Shan Qixin eventually took the program crew's car home.
After all, he was the protagonist of the show, so it didn't matter that Shan Qihuan and Shen Yuhan were far away. However, when Shan Qixin realized that he was forgotten by the couple, he was unhappy when he returned home and started mumbling beside them.
"How could you forget?"
"I'm carrying the vegetables in the back."
"What on earth do you two think? Third brother, I don't know if I am your brother or not, but you forget me when I am so old."
Shan Qihuan peeled chestnuts for Shen Yuhan and said, "You're back now, aren't you? You're not a child. You don't need us to watch you. Besides, you're the main character of the show. We're just incidental. We're not important."
"You can't just say you don't remember." Shan Qixin got angry just thinking about it, "I waited for you in the store for almost half an hour."
"I don't forget. I called you." Shan Qihuan felt a little guilty.
"Yes, we fought, and you are all home!" Shan Qixin was attacking crazily.
Shen Yuhan came out of the kitchen and brought out two bowls of sweet-scented osmanthus and water chestnut soup: "Please give me some bowls, uncle, calm down, we are not enemies anymore."
He couldn't say what he had just said to his sister-in-law. After drinking a sip of water chestnut syrup, his anger immediately subsided.
"Humph, I think it's all my third brother's fault. Sister-in-law, you have been led astray."
Shan Qihuan no longer wanted to talk to him. His wife was being concerned about him: "Don't you want to drink?"
Shen Yuhan said: "It's over there. I'll bring it to you first."
Shan Qihuan didn't want to listen to his brother's nagging anymore: "I'll go get it for you." He pushed Shen Yuhan to his seat, "You drink from my bowl."
Shen Yuhan nodded: "Okay."
Now it was Shan Qixin's turn not to talk. This sweet-scented osmanthus and water chestnut syrup was quite delicious. He said with emotion, "I won't be able to drink this syrup when I join the crew in a while."
"If you want to eat it when you go home, I'll make it for you." Shen Yuhan said confidently.
"Oh, that's right." Shan Qixin felt comfortable listening to his sister-in-law's gentle words.
At noon, Shen Yuhan cooked noodles for the three of them. After they ate, Shan Qi, the new owner, went to wash the dishes.
He has to cook a table of dishes in the evening, but this plan has affected his usual life. He just does what he has to do. But today there is someone who listens to his music and watches him write calligraphy and paint.
It's rare for Shan Qihuan to rest at home, but today there are so many people at home that he is a little uncomfortable.
Today the program crew wanted to shoot in Shen Yuhan’s study, but was rejected by Shan Qihuan. They are not the real protagonists, so they should shoot Shan Qixin instead.
He lay on Shen Yuhan's small couch, crossed his legs, and felt comfortable: "I thought the small couch you bought would be very useful. It's really suitable for taking a nap. Shen Yuhan, come here and sleep with me for a while."
"Don't you want to listen to the piano?"
"You've been busy since you got up this morning, so why don't you take a break? Stay with me for a while."
Shen Yuhan sat up from the piano table, turned towards Shan Qihuan, and was pulled into her husband's arms and held tightly.
"Honey, isn't it hot?"
"It's not hot. By the way, let me ask you something."
"Hmm? Go ahead."
"Why did you say yesterday that you have an older brother? I remember your dad seemed to have brothers or something like that." Shan Qihuan thought, if Shen Yuhan had such a good brother, why would he have such a trustworthy relative around him now.
He became more and more curious about Shen Yuhan's past, because he could not find out anything from what he said.
Shen Yuhan was a little sleepy at first, and when he asked her this, her scalp tightened and her eyes flickered. She was about to lie about the past that she had no intention of telling: "They were my neighbor brothers when I was a child. They are also my family members. They treat me very well."
Shan Qihuan didn't mean to doubt him, but asked casually: "Oh, but why don't you two keep in touch?"
Shen Yuhan turned his back to Shan Qihuan and found a reason that Shan Qihuan could accept, saying, "Their family went abroad a long time ago, and we didn't get in touch again later. When I think back on it occasionally, it's a good memory, so I told you."
Shan Qihuan was a little sleepy, half-closed his eyes and said: "Okay, when you miss home in the future, just think of me, but don't think of other men, we are not blood relatives."
Shen Yuhan chuckled: "You are jealous too."
Shan Qihuan kissed his earlobe and said, "You are right, nonsense."
Shen Yuhan shrank his neck. He was grateful for his husband's unconditional trust in him. He felt guilty for not telling him that he came from ancient times.
He didn't want to change the subject, so he remained silent. Then he heard Shan Qihuan's steady breathing.
Too tired to fall asleep
He pinched Shan Qihuan's fingers on his waist and rubbed them gently. Shan Qihuan's hands became more and more relaxed. Shen Yuhan did not wake up no matter how hard he rubbed him. He must have been sleeping very deeply.
