How can a super obedient daughter-in-law be the devil?

"Ah Yong, today's harvest is good!"

A young man of fifteen or sixteen was walking on the road, carrying a heavy basket on his back and a pheasant in his hand, and was hurrying towards the village.

Hearing someone calling him, the young man paused slightly, and replied with a smile, "Yes, Fifth Grandpa, I caught a pheasant today, and it can be used to make soup for Xiao Yin."

Speaking of Xiaoyin, the smile on the old man's face softened a bit, "That baby Zhanyin, is it alright?"

The boy named Ah Yong showed a bit of sadness on his face, "It's still the same, with ups and downs. I discussed with my father and wanted to take him to the town to see someday when the weather is good."

Hearing his answer, the creases on the old man's face wrinkled a little, "You guys..."

Tan Jiayong smiled, and waved the pheasant in his hand, "Fifth Grandpa, I'm leaving first, if I don't go back to stew the chicken, I won't be able to keep up with time."

The old man waved his hand, "Go, go."

Seeing Ah Yong leaving briskly, the old man shook his head and let out a long sigh.

Just a young man came over, "Grandpa, why are you sighing?"

The old man shook his head, "It's nothing, I just feel that the two fathers and sons are too honest, other people's children are raised with all their heart and soul... If there is no such child, your uncle Tan's family will definitely not be what it is now." Everyone is related, even if they don't have the same surname, they will still be called by seniority.

The young man scratched his head, "But, didn't you say that the child's parents saved Uncle Tan's life? It's justified for them to be kind to Zhan's child, right?"

The old man shook his head, "It's true to say that, but the child has been sick for so many years, and no matter how great the kindness is, it will be over." As for the Tan family, the father and son are honest, they have emptied the family property, and they still have to work hard to support it.

"Uncle Tan and Ah Yong are both good people!" In the end, the young man made a conclusion.

The old man laughed and shook his head, "Forget it, that's other people's business." Whatever other people choose, that's other people's lives.

Tan Jiayong walked back quickly with a pheasant in his hand and a pannier on his back.His harvest today was really good, thinking of seeing Xiao Yin's smiling face when he returned home, he couldn't help but quicken his pace a bit.

Soon, an old blue brick and tile house appeared in front of him. This size is already one of the best in the village, but it has been built for a long time, and it looks like it has some traces of time.

Tan Jiayong pushed open the somewhat dilapidated courtyard door, and before he entered, he showed a big smile, "Xiao Yin, I'm back!"

The boy who was sitting on the chair stood up abruptly, with a surprised expression on his face, "Ah, brother, you're back!" Probably because he got up too hastily, the boy's slender body shook slightly, Tan Jiayong was so frightened that he lost all the pheasants in his hands, rushed over, helped him into his arms, and reprimanded, "How many times have I told you, move slowly, why don't you listen!"

Leaning in his arms, the young man showed a bit of embarrassment on his pale face, and apologized softly, "I won't do it next time..."

Hearing the boy's soft apology, Tan Jiayong's anger disappeared in an instant, and he scratched his head quickly, "Just remember..." Then he quickly changed the subject, "Hey, I caught a chicken today, come back later. I'll give you some chicken soup..."

Halfway through speaking, he looked at the person standing next to him in surprise, "Hey, Dalang, why are you here?"

The face of the person called Dalang was slightly distorted, "My name is Yunshan! Call me Wu Yunshan!"

Tan Jiayong glanced at him in surprise, these country boys like to be called by nicknames on weekdays.This Wu Family Dalang and them are from the same village. Although they don't usually hang out together, they often greet each other when they look up and down. They used to be very happy to be called Dalang. Why is this attitude today?

Although there were some doubts in his mind, Tan Jiayong didn't think too much about it. After all, the name belonged to him, so he could call it whatever he wanted others to call it.

Tan Jiayong quickly changed his words, "Yunshan, do you have anything to do with us?"

Finally, he was no longer called Da Lang, and Wu Yunshan's complexion improved a bit. Hearing Tan Jiayong's question, he subconsciously looked at the boy in his arms, with a shy expression but a bit of eagerness in his eyes, "I heard that Zhan Jia My brother is not in good health, and you have gone up the mountain again, we are all from the same village, so we came here to see if we need help."

At the beginning, these words sounded fine, but Zhan Yin has been in poor health since he was a child. Except for Tan Jiayong, he rarely had contact with his peers, and he rarely even saw outsiders except for Tan Jiayong and his son.

Now a person suddenly appeared and said to him that he was worried that Zhan Yin was alone at home, so he came to see if he needed help... Tan Jiayong immediately sounded the alarm in his heart. He put it in his arms again, "Thank you for your concern, our family will not be short of people."

Thinking about the village, Tan Jiayong softened his tone a bit, "I'm going to cook, Yunshan wants to stay and eat together?"

