Auston's arrival was warmly welcomed by the whole family, and Ryan, who was carrying the salute, was squeezed to the corner. Even the severely shedding Daifuku and the cold little mecha were more popular than him at first.
"General Dalton." Cousin Connor rubbed his arms next to Ryan, and looked at his little cousin jokingly, "Were you surprised when we met for the first time, and felt very incredible? Share and share the changes in your heart, I want to Get the first-hand material, maybe I will write an autobiography for you in the future.”
"..." Ryan widened his eyes slightly, looking at Connor's attire, "Brother, why are you dressed like this, Feng Ge has no monsters for you to fight."
Wearing a melee troop camouflage uniform, grass camouflage on his shoulders, oil paint on his face, and a grass ring on his head, Connor seemed to have just retreated from a certain battlefield, with the excitement and bloody eyes after a fierce battle remained in his eyes. Stimulating ferocity. After arriving at the safe rear area, the "soldier" who smelled like gunpowder couldn't help showing exhaustion, fear and gratitude for surviving. However, Connor is not a soldier, he lives in a peaceful age, in the safe and quiet E69 Fengge Plantation Star, and is an internet writer.
"Connor, what are you doing?" Ryan asked.
Connor picked up the camouflage on his shoulders, and there were still many dead branches and grass leaves on it. Even though he was exhausted now, he insisted on teasing his cousin, and his spirit was commendable. "Recently, I'm not writing "Song of the Beacon". When I write about the battlefield, I always get emotional. I got a set of equipment to experience it in depth."
Ryan looked at the mud spots splashed on Connor's body, some had dried up, some were still wet and exuded a natural smell, and there were many scratches on the pants. "You can take it easy. With such a large amount of updates every day, you still go to experience military life. Your health is important."
"Fortunately, it's time to exercise. Tell me about the war when you have time." After finishing the serious matter, Connor returned to his unfocused appearance, and the oil paint could not block the sunshine on his tough face. Gossipy expression, "You asked me about those things, I thought your wife is not simple, she must be your leader, but I didn't expect the leader to be so big! Tell me, how does it feel? Admiral Dalton, Anderson Great Emperor, hehehe, your relationship is similar to what I wrote in my hand now."
Ryan: "...don't laugh like that, I panic."
Connor stroked his chin and said: "In "Song of the Beacon", the deputy general has been in love with the emperor for a long time, and your feelings can be substituted into it. It's all about the subordinate's admiration for the superior, which is very substituting. Baby, you must and Let me share my emotional experience and mental journey." Looking at his younger brother pitifully, Connor said, "In order to make this relationship accepted by readers, I'm going bald."
Ryan looked at his cousin with a smile, his lips moved slightly, and said two words coldly, "No." He emphasized, "Qin Feng is single all his life, he doesn't like his lieutenant general."
Connor, "Oh, I knew you would say no, so I just asked. You know, as a writer, you have to be brave enough to try and explore the unknown. Emperor Anderson said, 'Don't even try. What's the difference between a fish'. Also, I have done research, and Stark has admiration and worship for the emperor, so the novel I wrote is reasonable. Alright, I'll go upstairs and change my clothes."
Ryan's face was almost contorted, and he resisted the urge to hit his cousin. He said blankly, "Stark is considered the emperor's half-adopted son, don't write nonsense."
"I know, but I have seen the element of love in some autobiographies. It is obvious that the adopted son has unusual feelings for the emperor." Instead of discussing this with Ryan, Connor restrained his teasing emotions, looked at Ryan seriously, and wanted to give his brother A hug, and he had opened his arms, "Happy Newlyweds, Ryan."
Ryan let the other party hug him, and didn't stop him from rubbing the wet mud spots on his clothes, "Thank you."
"I'm going to change clothes, and my mother has already looked at me several times."
"Wait." Ryan called to Connor, opened the suitcase and took out a letter from it, "I told you, Fan Luting Francis asked me to bring the letter, as long as he gets your permission, he will come Our house is a guest."
Connor just raised his hand but put it down, and after wiping his hands on the inside of the clean clothes, he caught the letter and said casually: "Hey, there are letters from fans again, it's really distressing, they always write The expression of love for me in it is overwhelming. For your sake, I reluctantly accept him as a guest."
The most divisive person in the family is my cousin. If you don’t care about fans, you can just pick them up with dirty hands, why take them seriously after cleaning them. Ryan just put down his words here, and sooner or later Connor would find trouble for himself because of his wrong mouth.
