readx;? What he answered her was a gentle and long kiss, and until Yan Shunhua left the Yan family's big room, his mind was still as dizzy as if he was deprived of oxygen. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

In order to avoid Yan Shengguo and his wife from seeing that she was wrong, Yan Shunhua walked along the Yudai River for a while until her lips were no longer red and swollen and her mind was clear.

Fortunately, she obviously succeeded in doing so, and instead of paying attention to her lips, Yan Liushi only cared about whether she was tired or not when she came back, whether she was hungry or not, and so on.

The days slipped forward unhurriedly, and the graceful posture seemed to be like a wisp of the breeze, silent, but with an unstoppable grandeur.

In early July, Zhou Yuping married Bijiefu. Because of Zhou Daliang's good popularity, almost every household in Yanjia Village sent someone to send her to get married. Therefore, although there is no ten-mile red makeup, it can be regarded as a ten-mile send-off, and the scene is spectacular.

Yan Shunhua was also in the crowd and sent it to the big banyan tree at the entrance of the village, until the excitement poured out of the village like a tide, she turned around and slowly pushed open the door of Lao Wang's house.

An elder like Lao Wangtou was naturally not among the send-offs, and at the moment he was wielding an axe, sweating and chopping firewood in the sun.

Yan Zhaorui was also on the side, working with his sleeves on, the difference was that the axe in his hand was more than one size bigger, and even the axe handle was actually made of heavy iron.

"Sister Xiaoya, are you here?"

Gong Yue happened to bring tea, and when she saw her come in, she couldn't help but run over happily.

"Stop, stop, put the tray on the table first, don't worry, I'm here for you." ”

Yan Shunhua hurriedly stopped her from running over, and Gong Yue remembered that she was still holding something after being reminded, so she couldn't help but stick out her tongue, turned a corner with a smile, and put the tray on the table that had already been placed in the yard.

"I also went out to see it just now, why didn't I see you?"

"I'm standing under the banyan tree, there are so many people, and today's protagonist is the bride, how can you see me?"

Yan Shunhua bowed slightly to the old king's head, but the other party did not react, and still chopped the wood according to the existing rhythm unhurriedly, but Yan Zhaorui responded on the side.

"Little girl, are you here? When will it be your turn to get married? Fourth brother, I will definitely protect you for hundreds of miles or even thousands of miles. ”

Yan Shunhua pouted unceremoniously.

"Fourth brother, don't worry about me, let's think about how to deal with your own life's events. In a few years, you will grow old and no one will want tofu scum, and you still think that you will always be a handsome, handsome, charming and fragrant flower like you are in your early twenties now?"

Gong Yue laughed out loud when he heard this, and even the teacup that was about to be delivered to Lao Wangtou's hand overflowed with tea, if it weren't for Lao Wangtou's quick hand to take the cup, I'm afraid it would not be as simple as just pouring tea.

Yan Zhaorui was embarrassed by such an analogy, especially Gong Yue's reaction was so exaggerated, he couldn't help but be even more embarrassed, and subconsciously glared at her, unexpectedly, the old Wang Tou, who had no reaction, happened to be standing next to his granddaughter, and naturally captured such emotions very quickly, raised his eyes slightly and looked back, his eyes were cold as if he was asking, "Do you have an opinion?"

Until now, Yan Zhaorui, who had never been able to beat Lao Wangtou, and even Gong Yue had not been able to win 100%, was like an eggplant that had been beaten by frost in an instant, completely wilted. Yan Shunhua calmly drank the tea that Gong Yue had just poured for her, and the cloud was light and light, as if the ridicule just now did not come from her mouth.

"It's a shame that I used to defend you in front of my cousin, but now you treat your fourth brother like this, it's really ruthless. ”

After Yan Zhaorui finished speaking, when he saw the old Wang Tou looking over again, he subconsciously showed a slightly flattering smile, but the old Wang Tou still looked at him expressionlessly, so frightened that his liver was fluttering, and he didn't know what he had done wrong.

Well, after being in the Wang family for so long, he has become more and more accustomed to being picked by the old king, and if he doesn't get picked on a bone in an egg once a day, he feels that something is wrong, or wonders if he has gone to the wrong house.

That's right, for Yan Zhaorui today, in the village, in addition to his own home, he is most familiar with the Wang family, so familiar that in addition to Gong Yue's boudoir, he is almost familiar with the old Wang's room.

Where are the medicinal herbs, where is the wine, and where is the pastry that Gong Yue made by learning the method taught by Yan Shunhua, he knows it clearly.

Even at home, he often has to ask his mother Wu Shuyuan to find something, or he has to rummage around to find out what he wants.

I have to say that the Wang family has become a second home for him.

"Brother Rui, don't think about wronging Sister Xiaoya. It's because you didn't set a good example, of course, it's no wonder that Sister Xiaoya used such facts to turn against you. As the saying goes, you can't open any pot and mention which pot, how can you blame the boiling water for scalding yourself in the end?"

After so many years, Gong Yue has long recovered from the grief of her childhood, and truly regards the Wang family as her own home, and the old Wang Tou as her real grandfather, and her relatives who depend on each other.

It's just that Yan Zhaorui didn't think about it so much. You must know that for such a long time, he has spent much more time with Gong Yue than Yan Shunhua, so he takes it for granted that she should stand by his side, instead of sharing the same hatred with Yan Shunhua as she is now.

"Fat girl, why are you laughing at your senior brother like Xiaoya? I know that she is teasing me for my age, so can't you protect me?"

Gong Yue was inexplicable when she heard this, "You are old and haven't married a wife yet, and Sister Xiaoya is not wrong, why do I want to defend you?"

Seeing Yan Zhaorui being embarrassed by the arrows shot by Gong Yue hitting the bull's-eye one after another, Yan Shunhua was amused.

"Fourth brother, it seems that your senior brother has not fulfilled his responsibilities, I think I am just a mortal, but in the heart of the fat girl, I still have such a tall image, I think it is not because I am charming, but because you really can't take care of your junior sister. The old king smiled at Yan Shunhua very face-savingly, expressed his approval of her words with his eyes, and when she was flattered, he quickly picked up the axe and continued to chop wood in an orderly manner.

Seeing this, Yan Zhaorui was naturally embarrassed to continue to fight, and continued to wield the heavy deadly axe in his hand very respectfully, and slashed at the firewood fiercely.

A master will always be a master, an apprentice, an apprentice. If you want not to be disliked, you must first be able to look at the eyes, and if you don't have any eyes, you must use your own brains to keep up and work honestly! )