The air conditioner in the room was blowing a gentle cool breeze. Shen Yuhan hooked the blanket next to her with her feet and covered them both with it, then fell asleep soundly on her husband's strong chest.
When Shan Qihuan woke up in the afternoon, his wife was no longer on the couch, leaving only the blanket with the faint jasmine scent of his wife.
He folded the blanket, his mind gradually became clearer, and his temples were no longer tense. It had been a long time since he had such a deep nap.
He actually knew that Shen Yuhan was hiding something from him. The past he talked about didn't seem to fit in with his family background. He wanted to get to the bottom of it, but after thinking about it, he decided to give up. He was willing to wait, and was actually a little afraid of knowing something.
Shan Qihuan picked up his muted cell phone that had been placed on the table, sent a message to Qu Zhu, and then went downstairs.
The downstairs was livelier than ever. In addition to the people from the program crew, his second sister came over and was talking to Shan Qixin.
He didn't understand why his second sister came over at this time: "Second sister."
Shan Qibing immediately solved his doubts: "It's a rare day that you are free. Your brother-in-law has taken the children back to their grandmother's house. Come over and have dinner."
Perhaps because of the blood bond, he and Shan Qibing have always gotten along peacefully, but he lacks the intimacy he has with Shan Qixin.
"Where's my brother?"
"He is busy with household chores and will come over later."
Since the program crew was there, Shan Qihuan didn't ask too much: "You talk to Shan Qixin first, I'll go into the kitchen to help." He began to roll up his sleeves.
Shan Qibing looked at him and teased him, "You are kind enough to care for me now."
As soon as he finished speaking, Shan Qixin immediately went back to what happened in the morning: "Second sister, let me tell you, you know how hateful Third Brother was this morning..."
Shan Qihuan immediately quickened his pace and went into the kitchen. His wife was chopping meat with two knives: "It smells so good. What are you going to make?"
Shen Yuhan stopped chopping the meat and said, "Hubby, I'm making braised lion's head meat. You're here just in time. Help me chop it."
"Well, what do you want to do?" Shan Qihuan did not refuse.
Shen Yuhan pointed to the box of seafood that Shan Qibing had sent over at noon, which included fish, crabs and shrimps: "We need to deal with these first. When will Dad and Big Brother arrive?"
Shan Qihuan said, "I don't know, but dinner starts at six o'clock, so I'll definitely be there."
Shen Yuhan looked at the lively fish and said, "Then I'll make some light dishes. The elderly probably don't like greasy food." He was smart and didn't mention the fact that Dan Feng had just had surgery not long ago in front of the camera.
"Okay, what can I do for you?" Shan Qihuan didn't really want to chop meat, because this kind of work always fell on him.
"I'll tell you later. Please help me chop the meat first." Shen Yuhan looked at him and smiled, "Hubby, don't be lazy."
Afterwards, Shan Qixin and Shan Qibing came in to help after they finished talking. The four of them worked together very quickly. Some washed the vegetables, some prepared the condiments, and some peeled the beans. It couldn't be faster.
About an hour before dinner was about to start, cold dishes were placed on the table one after another, followed by hot dishes.
The kitchen is always filled with mouth-watering aroma.
Finally, the dish was done, and Shen Yuhan finally breathed a sigh of relief. It had been a long time since he had cooked so many dishes. Seeing that all the dishes on the table were made by herself, she was in a very good mood. It was the best thing to be able to help her husband.
Shan Qixin actively ran back and forth between the kitchen and the dining room, helping to serve the dishes and prepare the bowls and chopsticks.
Shan Qihuan went to his wine cabinet and took out a bottle of wine.
After a while, the doorbell rang.
Shan Xifeng and Shan Qiyuan came in one after another.
After changing his shoes, he went straight to the restaurant: "I could smell the chicken soup that Yu Han made as soon as I walked in."
Shen Yuhan poked his head out of the kitchen door: "Dad, you're here?"
"You are amazing. You prepared this table of dishes by yourself."
"It's not just me who prepared it, it's the four of us who prepared it together." It's rare for so many people to come to the family, so he didn't act pretentiously and smiled. Regardless of what everyone was thinking, he was really happy now.
Shan had already been sent to Shan Qihuan by Shan Xifeng. From a righteous point of view, Shen Yuhan could not possibly hate her. He had reason to do so.
"Oh, so all of you have never touched water before."
"That can't be possible. Every time I come here I help. I don't eat for free."
"You kid." Shan Qiyuan laughed, "Are you hinting that I don't want to help?"
Shan Qixin interrupted and the atmosphere became better.
It seemed that the four siblings had never eaten together with Dan Feng alone before, but today they were able to do so thanks to Shen Yuhan.
Everyone sat down and Shan Qixin quietly poured wine for everyone.
Shen Yuhan looked at the wine glass in front of him, which was different from others, and looked at Shan Qihuan with a bit of resentment: "Where's mine?"
"You dare to drink?" Shan Qihuan looked at him steadily.