The relatives gathered around Oston and talked to him lively, Oston responded clumsily, and his mother always held his arm, with a smile of joy and satisfaction on her face. Connor looked away and reminded Ryan, "No one believes that your partner is General Dalton. Even if you saw a real person, you probably think it's just a resemblance. This is not good, and there will be a backlash later. You should make it clear sooner."
Ryan nodded, "You're right, I know."
"Okay, I'm going to change clothes, and I'll come down to the party later, hehe, I hope everyone's performance will be natural."
Ryan threw the luggage aside, squeezed in from the elders, squeezed in the middle and held Orston's hand. The helpless Orston looked at Ryan for help, and Ryan squeezed his hand comfortingly. Relatives and friends squeezed each other's eyes, look, how good the relationship between the two children is.
Being suitable for marriage is no better than free love. It takes a long time to develop a relationship to become intimate. Like Ryan and Auston, it is obviously the most special and perfect presentation.
Mother Paley let go of Orston's hand, walked to her husband's side and leaned on him. The two of them looked at each other and then looked at the two children standing in the middle. As parents, there is nothing better than seeing their children happy happy.
Standing beside the parents was Ryan's old grandmother. Due to her age, the old lady had become very short in height. She put her hands on the crutches and looked at Ryan and Oston with her mouth pursed. There were complicated emotions in her cloudy eyes.
E69 planting star is an industry handed down from the ancestors of Ryan's family. It was passed down to this generation by Ryan's parents. Ryan's uncle opened a fresh food supermarket in Newnes, directly supplying the crops and meat on E69. My uncle is engaged in breeding research, so he and his wife who is a gardener work part-time for my brother-in-law. Their daughter, Ryan's cousin, studies early childhood education and runs the only kindergarten on E69, teaching the children of the workers. Aunt Peggy lived here with her son Connor after she got divorced. Auntie is very good at making desserts. She taught people how to make desserts on Xingwang.com, earning a small income.
In addition to the relatives, there was also the family of father's friends, Uncle Potter and his wife Hailan. The two had no children yet, and they always regarded Ryan as their own children.
Seeing that Ryan has his own partner, the elders are very relieved.
The lively and festive music continued, and the elders quieted down amidst the sound of the music, looking at the protagonists of today's party, Ryan and Auston. Ryan held Auston's hand and solemnly introduced to his closest relatives, "Mom, Dad, grandma, I brought back my lover. His name is Auston, and he is Admiral Dalton, the general of the empire. We get along very happily, very happy, mom and dad, wish us well?"
General Dalton? !
Although Ryan emphasized his partner's name many times before and sent them many photos, his parents and other relatives never connected the smiling young man in the photo with the alienated general in the news.
The scene was silent.
In the silence, Auston clenched his hands nervously, pinching Ryan a little painfully but he never broke free. Feeling the sweat from Auston's palm, Ryan stood closer to him. Auston knew his problem, and once he was nervous, his face would not look very good. He tried hard to control himself, making his face look a little weird.
The silence didn't last long, and the old grandmother who hadn't made a sound since Ryan came back came out, duk duk duk, the sound of crutches falling on the ground seemed to hit everyone's hearts. The old grandmother staggered, and there was no special emotion on her weathered face. She walked up to Auston and looked up at the young man surnamed Dalton.
In the eyes of the old grandmother, Oston's heart sank. He was like a little soldier being inspected by his superiors. His anxiety was not enough to describe his mood at this moment. He held his breath, his hands and feet were stiff, as if he was afraid of being rejected, a chill slowly emerged from the bottom of his heart.
"Son, you are welcome to be a part of the family, and I wish you a happy wedding." After five or six seconds, the old grandmother let go of her crutches, opened her arms and lovingly embraced the nervous Auston, "Our family is small , It’s just an ordinary family, Ryan is a child with no capital, very easy to get along with, Oston, you are here, don’t dislike this place, and don’t dislike him for not being good enough.”
"No, no." Alston bent down and hugged the old grandmother, and said incoherently: "Grandma don't say that, Ryan is very good, meeting him is the greatest luck in my life, I like you very much, I like planting stars , I like an ordinary life. Please don’t treat me as a general. In life, I am just an ordinary person.”
He lowered his eyes, his thick eyelashes trembling slightly, covering the sourness in his eyes.
The old grandmother patted Oston's back gently with her old hands, "Good boy, as long as you are well, this home will always be open to you."
Ryan hugged Grandma and Oston from the side, "Grandma, we will be happy, thank you."
