The old ancestor also knew that Ye Wenrou was really angry. Because when she was angry, she was angry, and when she was not angry, she was not angry.
She was the person who hated pretending and hiding the most, and she had no need to do such boring things.
Seeing Ye Wenrou getting angry, the old ancestor found it even more interesting. He patted the seat beside him and said, "Come on, tell me how that boy is such an idiot."
Ye Wenrou hesitated, not knowing whether she should tell him the reason why she was angry.
The old ancestor was a little unhappy and said, "You are a heartless girl. How do I treat you normally? Why do you treat me like this? You can't even listen to a word I ask you?"
Ye Wenrou had no choice but to sit next to the old ancestor and recount some of the things she and Fang Yan had experienced when they went out.
The old man laughed so hard he fell backwards after hearing this and said, "This boy is really an idiot. It's just right to call him an idiot. What a stupid thing he did. He looks like a smart boy, but how come he doesn't understand women's minds at all?"
The ancestor also thought Fang Yan was quite an idiot.
Fenghuang questioned Fang Yan and Ye Wenrou's relationship. Why was he so eager to prove it to her
You hugged Ye Wenrou and told her that she was your girlfriend. What did Ye Wenrou think? What did you think of Ye Wenrou
Is she your capital to show off to your first love? Or is she a prop for you to act in front of your first love
Neither of them is what Ye Wenrou needs or likes.
She is Ye Wenrou!
She is Ye Wenrou!
If you like it, you like it. If you don’t like it, you don’t like it!
Friends are friends, and girlfriends are girlfriends!
No cover-up, no exaggeration.
Be frank and clean.
Besides, you were so anxious to prove it - you failed to prove that Ye Wenrou was your girlfriend, you just proved that you cared about Fenghuang's attitude.
If you care about Fenghuang's attitude, then you will ignore Ye Wenrou's attitude.
How could Ye Wenrou not be angry
Thinking that Fang Yan actually dared to treat herself as a substitute, Ye Wenrou was so angry that she wanted to beat that guy up.
If she didn't feel so pitiful for the sight of him lying in the snow telling his story of a broken heart, she thought she would really do that.
She hesitated for a long time and wanted to ask: Do you want to die
The final question was "What is ice fishing?" which does not require any technical skills.
She was such an intelligent woman, could she not imagine what ice fishing was from the literal meaning? The funny thing was that the idiot actually explained it to her all the way, and his expression was so serious.
The old man held Ye Wenrou's hand, panting with laughter, and said, "Oh, my son, our little girl has never been bullied like this before - that boy, if he dares to come to my house again, I will break his legs. What the hell is he doing -"
Square house. Living room.
Fang Yan said proudly to his mother Lu Wan: "We had a very happy chat. We caught birds together, had a meal and drank wine together, and took a walk together. I walked her to the door of their house -"
Fang Yan and Ye Wenrou agreed to take a walk in the snow, and the eyes of the entire Yanziwu were attracted to them, either explicitly or implicitly.
Everyone knew that the Fang family and the Ye family did not get along, and the annual competition between the two families was the best proof. An even better proof was that the Ye family's little girl, Ye Wenrou, had never shown mercy to Fang Yan from the Fang family.
But this time Fang Yan came back and suddenly visited the Ye family with gifts, and asked Ye Wenrou to go out for a walk, which aroused many people's speculation. What was going on
The Ye family was naturally paying attention. Fang Yan was pulled over by his mother for questioning as soon as he came back.
"Did you go to kowtow to the ancestors?" Lu Wan asked uncertainly.
"Yes." Fang Yan said. "The old man is eating a cucumber. It seems that his teeth are very good."
"Miss Yeh -- why did she agree to go for a walk with you?"
Fang Yan was stunned for a moment, thinking, Mom doesn't believe in her son's charm, right? Isn't it normal for me to ask a little girl out for a walk? What's there to doubt
"Maybe it's because we have a good relationship." Fang Yan said. "She has beaten me for so many years, so she treats me differently from others."
"That's true." Lu Wan nodded. "Didn't you really fight this time?"
"No fight." Fang Yan had to repeat this sentence again, saying: "I went to their Ye family to thank them, why should I fight? Through today's communication, my relationship with Ye Wenrou has made great progress. She is a little different from what I knew before -"
Fang Yan recalled her sad expression when she saw the flock of birds desperately hitting the net and the young birds refused to leave for a long time, and said, "She is very kind."
He touched his still aching nose and added, "Of course, most of the perceptions are still the same. She is still as brutal and violent as before, and likes to beat people for no apparent reason."
Fang Yixing pretended to walk into the living room accidentally, glanced at Fang Yan, and asked, "Have you seen Uncle Ye?"
"I saw it." Fang Yan said. The uncle of the Ye family that his father mentioned was Ye Daowen, the eldest of the three Ye family tigers. The eldest was devoted to cultivation and his skills were unfathomable. The second eldest, Ye Daoxuan, worked in the military and was a very powerful official in the General Staff Headquarters. The third eldest, Ye Daoling, was mainly engaged in economic research and was a core figure in the Yanhuang think tank around the prime minister.
