Rebirth of the dumb husband and wife

Chapter 13 Greetings

The bamboo forest in the back mountain was bare and covered with white snow, and the crisp sound of footsteps made Song Jinshu feel a little excited.

Yan Chi walked at the front, and the white cloak fell to the ground. Song Jinshu followed behind to see that his walking posture was a bit wrong, and occasionally supported his lower back.

When he was fascinated, Yan Chi suddenly turned his head and met Song Jinshu's gaze, so frightened that he quickly turned his eyes away.

Yan Chi pursed his lips and smiled, and asked the maid next to him to spread the word.

Hidden in the depths of the bamboo forest is a small wooden house, the red tile roof has been covered by heavy snow, and there are ice cones frozen by snow water hanging on the eaves.

The maid had just entered for a moment when a young man wearing a white fox fur ran out of the house, plunged into Yan Chi's arms, knocked him back several steps and almost fell to the ground.

"Big brother! You finally came to see me!"

This is Yan Ze, the weak son of the Yan family.

Since Song Jinshu and Yan Cheng got married, this was the first time he saw this little ancestor at his parents' residence. His face was nourished and round, and with a pair of big round and watery eyes, he looked like a lucky baby in a New Year's painting.

Yan Ze buried his face in Yan Chi's waist and rubbed his face until he messed up the hairstyle that he had just finished, and was stopped by Yan Chi.

Yan Cheng snorted coldly, took Song Jinshu's hand and walked into the house, skipping his own younger brother.

The strength of his hand was a bit strong, and Song Jinshu was pinched a little painfully. He raised his head to look at Yan Cheng's profile, and found that the other party's lips were tightly pursed, and he swallowed the unbearable pain back into his stomach.

"Why did you make your second brother unhappy?"

Yan Chi originally wanted to hold his younger brother in his arms, but he didn't expect to see Yan Ze for half a year, but it was so heavy that he couldn't hold him, so he also took his younger brother's lotus-like hand and followed behind the two of them.

"I didn't make him angry. I've never seen him before."

Yan Ze didn't deal with Yan Cheng by nature. When he was three years old, he shattered a small celadon incense burner that Yan Cheng collected. When he was five years old, Yan Cheng's Poetry and painting were thrown into the well in the backyard. When he was seven years old, he burned a hole in the clothes of Yan Cheng's favorite concubine. When he was eight years old, he was taken by his parents to live in the back mountain, and he never set foot in it again. forecourt.

Thinking of this, Yan Ze pursed his lips aggrievedly, and stepped on the snow hard on his feet as if stepping on Yan Cheng's back. If it wasn't for the fact that his second brother was fussing like a villain, why would he live in such a remote place with his parents.

It doesn't matter what I want, I have to eat vegetarian food and worship Buddha every month, and I don't even have a playmate for fun.

Yan Ze thought dissatisfiedly, if only he didn't have a second brother.

The Yan family's parents were already sitting in the hall waiting, watching Yan Cheng and Song Jinshu walk in holding hands, the worry on their faces finally dissipated, and they smiled and put a red envelope into Song Jinshu's hand.

Yan Cheng looked at the familiar faces of his parents in front of him, his eyes warmed, and he knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times.

"Unfilial son Yan Cheng greets his parents."

His parents thought it was a New Year's greeting, and when he raised his head, he bent down to help him up from the ground, and Song Jinshu and Yan Chi took him into the seat.

Song Jinshu tilted his head to see Yan Cheng's red eyes, reached out and gently rubbed the corners of his eyes with his cool fingers.

The two old men on the side were smiling happily, and kept adding vegetables to Song Jinshu's bowl, "Seeing that Jinshu and Feng Zhong are so affectionate, we are relieved."

Seeing that his favorite dish was put into Song Jinshu's bowl, Yan Ze let out an unpleasant sigh, and without hesitation, revealed the second brother's bottom line.

"A few days ago, a classmate in my school told me that I saw my second brother hugging a beautiful little waiter in Liuxiang, Huajie, and only a few days later with my second sister-in-law Qingqing."

Father Yan slapped his chopsticks on the table, and Song Jinshu's expression changed . Bai, his teeth caught the soft flesh in his lower lip, and he bowed his head in panic.

Yan Cheng looked at Yan Ze's face, what kind of beating expression can you take on me, and wished he would be stuffed back into his mother's belly so that he wouldn't be born again.

But Yan Ze was indeed right. He went to Huajie Liuxiang, and he hugged the beautiful little girl. Maybe he had the dirty mind of wanting to marry him back to the mansion.

And the melody and melody that he and Song Jinshu once showed in front of their parents were also illusory and broken at the touch of a button.