Wu Yunshan finally understood his intention of seeing off the guests, and quickly waved his hands, "No, no, then I'll go back first and come to see you some other day." He was talking about you, but his eyes kept looking at Zhanyin.

After sending Wu Yunshan away, Tan Jiayong's face completely darkened.Just now, Wu Yunshan's eyes were obviously trying to occupy Yin, the more he thought about it, the darker Tan Jiayong's face became, and he wished he could rush out and beat him up now.

Taking a deep breath, Tan Jiayong looked at Zhan Yin worriedly, "Did he do anything?" Feeling that the words were too blunt, he softened his tone, "Did he say anything strange?"

The boy raised his head, pursed his lips and smiled at him, "No."

Seeing the boy's eyes full of smiles, Tan Jiayong couldn't help reaching out and rubbing his head, "Xiao Yin, good boy~"

After comforting his own cub, Tan Jiayong started to clean up the pheasant he had forgotten.

The pheasant is not as fat as the domestic chicken, but there is still a lot of oil and water in the stew. Tan Jiayong added some collected medicinal materials to it. Zhan Yin has been sick all year round, which led the Tan family and his son to do some research on medicinal materials.Every time I saw it in the wild, I would gather it back, and Zhan Yin would save the edible ones for him to make medicinal meals, and sell the inedible ones in the market or in the town for some money.

Soon, a strong smell of medicine mixed with the smell of chicken soup spread into the noses of the two of them, and the boy sniffed, "Ah, it smells so good!"

"You should eat more!" Tan Jiayong took the time to gently scratch the boy's nose.

In fact, because of Zhanyin's body, the dishes on the Tan family's table are generally very light, with very few condiments, and often even a strange smell of medicine can be revealed from it. The freshness of the ingredients has been worked hard, so it's not really delicious.

However, the young man was very generous, no matter what time he tried to eat as much as he could.Even so, his body can't get fat. He has a serious illness every three days and a minor illness every two days. His face is almost always morbidly pale. When he is seriously ill, his face is still black and blue, and he is often skinny. Looking at Tan Jiayong's heart, he wished he could replace it with his body.

As the sky gradually darkened, Tan Jiayong scooped up a bowl of chicken soup for Zhan Yin to drink slowly. Zhan Yin was unwilling at first and wanted to wait for Tan Wen to come back to eat together, but Tan Jiayong glared at him, and immediately picked up the bowl obediently, taking small sips He drank it, but his eyeballs kept looking out.

Tan Jiayong couldn't help rubbing the boy's head. His family Xiaoyin is very good, but God is a bit unfair. How can such a good child let him suffer from illness all year round?

Counting the days, it's already June, and it will be Zhan Yin's birthday in just over a month.Thinking about how Xiaoyin lived in July every year, Tan Jiayong couldn't help feeling a little urgent.

When Dad comes back, there are people at home, so he will go to the mountains to search for a few days to see if he can get some good things. Before July, he must bring Xiaoyin to the town. There is no doctor in the hospital to watch him. Really uneasy.

As the night darkened, it seemed that Tan Wen would not come back, "Father probably won't come back, let's have dinner."

The boy's small face showed a bit of worry, he knew that Father Tan went hunting in the woods for him.Tan Jiayong rubbed his head, "Don't worry, daddy is a veteran hunter, he will be fine."

Tan Jiayong couldn't see him frowning. The doctor said that Zhan Yin had to relax in order to take good care of him and not get sick, so he tried his best to make Zhan Yin smile more every day, and the boy was also very good, every time he looked up he would show him a big smile .

The young man's smile was clean and bright, which made everyone who saw it feel healed. Every time Tan Jiayong saw it, he would feel a blow to his heart, and then he couldn't help rubbing the young man's head, and praised him for being good.

After eating, the two packed up and got ready for bed.When sending Zhanyin back to the room, Tan Jiayong suddenly remembered Wu Yunshan who appeared today, and suddenly felt a little uneasy, "Why don't I sleep with you tonight?"

Hearing Tan Jiayong's words, the young man's face suddenly changed, and he became tough, "No!" He said and slammed the door shut.

Tan Jiayong looked at the closed door, a little stunned.Touching his nose, he knocked on the door again, "Hey, Xiaoyin open the door, I'll check your room."

The door was gently opened, and the boy's head popped out from the crack of the door, and said sullenly, "You can't sleep with me."

Seeing the young man like this, Tan Jiayong couldn't say no to it, he nodded repeatedly, "Okay, I'll listen to you!"

Only then did the young man step aside, and Tan Jiayong walked in hastily.

It was supposed to be a hot June day, but Zhan Yin's room seemed to be filled with countless ice cubes. As soon as Tan Jiayong entered the door, he shivered and couldn't help but look back at Zhan Yin, "Is there enough quilt?"

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