Shen Yuhan's face turned red. Thinking of how Dabai was sent to the police station by a passerby, everyone laughed.
Apparently, everyone knew about this.
Shen Yuhan had no choice but to give up the idea of tasting the wine: "Okay, if you don't want to drink it, then don't drink it."
At the dinner table, Shan Xiaofeng didn't preach any great principles to everyone. Everyone ate seriously. When they had almost finished eating, everyone started chatting casually. The eldest brother and second sister both had children, so they talked about their children. Shan Xiaofeng actually joined in, after all, he was his grandson.
What’s surprising is that Shen Yuhan also joined the topic without any sense of incongruity.
The second sister mentioned that her child had a cough recently due to the change of seasons. Shen Yuhan told her: "Second sister, you can try some food supplements, such as stewed pigeon with apricot water and pear. When I had a cough before, my family would stew this for me to drink, and I stopped coughing in two days."
Shan Qibing had indeed been troubled by her child's cough recently. She had tried every possible method, but there was no improvement: "Okay, I'll go home and try."
"I'll write an answer for you and you just follow it." Shen Yuhan went to get a pen and paper to write an answer.
He used a modern simple brush. If you didn't look closely, you wouldn't notice that the tip was soft, but it felt different when he used it than when he used a signature pen. After he finished writing on the piece of paper, he handed it to Shan Qibing.
Shan Qibing stared at the paper for a while and said, "Your handwriting is really beautiful."
Shan Xifeng reached out to her and asked for it: "Let me take a look too." After reading it, he nodded, "Yuhan, I see you often write for Old Man Jiang and others, why don't you write one for me too."
At this time, Shen Yuhan had no reason to refuse, so the program crew came over to discuss with them and asked him if he could demonstrate his writing on the spot.
Shen Yuhan said yes.
Shan Qihuan secretly glanced at Shan Xifeng. His wife must be so tired to perform calligraphy. After this show, he will hide from his wife and never write for anyone again. Humph.
After everything was ready, Shen Yuhan asked Shan Feng: "Dad, what do you want to write?"
Shan Feng thought for a moment and said, "A harmonious family brings prosperity."
Shen Yuhan couldn't say anything bad, of course, he knew what Shan Feng was thinking, and he was sure that her husband and the others also understood it.
Just write it.
Shan Qihuan was grinding ink for him beside him. Shen Yuhan selected the most suitable brush for him, dipped it in the ink, picked up the brush and wrote "A harmonious family brings prosperity", and he finished it in one breath without pausing in between.
He didn't know how others viewed his handwriting, but he knew that his pen strokes and pen strength had changed. His previous handwriting was a little soft and angular, and his elder brother always said that he lacked the right degree of perfection. Now when he looked at his own handwriting, it seemed that it was finally perfect, and it was different from before, probably with a little more vigor and confidence.
He signed.
The director took a group photo with their family.
After the filming of the three-day program was completed, the production crew thanked them and left.
Everything seemed to be back to normal, but something was different.
Shan Qibing said that she had to go home first. She pointed at the box given by Shen Yuhan and went home to stew pigeon meat.
Shan Xifeng drank the tea made by Shen Yuhan, sat for a while, and said, "Old Third, where is the study? I want to tell you something."
They had never talked before Shan Qihuan took over the Shan family, but now they had to talk to him alone, which was quite exciting.
This time, Shan Qiyuan sat leisurely in the living room and talked to Shan Qixin.
Shen Yuhan avoided it and went to her own greenhouse.
She returned to the house only when her husband came out.
After sending everyone off, the house became quiet. Shen Yuhan was so tired that she fell into her husband's arms: "Hubby, cooking is so tiring."
Shan Qihuan gently rubbed his arm: "Don't do this again in the future."
Shen Yuhan chuckled: "But I'm happy doing it."
Shan Qihuan looked into his clear eyes, knowing that he was not lying, and lowered his head to kiss his eyes: "Thank you."
"I told you not to thank me." Shen Yuhan pulled his head down and kissed the corner of his mouth.
Shan Qihuan smiled softly, and his wife took the initiative: "Okay, you're welcome."
The next day.
Shan Qihuan was in the car heading to the company, and Qu Zhu was there too.
Qu Zhu said, "Boss, I have asked someone about the matter you asked me to investigate yesterday."
Shan Qihuan asked him: "How is it?"
Qu Zhu forwarded the information to him: "We found Mr. Shen's former neighbors, but none of them moved abroad. There was only one man who studied abroad for two years after graduating from college. But his age doesn't match. He is in his thirties and has already started a family."
Shan Qihuan frowned: "Could it be from a long time ago?"
Qu Zhu: "It's not entirely possible, but the residents of that old house are all locals, and everyone knows each other well. It should be true that this person exists. How about I investigate further? Maybe a relative of a family has lived there for a while?"
Shan Qihuan shook his head: "Forget it, no need to check."
Shen Yuhan sounded so sincere, why would he make up a story to lie to him