A "stupid" was filled with Shui Han's love for him. She was so regretful now that she was so stupid before. She didn't notice his strangeness. She really thought he had a mistress. Unexpectedly, because of a heartbreaking thing, his forbearance helped her. Although she suffered the pain of love in the three years of separation, she preserved the image of Shui Yurou in her mind. He suffered all the pain alone, and he was carrying the crime of a heartless man, but never explained it. Her heart's premature birth to Xiao Lemon and Yan Jiyun's ruthlessness that day were always her hidden pain. Even if she relied on her love for him, how could she be relieved to know the truth?

But although this truth can make Shui Han relieve her past pain, it adds new pain to her... It turns out that Yan Jiyun's mother was indirectly killed by her mother. If her mother hadn't deliberately approached Yan Zhansong and wanted to take revenge on the Yan family, perhaps Yan Jiyun's mother would not have died. With such a big hatred, he spent three years to figure it out after getting married. Wasn't it just because he loved her too deeply? But she didn't know before, and she thought he was ruthless and selfish...

"Wuwuwu...I often call you a bastard, but I found that...I am the one who is the most troublesome...I don't know that you have suffered so much pain...I deserve to die...Wuwuwu..." Shui Han sobbed in Yan Jiyun's arms, and the sob sound could still shatter his heart even though he deliberately suppressed it.

Yan Jiyun lowered his head and held up her clean little face, as if he was holding the most precious treasure in the world, gently kissing her wet eyelashes and tears at the corners of her eyes, salty, but he felt very sweet because this was her love, and her heartache for him was the most beautiful petal, and he was happy to kiss her in his mouth.

He took her tender lips and whispered vaguely: "It's all over... Don't let the pain of the past affect us... Every minute we are together is precious, we cannot use the precious time to hold grudges or guilt. I don't allow you to be sad, and you won't let you cry again... let alone you be heartbroken because of guilt... I believe that my mother has a spirit in heaven and must accept you as her daughter-in-law, otherwise, how could we meet again? Be good... We won't mention those unhappy things, and in the future, our family will be happy."

Life, happiness, happiness... I didn't think it was so valuable before, but now, I felt extremely strong. What I couldn't let go of in the past became calm and light. What else is better than living and being with my lover? Hate, blood, and pain are no longer important at this moment. They just need to make their steps lighter and walk through their future lives.

Shui Han felt extremely painful because she knew about this, and even felt that she was difficult to face him at some point. But after hearing what he said, her heart was melted again. His tolerance and love were like the spring breeze and rain, nourishing her and touching her. She couldn't help but kissing her passionately, hugging his neck, and biting her gently as he did...

The two were lingering and unable to separate. Some time later, there was a small figure on their feet. They looked at them curiously, biting their fingers and said, "Mom...Dad...Why don't you call me when you kiss? You are so partial...I want to kiss too!"

Shui Han was so shocked that she hurriedly retreated from Yan Jiyun's arms, and her face turned red with shame... Oh no, let her son see her kissing Yan Jiyun, and I wonder if it would have a negative impact on the child?

Yan Jiyun was very generous and picked up the little lemon and whispered: "Son, let me be honest, except for kissing my parents, grandparents, have you kissed other female classmates in your class?"

Shui Han glared at him angrily: "It's really unscrupulous. Our son is only five years old. Don't teach him badly!"

Shui Hanman thought Little Lemon would say no, but who knew that the little guy was actually twisted, his tender face was flushed, and he said a little embarrassedly: "I didn't kiss a female classmate, but... but a female classmate kissed me... I... was thinking about whether to kiss her too."

"..." Shui Han almost choked by her saliva, and said in surprise and nervously: "A female classmate kisses you? This... this... no, you can't kiss that female classmate, you must not, remember!"

Shui Han has a conservative mind and thinks that her son is still young and shouldn’t have come into contact with such things too early. It’s okay to kiss her family, so other friends will be spared... In fact, the main reason is that if the friend catches a cold and is transmitted to Xiao Lemon, the child will suffer again.

Yan Jiyun laughed and said proudly: "My son has really inherited my glorious tradition. I remember that many girls have been chasing me since kindergarten. It seems that my son is not worse than me!"

"You... are you going to show off? Humph, Little Lemon is much more obedient than you!"

"It's okay, son, if you like any girl, you can kiss her face and forget it, remember." Yan Jiyun also didn't forget that Xiao Lemon's body had just improved and he had to be more careful.