The oldest member of the family has already expressed his attitude, and the others are of course obedient, and the general is just a status. They accepted Auston from the bottom of their hearts as early as Ryan found his other half. Of course, this identity is too scary, just like the president of the empire walked into a tented house on a remote planet, the ordinary citizens will subconsciously be nervous, excited, and cautious, and don’t know where to put their hands and feet. How can they get along naturally with such a big official
The course is a bit esoteric, but fortunately, as long as you calm down, there is nothing you can't learn.
And Oston is very easy-going, with a warm smile, completely different from the high-ranking, alienated and indifferent general in the news. If it weren't for this, they wouldn't be able to connect the two after Ryan said his name and sent a photo .
After holding each other for a while, the old grandmother gave Ryan a reproachful look, "Where are there two people who are so similar and have the same name? They all said it was a coincidence, and they lied to themselves! Come on, child, grandma will give you a red envelope, I wish you all peace in the future and a happy union for a hundred years.”
The red red envelope with bronzing Double Happiness was delivered to Alston. It was the first time he received the red envelope, and he felt that the weight was very heavy.
Later, when her mother stepped forward, she was a little surprised, but not too shocked. With Ryan's previous background, they had already made some psychological preparations, but they just couldn't believe it. Giving Auston a hug full of mother's love, mother said with moist eyes: "You must be happy."
"Bless you." Dad was a little more restrained than his mother, but his eyes were still red. He didn't say much, and gave them a hug directly.
Mom and Dad also had red envelopes, and finally other relatives sent blessings, and the elders all gave red envelopes. Chinese culture has been very well passed down in Ryan's family, and they went to the bank to exchange banknotes that are rarely used in life and put them in, representing the love and recognition of relatives.
The party will not end, because it hasn't started yet. When Ryan and Auston go upstairs and change their clothes, they can continue. There will be a big meal and after-dinner leisure. It is a time for the family to bond and exchange information. Driven upstairs by his parents, Ryan led Auston to their room on the third floor. Before returning home, his parents told him that he had redecorated his room with the same style, that is, the study next door After opening up and being together, the bedroom has more space, and a baby room is separated. When the two of them have a child in the future, they can take care of the child nearby when they are still young.
"Oston, we're going home." Ryan pushed open the door and said to Oston with a smile.
Oston nodded, holding the red envelope, full of anticipation.
click.
After the crisp door opening sound, the off-white door was pushed open, and everything in the room slowly appeared in front of the two of them. The self-built house in the self-planting star, the land price is not valuable, the house can be built casually, and it can be as big as it wants. Ryan's room was originally very large, and the space became more spacious after some renovations. The glass floor-to-ceiling doors that occupy most of the wall are the first sight. When the sliding door is pushed halfway open, it leads to a three-meter-wide sunny balcony. Standing on the balcony, you can see the rippling water of the lake, and the coconut trees and palm trees standing quietly on the shore. , I saw the delicate pink sandy beach under the tree, it was dusk, and the bright red clouds were reflected on the calm and light pink lake, which indicated that tomorrow would be a sunny day.
A bright red double happiness was pasted on the floor-to-ceiling sliding door, and the white gauze curtain in front of the door was drooping, and the breeze blew, bringing the frivolous gauze curtain to shake slightly.
Inside, the walls are covered with pale gray wallpaper and hang some pieces from Lane's collection. A two-meter-wide large bed was placed against the wall. The dark blue quilt cover that belonged to Ryan's style was taken away and replaced with a festive red color. There were also many red dates, peanuts, longan, and lotus seeds on the bed. There are also happy words.
The whole room was filled with the breath of newlyweds.
Oston walked inside, sometimes standing in front of the bookshelf and looking at Ryan's collection of books, sometimes walking to the sliding door to look at Xizi in a daze, or standing by the bed and staring at the nuts on the bed, which he knew represented in Chinese culture "Give birth to a precious child early". Then he went to the cubicle, and seeing the environment inside, he suddenly opened his eyes wide, "Ryan, Ryan."
"Huh?" Ryan walked in, seeing the arrangement in the baby's room, couldn't help but tremble at the corners of his mouth, "This, it's too exaggerated."
"Fortunately, I like the photos."
There are some photos posted on the wall of the baby room. The photo synthesis technology used can synthesize the appearance of the future child of the couple. It existed in the ancient earth period, and the current technology is better. No accident, the future child will be this looks. Alston touched the photo lightly with his fingertips, as if he touched the little face of a child. He said, "I like it very much."
