Before my grandfather died, he forced me to marry the richest man in the imperial capital

The eighth day of the first lunar month.

The Lan family took a special plane back to Lan City, and the Ji family and the Han family went to see him off together.

Lan Zhiyu asked to stay alone and live at his grandma's house. During the day, he wanted to play with his younger brothers and sisters, and he could also see Hanhan more before school started.

Lan Yunchen agreed. The Lan family has always valued and respected their children's ideas, just like Xixi pursued Han Yue. The investigation is an investigation, but they will not interfere excessively.

Before the Lan family got on the plane, Han Yue told Lan Yunchen not to come specially to pick up Xiao Yu, he would send Xiao Yu to Lan City.

Every day after that, all the children would come to Hanhan's room whenever they had free time. Sometimes Lan Zhiyu lived in Han's house, sometimes in Yan's house, and sometimes in Ji's house.

During this period, whether it was snowing, raining, or sunny, Ji Hancheng would tell his daughter everything in detail, while Ji Xinyu would share interesting things that happened every day with his sister.

In a short period of time, both Yuan Shu and Ji Hang became thinner and older.

The white hair on Ji Hancheng's head was growing one by one over time, but Tang Junyao cut off the white hair as soon as it popped out in order not to worry a certain man.

The Lantern Festival is coming soon.

Lanterns were hung in Ji Zhai's yard. In order to add to the joy, Ji Jiale personally purchased colored rotating lanterns. As they turned, the colored lights fell on the green plants in the yard, making the already green plants more vibrant.

Ji Xinyu hung a small red lantern in the yard. After hanging it, he took a photo of the yard.

The phone rang, and Ji Xinyu swiped the answer button to answer it. The screen showed the Han family villa, and Han Yinuo and Han Yichen were also hanging lanterns, full of festive rituals.

"Sister, have you hung up the lantern?" Han Yinuo asked happily at the screen.

Han Yichen, who tilted his head into the mirror from behind, leaned closer to the screen and said, "We'll be here soon."

Han Yinuo: "Well, I have already left the Yan family."

Ji Xinyu walked to the living room with her mobile phone and patted the fallen leaves on her body, which were stuck because of hanging lanterns. "Okay, then I'll wait for you at home."

"Yeah, okay, okay." Han Yinuo nodded with responsibility. He looked very cute and well-behaved, which was in sharp contrast to Han Yichen who tilted his head and was careless behind him.

After hanging up the phone, Tang Junyao came out of the kitchen and asked her daughter: "Who wants to come?"

"Well, Nono, Xiaochen, and Xiaoyu."

Tang Junyao was moved and heartwarming, and she blamed them, "These children should be at home with their grandparents during the Lantern Festival. Why are they running here? It won't be a problem if they miss one day."

"Maybe I want to talk to my sister about hanging the lanterns today. Mom, why don't we invite everyone to our house to celebrate the Lantern Festival."

"Don't organize blindly."

In Tang Junyao's opinion, the Lantern Festival is a very important festival, and she should go home to spend it with her family. The children basically come to Ji Zhai every day and stay here throughout the holidays. They can no longer dominate them and require them to stay at Ji Zhai during the Lantern Festival. .

Seeing that her mother did not agree and was quite serious, Ji Xin said flatly. She thought it would be quite fun for everyone to celebrate the festival together, "Okay."

And Tang Junyao knew that as long as she called, everyone would come, but that was not necessarily true for the elders. If the elders were unwilling to come, then it would be inappropriate for them to be alone at home alone.

After saying that, Ji Xinyu ran upstairs. Since she wasn't going out, she wore a set of beige winter pajamas, with her hair tied back casually.

Looking at her daughter's cheerful back, Tang Junyao was silent for a second. The ringtone interrupted her wandering thoughts. She picked up the phone and saw that it was her aunt who was far away in Lancheng. She put on a smile and said, "Aunt, happy Lantern Festival."

On the screen, Shen Muyun was still wearing a plain cheongsam, with her hair tied up, sitting on the sofa dignifiedly and elegantly, smiling, "Yaoyao, happy Lantern Festival, how is Hanhan doing today."

Tang Junyao said truthfully: "It's much better. My fingers move frequently these days."

