The fish soup was finely boiled into milk white. It was delicious and had no fishy smell.
Yan Liang drank all the fish soup brought by Su Kui into his stomach. Yan Shi, who was outside the door, heard the noise and couldn't help but smoke from the corner of his mouth.
Is the fish soup brought by Mrs. Mu really so delicious? Even if you eat too early and never overeat, are you an exception?
Yan Shi can't taste it. He can only eat it secretly.
"Young master Yan, I heard Yan Shi say that you have something to say to me. I don't know why?"
"You sit first." Yan Liang pointed to the small stone stool beside him and said to Su Kui.
After su Kui sat down, he looked down for a long time, and finally said in a slow voice: "Madame mu, my grandmother was seriously ill yesterday. I was afraid to leave Taohua village and go home to visit her."
Su Kui's heart leaped to resist the feeling of discomfort, and his face looked worried. "Since the old man is seriously ill, he should go back to filial piety soon. At this time, the old man is his favorite son and grandson. Young master Yan, since he has something to do, go back first... "
As for whether we can see each other in the future, it depends on fate.
Yan Liang sees her like this and opens his mouth. However, he is not good at words and does not say anything pleasant to hear, which makes women happy.
For a while, I still don't know what to say, but I shut up.
Su Kui waited quietly for a while. Seeing that Yan Liang seemed speechless, he got up, looked at him and said softly, "if there is nothing else for master Yan, I will go first. As for monarch - "
" I will stay here for another day. Let Nianjun stay here today! "
Su Kui nodded, "OK, thank you, young man."
Yan looked at her thin figure, which was about to disappear in front of him. Suddenly, he was reluctant to give up. These days, he was deeply attached to the peaceful life.
"Wait --"
"hmm?" Su Kui paused, looked back hesitantly, and asked softly, "is there anything else for master Yan?"
Yan Liang, holding the armrests on both sides of the wheelchair tightly, exhausted his life-long courage and asked, "Madame mu, today, can you give Yan some face and leave a meal?"
His eyes in the sun, showing a gray tone, with a layer of fog, fixed looking at sunflower.
Su Kui was stunned. It was hard to say "no" under his eyes.
However -
I don't know how many people around me are staring at their mother and son. If she stays today, she will have ten mouths in the future, which is unclear.
"No," Su Kui raised his hand to pull his broken hair behind his ears, and smiled gently at Yan Liang. "It's better not to cause trouble to the young man because he has many eyes."
"Farewell, young master Yan."
He watched her back disappear, Yan Liang sat in his wheelchair, the fragrance of Osmanthus on his head overflowed, and the white petals whirled to his shoulders.
Yan shican't bear to take his cloak and put it on his shoulder. "Young master, Nianjun is still waiting for you in the study!"
Even if he was a big old man, he could see some clues. Yan Shi didn't believe that Mrs. Mu didn't feel it.
In the heart some indignant, their young master even if inborn bad at line how? Manyanjing up and down, how many ladies want to marry into the Yan family? For the first time, the young master summoned up courage to show his affection to a woman, but he was mercilessly rejected.
Yan Shi sighed.
I don't know what to say about Su Kui's current affairs. I know they are not equal. It's time to blame her for her ruthlessness and indifference.