Yan Yiren puts down the tea cup and stands up. Mrs. cloud smiles and pats her hand. "Yi Ren, come here, aunt will introduce you."
Yunanliu also stood up and smiled: "father, brother, you are back."
Both yunshilin and yunjian'an, father and son, are unyielding soldiers. They are blood men honed in the gunfire.
Both of them are unsmiling, dressed in military uniform, straight and upright.
"Shilin, Jian'an, this is Mr. Xiao's granddaughter, Yi Ren, this is Anliu's father, this is Anliu's eldest brother."
Mrs. cloud introduced them to three people, and Yan Yi people said hello with prudence, "Hello uncle cloud, hello brother cloud."
Seeing the little girl trembling, yunshilin looked at yunjian'an and said, "Jian'an, you are too serious."
Yun Jian'an glanced at general Yun, "father, you are more serious than me."
"I said you father and son, can you smile? The Iraqi are not your soldiers. "
As soon as Mrs. cloud spoke, Mr. cloud coughed clearly, and his grim face was relieved. He nodded to the Yanyi people, "I heard that Anliu mentioned you, and I'll come home more when I'm free."
"I see, uncle." Yanyi people take a look at their epaulets, good guy!
A general, a major!
Yun Jian'an said with a loud smile, "why, are you interested in this army?"
Yan Yiren repeatedly waved, "no, No."
"I don't think you look very well. Do you want to go to the army barracks to exercise?"
Exercise?
Yanyi almost choked by her saliva. She quickly refused, "no need, my constitution is OK, and I can live."
Yun An Liu shakes his head and laughs. He touches her head. "Don't take it seriously, brother."
"Hahaha..." Yun Jian'an laughs heartily and has a heroic spirit.
On the dining table, yunshilin didn't speak much. He occasionally took a few words. When he heard that Yanyi was called yunanliu's uncle, he wondered, "how can I call him uncle Anliu?"
When it comes to this allusion, Yanyi people laugh and tell us the original situation of their first encounter.
Yun Jian'an said, "you call me big brother and uncle Anliu. This generation is not right."
Mrs. cloud also nodded in agreement, glanced at yun'anliu, looked at yan'i, and suggested, "I think Anliu is a few years older than you. If you don't call him uncle, you might as well call him brother."
In terms of address, Yanyi people have no problem, and yun'anliu nods to agree.
Yanyi people bowed their heads and ate. A beef ball was put into her bowl. When they raised their eyes, they saw Yunan's flowing eyes with smile. "Thank you, brother?"
“…… Thank you brother. "
It was nine o'clock in the evening when I left Yunjia.
Yan Yiren and yunjianan, yunshilin's wife, wave goodbye one by one, bending over to yunanliu's car.
When she got in the car, she took out her mobile phone, and there was no phone call.
No!
This is not in line with the style of Master Chu at all. She has not returned to this point. His SMS phone has been bombed.
It's not as quiet as what he would do.
"What's the matter?" Yun'anliu looked at her holding her mobile phone, and asked softly with a troubled and confused look on her face.
"Master Chu didn't call me."
"Maybe he's busy."
"He has nothing to do with it." Young master Chu is tired of being with her all day. He has never done anything serious.
There was no job, no company, nothing to do with her all day.