The son-in-law of a prosperous family

The candlelight in the main room flickered gently in the silence. As Bai Guihua and Fang Dashan returned to their rooms to rest and the children were coaxed to sleep, the lively atmosphere gradually dissipated, leaving only Fang Huai and Zhao Yunchuan.

Fang Huai stood up and fanned the charcoal fire. Warmth instantly spread, and she said softly, "Husband, our parents and children have gone to bed, so we can relax a bit."

Zhao Yunchuan smiled and nodded, took a pot of warm wine from the table, and filled the glasses for both of them: "Brother Huai, let's have a drink together."

His eyes were gentle, the candlelight danced in his eyes, full of gratitude towards Fang Huai.

The wine flows, creating tiny ripples in the glass.

He picked up the wine glass. Under the candlelight, the clear wine glowed with a soft halo. It gently touched the wine glass in Fang Huai's hand, and a crisp "ding" sound spread in the quiet room.

The two men tilted their heads back, the wine went down their throats, and the warmth went straight into their hearts.

Zhao Yunchuan put down his wine glass and lingered on Fang Huai's face for a long time. The flickering candlelight made his concerned expression even clearer.

"Brother Huai," Zhao Yunchuan's Adam's apple moved slightly, and his tone was unconsciously tinged with a hint of trepidation, "Since we got married, although I have tried my best, I am always worried that I have neglected something. I want to know, are you satisfied with your current life? In the days to come, I will definitely try my best to make your life better, but if I don't know your feelings, I will always feel unsure."

Fang Huai was stunned for a moment, then a smile broke out on his face. In the candlelight, that smile was brighter than the flowers blooming in spring.

He put down his wine glass, reached out and held Zhao Yunchuan's hand, and the warmth of his palm spread through their skin.

"My dear, I love my life now. I never dreamed that I could become a government official, have two lovely children, have healthy parents, and even luckier, know and love you.

This kind of ordinary and happy life is something I never dared to imagine before. Now I feel like a winner in life."

Zhao Yunchuan's tense shoulders relaxed instantly, a hint of relief and tenderness flashed in his eyes, and he held Fang Huai's hand tightly with his backhand, as if he was holding the most precious treasure in the world.

"Brother Huai, as long as you are satisfied, everything I do is worth it. In the long years ahead, I will continue to protect you and make our family happy forever."

Fang Huai nodded slightly, and the two smiled at each other, with a tacit understanding flowing in silence.

At this time, the candlelight in the main room flickered gently, and the warm glow enveloped the two figures. It was dark outside the window, but the warmth inside the house was as hot as a charcoal fire, telling of the beauty of their long-lasting love.

The charcoal fire crackled, the candlelight gradually became dim, and the two of them each poured a glass of wine.

Zhao Yunchuan looked out the window, the night was dark, "In the years to come, I will be with you, watching the changing of the seasons, experiencing the trivialities and beauty of life."

Fang Huai leaned on Zhao Yunchuan's shoulder and said softly, "It's good to have you here."

Before I knew it, the night outside the window became darker and darker. The candle in the main room had burned out, and only a few dark red spots of charcoal remained.

The two of them snuggled together like this, chatting about random things, from interesting things in the past to expectations for the future, time passed quietly in the warm words.

When the first ray of morning light penetrated the window and shone into the house, they were shocked to realize that they had been guarding the New Year for the entire night.

Fang Huai got up in a daze and prepared to make the bed. His fingertips touched a bulging object under the pillow. He took it out curiously and found it was an exquisitely embroidered New Year purse with twin lotus embroidered on it. The needlework was delicate and lifelike.

"Husband, did you prepare this?" Fang Huai looked at Zhao Yunchuan with surprise.

Zhao Yunchuan tightened his arms, hugged Fang Huai closer to him, and explained with a smile: "This purse was not embroidered by me. A few days ago, I passed by the embroidery workshop and fell in love with it at first sight. I thought the twin lotus flowers on the purse looked like us, so I bought it and filled it with silver and gold ingots as a New Year's red envelope for you."

Fang Huai raised his head, his eyes full of emotion and shyness. His fingers repeatedly stroked the delicate edge of the purse, and he muttered softly: "I'm not a child, why are you so attentive?"

Zhao Yunchuan gently pinched Fang Huai's chin, his eyes so gentle that they could drip water: "In my opinion, you always deserve the best."

The morning light poured into the main room, gilding the purse in Fang Huai's hand. The twin lotus flowers on the purse became more vivid, just like the sweetness of the two at the moment.

Fang Huai held the purse against his chest. When he looked up, his eyes were full of tenderness. He said softly, "Although it's unnecessary, I am very happy to receive this gift."

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, when the first rays of morning light shone through the thin window paper and fell on the two people, the heavy snow from last night had stopped. Fang Huai pushed open the door of the main room, and a fresh and cold air blew in his face, and before him was a world covered in silver.

Crystal clear icicles hung under the eaves, sparkling with colorful light under the sunlight. The few wintersweets in the yard looked even more beautiful against the backdrop of white snow, and the rich fragrance of the flowers filled the cool air.

Fang Huai couldn't help but sigh: "Such a day is really good."

Zhao Yunchuan held his hand and said, "The days ahead will definitely be better."