As the new year is approaching, Yu Zhen decides to return to his hometown to celebrate the New Year and take a short break.
He returned the two-bedroom apartment that had not been rented for a long time, and then transferred to the nursery to transfer all the flowers to his peers. The nursery’s lease contract was concluded. Yu Zhen took a small deposit and luggage and rented a taxi overnight. Back to the Taoist temple.
The snow that night had disappeared without a trace, and the white paper sprinkled on the day of the funeral was scattered on the ground of Guannei. With the dim light of a small light bulb, Yu Zhen turned on the stove and heated the pot of hot water, and began to clean.
Although Taoist temple is small, it has all five internal organs. After Yu Zhen cleaned all the Taoist temples up and down, the horizon was white.
He was so tired and sweaty. He didn't sleep all night, but he felt very energetic. The cold feeling that had been haunting him during this period of time has disappeared without a trace. The limbs are so light that he can feel that he can just jump on the spot. Fly.
"Grandpa, are you blessing me."
He laughed and said something, hung the rag on the edge of the bucket, looked up at the portrait of the old man, and shook his head, bent over, lifted the bucket and went around the backyard.
Grandpa Yu is very sloppy in eating and dressing. Two sets of robes have been stitched and patched for decades. Steamer steamed buns can be used for half a month. He sleeps on a wooden bed covered with old cotton wool. Except for winter, there are three in all seasons. All seasons take a cold shower.
Moreover, he is very stubborn, unwilling to move the bricks and tiles in the Taoist temple, almost stubbornly maintaining the "original" appearance of the Taoist temple.
After making money, Yu Zhen once wanted to help the old man renovate the Taoist temple. Without making major changes, he just reconnected the wires, repaired the kitchen, and installed an electric water heater to make the old man live more comfortably.
But the old man quit, and almost drove him out of the house for this matter.
Thinking of the past, Yu Zhen was a little lost. He didn't wake up until the firewood in the stove made a "beep" sound. Seeing that the water in the pot had already boiled, he hurriedly put down the dry wood he was about to put in, got up and took a bath. The big wooden barrel used, began to fill hot water.
There is no water heater, no bathroom heater, no decent bathroom, and the kitchen door may even leak air, but Yu Zhen does not feel cold at all when he is soaking in the tub.
He suddenly understood his grandfather's stubbornness. In this little Taoist temple that was almost isolated from the world, although life was a bit harder, the sense of satisfaction was very easy to get.
It was just a hot bath after a hard winter night, and he actually felt that he was already very happy.
After taking a shower, his body completely relaxed. He went to the small vegetable field in the backyard, picked a handful of green vegetables, and turned back to the kitchen to give himself a bowl of green vegetable noodles.
After filling his stomach, he finally felt a little sleepy. Regardless of whether it was appropriate to sleep during the day or insomnia at night, he followed his mind and yawned to the room he shared with his grandfather, made the bed and went in, smelling the air. The smell of scented candles is always on, I close my eyes and fall asleep.
In the hospital, Yin Yan opened his eyes, his eyes were so clear that he didn't seem to have just woke up. Looking at a certain point in the void, his fingers moved slightly: "Go, as a reward for borrowing your body, I have accepted your request."
A wisp of breeze rolled around the window with nostalgia until the door of the ward was pushed open, and a middle-aged couple and a teenager appeared behind the door, and "he" rolled over the curtains and disappeared between the heavens and the earth.
Yin Le felt that her eyes were dazzled, and she actually wanted to cry when she saw the curtains moving without wind.
"Xiao Yan!"
A smartly dressed woman with short hair walked quickly to the bed. She was always strong and didn't like to cry. She suddenly shed tears. She sat down on the bed and held the pale and thin hand of her elder son. Her expression was calm but her tears could not stop. live.
She thought she was a little strange, but seeing that both her younger son and her husband couldn't help crying, she blamed the strangeness on her mother's nature.
No matter how strong a woman is, she will inevitably lose control of her emotions when she sees her son who has walked through the gate of ghosts.
No one spoke, and only a family of three were crying in the ward at a time.
Yin Yan turned his eyes and scanned the three of them one by one, and the fate they should have appeared in front of them-the eldest son died, the mother blamed herself for guilt, worried about being overly ill, his father was furious and painful, and took revenge at all costs on the woman who killed the eldest son. In the end, the family declined, the mother died young, the father went to jail, and the youngest son was depressed for life.
