ungrateful

Reading the chapter of ungrateful, changing to attack literature, the miserable little pitiful is also favored by others, [Written at the end] This article started in early September, and it really feels like an attack to write here in one breath-tired and tired Cool.

The city has been very lively recently, and the talk about the second young master of the Yan family's marriage to a male wife has not yet passed, and new chat material has spread from the Xin Mansion—the concubines in the Xin Mansion's mansion had dystocia during childbirth, and they almost couldn't give birth. In the middle of the night, all the midwives in the city were tossed up, but no matter how experienced the women were, they couldn't help it. In the end, it was the young wife of Xin Mansion, Mrs. Yun, who went to the medical center to invite a doctor, and even no men were allowed to enter the delivery room. Regardless, he forced the doctor to keep the mother and child safe.

That's not to mention, according to the biography of Mrs. Wen who was present at the time, what the original words said was: "The child can't be kept, if the adults have something good or bad, I won't keep your medical clinic open!"

It was a male fetus, a concubine and the grandson of Xin's parents. Yunsu directly wanted to protect the adults, and the city exploded all of a sudden, and no one even talked about Yanhuai marrying a male wife.

However, everyone's eyes just shifted from the Yan family to the Xin family. The novelty hadn't passed yet, and there was another movement from the magistrate's mansion—the magistrate did not know why he got angry with the magistrate's wife, and slapped the magistrate's wife in a fit of anger. The slap, it took about [-]% of the force, actually slapped the person staggeringly, fell all of a sudden, and slammed the baby who was several months old in his stomach.

The doctors in the city were called over again. When the child was not saved, they all looked at the livid to green face of the magistrate, and they didn't even dare to show their anger. They all felt that they should go to the temple this year. Say goodbye.

How did you manage to deal with the second son of the Yan family, and then came the eldest grandson of the Xin family? Fetal injury.

The nobles are doing everything they can, and it's hard for a group of poor doctors who open medical clinics just to make a living.

However, some families are happy and some are sad. The amount of conversation among ordinary people after dinner has doubled, and the business of selling melon seeds has improved a lot.

The servants of the banquet mansion also joined in the ranks of watching the excitement. During the work break, one or two people who were chatting secretly heard the news-their own house had just finished the trouble, and now the situation has calmed down. Looking at the bustle of other people's houses, it seems particularly comfortable.

But Ji An was so worried that he almost forgot Yan Huai's birthday in a few days.

He almost forgot, but Yan Huai took it very seriously.

Yan Huai regarded this birthday banquet as his wedding banquet with Ji An.

Except for Yanzhou, no one in the house knows about Yan Huai's hidden thoughts. While watching the bustle of other people's houses, he prepares a banquet in his own house. The second master Yan and Mrs. Yan are still immersed in the joy of Yan Huai finally recovering from a serious illness. Among them, I especially wanted to make this birthday banquet lively, so I brought it to Yanhuai's birthday, the house was brightly lit, drums and music blared, and all the rich and noble families in the city could invite.

There were male guests in the outer courtyard and female relatives in the inner courtyard, Ji An hesitated and didn't know where he should go, when he heard Huoxiang calling him outside.

"Peace!" Huoxiang hasn't been at the mansion for quite a while, he proposed marriage, and he's waiting for the bride to enter the house. He usually only works as an apprentice in the pharmacy, and is no longer working at the mansion. Today is Yan Huai's birthday and he just came back to help .

After he finished shouting, he saw Ji An wearing clothes that matched the Yanhuai style, and changed his words: "Little nobleman!"

Ji An put his little head back with a "swish", pretending not to see Huoxiang, and sat back on the stool blushing and heartbeating, but Huoxiang ran in and didn't notice Ji An's embarrassment at all, and continued carelessly: "Master Can't get away, let me come and call you, the banquet is about to start, why are you still dawdling here?"

It was Yan Huai who called him, so Ji An didn't hesitate, and soon followed Huo Xiang to the front yard.

The banquet has already started, and the guests and friends are full of wine and wine, no one is so ruthless to mention anything about "congratulations", they all speak auspicious words about the good fortune of those who are good at the banquet.

No matter if it was true or not, Yan Huai accepted everything according to the order, and then when Ji An came out with Huoxiang, he waved to him and called him: "An An, come here."

Now everyone knew that the "little nobleman" at the banquet was actually this one.

