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Chapter 91: So He Still Cares About Her Yue

It seemed that it had spanned the long corridor of time, and it took a thousand times to finally see it. With just one glance, too many ups and downs came to my heart. If Shuihan's feet stopped, the people who followed her through the door would bump into her...

"careful!"

"Shuihan!"

"..."

The two anxious male voices came from two men...the former was Yan Jiyun, and the latter was Yan Zui.

With quick eyes and quick hands, Yan Zui rushed up to help Shui Han, but the person who bumped into her just now was Yan Qifang...

"I'm sorry, who told you to stop suddenly? There are so many people behind you." Yan Qifang said coldly and rolled his eyes.

Shui Han was startled and was just supported by Yan Zhui, but the next second she was pulled into a broad embrace.

"Why are you so careless? You are a pregnant woman, so be careful when walking." Yan Jiyun put his arm around Shuihan's shoulders and lowered his head to look at the dull little person in his arms. He couldn't help but feel his heart move, and was shocked by her watery eyes.

, an evil smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "You were so obsessed with watching just now that you didn't pay attention to what was behind you."

Yan Zhui immediately took back his frozen hand in the air, took a deep look at Yan Jiyun and Shui Han, and walked away without saying a word. What could he say, Shui Han was Yan Jiyun's wife, and the couple hugged each other.

It's normal. I just hope that Yan Jiyun didn't do it just to show anyone.

Shui Han was startled at first. When she realized what Yan Jiyun was talking about, she couldn't help but feel angry and ashamed. She snorted at him: "You are so stinky and beautiful. Who can see that you are crazy? I just thought I was dazzled. I haven't seen my husband for a long time.

I... almost don’t recognize you anymore.”

Yan Jiyun held Shuihan in his arms as if there was no one around, feeling uneasy. He hadn't seen her for a long time. Why did he think her round figure was quite cute? Looking at her embarrassed look, her face was blushing, especially those two tender red patches.

Her lips made him feel itchy, and he couldn't help but want to tease her: "Do you mean you are complaining to me that I don't have enough time to spend with you?"

Too few? None at all!

Shui Han's nose felt sour, she broke away from his arms, glared at him angrily, looked away abruptly, and followed Yan Hongzhang forward, leaving Yan Jiyun there alone.

His arms were empty, and he felt a faint sense of loss. Yan Jiyun suddenly frowned, stared at Shui Han's back, gritted his teeth... Okay, I haven't seen her for a while, and she has made progress. She didn't show up in front of so many people.

Give him face.

She didn't let him hug her, but he insisted on hugging her, but not now. The sacrifice was about to begin, and everyone had to behave themselves. When entering the ancestral hall, they could no longer hug or hug her, and they couldn't act frivolously. This was the minimum respect.

The Yan family has someone specializing in caring for the ancestral hall. Everything has been prepared and cleaned. Even the futon on the floor is spotless.

The ancestral hall is not big, but it is solemn, clean and bright. The tablets are placed neatly and orderly. There is an eye-catching couplet on the wall, with four big characters on the left - Xingyue Hengyao and four big characters on the right - Pines and Cypresses through the ages.

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This is comparable to the work of a famous calligrapher, and was written by the ancestor of the Yan family - Yan Hongzhang's father. After many years, the handwriting on this couplet still exudes an awe-inspiring style, and the settled ink color tells the vicissitudes of the years.

From this ancestral hall, we can get a glimpse of the rich heritage of a large family. They are not rootless duckweeds, they are truly wealthy and distinguished families. What they have inherited is not only their wealth and reputation, but also their sense of mission and glory as members of the Yan family.

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There are two electric candles in front of the desk instead of the ever-burning lamp. There are several futons on the ground in front of the memorial tablet. The embroidery is exquisite and the color is pure, showing the quality of the details. In the square room, four birani trees are placed in each of the four corners.

The pines and cypresses are still tall, and on the tables in the corner, a delicate small stove is emitting a faint scent of sandalwood, adding a bit of refreshing to the quiet and peaceful atmosphere.

There were many people, but it was not noisy. Both adults and children seemed very quiet. Infected by the solemn atmosphere, even the naughty little Xinya was extremely well-behaved. She stood on tiptoes and looked in, but did not dare to shout for anything.

go home.

Sacrificial supplies have been placed in the middle of the yard outside, and the incense used is specially made and will not affect pregnant women, so Shui Han can safely stand next to Yan Jiyun, holding the incense in his hand.

The priest will first worship the heaven and the earth, thank the heaven and the earth for their blessings, and then worship the tablet.

Yan Hongzhang stood in the first place, with a solemn expression, holding the incense religiously, and his deep voice slowly reached everyone's ears. Since his wife died young, the person next to him now is his younger brother Yan Hongrui. Behind them are Yan Hongzhang's children,

Yan Hongrui's children, followed by Yan Jiyun, Yan Zhui and others. This is a sacrifice, and the position is strictly according to generation, which is different from the position at the family banquet.

At such a serious moment, no one dared to make any strange noises and respectfully followed Yan Hongzhang in offering incense.

Shui Han really didn't mean it, but she was a pregnant woman. She stood holding the incense for a while and it wasn't over yet. Yan Hongzhang muttered words there, mostly thanking God for his blessing and favor to the Yan family, but Shui Han didn't listen.