He bowed his eyebrows, restrained his discomfort and held the mother's hand, then sat up and said in a low voice, "I'm fine."
His voice was not loud, but the three people who were crying all calmed down. They only felt that these words had hit the bottom of their hearts directly, and all the panic in their hearts would fade away.
The crying gradually ceased, Qiu Feiqian was the first to clean up his emotions and wipe away the tears. He leaned forward and pressed the corner of his son who was lying on the bed. Come over and give me an explanation to the Yin family, but Han Ya, who was slightly injured, didn't even show her face, Xiao Yan, no matter what you persuade this time, my mother must teach the Han family a lesson!"
"Feiqian." Yin Hexiang called his wife, worried that her remarks would irritate her son who was seriously injured.
No one in the circle knows that Yin Yan, the elder of the Yin family, has a bitter and unrequited love for Han Ya, the only daughter of the Han family. When encountering Han Ya, there are almost no bottom lines and principles. However, Han Ya devotes himself to the Wu family. The only son Wu Xuan was just fishing for Yin Yan as a spare tire.
As parents, they have persuaded and beaten the eldest son for this matter, but it is useless. Yin Yan is like being poured with ecstasy by Han Ya, desperately in front of Han Ya's spare tire, and cannot tolerate others. Said that Han Ya was not good at all, and still loved the house and Wu, and treated the Han family very preferentially.
Although helpless and distressed, they can only compromise in the face of a child with a strain.
"It's useless to call me!"
After almost experiencing the pain of losing her son, Qiu Feiqian was no longer willing to compromise. He said in hatred, "I have two sons like this. This time, Han Ya tossed Xiaoyan half his life. What about the next time? Continue like this, Xiao Sooner or later, Yan will have to confess to Han Ya! I will leave the words here today. Anyone in this world can enter the door of my Yin family, even a dog or a cat, but Han Ya can't do it!"
She was really angry, scared, panicked, and she spoke more and more freely.
"Xiaoyan, don't blame your mother for being tyrannical. If you still want to focus on that Han Ya in the future, then I would rather not have your son! Don't call me mother again!"
The family atmosphere of the Yin family has always been harmonious. Although Qiu Feiqian has a bit of a knife-mouthed tofu, he has never said such cruel words in front of his two sons.
Yin Hexiang was shocked when he heard that, afraid that his wife would be angry with him, and even more afraid of stimulating his elder son. He hurriedly stepped forward to hold his wife's shoulders, opened his mouth and prepared to persuade, but was preempted by Yin Yan, who had been silent all the time.
"Mother." A slightly jerky tone, a calm and deserted voice, but with a strange comfort: "A guest is here."
A cool voice gently brushed his cheeks like a breeze, Qiu Feiqian's emotion of rushing to the head disappeared like smoke, turning his head and looking towards the wide open door of the ward.
Han Ya, who was about to leave quietly, stiffened when she heard the words, and felt that Yin Yan’s voice sounded differently from before, but this thought only passed in a flash. She bit her lip tightly, remembering what Yin’s mother had just said, and felt again in her heart. Embarrassed and wronged.
She didn't even think about the car accident. Although the accident was caused by her drunk and robbing the steering wheel, is Yin Yan not responsible at all
She was very grateful that Yin Yan saved her, but Mother Yin shouldn't say that to her, she also has self-esteem.
"Who is outside?"
Qiu Feiqian had poor patience. Seeing that there was indeed a figure in the hallway, but no one had come in, he couldn't help raising his voice and asked.
The figure in the corridor moved, and then Han Yagao appeared at the door with a slender figure.
She did not come in either, but stood outside the door with red eyes, looking at Yin Yan who was sitting on the hospital bed, and whispered: "Yan..."
Qiu Feiqian's heart just dropped and the fire came up. He walked to the door in three or two steps, raised his hand to her face and slapped her violently, and said angrily: "You are not worthy to call my son! Han Ya, I will tell you, from now on. You quarreled with that Wu Xuan and wanted to drink or commit suicide. Find a clean place for yourself, don't come and recruit my son! Get out! You are not welcome here!"
