Reborn Tiger Poison Eater

The noise from the study room that night could be heard clearly from the upper and lower floors of the main building.

First, Mr. Yan broke the wine bottle in a rage, and then drove the person away with rude words. Finally, Ms. Kang ran downstairs crying.This series of dramas, it is hard not to make people guess randomly, and various versions of gossip stories are derived.It's just that the Yan family has the rules of the Yan family, no one can control what they think, but if you want to keep your job, you must first learn to keep your mouth shut.

The next morning, Kang Yuzhu declared that she was not feeling well, so she stayed in the room and did not come out for breakfast.

Ling Caiyi tidied up the messy study in person, and ordered someone to prepare meals according to Miss Kang's taste.When facing the boss, she still drooped her heavy eyelids, didn't ask a single extra word, and didn't even have a suspicious look in her eyes.

It's just that when chewing the chocolate beans, there is a bang sound, which is extraordinarily crisp and vigorous.

Yan Yuxing flew to Japan for business, only Yan Yaoqin and Zhuo Yang and his son were left at the dining table in the morning, a little deserted.

Zhuo Yang naturally didn't forget the mess he made last night, and when facing Yan Yaoqin, he was somewhat uncomfortable.Out of politeness, he had to lower his head and greet in a low voice: "Good morning, Dad."

Yan Yaoqin looked back at him meaningfully, with a smile on his face: "Our young lady, did you sleep well last night? Didn't disturb you?"

Zhuo Yang hurriedly picked up the cup to cover his face, pretended to drink water, and replied vaguely: "Well, I slept well."

"That's good..." Yan Yaoqin sighed deliberately in a long tone, "I didn't sleep very well, the alcohol was too strong, and I was insomnia. Fortunately, you only drank a little."

Zhuo Yang heard that there was something in his words, frowned slightly, and ate breakfast in silence.With a snack in his mouth, he didn't know what to think of, suddenly he couldn't hold it back, he chuckled, he quickly looked left and right, while no one noticed, he restrained his expression, and returned to his appearance of being well-behaved.

For a long time, Yan Yaoqin complained in a low voice at a volume that only the two of them could hear: "You still laugh, you still have a face to smile, you!" While speaking, he also smiled briefly but heartily at the milk glass in front of him meaning.

Zhang Chongjiu's figure flashed through the door at some point, and walked all the way to the restaurant, wanting to confirm the itinerary for the day.As soon as he stepped past the kitchen door, he was pulled in forcefully by a hand.Taking a closer look, it was Ling Caiyi in a small ginger suit.

Ling Caiyi looked at the pair of father and son next door who rarely get along in harmony, then at Zhang Chongjiu who was at a loss, raised his finger and knocked on the solid wood closet next to him: "Tsk tsk tsk, Mr. Chongjiu, you are more like that A piece of wood!"

As a nephew who was brought up by Kang Yuzhu and treated as his own, Zhuo Yang would of course go to accompany and visit his wronged and unwell aunt.

The guest room is in a small courtyard on the side of the main building.When Kang Yurou was approached by the Yan family, her younger sister also lived in with her elder sister for 18 years, and she had long regarded herself as the master.

When Zhuo Yang knocked on the door and entered, Kang Yuzhu was tidying up.Several large suitcases brought back from the East Island were piled up on the carpet in disorder, and scattered clothes were scattered.The curtains were not drawn, and the whole room was dark and depressing.

If it was Zhuo Yang, seeing that the other party was busy, he would take the initiative to ask where he needed help.But Yan Yusi was not such a person, he would just unceremoniously pick out something interesting, hold it in his hand and fiddle with it, then he went straight to the sofa and lay down on it like a boneless one.

Although she lost face with her brother-in-law yesterday, Kang Yuzhu still remained calm in front of her little nephew.She poured a glass of warm water into Zhuo Yang's hands: "Yusi, you're still a good boy, knowing that you came to stay with my aunt, it's not in vain to hurt you."

Zhuo Yang didn't drink her water, but just swayed his legs and said with a smile: "In my eyes, my aunt is just like my mother. I'm afraid that my aunt will not love me after she gets married and has her own children."

Consciously or unintentionally, Kang Yuzhu's heart disease was touched again.There is never a shortage of men around her, and there are many people who want to marry her, but the only man in her heart will never marry her.When it came to having a baby, she had long since given up on the idea.Even if she had the chance to get married, she was reluctant to part with her slender waist like a girl.Therefore, all hopes can only be pinned on Yan Yuxing.

Kang Yuzhu's mood dropped instantly, and she asked casually, "I heard from Caiyi that you have been ill for a long time, what's the matter? Are you willful and refusing to take medicine?"

