flash wedding diary

Chapter 29

Yan Shouzhen had already rushed over, squeezed Yan Shouli away forcefully, held me in his arms, took out a tissue to rub my nose, and asked, "Are you all right?"

I shook my head quickly, as long as I stayed away from the allergens, the irritation on my nose would disappear.

Yan Shouli behind Yan Shouzhen said angrily, "Brother, I'm the one who has something to do, right?"

I am very embarrassed.

Yan Shouzhen didn't even look at him, and said calmly, "Really? Why didn't I know?" Regardless of Yan Shouli's face turning blue with anger, he took my hand and went up to the second floor.

I was a little uneasy. I had just set foot on this small island, and before I saw the owner of the villa, two saviors had already come. I didn't know what kind of troubles were waiting for me.

Sure enough, in the hall on the second floor, Yan's father and Yan's mother were sitting upright on the sofa in the living room, and their scrutinizing eyes fell on me unabashedly.

Two red futons were placed under their feet.

It was the kneeling ceremony performed by the newlyweds when they poured tea to the elders in the wedding ceremony in Huaguo.

But today is not the day for the wedding, is it?

I have a vague feeling that this is also an understatement, but just now I have performed an overdone salute with Yan Shouzhen, and it seems to make sense to have another kneeling salute to pour tea...

Besides, Yan's father, who has limited mobility, can only sit in a wheelchair, but now he managed to sit on the sofa, which shows that he attaches great importance to this kneeling ceremony.

In other words, it also recognized Yan Shouzhen's choice of marriage.

When I think about it this way, I don't have any resistance.

However, Yan Shouzhen didn't buy it, he took a step forward, put down his long legs, and kicked the two futons far away.

Mother Yan showed an uneasy look on her face, she only frowned and pursed her lips, but she didn't say anything.

Yan's father was like an old monk in meditation, his face was calm and his eyelids didn't blink, as if he had expected Yan Shouzhen to do this long ago.

In fact, Yan Shouzhen also mentioned to me the car accident of Yan's father.

The one who experienced the car accident with Yan's father was also his mistress.

In that car accident, Yan's father lost feeling in his legs, but that woman lost her beautiful face.

Yan Shouzhen didn't tell me in detail what kind of bad public opinion they were in at that time, but it's not hard to imagine, given Yan's status and influence in the Lion City, how could the news media report the car accident lightly?All the cryptic and ulterior conspiracy theories are flooding newspapers and periodicals, and maybe there will be a version of seizing power and killing patricides on the Internet.

Although the final car accident subsided due to official intervention, Yan's mother also forgave Yan's father, willing to give up the extravagant life of traveling around the world to buy and buy, and stayed with Yan's father, but Yan's three siblings did not. , like Yan Shouzhen's resolute character, he would never bow down to Yan's father.

But Yan Shouzhen was willing to respect Yan's father a cup of tea for me.

Yan's father showed a gratified smile, drank all the tea with his lips shaking, and handed Yan Shouzhen a red envelope.

Yan Shouzhen glanced at me and accepted it.

I also offered tea in the same way, and also took the red envelopes from Yan's father and Yan's mother.

"This child is so cute," Yan's mother stood up, stretched out her slender fingers, held my arm weakly, and said with a smile, "The more I look at it, the more I like it, and I will play here often in the future, okay? "

She had probably been reminded by Yan Shouzhen a long time ago that she spoke broken Chinese, with a sincere smile on her face, and she recognized my identity from the bottom of her heart.

"Yeah!" I nodded shyly.

Someone behind him suddenly applauded, and a man's congratulatory voice in pure Chinese also came over: "Congratulations, congratulations."

Based on my love for musical instruments, I have a keen ability to distinguish sound lines. This man's voice is very pleasant. The lingering sound of clanking when pieces of fine jade stones touch each other is so clear and pleasant to the ear, so outstanding!

I can't help but look back.

Then I saw a familiar face.