No one expected this slap. Han Ya was stunned. She covered her face in disbelief and looked at Qiu Feiqian with hatred expression in front of her. Her shoulders trembled, tears in her pretty Xing eyes, and she turned to the hospital bed again. Yin Yan looked over.
"I forgive you about the car accident."
Yin Yan spoke calmly when she looked over.
Han Ya's face was happy, Qiu Feiqian's head was stunned, and turned to look at him with a hatred of iron and steel, and said in pain, "Xiao Yan!"
"I owe it in this life, and I will have to pay it back in the next life." Yin Yan looked away, her pale and slender fingers were crossed and placed on her abdomen, her face was bathed in the morning sun, and she didn't know if it was an illusion. , His supposedly shallow pupil color suddenly became as dark as night, making people unable to help but look again.
"Let's go, don't show up in front of the Yin family again, they will be unhappy."
Yin Hexiang was greatly surprised, but he didn't expect the eldest son to say this.
Yin Le suddenly remembered the phrase "Okay" that elder brother said inexplicably when he was at the entrance of the hospital that day. There was a flash in his mind and he blurted out and asked, "Big brother, did you agree to what I asked you that day?"
Yin Yan looked at him and nodded.
"Big Brother, you are great!"
Yin Le almost jumped up with joy, couldn't help but rushed to the hospital bed, took out an orange from the fruit basket, and said happily, "Brother, this orange is so sweet, I'll peel it for you!"
Qiu Feiqian was stunned for a short time and then quickly returned to his senses, the pain on her face disappeared, and he was replaced by happiness and relief.
She looked back at Han Ya, who seemed to be stunned by her son’s chasing orders. She only felt that the bad breath that had been held in her heart for many years finally dissipated. She stepped sideways to block Han Ya’s gaze while looking at the bed, and said with a sneer: "Pretend to be pitiful. It’s not always useful, Han Ya, go back and tell your parents that you almost killed my son and I’ll settle the bill with them."
After speaking, ignoring Han Ya's horrified gaze, he took a step back and slammed the door firmly.
boom!
Yin Yan retracted his gaze from the window, loosened his fingers, clicked on the quilt, raised his eyes to look at Yin Hexiang, who should be the head of the family, and asked earnestly: "This world... If you want to conclude a marriage contract here, What do I need to prepare?"
Yin Hexiang was taken aback when he heard the words.
Sign a marriage contract? What kind of old saying is this? Wait, why did my son suddenly mention this? Is it true that his awakening just now was false? Still thinking of that Han Ya in my heart
Qiu Feiqian, who turned and walked back, obviously thought about it with him. He frowned and opened his mouth to persuade him again, but was interrupted by the young son who was already in a super-speeding mood.
"Conclude a marriage contract? Brother, you mean to get a marriage certificate. You only need a hukou to get the certificate. The trouble is to get married... Wait, why did you suddenly ask about this, don't you, you..."
Halfway through Yin Le's words, he realized that something was wrong, Feiyang stuck in a good mood, and swallowed dryly, fearing that he would poke his elder brother's fragile nerve called unrequited love again. As soon as he turned his words, his tongue knotted and tentatively asked. Said: "Brother, are you, are you a favorite marriage partner?"
Yin Yan nodded lightly, and Yin Le gasped at the sight, only to feel that the sky was about to collapse again.
Qiu Feiqian finally couldn't help taking a step forward, and said categorically: "Xiao Yan, I won't allow you to be with Han Ya, it's impossible in this life!"
Yin Hexiang held his wife comfortably, although he didn't say a word, he still had disapproval in his eyes.
Knowing what he wanted to know, Yin Yan's hands were loosened and clasped together again. He glanced over the three people who were obviously wanting to be tilted, and shook his head: "My favorite marriage partner is not Han Ya, but a... little gardener."
When he said the last three words, his voice suddenly lowered, faintly with a trace of gentleness, but it was a pity that the bewildered family of three didn't hear it at all.
They looked at each other, confused.
Little gardener? who
Looking at Qingxu's back mountain, Yu Zhen, carrying a basket on his back, stopped under a peach tree blossoming very splendidly, with curious eyes.
Didn't the peach blossom bloom in March and April? Why did this tree bloom at the end of December and mutated