There were too many people, Ji An was a little embarrassed, he just wanted to go to Yan Huai's side quickly, so he didn't notice that at the farther table, Xin Chi was looking at them with an embarrassed and sour expression.

Now Xin Chi's body has been completely ruined by alcohol, and his energy is low. Now even the business affairs have been taken over by Yun Su, and his complexion reveals a kind of decay and depression.

He didn't want to come at first, he didn't want to see Ji An standing beside Yan Huai, keeping away from him again and again, but in the end he came again, so pitiful that he felt satisfied just seeing Ji An.

But now, he just watched those two people who are so well-matched and affectionate, toasting together with wine glasses. In front of Yan Huai and Ji An.

Ji An has almost forgotten about this person now.

He no longer has nightmares, and he no longer thinks of this person because of a similar scene, and gradually forgets many habits he developed when he was with Xin Chi, so he froze for a while, and then whispered: "Xin Chi , Master Xin."

But in the end, he didn't go to the glass of wine that Xin Chi brought over.

Not reconciled, Xin Chi raised the cup abruptly in front of him, and said: "Congratulations, anyway, An An, at least, even if... An An, you have been in the Xin Mansion for six years, and I will be your natal family no matter what."

How dare he say such a thing.

Yan Huai almost laughed angrily, and took a step forward to stand in front of Ji An. This was his and Ji An's wedding banquet. He didn't want to make any troubles, so he just lowered his voice and whispered to Xin Chi, "Mother's family? Master Xin, That day, An An came from your house to my house in a red wedding dress, so I thought he had married me. It's just that An An didn't marry well enough, and she wasn't decent enough. Now I want to worship An An again and get married again. , hold a banquet, but the so-called natal family... Ji Pingan's natal family is dead."

He didn't clink glasses with Xin Chi, but only drank the wine in his hand, and then led Ji An past Xin Chi.

Ji An didn't even look over at him, and obediently followed Yan Huai to toast the second master Yan.

This was just an insignificant episode in this banquet, as if the indelible memories Xin Chi once brought to Ji An had also become an insignificant episode in Ji An's life.

Yan Huai didn't take it seriously, and neither did Ji An.

By the time the banquet ended, it was already late, and the noise and the noise and the guests around him that he didn't know all dispersed, and Ji An was led back by Yan Huai.

The sky was clear, the Big Dipper hung high, and the moon was shining brightly in the sky. The vegetation on the side of the road had gradually become thicker, and some fragrance of vegetation was oozing out under the night wind.

Yan Huai's body smelled of alcohol, and Ji An could smell some grains beside him.

The people in their yard were still busy tidying up in the front yard. The road was quiet, but Ji An's heart throbbed more and more as he walked away, as if there was some omen. Then he walked back to the yard and saw the big red hanging in front of the house from a distance. The moment of the lantern reached its peak.

——He suddenly understood Yan Huai's intention.

What he didn't dare to think about, what he thought he couldn't do, what he never dared to ask for, everything was given to him.

Ji An's heart swelled, and he was about to cry. Almost as soon as he stepped into the room, he turned around without hesitation and threw himself into Yan Huai's arms.

He has never been so eager to tell the young master that he likes him so much.

Before the banquet, he was still hesitating, afraid that he would be inappropriate, and that the man's wife would be ridiculed, but at the moment when Yan Huai hugged him back, Ji An didn't seem to remember this matter, he only remembered that Yan Huai had told him— —

"Ping'an means smooth Anshun. It's a good name."

"An'an, forget about the past."

"It's good that I have An'an, and I don't want others."

"The one who saves you will abandon you, but the one who loves you won't."

"An'an, when you want me to hug you, you have to tell me before I know."

"My An An will not be wronged in the future."

"Marriage of two surnames, a contract in one house, a good relationship will last forever, matching the same name. One heart and one mind, suitable for a room and IKEA. I would like to write a letter to Hong Jian with a white-headed agreement, so that the alliance of red leaves will be recorded in the mandarin tree. This is proof."

——He pressed himself tightly into Yan Huai's arms. The two of them wore well-matched and festive clothes. Although they were not wedding clothes, they were better than wedding clothes. Ji An's voice was trembling, and he called out to Yan Huai: "Mr.

Yan Huai wrapped his arms around Ji An's waist, holding him securely in his arms, and replied, "Ma'am."

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