Those little girls are too unreserved, how can any girl not be ashamed and stare at other people's boys?" I'm just going to them off. ”

The brothers were so happy that they exploded: "Little Liu, Little Liu, you're finished." “

"Little Si'er, the fourth cousin knows that you are the most reserved, you only stare at your own boys, don't you?"

"Ouch, where is there such a big girl, I dislike others as little girls."

"Xiaoba, did you dip the cake in vinegar again when you ate it in the morning, why did it smell so sour?"

"Xiao Si'er, let me tell you, last time you went back to Luoyang, Xiao Liu also gave Xue Qingling of the Guyue Sect a large bouquet of flowers."

"Yes, yes, I saw it too. I'll help you watch the sixth brother in the future, if you have anything fun, you must be the first to tell me. ”

Jin Rulian hugged Jin Nisheng, and the sisters laughed crookedly to the ground: "Little... Small... Little Si'er, you... You're so good. Sister usually didn't teach you in vain! ”

The laughter of the past is still in my ears, and those vivid faces have long been hidden under the loess, rotting so that only a pile of white bones remains.

Jin Yanchen felt a tingling pain in his heart, so painful that he bent down and crushed the edge of the two-finger-thick bath bucket with his palm.

The sound of swords came from outside the door.