Ryan hugged him from behind, breathing on Orston's neck, "Let's work hard."
Auston nodded seriously, "Yeah!"
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The protagonist of the wedding party finally appeared, and the little Xiongxiong who appeared instead of the two of them did not put it away, but put it aside and leaned against each other, smiling and looking at everyone. On the big round table, the delicacy prepared by several men and women who are good at cooking dominates the attention of everyone. The most eye-catching thing is the roast chicken in the middle of the table. The chicken is not bad at all, it is full of delicious juice, and the mother's exclusive secret marinade does not steal the aroma of the chicken itself, but can also enhance the delicious level. The baby potatoes, carrots, and onions baked with the chicken release their own aromas while absorbing the marinade and the chicken, which is also very delicious.
The whole family sat together and ate very happily. Even Daifuku under the table had a plate with cooked chicken without seasoning. Daifuku was very happy to eat, with his tail flicking behind him. Shaking back and forth, meowing and meowing, look, where is the power of the B612 asteroid overlord Griffon, this whole cat with wings.
After the meal, take a short rest and have an after-dinner leisure-playing mahjong!
Uncle Potter yelled, "Come on, let's play mahjong. It doesn't matter if Oston knows it or not. It's easy to learn. We will teach you."
"No." Auston didn't have much entertainment in his previous life, and the occasional visit to the Emperor's Museum didn't count.
Uncle Potter has launched a mahjong table, he said: "That's okay, let Ryan take you, he can play mahjong with us when he was three years old, he will be able to play mahjong with us as soon as he gets started, he is a genius, when he is ten years old, we It's rare to beat him."
"Playing mahjong with Ryan is boring, you always lose." Cousin Connor took the lead to sit on the table, rolled up his sleeves and said, "For some fun, just block strawberries, and in the end you will eat as many strawberries as there are in front of you."
This is all aimed at Ryan. It is meaningless to win a lot of money. Gambling is not allowed. It is best to use food as a jackpot. You can eat as much as you win. In the end, the winner may not necessarily have the last laugh, hehe.
The last ones on the table were Uncle, Uncle Potter, Connor and the novice Oston, Oston brought the master, Ryan and him were counted as one. With Ryan participating, the result of the game is almost known from the beginning, after all, he has rich experience ==.
Playing cards in the living room, Mom and Dad are talking in the kitchen.
"Qin Yi, take the cheesecake out of the refrigerator and it's ready to eat." Like her sister, her mother, Perry, is also a culinary expert, and the various small desserts she makes are very delicious. Ryan learned from her.
Dad Qin Yi opened the refrigerator and took out the cheesecake, which was dotted with plump raspberries, "It looks delicious."
Mom sneered, "Which time did it not taste good?"
"Of course, my wife is the best." The gentleness in Ryan's eyebrows was inherited from his father, who is a considerate man who makes people feel kind.
Mother took out the knife to divide the cake, but when the knife was about to fall, she paused, and said with some concern: "It's really General Dalton, I'm really afraid that their status is not equal, and there will be many conflicts in the future. My little Ryan is a fool." Son, if you are sure about it, it will not change. Later, when he finds out that the status of the general is getting higher and higher, and he has always been a small soldier, will the gap in family status make him feel uncomfortable?"
"Pelli, what are you thinking? Our Ryan is not a fragile person. He will only work hard to be a man who can stand side by side with his wife, so that he will not feel sorry for himself."
Paley sighed, "I just think too much, and you are right. But Ryan is not smart."
Dad: "... Do you have any misunderstanding about your son?!" Dad has never met anyone who is better than his son.
My mother said: "Look at him, how many girls and boys liked him when he was in school, he couldn't tell any of them, and all the children came after him. He felt that he was here to buy agricultural and sideline products, and finally warmed up with him." I sent three or four eggs. I went to the kitchen when I distributed them, and I didn’t refute them. I happily made them. What do you say is not stupid? Oh, and when he was just born, he couldn’t cry or laugh , staring at the ceiling in a daze, he refused to take milk when he was fed, in a blink of an eye, he has grown up so much, maybe he will be a father soon.”
The mother is full of emotions, and she doesn't have to hold back her tears at all in front of her husband. The middle-aged woman who looks gentle and quiet on the outside is crying silently, not because of sadness, but because of the joy of her son growing up, "I just hope they are doing well."
"Yes, me too."
