Chapter 1202

No matter how much you cherish time, the night will come to the world quietly according to its own track.

Compared with those young people who like to hang out at night, the old master of the Yan family, who is in his eighties this year, has a sense of reality that "he will die at any time and drive the crane to the west" whenever night falls.

Some people say that the richer people are, the more stingy they are, and the older people are, the more afraid they are of death.

In fact, it is.

Only the rich can realize the difficult process of making money. Only the elderly who know that they have little time will miss the world more.

The night is overcast, and it is also the trough of life activity. More than 80% of the elderly die in their sleep at night, so when they get old, they feel very little. Yuanken is staring out of the window with his eyes open (eager for the new solar energy to rise early) and doesn't want to close his eyes to sleep.

Therefore, when night falls, the elderly in their eighties will be depressed, especially when they hear the news related to death: ye Mingmei is dead.

Wearing a white long sleeved Tang suit, master Yan stood in front of the study bed with his hands on his back, overlooking the last fading sunset in the West. He didn't speak or move for a long time.

In the small study behind him stood five or six men.

In the living room outside the study, there are more than 20 people, men and women, and four or five children. No one said a word. Everyone is like master Yan, standing or sitting in sculpture.

"Let the people outside disperse."

After the sunset color completely disappeared, master Yan said faintly.

Yan, who put his hands on the outside of his legs, slightly bent down and stood at the door, immediately whispered his consent, gently opened the door and went out. Standing in front of the railing, he waved to the people in the hall below to signal them to leave first.

"Elder brother, what happened? The old man called you in a hurry?"

A girl with beautiful appearance, refined temperament and obvious domineering meaning in the corners of her eyebrows and eyes looked up, opened her mouth and asked silently.

These people below the hall are the families of the people in the study.

They were still around the country this afternoon. After suddenly receiving the notice that the old man was in poor health, they immediately put down their work and rushed back to Beijing as soon as possible.

When they came to the villa where the old man spent the summer, they found that the old man was still hale and hearty. He didn't look sick. They immediately realized that something important had happened and needed them to hurry back for discussion.

The old man was worried that their sudden return to Beijing would attract the attention of some people. Only then did he say that he was in poor health.

An old man in his eighties may still be able to sit by the river today and fish happily, but it's not strange that he will ride a white crane to the west to be ranked in the immortal class tomorrow. Therefore, even if some people know that the backbone of the Yan Family roar back to Beijing before the evening, because the old man is not in good health, they won't think about anything else.

The family members of these backbone forces in the hall are all from rich families. They have high political wisdom and know the seriousness of some struggles. Therefore, they will never be like rural women who find that the old man is just "cheating" them. When they come back, they will pat their chest and complain, "Oh, mom, I'm really scared to death. What's the old man playing with?" and they won't go out and talk nonsense.

Of course, they are also curious about what happened.

However, they are not qualified to go to the study, so they can only wait in the living room.

People are curious, especially young girls.

Yan Nannan had the best relationship with his eldest brother (cousin). When he saw him go out of the study alone, he dared to ask silently.

Yan Wanyi likes this cousin very much, but she likes it. However, she will never tell her the news that ye Mingmei is dead before the old man has no permission, so she just smiled and shook her head, waved her hand to show her to vent her anger quickly.

"Hum."

Yan Nannan pouted, pretended to be angry and snorted, then spit out his tongue and mischievous smile, which reluctantly followed everyone and walked slowly outside the living room.

Walking in front of her is her mother.

Yan Nannan's mother is also a direct eldest lady from a famous family in Beijing. Relying on her mother's snobbery, she has a high status in the Yan Family and often participates in major decisions within the family.

Originally, this time she thought she would be called into the study by the old man, but she didn't expect to wait in the living room like the eldest brother, the third daughter-in-law, a big sister-in-law and two little sisters-in-law.

This made her feel very unhappy, especially the unintentional action of Yan when he casually signaled them to leave. She was regarded as a fly. She maintained her pretty face like a pretty face in her early thirties and immediately became gloomy.

The second aunt's face changed, but she didn't escape the condescending Yan's casual eyes. She smiled bitterly and shook her head slightly. When she was about to turn back to the study, she saw someone hurried in the yard outside.

Walking in front is an old man with gray hair. He looks 60 or 70 years old, but he has strong steps and ruddy complexion. At a glance, he knows that his physical quality is quite good.

This is the housekeeper of the Yan family. He has followed the old man for decades and has long been a member of the Yan family. Even these grandmothers, young masters and young ladies dare not look at him. Instead, they will take the initiative to stop and give way and bend down slightly to say hello: "uncle 13."

Uncle thirteen is not the name of housekeeper Yan, let alone his surname. It is his ranking among his brothers in his hometown. It can also be regarded as a respectful title for him by the younger generation of the Yan family, just like Fubo around Lou Minggong and Walter around the master in the West.

"Hello, grandma Da Shao, grandma Er Shao, grandma San Shao, grandma Da Gu, grandma Er Gu -- Hello, ladies and gentlemen."

