Yan Sui wanted to get up, but he couldn’t because Meng Ting was guarding him, so he could only point to the sofa beside him and said, “Sit down.”
Yan Manjia looked at it for a while. Although she was unwilling to do so, she could only reluctantly sit down according to Yan Sui’s words.
“So stingy. Kissing won’t do any harm.”
When she said this, Meng Ting’s eyes widened even further, but he couldn’t think of anything particularly powerful to retort.
A kiss wouldn’t hurt, but he still didn’t want his Yan Sui to be kissed by others.
“How long are you planning to stay this time?” Yan Sui did not give Yan Manjia the chance to mess around on this topic for too long. Although he wasn’t as angry as Zhen Han, in view of Yan Manjia’s behavior, it was impossible for him to have much respect and intimacy with her. His attitude towards her was basically slightly better than that towards He Wan.
Yan Manjia rolled her eyes, leaned back, crossed her right leg over her left, and her smile gradually faded into an elegant smile. She said, “You and Hanhan are both in the country, I have to come back eventually. Now is the right time. How could I miss your wedding?”
There was some sincerity in Yan Manjia’s words, but this sincerity came a little too late. Yan Sui didn’t need it, and neither did Zhen Han.
“I came back a day early, and you didn’t even give your aunt a surprised expression? What a bad boy!”
When he was young, he seemed mature, but when he grew up, he directly turned into an old fogey1老古董 (lǎo gǔ dǒng): antique; old-fashioned or vintage item; (figurative, colloquial, derogatory) old fogey; stubborn old man; When used as a metaphor for people, it refers to people who are old and unable to do things. Like an old antique. It can also be used to refer to people who are old-fashioned and stubborn, with outdated ideas.. After looking at him for so long, she still didn’t see much emotion in Yan Sui. It was really difficult to handle.
Yan Manjia looked at Meng Ting again, and the expression on her face instantly softened a bit, “Nephew-in-law, you must be bored to death following Sui Sui.”
Meng Ting gave her a slightly surprised look upon hearing this, and then shook his head firmly, “No, Yan Sui is very good. He is very well-behaved. Don’t say bad things about Yan Sui.”
Yan Manjia’s expression froze for a moment, then she couldn’t help but burst into laughter, ‘Hahaha’. Her elegance and pride were nowhere to be found. The beautiful flower was shaking with laughter, a wild, unrestrained laughter, “Well-behaved my ass. How can this black-hearted boy be well-behaved?”
If he was really well-behaved, he would have been tricked by He Wan a long time ago. How could he be as indifferent as he is now? But the way Meng Ting defended Yan Sui was so adorable that she was a little bit addicted to teasing him.
When Meng Ting heard this, he glanced at Yan Sui, then turned his head, and his expression became more serious, “I don’t care, my Yan Sui is very well-behaved anyway.”
“Hahaha,” Yan Manjia laughed again when she heard this. Even when the two non-smiling people looked at her, she laughed to the fullest before she stopped.
“Our family’s Sui Sui’s luck is really not bad.”
Before meeting Meng Ting, she was somewhat worried, but after she met the person, she felt that Yan Sui had gotten the better end of the deal. How could a child with such a pure nature be so easily found?
Yan Sui held Meng Ting’s hand and rubbed it gently. He replied to Yan Manjia, “That’s right.” Luck was a big factor in him being able to tie the knot with Meng Ting. Otherwise, they wouldn’t have been able to meet, and no matter how suitable and compatible the two people were, they wouldn’t have been able to start, let alone fall in love.
Yan Sui admitted it frankly, so she didn’t have anything to hold onto the topic. Her gaze swept up, looking at the living room of the Yan’s residence, and couldn’t help but sigh, “The house hasn’t changed at all.”
Yan Sui’s gaze, which had been resting on Meng Ting’s hand, paused slightly at her words. He lifted his gaze and said, “Grandpa and grandma passed away. Their graves are in Nanshan. If you want to go, you can tell Uncle Xiao.”