"Who said, I take medicine on time every day! I'm sick because..." Zhuo Yang put his chin on the armrest of the sofa with an aggrieved look, leaned over to Kang Yuzhu and asked mysteriously, "Auntie, what are you doing?" Ever seen a ghost?"

"Sneaking in on horror movies again has frightened you, knowing that I'm a coward and always showing off!" Kang Yuzhu didn't care, and continued to fold the clothes around her.

Zhuo Yang grabbed the cushion with his fingers, looking extremely nervous, lowered his eyebrows and muttered in a low voice: "But... I always have that kind of dream, and I seem to see... Auntie, I may have run into a ghost!"

Kang Yuzhu didn't pay attention at first, but when she saw her nephew's voice gradually getting quieter, and her eyes were still dodging timidly, she turned her head suddenly: "Did you dream of Zhuo Yang? You... don't be afraid, think about it every day." , dreaming at night..."

Since Zhuo Yang walked into the room just now, he caught a glimpse of a small piece of bright yellow triangular paper bag in Kang Yuzhu's luggage, and recognized it as a peace talisman prayed for in Guanyin Temple, so he intentionally frightened the other party: "I dreamed that he told me , Anyone who harmed him will not be spared. It is useless to go to the temple to pray to the gods and worship the Buddha, and the Buddha will not keep the wicked safe. He said that even if he can't do it himself, he will use other people's hands to take revenge ..."

Kang Yuzhu's hair stood on end, she unconsciously wrapped her clothes tightly and rubbed her shoulders.Even though it was broad daylight, there was a chill down my spine for no reason.

She did go to the Guanyin Temple to burn incense and kowtow because of her uneasiness, hoping that the gods and Buddhas would bless her, and even asked for a magic talisman to suppress ghosts.If there were no ghosts, how could the words in Yan Yusi's dream be so appropriate?Could it be that Zhuo Yang was really watching her every move in the dark?

Zhuo Yang saw her small movements in his eyes, and became more convinced of his deduction, and immediately chased after the victory: "Also, auntie, I found that something is wrong at home. Let's talk about that dog named Bobby, you know, it I’m the closest to Zhuo Yang. Every time it saw me, it would run away with its tail between its legs, but since Zhuo Yang’s death, it would always come to me while people weren’t paying attention, and every time it looked at me, it would look fierce Yes, as if he was going to rush over and bite me to death. And Dad, Dad is also very strange, you know, Dad used to hate those people with the surname Zhuo the most, but a few days ago, he actually took someone to pay homage to Zhuo Yun, Are you saying there is a ghost..."

"Stop talking nonsense! There are no ghosts in the world, don't scare yourself!" Kang Yuzhu categorically stopped her nephew, but her voice became a little shrill because of nervousness.Thinking of Yan Yaoqin's abnormal attitude last night, she said she didn't believe it, but she unconsciously became afraid in her heart.

Zhuo Yang carefully examined her attitude, and nodded secretly in his heart: "Auntie, you have to be careful. You were in the East Island a while ago, and Zhuo Yang couldn't find you, so you only came to pester me. Now that you are back, I don't know if he will find you too!"

A flash of panic flashed across Kang Yuzhu's face, and she tried to regain her composure: "Don't be afraid, it's okay, nothing will happen. In a few days, we will invite some Taoist priests to perform rituals in front of Zhuo Yang's grave. Don't worry, my aunt can Helping you get rid of Zhuo Yang can also help you get rid of Zhuo Yang’s ghost! Don’t be afraid, calm down, be careful, and stop talking nonsense! Don’t forget what we said, everything is for me, it’s you You said it!"

Zhuo Yang smiled and looked at Kang Yuzhu: "I listen to my aunt!" But his eyes gradually turned cold.

Not knowing what Yan Yaoqin was thinking, he suddenly sent Awan to pick up Zhuo Yang, without saying where he was going or what he was going to do.

Zhuo Yang got into the car suspiciously, and was dragged all the way to the high-rise apartment on Huangting Avenue.Ah Wan just sent the man to the door, and politely said goodbye without saying a word.Zhuo Yang stood in front of the door in a daze for a long time, thought for a while, and tentatively rang the doorbell.

Soon, the door opened from the inside, and Yan Yaoqin poked his head out with a smile on his face: "Ayang, you are welcome to be our guest."

The surprise was fleeting, Zhuo Yang smiled wryly: "Really, so I'm here as a guest, ha, I don't even know."

Yan Yaoqin took out a pair of warm and comfortable home shoes, put them at Zhuo Yang's feet, and knelt down to help him put them on again.Xu has had a similar experience, this time Zhuo Yang didn't hide, and let his father serve him attentively, and he felt a kind of calmness that should be taken for granted.