Uncle thirteen didn't lose his consciousness of being a housekeeper because the younger generation of the Yan Family respected him. He bent down to say hello, nodded again, turned back and said to the man behind him, "Taoist priest, please."

Behind uncle 13 was a Taoist priest wearing a green Taoist robe, a hat and a curtain hanging down. Although she could not see her appearance, from her beautiful figure that could not be covered by her wide Taoist robe, she knew that she was a Taoist aunt.

The Taoist priest nodded and ignored the young and old grannies, aunts and young ladies. He followed Uncle thirteen into the living room.

"Oh, who is this? It's such a big shelf in our Yan Family!"

The second young grandmother, who was already unhappy, looked back at the Taoist nun, disdained her mouth and said softly.

No one answered her, because everyone didn't know who the Taoist aunt was. How could she be such a polite thirteen uncle?

When I saw Yan walking down the stairs at will, bending down to say hello to the Taoist nun with the courtesy of a younger generation, I raised my hand and made a virtual gesture to ask her to go up the stairs, the proud second young grandmother's pretty face became more and more gloomy.

Just because of her face, she didn't attack. Her daughter Yan Nannan was young and proud. She sneered and said in a small voice: "Ho Ho, when can an old Taoist who plays tricks go to Grandpa's study?"

"Man, man!"

Since the Taoist nun appeared, she has been staring at her, frowning and thinking. At this time, she suddenly scolded Yan Nannan in a low voice: "don't talk!"

When Yan Nan turned her mouth, the second young grandmother spoke with a strange look: "man, your aunt told you not to talk, so shut up. Hum, at this age, do you understand the rules of respecting the old and loving the young? "

Even if you are a fool, you can hear that the second young grandmother is dissatisfied with the eldest young grandmother: cut, isn't it that you gave birth to a Yan, who is regarded by the old man as the third-generation leader of the Yan family? I came out of a small family. I really thought I could scold my men at will because my mother and son were expensive.

The eldest and youngest grandma's face was immediately embarrassed. When she was about to say something, the eldest aunt and grandmother next to her suddenly said, "I know who she is!"

In fact, the young grandmother also saw who the Taoist was, so she made a voice to stop Yan Nannan from talking behind his back, so as not to spread it to the old man's ears, which would have a bad impact. However, her kindness was misunderstood by the second family to show off her airs.

"Aunt, who is she?"

Yan Nan ignored her and asked her aunt with blinking eyes.

To be honest, the mother and daughter of the second young grandmother despise not only the eldest family, but also the three married aunts and grandmothers of the Yan family. After all, the secular concept of "married girls, spilled water" has a more market in the Yan family. From the moment they put on their wedding clothes, their identity has plummeted in the Yan family.

Of course, the husbands of the three aunts and grandmothers are not as good as the Yan family. If their husbands have more cattle and forks than the second young grandmother's mother's family, the mother and daughter dare not underestimate them.

"That's your fourth aunt."

Aunt and grandma looked at the living room and whispered.

"What?"

Yan Nannan was stunned: "when did I have a fourth aunt?"

From the moment she was sensible, she knew that she had four parents and three aunts, but she had never heard of four aunts.

"Man, stop asking and go!"

Without waiting for her aunt and grandmother to say anything, the second young grandmother's face suddenly changed. She stretched out her hand and took her daughter's hand, and hurried to the backyard where they lived.

"Mom, what's the matter with me?"

After being dragged into the room by her mother, Yan Nannan shook off her mother's hand and looked interested.

"Don't ask any more about it."

The second young grandmother, who usually obeyed her daughter, pondered for a moment and shook her head.

"No, I want you to say!"

Yan Nannan began to act coquettish. The more her mother didn't say it, the more she wanted to know. She also used a fierce method: "Mom, I don't care whether that Taoist aunt is my fourth aunt or not. I only know that you are not qualified to go to the old man's study. How can she have this honor as a married daughter?"

"It's not because of her -- hum!"

When the second young grandmother blurted out all kinds of reasons, she shut up in time, gave a cold hum, nodded her finger on her daughter's forehead and scolded, "you'd better not inquire about these things."

"Why?"

Yan Nannan didn't take her mother's reprimand seriously and still shook her arm.

"Oh, man, don't ask. If you let your father know, he will really teach you a lesson. "

The second young grandmother sighed, went to the window, looked at the front study, and murmured, "she is the most mysterious and unknown person in our Yan Family --"

The most ominous Taoist in the second young grandmother's mouth, after Yan arbitrarily pushed the door open, she walked slowly into the study.

Yan's casual parents (including an old subordinate most valued by the old man) were obviously stunned when they saw the Taoist aunt come in. Then they understood what, nodded their heads and took the initiative to say hello to her.

The fourth Taoist priest Yan still ignored them. He went to a round stool next to him and sat down. He raised his hand and took off his hat, revealing an obviously haggard face, indifferent and without any feelings.