Things have remained the same, but people have changed, how can there be no change?
After these words came out, Yan Manjia finally fell silent for a moment, but she didn’t remain silent for long. She nodded and let out an inaudible ‘Mm’.
She came back, so she always had to go. But this topic was a bit too heavy for both Yan Sui and her. She withdrew her wandering eyes and asked Yan Sui, “Where is Han Han? Isn’t he with you guys?”
As she spoke, the sadness that flickered in her eyes completely disappeared. She crossed her arms and said proudly, “That silly kid thought that by blocking me, I wouldn’t be able to read his posts.”
“Yo, you tell me which asshole acted as your spy?” Zhen Han’s voice appeared at the main entrance, his face was extremely dark and heavy. He walked step by step as if he was about to fight with someone. He didn’t need Yan Manjia to answer either, and he continued to speak sarcastically.
“It took a lot of effort to develop a thick skin for that Xiao bastard. All of it can still be used here, and you still dare to use it here!”
“You are thick-skinned enough, but you are not welcome here, roll out of here!”
Originally Zhen Han just couldn’t tolerate Yan Manjia living in the old house, but seeing her talking as if nothing had happened, he felt that it was disgusting for her to step on the ground of the old house.
“Roll out of here! Can’t you understand human language?”
Zhen Han just doesn’t hit women. Otherwise, he really wanted to teach this extremely unfilial daughter a lesson on behalf of the deceased Old Master and Old Madam.
Yan Manjia had expected such a scene before returning to her home country, but when it really happened, her heart would still hurt.
“Han Han…”
“Han Han my ass! Is that something you could call me? Apart from giving birth to me, what else have you done?”
Zhen Han spent half of his life abroad when he was growing up. However, he did not live with Yan Manjia when he was abroad. She was pursuing her love and had no intention of taking care of him. If it weren’t for the two old people, if it weren’t for Yan Sui, he wouldn’t know what kind of dandy2紈絝 (wán kù): hedonistic son of rich parents; profligate son of rich parents; fop; dandy; playboy; Fine silk pants; Young man in gorgeous clothes; In the old days, it refers to bureaucrats, landlords, and other wealthy and powerful people who eat, drink and play all day long, and do not do their jobs. would he grow up to be.
When he was really rebellious, when he really needed guidance, and when he really needed care, Yan Manjia was nowhere to be found. Only care about giving birth, but won’t care about raising the child. What kind of mother is she?
Of course, Zhen Han didn’t feel any regret either. In his eyes, Yan Manjia was a weirdo. If she had raised him, he might have been twisted into something unrecognizable.
Meng Ting watched Zhen Han’s excitement and Yan Manjia’s dejection. He felt that he had no position to speak, but his hand was already firmly grasping Yan Sui’s arm. Obviously, he was not used to this kind of fierce confrontation.
He was a little afraid of being caught in the crossfire for no reason, and he was also afraid of Yan Sui being caught in the crossfire. Dahuang and Maoqiu also huddled close to Meng Ting, clearly feeling uncomfortable as well.
“Zhen Han.”
Yan Sui finally spoke, but he only called Zhen Han.
Zhen Han turned his head and looked at Yan Sui for a while before reluctantly closing his mouth.
At this time, Uncle Xiao had already come down the stairs with something in his hand.
“This is what the Old Master gave you.”
After Yan Sui finished speaking, Zhen Han glared at him, but he couldn’t say anything. He could hate Yan Manjia, but he couldn’t stop the two deceased old people from leaving things to their daughter.
This wooden box was taken over by Yan Sui and has never been opened again. It has been kept in the room of two elderly people. Now that Yan Manjia is back, it is time to return it to its rightful owner.