Lan Chumu on the screen nodded and reminded: "There must be no shortage of people in the room. Maybe Hanhan will wake up today or tomorrow."

"Uncle, Hancheng brought all the food to Hanhan's room to eat. He was afraid of missing the time when Hanhan woke up. We basically chatted in Hanhan's room."

Lan Yunchen: "That's good. Is Xiaoyu good?"

Tang Junyao stood at the top of the stairs and replied, "Brother, you still don't understand Xiaoyu's temperament. The word "good" can't be summed up in him."

Lan Yunchen and Yan Na came into the mirror and both smiled. It is true that Xiaoyu is a very worry-free child. He doesn't talk much, but he does things with confidence. Yan Na said, "Yaoyao, if Hanhan wakes up, remember to inform us." "

Lan Yunchen's gentle voice overflowed from the screen, reminding his sister, "Nothing is more important than Hanhan. The company will not close down even if it is closed for a day. Remember your sister-in-law's words."

In the view of the Lan family, nothing is more important than their children. Losing a little money is nothing, as long as the children are healthy, the children come first and money comes second.

So as Xixi said, her parents would appear at every parent-teacher meeting with her brother at the same time. No matter how busy they were, they would attend.

Tang Junyao agreed, "I understand, brother, I will call you as soon as possible."

While they were talking, Lan Zhiyu came in wearing a black shorts and down jacket at the door. Tang Junyao saw her and waved to her nephew, "Xiaoyu, come here."

Lan Zhiyu strode towards his aunt, his brows and eyes showing stability and understanding, "Aunt, what's wrong?"

As soon as he got closer, he found that his aunt was talking to his parents on video. Looking at the four people on the screen, Lan Zhiyu called out one by one, "Grandpa, grandma, dad and mom."

The four people on the opposite side responded in unison, Lan Yunchen said: "Well, listen to your aunt and don't cause trouble."

"Yeah." Lan Zhiyu has always said very few words, which can be said to be even less than Ji Jiale.

Lan Yunchen did not force his son to keep chatting with him, "Go and chat with Hanhan. If you need anything, call him."

"it is good."

Tang Junyao said a few words to the person on the phone again. Before hanging up, Lan Yunchen also told Yaoyao again not to hide anything. Tang Junyao promised and kept promising.

Sure enough, people can't lie. Once you lie, your credibility will be greatly reduced.

As soon as I hung up the phone and hid it in my pocket, Han Yinuo and Han Yichen came in at the door. Han Yinuo was wearing a beige long down jacket and a pair of white sneakers. One look at his braided hair showed that It was compiled by Han Yue.

Han Yichen prefers sweatshirts and doesn't like to wear sweaters. He always likes to wear a sweatshirt with a hood under a white down jacket, a pair of jeans, and white sneakers.

"Xiao Yu just came up, have your parents gone to work?"

Han Yinuo replied in a soft voice, "Auntie, mom and dad have gone to work. They said they would come back after get off work."

Tang Junyao touched her niece's hair and felt that Han Yue's hair braiding skills were really good. Once upon a time, Ji Hancheng also asked Hanhan and Xiaoyu to grow their hair, but Hanhan thought it would be troublesome to have too long hair, so Ji Hancheng did not show off. opportunity.

Hanhan, this girl, is doing well without a haircut. At least her hair is still shoulder length now and can be tied.

As I was thinking about it, I became dazed again. After I came back to my senses, I said, "Go."

Then he went into the kitchen again, preparing some fruit for the children.

Upstairs, Hanhan's room.

Several children were chatting, pulling stools and sitting in a circle around them, chatting. Ji Hancheng did not leave this time. He sat on the edge and said to his daughter: "Hanhan, it's the Lantern Festival, Nono, Xiaochen, Xiaoyu came to see you, Xiaoyu has decorated the yard."

While everyone was continuing to chat, the person on the bed closed his eyes and asked in a tired voice: "Have the lanterns been hung up?"

The chatting stopped suddenly, everyone held their breath, and the room was quiet except for the sound of breathing. Everyone thought they were hallucinating, and stared at the person on the bed who stopped talking, staring at Han for a moment. Han's lips and eyes.