"Hehe... I like my mother and dad, I also like Aunt Tongfei... As well as Aunt Lan, Grandpa... And..." The little guy was very serious about counting his fingers, and his little mouth was so cute.

Speaking of grandpa, that's Yan Hongzhang... Shui Han and Yan Jiyun looked at each other at the same time, and the meaning was all in vain.

"It's only ten o'clock now, it's not too late." Shui Han said softly, snuggling beside Yan Jiyun, looking at him quietly.

Yan Jiyun felt warm in her heart. She was really understanding and knew what he was thinking. Such a tacit understanding was so warm.

"Son, are you sleepy? Do you want to go to bed now?"

Little Lemon shook his head and smiled cutely: "I don't want to sleep yet, I want my father to tell me a story..."

"Okay, Dad has a lot of new stories to tell you." Yan Jiyun replied readily, his eyes full of gentle love.

Yan Jiyun will definitely tell a story to Xiao Lingle tonight, but he has to change his place.

In the Yan family's mansion, there was still light in a bedroom on the third floor. It was Yan Hongzhang's room.

The old man was not asleep yet, leaning on the bed, wearing reading glasses, holding a book called "Romance of the Sui and Tang Dynasties" in his hand... The book is already very old and a little yellow, just like the traces of time imprinted on the old man's face, mottled and vicissitudes.

Longevity is something that many people desire, but for some people, longevity may be a torture. Children rarely come to visit each other all year round, and their family affection is as thin as paper. And his beloved grandson doesn’t know whether it is life or death. He lives here, and he doesn’t have to worry about food and clothing. He is serving him, but he is so empty that he feels so empty.

Recently, Yan Hongzhang often dreamed of his eldest son Yan Zhansong and his beloved grandson, Yan Jiyun. He had a poor sleep, so he took out this old book to read it.

In addition to wrinkles, the old man also had many age spots, his skin was old and his eyes were turbid. He was reading books alone under the lamp. This scene was indeed a bit desolate. Half an hour ago, Yan Zhi came to see the old man and chatted for a while, but Yan Zhi also understood that in his grandfather's heart, he always looked forward to Yan Jiyun and no one could replace him.

When the knock on the door came, Yan Hongzhang looked up and thought it was Mrs. Chen, so he lowered his head and continued reading, but said lightly: "Come in."

Shui Han held the child and walked in gently with Yan Jiyun. When she saw the old figure under the lonely lamp, she still couldn't help but feel a soreness in her nose...

"Grandpa... You haven't sleeped so late." Shui Han's words revealed a little bit of blame, because she was nervous about Yan Hongzhang's body.

Yan Hongzhang was stunned. He didn't expect Shui Han would come so late, so he raised his eyes in surprise... In an instant, the smile on the old man's face froze, his thin body trembled constantly, and his turbid gaze became particularly bright.

"Ji Yun..." The old man was stunned, trembling with his lips, and was trembling all over. He was so excited that he lifted the quilt to get out of bed, but Yan Ji Yun had already rushed forward with a big step.

"Grandpa...it's me!" Yan Jiyun called out with his throat, and the man was already sitting next to Yan Hongzhang.

Yan Hongzhang was so excited that he couldn't speak. The surprise was too great. He was gasping for breath, stabilizing his breathing.

"Grandpa... don't be too excited, be careful..."

"Grandpa...drinking water..." Little Lemon walked over with Yan Hongzhang's cup in his hand, with a slim and tender voice coupled with such a sensible and considerate behavior. He was such a very obedient child.

Yan Hongzhang held the warm cup in his hand and finally regained his consciousness. He drank water with tears on his face...

"I didn't expect... I'll see your family reunion in my lifetime... Good... Good... Good..." Yan Hongzhang was so happy that he couldn't control his tears, and he didn't want to control it anymore. During the days when Yan Jiyun disappeared, Yan Hongzhang wiped his tears behind his back.

"Grandpa... I'm not good, I'm worried about being burdened." Yan Jiyun felt heartbroken and blamed himself. In the past, the relatives who cared for him suffered so much.

"It's good to come back... It's good to come back... God has eyes, so I didn't let me go to see Yulian with regret." Yan Hongzhang was afraid. Fortunately, he was still alive, otherwise he would have missed today and died with his eyes closed.

The movements in the main house here alarmed the others. Soon, Chen Sao, Qin Chuan, Shen Rong and Yan Zhi all rushed over.

When everyone saw Yan Jiyun coming back alive, they were happy from the bottom of their hearts. They cried and laughed at night and became lively.
Chapter completed!