This is the origin of the name of the Ye family's three tigers, and it is also the reason why the Ye family has a superior status in Yanziwu. The three tigers are extremely filial people, and the father and uncles of the three tigers are also filial people. Therefore, the ancestor is really like an ancestor in the Ye family. Generally, no one objects to what she says. She dotes on Ye Wenrou, and Ye Wenrou is the apple of the Ye family's eye.
Of course, even if she didn't favor Ye Wenrou, Ye Wenrou was still the apple of the Ye family's eye. As the number one young man in the inner world, this title was still very beneficial to the Ye family.
She has achieved something at such a young age, who knows where she will go in the future
"What did he say?" Fang Yixing asked.
"After chatting for a while, I was asked to go in and kowtow to the ancestors. So I went in." Fang Yan said with a smile. Of course, some steps were omitted in the middle.
"He asked you to kowtow to the ancestors on his own initiative?" A gleam of light flashed in Fang Yixing's eyes.
"Yes." Fang Yan nodded.
Fang Yixing smiled with satisfaction and said, "Go visit the old man more often. And ask Miss Ye for advice. She is stronger than you, and she reached that level earlier than you. She will always be of great help to you."
Fang Yan nodded seriously and said, "I will."
Fang Yixing knew that his son really had nothing that needed his advice, so he walked into the study again with a book in hand, his steps brisk.
Fang Yan looked at Lu Wan and said with a smile: "I'll go check on the old drunkard to see if he has woken up."
Lu Wan slapped Fang Yan on the head and said, "You also called me an old drunkard?"
"I'm used to it." Fang Yan said with a smile. "If I don't call him an old drunkard, he probably won't be used to it."
Lu Wan sighed softly and said, "He's having a hard time. I'll ask the kitchen to make some food and send it over. You can have a few drinks with him."
Perhaps because the land in Yanziwu is not valuable, every household in Yanziwu lives in a large courtyard. The courtyard is divided into the front yard and the back yard. The front yard is small and exquisite, while the back yard is wide and dense.
The backyards of some houses are like a maze, where many important or unimportant people live.
There is an independent courtyard near the back door of Fang Yan's backyard. That courtyard is where the old drunkard lives.
The aroma of wine can be smelled even before one gets close.
The smell of alcohol mixed with the cold air and entered the body through the nostrils, filling the heart and lungs with the strong smell of burning beans.
The yard was filled with large vats, each filled with roasted knives.
The old drunkard only drinks Shaodaozi, and only drinks the Shaodaozi that he brews himself.
Fang Yan asked him the reason, and he said he had no money to buy money. Fang Yan didn't believe his nonsense. No matter how poor the Fang family was, they couldn't afford to supply him with dozens of kilograms of Shaodaozi every day. He must be afraid that the Shaodaozi outside was formaldehyde mixed with water, which would cause poisoning to his body. Fang Yan once again realized that food safety issues cannot be ignored. Even these martial arts masters are afraid of being poisoned to death.
The gate of the courtyard is not closed and it will never be closed.
Anyone can enter, but few people are willing to enter.
You have to drink when you come in, this is the rule of the old drunkard.
Of course, he only drinks with people he likes. This is also the rule of the old drunkard.
Therefore, in the end, the only people who could enter this yard were Fang Yan, Ye Wenrou, Yingxiong Haohan and a few others.
Fang Yan pushed the door open and walked in. A tall figure was standing in front of the wine jar, slowly stirring the liquid inside with a spoon.
Waves of wine aroma wafted out, with an intoxicating taste of grain and alcohol.
The man was wearing a robe of unclear color, with long hair draped over his shoulders. He was thin, but he didn't look frail.
Without shoes or socks, he stood barefoot in the snow in the yard.
Wearing wide robes with big sleeves, drinking barefoot, with long hair draped over the shoulders, and being gentle and elegant, these were the iconic features of Mo Xiaodi, the number one man in the inner world at that time.
Everyone in Yanziwu knew that Bai Xiu dressed like that to imitate Mo Qingdi, because Mo Qingdi was Bai Xiu's idol.
Many people say that Bai Xiu has mastered 70% of Mo Qingdi's essence, but Fang Yan, who knows Mo Qingdi well, feels that Bai Xiu only has the form but not the spirit.
Mo Qingdi's every move was casual and natural, while Bai Xiu's words and deeds always gave people a feeling of being awkward and stiff.
Of course, this does not rule out the possibility that Fang Yan has always been hostile to Bai Xiu.
"Coming?" asked the old drunkard.
"Coming." Fang Yan replied. This was the question and answer he would have with the old drunkard every time he came.
"Please have a drink." said the old drunkard.
He lifted the spoon in his hand, and a galaxy rose from the vat and rushed towards Fang Yan.
The aroma of wine is rich and the knife's intent is heavy.
Burn the knife, burn the knife, sometimes it is really as sharp as a knife.
Fang Yan's expression became solemn. (To be continued)