In the face of Yan Sui’s alienation, Yan Manjia was still chatting and laughing harmoniously, not affected at all. In the face of Zhen Han’s questioning, although she felt sad, she was still calm. However, upon receiving this wooden box, her tears could no longer be held back, falling one after another. Although it was not as serious as breaking down in tears, it could also be seen that she was not as free and easy as she appeared.
But why on earth did she not return to her home country at that time? She had never told Yan Sui and Zhen Han before.
Zhen Han stood for a while, and with an angry ‘hmph’, he left the living room. But he didn’t leave the Yan’s residence; instead, he went back to his room upstairs.
Yan Sui patted Meng Ting’s hand and stood up with him. The two pets were also taken with them, and they went back to their rooms.
In fact, even though Zhen Han acted so angry, he and Yan Sui were both waiting for Yan Manjia to give them a reasonable and truthful explanation.
Yan Manjia needed some time to sort out her emotions as well as to decide whether or not to say anything. Zhen Han and Yan Sui were both willing to give her this time, but they wouldn’t give too much either.
***
Yan Sui took Meng Ting back to their room, and for a long time, there was silence. Yan Sui sat on the sofa thinking, while Meng Ting gently embraced him, saying nothing and not moving.
It was clear that the Yan family was not as simple as he had perceived. There were also grievances, disputes, love, and hatred here, but Meng Ting didn’t care much after he learned about it. He came here because he and Yan Sui got married, and they were going to live together, that’s all.
As for those overly complicated matters; if Yan Sui said it, he would just listen. If Yan Sui didn’t say anything, he wouldn’t ask either. There was no need to dwell on it.
“Eight years ago in March, Grandpa and Grandma were on their way back from visiting an old comrade in Dongcheng when they were involved in a chain reaction car accident. The car was crushed and fell directly from the overpass. The driver and the bodyguard in the front seat were confirmed dead on the spot. Grandpa and Grandma were rescued after half a night. When I went in, only Grandpa said a few words. Grandma never even opened her eyes again.”
At that time, Yan Sui was really sad. He had a normal childhood and a relatively stable and free growing-up period because of their protection. But just when he was able to start repaying them, they left so suddenly.
Yan Sui turned his head and could only see Meng Ting leaning closer to him. It has been eight years since this incident happened, and he has long been able to tell the whole story calmly from beginning to end. But what he said to Meng Ting was different from the overly simplistic descriptions he gave to other people. He was pouring his heart out.
Pouring his heart out with a touch of sadness and regret.
List of Idiom in Chapter 034.1
不知深淺 (bù zhī shēn qiǎn): not to know the depth of things; have no sense of propriety; not to know the whole story. The original meaning is that one doesn’t know the depth of water; later it is often used to describe not knowing the pros and cons of something.大大方方 (dà dà fāng fāng): natural; poised; confident; calm; refers to a person’s behavior that is natural and not tacky.
物是人非 (wù shì rén fēi): the things are still there but the person or people no longer are (describing the passing of a loved one or a revisit of a once familiar place); things have remained the same, but people have changed; things are still there, but people are no more the same ones; things are still the same as before, but people are no longer the same people. It is often used to express the passing of time and the nostalgia for old friends.
若無其事 (ruò wú qí shì): as if nothing had happened (idiom); calm; composed; uncaring; impervious; nonchalant.
物歸原主 (wù guī yuán zhǔ): to return something to its owner; to return something to its rightful owner.
言笑晏晏 (yán xiào yàn yàn): chatting and laughing harmoniously; From the Classic of Poetry, poem 58 (《詩經·衞風·氓》): 總角之宴，言笑晏晏。信誓旦旦，不思其反。, In the pleasant time of my girlhood, with my hair simply gathered in a knot, harmoniously we talked and laughed. Clearly were we sworn to good faith, and I did not think the engagement would be broken.
泣不成聲 (qǐ bù chéng shēng): to choke with sobs; to cry so much that one cannot utter a word; sobbing too much to speak; sob too bitterly to speak; one is choked with tears and cannot make a sound, describing one who is very sad.
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