Chapter 70 Nine years have passed and the young master is already fifteen years old

Author: Ting Lan Tingyu

Chapter 70 Nine years have passed and the young master is already fifteen years old

There were two tables in the living room. Wu Juan divided the dishes into two portions. One table was for the Ye family and the other was for the guests.

Lin Jingcheng and Ye Junlan were easy-going and invited the guards to sit down and eat with them.

When a man is around, drinking is inevitable.

Ye Jian contributed the white wine used to pickle salted eggs and filled a glass for each of the men at the next table.

Except Lin Jingcheng and Ye Junlan.

One of them was recovering from a serious injury, and the other was still recovering from poisoning. Neither of them could drink, and they smiled bitterly at each other as they smelled the tangy aroma of wine.

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Fast forward nine years, and the young master is already fifteen years old.

His appearance has not changed at all from when he was a child, and he still has the same gentle and elegant temperament.

Unfortunately, his leg has not been healed for nine years.

He must have suffered a lot, right?

A gentle boy with a gentle smile, but with a calm appearance, he must be in a lot of pain on the inside.

Wu Juan lowered his eyebrows and pretended not to care about eating, but in fact, from the corner of his eye, he could see Ye Junlan's every move.

She is the master's personal bodyguard. She has been protecting the master since he was born.

Watch him grow up day by day.

What's hateful is that someone secretly poisoned her while she was out on a mission.

The little master was young, and the toxins attacked quickly, and he was unable to detoxify in time. The toxins accumulated in his legs, causing his legs to be disabled.

If the little master's leg hadn't been broken, the master wouldn't have made such a decision.

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"Daughter-in-law, eat a chicken leg."

Ye Jian sensitively noticed that his wife was in a low mood, so he took a piece of chicken leg meat and put it in her bowl: "The heat of the stew today was just right, it was flavorful and chewy. Your cooking skills are almost as good as those of restaurant chefs.

"

"Um."

Wu Juan held the bowl and only slightly twitched the corner of his mouth, as if Quan was responding, but his mind was still extremely confused and it was difficult to calm down.

"Hi."

Ye Jian glanced at Chaoye Junlan sensitively, sighed quietly, and stopped trying to persuade him.

*

A dinner where the host and guest enjoyed themselves.

Except for Wu Juan who was uneasy and forced to smile, the whole family enjoyed the meal very happily.

After dinner, Lin Jingcheng accompanied Ye Junlan to the room prepared for him.

Ye Junlan turned the wheelchair by himself and walked around the room. His eyes paused at the hole under the fire pit for a moment, showing a bit of curiosity.

“It’s cold in winter, so villagers burn fire pits to keep out the cold.”

Lin Jingcheng took off his shoes, sat cross-legged on the kang, and explained rural life to him as if he had been there.

"It seems that you are adapting well to your stay."

Ye Junlan glanced at his sitting posture and smiled jokingly.

"Actually, I'm not that adaptable."

Lin Jingcheng made a sad face and began to show his misery again: "I have been lying in bed for more than half a month, and it is difficult to turn over. Not to mention how miserable it is."

"Jingcheng, don't take risks for me next time."

Ye Junlan's eyes dimmed, showing a bit of exhaustion: "My leg has been disabled for nine years. Even if God opens his eyes and a miracle doctor can cure it, there is no rush."

"Hey, I was wrong."

Lin Jingcheng slapped his forehead in annoyance: "I shouldn't have mentioned this, it's made you sad again."

"Dong dong."

There was a faint knock on the door outside the house.

"Come in."

Ye Junlan instantly put away his decadent mood and cheered up.

"Brother Lan."

Ye Xiuyan smiled and pushed the door into the house while holding the firewood: "It's cold in the autumn night, so my mother asked me to come over and burn the kang for you."

"Do you want to burn it now?"

Lin Jingcheng jumped down from the kang and reached out to take the firewood.

Ye Xiuyan nodded with a smile: "Mom said Brother Lan's legs are not good and he cannot bear the cold."

Ye Junhan's eyes dimmed for a moment, and then he smiled with relief: "Thank your mother for me, for letting her take the trouble."

Thank you little fairy Xiao Xiaoyue for the reward.

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Chapter completed!