This apartment is small in size and decorated simply and delicately.The view outside the window is wide, and you can have a panoramic view of the entire West District. You can also faintly hear the distant siren sound from the Star Ferry Wharf.

Zhuo Yang talked with Kang Yuzhu for a long time, and his guesses were confirmed, but he became more relaxed, and couldn't help joking with his father: "Why, Lao Yan, I didn't enjoy the wine tasting yesterday, do you want to continue today? ?”

Yan Yaoqin raised his index finger and nodded at him: "You really guessed it right, but only a part of it!"

He bowed and put his hands on Zhuo Yang's shoulders, and pushed his son to the dining table to sit down.The small square table was covered with a small light brown and white checkered tablecloth. The tablecloth was not old, and even exuded a faint aroma of butter.

This familiar feeling made Zhuo Yang's heart twitch suddenly, and he thought of his former home in Australia.

Yan Yaoqin turned around and took out a glass wine bottle that was so simple that it didn't even have a label, poured a glass of light golden liquid and handed it to Zhuo Yang.In an instant, the rich fruity aroma spreads everywhere, as if you are in an apple orchard ripening in autumn.

Zhuo Yang accepted it hesitantly, took a sip carefully, and then took another big sip, showing a surprised smile: "Isn't this the cider brewed by the owner of Wolf Tavern? Where did you get it?" He couldn't believe it Rubbing his lips, reminiscing about the mellow fragrance that has not changed over the years, he asked suspiciously, "You disappeared for three days, could it be just to engage in this thing? You really...leave behind such a big stall in Lidao , just to find a bottle of wine?"

Yan Yaoqin leaned down, put his elbows on the edge of the table, and looked at his son contentedly: "How big is the stall? No one is bigger than my Ayang!" Knowing that his words would burden his son, he changed the subject lightly, " This Mr. Wolfe moved his family to Melbourne two years ago, but luckily he is still running the tavern, and it seems that the taste of the wine has not changed. Daddy still has some uses!"

Zhuo Yang just tasted the wine intoxicatedly, smiled and didn't speak.Yan Yaoqin couldn't help but patted his head: "Don't be greedy, there are some good ones, and they are all yours. There will be more good things later."

Rolling up his sleeves, he went into the kitchen, and after some busy work, Yan Yaoqin came out with a bowl of food.The steam in the bowl is steaming, and the simple and simple atmosphere of the pasta is rippling.Helping Zhuo Yang arrange the tableware, he asked, "I heard that when you were in Australia, every Chinese New Year, your family would always make this kind of clear soup dumpling, to see if it tastes right."

"Who did you hear that from?" Zhuo Yang couldn't wait to pick one up and put it in his mouth. The dumplings were very hot, and it took him a long time to swallow the heat with his mouth open.

Yan Yaoqin helped him pick out two hanging on the side plate, and said in detail: "It was told by the neighbor named Tom next door. He said that in those years Zhuo Yun often invited him to eat Chinese dumplings, and he still remembered that they were fresh shrimp stuffing." Yes, I have made it many times, but he always said that the taste is not right. I consulted the local Chinese chef, and they also said that the filling is okay. Tom kept saying that there was a certain lack of sweetness in it. Later we found out that it was added cinnamon powder ..."

"Yeah, other people's families don't do this. So I haven't eaten dumplings with this taste for many years." The heat was fumigated, Zhuo Yang's eyes were a little blurred, "I had a bad stomach when I was a child, and I couldn't digest it when I ate. , no matter what food my mother makes, she always puts a little cinnamon powder in it habitually. She told me...she said..."

Zhuo Yang couldn't speak any more, he lowered his head, his shoulders tensed.There was a clear smile on his face, but there were big tears dripping down from the covered place.

Yan Yaoqin put the handkerchief by the table and quietly exited the room.When he came to the balcony, he looked at the rushing traffic and brightly lit Huangting Avenue under his feet. He was still the tall man with no one by his side, but this time, he was not alone.

Yan Yaoqin took out a cigarette and lit it, and slowly exhaled the misty smoke.Turning around, I saw Zhuo Yang wiping away his tears with the back of his hand.This is the second time I saw my son cry.

The last time, when he was seriously ill and drowsy, he lost his life, his identity, and the warmth and love he was looking for so hard, crying in despair.This time, living in someone else's body, I still couldn't be myself, but just because of a bowl of food that tasted like my mother, I laughed and cried.

Alas, I obviously wanted him to laugh, but finally made him cry again.

One time is lost, one time is gained, lost a lot, gained very little.Yan Yaoqin sighed silently, it turns out that this son is really simple and easy to satisfy, just this is enough for him to be happy.Why didn't I do it before...