Chapter 44

"Madam, Yan Lao is here, outside the door." Uncle Zhong leaned over and whispered.

What's this old thing doing here? Didn't you say you shouldn't run back and forth with old arms and legs??

"I want to miss you, too. After all, I haven't seen you for a long time."

Lin Jian nodded, "did you give him the Guyi pill last time?"

"Yes, they were all given according to the eldest lady's instructions."

Lin Jian nodded. OK, just look at the old guy's look today. If it's not good, it's OK to give two more. Guyi pill is the best for the old guy to strengthen his body and prolong his life.

"Call in."

Uncle Zhong nodded. Yan zongchen came in. The 130 square meter house was not big. When he opened the door, he could see someone coming in the living room. Lin Jian glanced. Old man Yan was followed by a familiar shadow. He was tall, with long legs, sharp eyebrows and sharp eyes, and the gauze on his forehead was gone, but he was stretched close to OK. His long narrow eyes looked cold and wrapped in ruthless cold.

“…………”

With my grandson.

Lin Jian didn't move. She continued to sit on the sofa for a late night snack. Her dark eyes came back and stared at the TV. She watched the men and women holding together, crying and kissing.

"Little martial uncle!!" Yan zongchen's voice was very excited. When he entered the door, he gave Lin Jian a big gift. The rule of their Taoist temple was to kneel on one knee. The old man fell on one knee and slid over with a pop. He had to hold his thigh.

Lin Jian was startled and rolled aside: "sit down!"

Yan zongchen's eyes are full of tears. On weekdays, cattle force him to scold his son and howl at his grandson. Many people are awed by Chinese bigwigs. Now his little daughter-in-law is generally sitting on the sofa. She obviously wants to get closer to little martial uncle, but he has to keep a distance because of timidity. Old Yan's eyes are red and wronged: "little martial uncle, you still don't want to see me for so many years."

Lin Jian didn't lift her eyelids and said to herself: if you hadn't wanted to rush over and hold me since I was a child, why wouldn't I like to see you??

I can't help it. A few year old fat doll wearing a Taoist robe is too cute. Even the Taoist priests in the Taoist temple can't stand it. As long as she walks on two legs, even the Taoist priests and pilgrims, she really wants to rush over and hold Lin Jian once she sees Lin Jian. Lin Jian doesn't have a good face when she sees these people.

"What's wrong with coming so late?"

Lin Jian deliberately stares at the TV. In short, it's better to watch the two people holding and gnawing inside than to watch Yan Jingchen. The great grandson of the Yan family is not good. It's best not to leave the goods alone in her hand, otherwise she must tie up the people and teach them well.

"Nothing's wrong. I must want to see the little martial uncle when I know he's coming down the mountain. Shizu Xian has gone. I can't trust him!" Yan zongchen said and wanted to cry: "and our martial brothers all want to see the little martial uncle. After all, there's less to see..."

Lin Jian:

Bald head, a group of old people really don't see each other.

But... She was really afraid that these people would die on the way to meet.

"Forget what you come specially. You can see it when you are destined. If you are not destined, it is God's will. Let everything go with fate."

Yan zongchen sighed with emotion on his face. He was really a little martial uncle. His ideological consciousness was much higher than them, so he secretly pressed the OK key and sent the words just recorded to Lao Chen. If he heard the little martial uncle, it was estimated that he could live in peace for a period of time and would not ask him to see the little martial uncle every day.

"What little martial uncle said is!" Yan zongchen nodded in agreement and dragged his eldest grandson: "little martial uncle, this is my good grandson Yan Jingchen, Jingchen. I haven't seen little martial uncle yet!"