After returning from the village, it was already past two o'clock in the morning.

The three of them walked all the way without speaking, and when they approached the family area, Tan Jun told Jian Yuelan, "When you go to the funeral tomorrow, remember to pretend to be sad." ”

"Understood."

Jian Yuelan bowed, "I'll prepare chili water tomorrow." ”

In order to pretend to be a little less suspicious, she decided to fight.

Tan Jun, who heard her words, and Shen Yuanbai's foreheads were suddenly covered with black lines.

This is also a ruthless person, and the chili water is willing to greet his eyes.

Shen Yuanbai was worried, "You take it easy, don't break your eyes." ”

"No, I'll be careful."

As it turns out, she overestimated her control over chili water.

I put too much, and the handkerchief was soaked in the chili water for too long, although it didn't drown in the flavor, but when I pressed it down my eyes, good guy, tears gushed out like a fountain of tears.

It was spicy and painful, and she couldn't hold back and howl in pain.

People who were not familiar with her saw her crying miserably, and couldn't help but ask Amu in dialect, "Who is this girl?" Why are you crying so sadly? ”

Uncle Amu is the next patriarch, and he knows the inside story of Huang Yang's absence, but he is also a person with superb acting skills.

After hearing this, she glanced at Jian Yuelan, who was crying sadly, and said with a sad face, "Yangyang's own sister, the relationship between the sister and brother is good. ”

"No, I know that this girl is here without Yangyang."

The person who asked the question suddenly realized, and said that this sister is quite emotional.

"Why didn't you have a child?"

"I should have gone to catch the sea and encountered the high tide and was trapped on the reef beach."

As he spoke, he seemed to be unable to hold back his grief any longer, and howled at the top of his throat.

"Yangyang, uncle's eldest nephew, why did you leave before you grew up······ If you leave, how can you let your grandfather and Abba live with us······"

This cry like thunder on the ground is accompanied by three points of sadness!

Three points of grief!

It is also mixed with a strong reluctance!

All of a sudden, the guests who came to the funeral were shocked.

The atmosphere of sadness came in an instant.

In an instant, most of them burst into tears.

Even those who are slightly weaker in empathy are sobbing with red eyes.

Jian Yuelan couldn't stop crying at all, not sad, but the handkerchief soaked in chili pepper water, which was too powerful.

After this time, she won't do it anymore.

What a sin!

Because she cried too badly and cried too sincerely, Jian Yuelan's eyes were red and swollen for several days after attending the funeral.

Choking her fat son and old man with a lot of distress.

also scared Ye Linxing, who led the team to win a big victory and came back happily, scared enough.

"Daughter-in-law, who have you been bullied by?"

This eye looked like a trace left by crying, Ye Linxing couldn't understand what happened to make his daughter-in-law cry like this, and the first reaction in his mind was that she was bullied.

"No one bullied me."

Jian Yuelan was getting a potion to apply to her eyes, "It's Yangyang who is gone······"

"Yang Yang is gone? How could he not be? ”

The expression on Ye Linxing's face froze suddenly, and all in front of him was the appearance of a young boy calling his brother-in-law.

In an instant, his eyes turned red.

Jian Yuelan, "!! ”

Jian Yuelan knew that he had misunderstood as soon as she saw his expression, but she didn't think about explaining, but hummed, "Yes, he's gone." ”

Thanks to the breadth and profundity of Chinese characters.

The meaning of not combining these two words together is too much.

As for what her old Ye would think, that was his business.

Anyway, she only said that she was not there, and she didn't say anything else.

Ye Linxing was silent for a while before he sighed, "It's a pity." ”

It's not a pity at all.

The boy has a bright future, and she firmly believes that one day in the future, she will see him on the news.

"It's a pity."

Ye Linxing was worried that she would cry again, so she immediately took the person into her arms and comforted her gently, "Don't be sad, don't cry, when you are sad, you cry, it makes me want to cry." ”

The voice was choked.

Jian Yuelan's forehead was full of black lines, feeling that her man was completely letting go of himself and not being imaged.

used to be a manly husband who bleeds without tears, and since he cried in front of her, this guy has become a crying bag.

More than she cried.

She kept slandering in her heart, and she hummed without showing it on her face, and decisively changed the topic.

"What was the result of the competition?"

"A big win."

When he mentioned this, he was happy, his eyebrows flew and he told her about the wonderful process of the whole army's competition, and then made a final summary, "Daughter-in-law, I must praise you here for your good vision." ”

"I'm good."

The cute little milk voice suddenly sounded, the couple was startled, and when they looked back, good guy, their fat son was sitting upright on his exclusive pony, and there was a circle of cats sitting elegantly with four paws next to each other.

Seven pairs of big piercing eyes looked at them with burning eyes.

Ye Linxing asked him, "When did you come in?" ”

"When Dad hugged Mommy."

The child's milk voice was milky, and Jian Yuelan's old face turned red, which meant that he had seen it all.

"Want to kiss meow?"

He opened a pair of large, pure and immaculate eyes, and asked the couple if they wanted to vomit blood.

"Son, I think we need a heart-to-heart conversation between father and son."

Ye Linxing came to him, bent down and picked up his fat son and hugged him into his arms, "Are you willing to talk to Dad?" ”

"Let's talk!"

talked about suing my mother, saying that my father taught bad children again.

Ye Linxing, who didn't know that his fat son was careful and impure, said hello to Jian Yuelan, and then left the bedroom with his fat son in his arms.

Jian Yuelan snorted, picked up Meimei who jumped to her side and said softly, "Meibao, this fool told your little master that I was a reckless man before, and asked your little master not to learn from me, how do you say I can teach him a good lesson?" ”

Meimei nestled in her arms and stepped on the milk one by one, and heard her words meow.

"Let him cry?"

"Meow."

"Okay, then let him cry."

The fluffy and fluffy little kitten is really healing, and Jian Yuelan, who is addicted to cats, doesn't want to move, but the old man doesn't let her go.

"Zhizhi, it's time to play chess."

Jian Yuelan's beautiful mood disappeared in an instant, her face collapsed, she walked out and sat opposite the old man, and said weakly, "Grandpa, let's discuss, can we not regret chess again and again?" ”

"Impossible!"

The old man was straightforward and said loudly, "Chess without regrets has no soul." ”

Jian Yuelan's bitter gourd face sighed and played chess, "When I come to the whole set of Go one day, I'll see how you regret it." ”

"You can also play Go?"

The old man was very surprised when he put his hands on the chess pieces.

She snorted, "I can't do piano, chess, calligraphy and painting." ”

The old man glared at her, "The girl's family should be reserved." ”

That's what she meant by bragging.

Jian Yuelan was not convinced, and took a cannon to block the main entrance.

"I'm not bragging, I'm telling the truth."

Seeing that she was very angry, the old man was silent for two seconds and asked her, "Do you still know how to play the guqin at home?" ”

"My seventh aunt will still be a guqin master."

That's right, her seventh aunt's guqin is exquisite, and the artistic conception of the mountains and rivers played by her is unique, which makes people immersive.

Thinking of Aunt Qi's piano skills, and then thinking about herself, she sighed, "It's a pity that I can't be talented, and I only learned half of my Aunt Qi's fur." ”

The second elder had never heard her play the piano, and he didn't know how far her piano skills had reached.

But they became interested in Aunt Seven.

"Your seventh aunt's family history?"

"Yes."

Jian Yuelan bowed, "My seventh aunt is not famous, but her father is famous, known as Mr. Qin." ”