Not seen for three years.

Ruan Si and Hong Aya hugged their heads and cried, and no one could separate them.

I don't know what happened, but when I saw my dearest aunt crying, she cried with her little mouth.

Ruan Si burst into tears and laughed, and pulled Hong Aya into the inn.

Hong Aya ordered someone to take them to the guest room, and she hugged and teased her, giggling both big and small.

She looked at Ruan Si narrowly and asked, "Should your girl call me 'godmother'?" ”

"This child belongs to my husband and his eldest brother."

Ruan Si hugged the girl, handed it to the silver bottle, and asked her to take the child to eat first.

After only the two of them were left in the room, Ruan Sicai sighed and said, "Her mother has gone last winter. ”

Zhu Dongyan's vitality was greatly injured after giving birth, and his physical condition was sometimes good and sometimes bad.

Ruan Si searched for famous doctors and asked for a lot of good medicine to hang her, but it still didn't help.

When she was almost two years old, she finally couldn't hold on anymore and died on a snowy night.

"What about the child's father?"

"He went alone to track down the whereabouts of his father's killer."

Yan Qingdu's face was almost completely ruined.

As soon as the period of filial piety expired, he immediately set out to track down the whereabouts of the real Broken Intestine Man.

He swore to kill his father's enemy with his sword.

Before leaving, he knelt in front of Yan Yingzhou and Ruan Si and begged them to raise his daughter for him.

"My face is not a ghost or a ghost, if this child follows me, he will be like me in the future, and he will suffer all his life."

Yan Qingdu insisted on kowtowing to his younger brother.

"I only beg you to give her a full meal, and a dress to wear, so that she may grow into a virtuous and kind girl like her mother."

Ruan Siwei was embarrassed: "Follow me, I'm afraid you won't be able to be a lady." ”

Yan Qingdu said that as long as the children are by their husband's side, they can live a normal life.

That kind of half-human, half-ghost life, he didn't want to take his children to live.

After hearing this, Hong Aya lowered her head and sighed.

"Qiaoqiao, do you really plan to keep Nan Nan by your side all the time?"

"Well, before my sister-in-law died, I promised her that I would take care of her and raise her as an adult, so that she could grow up happily."

After Ruan Si and Yan Yingzhou got married, the two have not had a round house.

Now, they have an extra child.

Hong Aya nodded and asked, "Then why don't you just let her call your father, so that others don't ask questions?" ”

"She has her own father."

Recalling Zhu Dongyan's tough and gentle face, Ruan Si only felt extremely sorry.

"When she's older," she smiled, "I'll tell her she's the best dad in the world." ”

"Besides, my aunt also has the word 'mother', doesn't she?"

Hong Aya hugged Ruan Si and smiled, looked up and asked, "What's the name of this girl?" ”

"Yan Tingwei."

This is the name that Zhu Dongyan personally gave his daughter.

Hong Aya asked what those two words were, and after writing them down carefully, she smiled and said, "I'm going to give my goddaughter a long-life lock with a name." ”

The two talked about something else.

After Mrs. Yan passed away, Yan Yingzhou resigned from her official position and kept filial piety at home.

At the end of the three-year filial piety period, Su Yaji found a position for him in the prison of the Criminal Department, and this time he actually entered Beijing to work.

And Dou Yiming also resigned from his position as a jailer with Yan Yingzhou, and stayed in Yan's house as his follower.

Jin Ling'er finally agreed to marry Dou Yiming.

However, the wedding date of the two has not yet been decided, and Jin Ling'er said that she would not marry until Yinhua'er married first.

Hong Aya sneered and said, "However, I see that Douzi is afraid of being tight, and he is afraid of his future daughter-in-law before he marries him." ”

"Yes," Ruan Si said with a smile, "He looks naughty, but he actually hurts Jin Ling'er very much." ”

Every time he saw Jin Ling'er, he smiled, as if he had just picked up ten taels of silver.

Ruan Si felt that if anyone could pick up ten taels of silver every day, they would be pleasantly surprised every day.

"What about the silver bottle, has she settled on her mother-in-law's house?"

"Not yet, but ......"

This time it should be soon.

Hong Aya smiled: "If you don't marry the silver bottle quickly, the beans are about to spoil, right?" ”

The two talked and laughed, and the guy outside knocked on the door and asked through the door panel, "Boss, do you want to prepare for dinner?" ”

"Wait!"

Hong Aya jumped up from the couch and pulled Ruan Si and said, "I must show you a hand tonight!" ”

"What?"

"I'm going to cook you some of my specialties!"

Hong Aya looked at Ruan Si with a fluttering eyebrow.

Ruan Si was stunned and said, "Our Aya can also cook?" ”

"Not before," she said quickly, "but I'll go to the kitchen and kill the chickens, and you can eat some fruit to cushion your stomach." ”

With that, she pushed open the door and ran away.

Feng Shaoyu and the others began to pull Yan Yingzhou and them to drink and chat.

Dou Yiming wanted to drink several times, but Jin Ling'er pulled the back of his hand with chopsticks and retracted his hand aggrievedly.

The silver bottle sat next to the girl and ate the fruit.

Ruan Si saw that they were happy, and felt comforted in his heart, asked the location of the kitchen, and ran over to find Hong Aya.

Hong Aya pulled up the thick braided braids on the back of her head.

She wore a half-worn apron and rolled up her sleeves to follow the cook and the men.

"Oh, it's a mess here, Jojo, don't come in."

She carried the freshly slaughtered chicken, turned around and smiled at Ruan Si, and then instructed the young man and said, "Pour a pot of hot water and help me remove the chicken feathers together." ”

Although the kitchen is messy, the cooks and pans are clean.

Hong Aya stood in the middle of a pile of pots and pans, looking like she had always been used to doing work.

Ruan Si couldn't help but think of Hong Aya three years ago.

When she first saw her, she staggered off the wall and smashed Wei Changsheng into.

Later, she jumped up and down and pulled Ruan Si to run out, shouting in her mouth, Qiaoqiao, let's go eat stinky tofu.

She is like a bright little sun, warm and bright but never dazzling.

At that time, she was still a young lady who didn't touch the spring water with her fingers.

Even if she used those hands to draw a bow and shoot arrows, and go down to the river to fish, she still didn't fit in with a place like the kitchen.

But now, Hong Aya skillfully kills chickens and fish, the kitchen knife in her hand swings freely, and the radish and cabbage around her are piled up into a hill.

Red, green, bright.

Hong Aya stood in the middle of those piles of vegetables, and nothing was more vivid than hers.

She giggled, chatting with the cook about the price of the market dishes, while confidently and calmly cutting vegetables and meat.

The kitchen was filled with fireworks, and Ruan Si's eyes were slightly red.

"Qiaoqiao," she put down the kitchen knife and ran over to Ruan Si with a smile and said, "Go out, it's time to cook on the fire." ”

"Aya ......"

"Huh?" Hong Aya gently blew her eyes and said, "Look, it's smoked to your eyes, right?" ”

Ruan Si nodded with a reluctant smile and asked, "Aaya, aren't you afraid of being smoked?" ”

"Get used to it."

In the past three years, her eyes have been red several times, and each time she says that they are smoked by fireworks.

It's all to blame on Pei Zhiyang.

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