Going in... She felt her waist was a little sore, and she glanced at the people beside her. They seemed to be very focused, so no one would notice her... Shui Han put down the hand holding the incense and rubbed her waist.

A man's face immediately came close to her ear, and his lips almost touched the shell of her ear: "What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Shui Han swallowed nervously, fearing that others would notice that they were distracted.

"It's just that my waist is a little sore."

Acting skills and subconsciously looking at her waist... There is no waist at all. She has already gained weight, and when she puts on the down jacket, her waist and belly can no longer be distinguished.

"Be patient, it will be over soon." Yan Jiyun lowered his voice and looked at Shui Han with a gentle look in his eyes.

Shui Han's heart was beating suddenly, and he didn't know why he nodded obediently. Sure enough, within two minutes, Yan Hongzhang took the lead in putting the incense in his hand into the incense burner, and then a group of people behind him walked up and inserted the incense in it.

Around the three pillars of incense.

Shui Han finally breathed a sigh of relief and could sit next to him.

Now it's time to enter the ancestral hall to pay homage to the tablets. Everyone in each room goes in one by one. It will take a while before it is Yan Jiyun and Shui Han's turn.

These are the main components of the Yan family. They all met Shui Han at the wedding, but Shui Han actually couldn't recognize a few of them. She was happy to be quiet while sitting next to her. She saw people constantly coming up to talk to Yan Jiyun, with a look on her face.

They were all very enthusiastic and respectful, and Shui Han found it a bit strange... Why do the elders of the Yan family respect Yan Jiyun so much, is it just because he is the president? It doesn't look like a chat between relatives, because those smiles

There's an uncomfortable level of flattery in it.

Can you do this? We are all one family! Shui Han sighed in his heart.

What she doesn't know is that there are many people in the Yan family who feel that they have no business doing this. Yan Jiyun is the pillar of the Yan family and the company at home and outside, and is the most promising grandson to become the heir.

Everyone's ability is obvious to all, and the respect for him also contains the affirmation of him. Whether you are convinced or not, he is Yan Jiyun, and he is leading the Yanyue Group to a more glorious future. Even if you are an opponent, you have to admit it.

his importance.

Shui Han was distracted when suddenly a small figure ran over to him, it was Xin Ya.

Xinya, who was also wearing a hat, was a pretty little girl. She held Shuihan's arm with a smile and stared at her belly curiously: "Sister-in-law, is the baby in your belly a boy or a girl? What?

When can I come out?"

Shui Han likes to talk to the innocent Xin Ya. This little girl is the most lovable little angel in the Yan family.

"Xinya, I don't know if it's a boy or a girl yet... Well... the doctor said that I will have a baby in early May..."

"Hehe... It's great. It's already the end of January, and I'll be able to be a sister soon!"

"Eh? Sister?" Shui Han was stunned. Why did he feel something was wrong? Xin Ya's words confused the seniority.

Shui Han burst into laughter. It was really interesting to chat with children.

"Xinya, you just called me sister-in-law, so how come the baby I gave birth to calls you sister? Think about it, right?"

"Hmm... there seems to be something wrong, but what should we call it? Oh, there are many people in the family. Sometimes I can't remember the seniority, so I call them by the wrong name..." Xinya frowned in confusion, thinking about this seriously.

question.

Yan Jiyun came over at some point. Seeing Xinya and Shuihan chatting together, he suddenly realized... Shuihan was only eight years older than Xinya... Shuihan was just a child, but he was already pregnant.

.

A trace of familiar pity arose in his heart for no reason. Yan Jiyun squatted down and touched Shuihan's belly with one hand, while pretending to be worried and shaking his head: "Have you not thought about what we should call Xinya after our baby is born? Your head...I

I just hope the baby doesn’t inherit your IQ.”

Shuihan was embarrassed, her pink cheeks puffed up, and she glared at Yan Jiyun angrily... Even a little rabbit can have a temper! Damn it, after so many days of absence, he only knows how to hurt her!

"Yes, I am stupid... hum... If I were not stupid, why would I be waiting for you at home stupidly every day. I also hope that the baby will not inherit my stupidity, but just inherit your IQ. The baby will be smart in the future.

, you can also help me deal with your bastard father!" Shui Han felt sour in her heart, and blurted out without thinking much. After she finished speaking, she realized that there were already several eyes around her, looking at her with strange eyes.

Waiting for him at home every day?

Yan Jiyun's hand stroking Shui Han's belly froze suddenly. He raised his eyes and met her big red eyes, looking at him full of resentment and accusation.

Suddenly I had the urge to hold her in my arms, but...

"Yan Jiyun, Shui Han, enter the ancestral hall!" A deep voice came from behind. It turned out that the people in front had finished praying, and it was Yan Jiyun's turn.

Shui Han quickly stood up, nervously arranged his clothes, took off his hat, and followed Yan Jiyun in.

As soon as Yan Jiyun stepped in, he immediately stepped back, holding Shuihan's hand to prevent her from entering. His handsome face glanced aside gloomily: "Why haven't you removed the sandalwood inside? I don't know that pregnant women can't smell sandalwood.

Does it smell good?"

The cold rebuke was domineering and majestic, and everyone who heard it couldn't help but shudder... Such a fierce momentum!

Shui Han lowered her head and bit her lip, her heart beating wildly, and the long-lost throbbing came up... Yan Jiyun looked so fierce, was it because he cared about her? Her heart was lifted up again, flying into the air, no matter what
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