Ji Xinyu knelt down beside the bed in excitement, holding her sister's hand, her eyes widened in shock, and asked: "Dad, was it my sister who was talking just now?"

Ji Hancheng's expression broke, his eyes were slightly red, and he went to hold his daughter's hand with trembling hands. He did not answer Xiao Yu's words, and everyone did not dare to speak, waiting for the person on the bed to speak again.

"Hanhan, it's dad." Ji Hancheng was also afraid that what he just heard was an auditory hallucination, so he spoke cautiously, clenching his fists tightly with his hands on the bed, very nervous.

Under everyone's gaze, the person on the bed slowly opened his eyelids. His eyes were a little dull when he opened them.

The moment their eyelids were opened, everyone's hearts beat faster with excitement, their eyes were slightly hot, and Han Yinuo's vision had long been blurred because of his shallow eye sockets.

After a while, Ji Xinhan slowly turned his head, clasping his hands back, looking for the voice and looking at Ji Hancheng, "Dad, the captain is gone, right?"

Hearing this, Ji Hancheng restrained his emotions, held his daughter's little hand tightly in his palm, swallowed his saliva, his throat was sore, he knew that his daughter would ask as soon as she woke up, "When you get better, I will take care of you." You go and see him."

Lan Zhiyu pressed the corners of his eyes with his fingertips to push back the tears that were about to flow. He turned and went downstairs, and happened to meet Tang Junyao who came up to deliver fruit. "Auntie, wake up."

As soon as she finished speaking, Tang Junyao almost dropped the dinner plate she was holding. Fortunately, Lan Zhiyu took it with quick eyes and hands, and she rushed in past Lan Zhiyu.

Everyone was crying. She was so excited that she couldn't control her tears. She raised her hand to wipe them quickly, walked to Ji Hancheng's side, bent down, and asked softly: "Hanhan, are you feeling uncomfortable?" Can you see clearly?"

Ji Xinhan's eyes were filled with mist. She held her father and sister's hands with all her strength. There were things she expected and things she couldn't accept, "Mom."

Ji Hancheng knew what was hidden in her eyes, and he could feel what his daughter was thinking through her eyes, and advised: "Don't worry, dad has already taken care of it and will see him."

Ji Xinhan nodded. After just a few seconds, she relaxed and said, "Why are you all here? How long have I been asleep?"

Tang Junyao had already taken the instruments to check her daughter's body. After checking her body, she relaxed. She breathed out a sigh of relief and nodded to Ji Hancheng.

Ji Hancheng finally had a beautiful smile on his face, but there was a twinkling light in his eyes, which were tears of excitement.

This may be tears of joy.

The two couples looked at each other and smiled.

Han Yichen walked around the room excitedly, his excited voice breaking, "I want to tell them, auntie, I'll tell dad and them."

Han Yinuo raised his hand to wipe his tears and stood beside the bed, smiling stupidly at his sister.

Ji Xinhan's eyes kept turning, looking at this and that.

"I didn't sleep long, only a few days. Just wake up. Are you hungry? Whatever you want to eat, daddy will do it." Ji Hancheng fondly touched his daughter's forehead.

"Dad, I kind of want to eat pickled vegetables and noodles."

Hearing this, Tang Junyao immediately put away the things, "Mom is going to do it. I'll go now, but you just woke up. Can mom cook the noodles a little bit?"

"Well, mom, you can do whatever you want, I believe in your skills." Ji Xinhan smiled.

After Tang Junyao went out, Ji Xinhan already had a guess. She should have slept for more than a few days. Everyone was there and crying. In her daze, she heard many people talking to her and scolding her.

She doesn't like the pretentious and sad atmosphere, "Why are you crying? I'm not a good person. Stop crying, otherwise I will think that I have returned to my former glory."

"Sister, what are you talking about?" In the past, Ji Xinyu would have smiled when her sister said this, but now Ji Xinyu couldn't hear these unlucky words from her sister.

Ji Xinhan smiled and hid the sadness in her heart, "Just tell me, you still take it seriously, don't say it anymore, don't say it anymore."

Ji Hancheng's daughter's expression was caught in his eyes. He held his daughter's hand distressedly and pursed his lips in silence.