Amidst the crisp sound of mahjong blocks colliding, Ryan and Auston teamed up to almost let his cousin Connor win the game. Feed the cards, feed the cards, and feed the cards again. There are almost no strawberries on the plate at my cousin's hand.
Auston is more conscientious, his hands are still loose, and he didn't let his cousin win too badly. He is as smart as he has learned mahjong. Ryan is broken. I wish my cousin won the game today. Who asked him to write "Song of the Beacon" and arranged an unwarranted love for Emperor Anderson... After playing another card, Ryan suddenly looked at his cousin with burning eyes. , watching Connor's back tighten, the last time he was looked at by his cousin like this, he had been pulling radishes for ten days, and his hands were disabled.
With the smiles of brothers and sisters, Ryan suddenly stopped targeting Connor, and even wanted to win a few more for himself. He decided to provide some materials for "Song of the Beacon", such as the super luxurious toilet in the museum, how many people the emperor has secretly loved, and how many people have developed a relationship beyond friendship, such as being addicted to playing mahjong... Write whatever you want, Give my cousin a pen!
Ryan's hands loosened, and Connor, who was so angry that the sky cap almost flew up, didn't win any more, but he felt a chill behind him, and squinted his eyes to look at Ryan, fearing that the kid was holding back, but until the end of the game, Ryan didn't win again. What to do, is he thinking too much
Uncle's family, Uncle Potter and his wife don't live here. They live not far from here, and have a separate house.
"Playing cards with Ryan was crushed as always. This kid beat you in his card skills, Tyrell." The night was a bit cold, and the uncle who walked out was wearing a coat.
Uncle Potter spread his hands indifferently, "It should be, young people should be better than veterans, if they are not as good as us old guys, tsk tsk, there is no hope for the future."
"Haha, you say that like mahjong is related to future development."
"Of course, you can see that Emperor Anderson likes it so much. There is a world in Mahjong."
Their voices became farther and farther away, gradually becoming inaudible.
Aunt Peggy and Cousin Connor lived with Ryan's family. The old grandmother had already rested when she was asleep. My cousin had to code words after playing mahjong, so he rolled back to the room. Aunt Peggy and her mother cleaned up the kitchen. , Dad cleaned up the living room, Ryan and Auston helped, and they went back to their rooms after cleaning up.
Everyone's natural and friendly interaction made Oston feel no discomfort at all. He enjoyed the warm atmosphere of the family very much. Today is one of the happiest days in his life. He can curl the corners of his mouth even in his sleep and dreams.
Sitting on the fabric sofa in the room, Oston had a satisfied smile on his face, and he hadn't recovered from the family interaction. He looked at Ryan and asked curiously, "Uncle Potter's last name is Tyrell?"
"Well, because of this surname, my uncle was ostracized since he was a child. He was a wandering adventurer for a long time, and then he met Aunt Hailan and wanted to settle down." Ryan unbuttoned his shirt, slowly revealing his strong body. Body, "I remember when Uncle Potter brought Aunt Hailan here when I was seven or eight years old, and then stayed and worked in Planting Star all the time. It's their regret that they have no children."
"Tyrell . . . few people have that last name these days," Alston said.
In front of him, Ryan unbuttoned his cuffs and pulled off his belt. The white shirt was half hung on his body, and the button of the dark blue jeans had been unbuttoned, revealing a corner of the black underwear with white trim. Realizing what Ryan was doing, he looked calmly thinking about things.
"Tyrell's surname is associated with betrayal and villains, and he is discriminated against." Ryan gave up taking off his pants, and he sat next to Auston, sitting next to Auston, "But seven hundred years ago Who can tell clearly whether Tyrell is really a traitor? Only people of that era know. As a guard, he and the emperor have always advanced and retreated together. Bad things will write the whole process in the diary, and he is not out of his mind."
"Lyan..." Oston held Ryan's chest, and under his cool fingertips was the hot chest. He leaned back to avoid it embarrassedly, feeling the hem of his shirt being pulled out, and then a warm hand stretched out Go in, close to your own skin. The voice he called Ryan had become vain, and he held Ryan's hand through his clothes, his movements seemed to refuse and to hold back.
Ryan cheered himself up, don't repeat the old habit of not daring to do anything, and actively left one after another light kisses on Auston's body, "Happy newlyweds, the night is still long."
The frivolous gauze curtains shook intermittently, and inaudible ambiguous groans/groans came out from the gap in the sliding door and spread out in the wind. The light in this room is dimmed, but the light in the room on the second floor is bright until dawn. Single dogs have to work hard to rely on their hands...