The old lady of the Wan family has one son and two daughters. The eldest son Wan Jidao is now the Duke of Dingguo. The eldest daughter married into the Yan family and gave birth to the eldest son Yanhuai. The second daughter later married Yan Jing, the Duke of Chengguo, and became her stepmother.

, gave birth to Yan Lin, the second son of Yan. The relationship between the Wan family and the Yan family should be very deep, but this is not the case.

Wan Jidao and Yan Jing were close friends in the past, but not long after the two families became in-laws, their friendship gradually faded away.

Some past events are never mentioned again. When Yanhuai was young, he would occasionally come to Wan's house to stay for a while. Mrs. Wan would talk to him and often inadvertently pick out some things that had been lost in the long river of time and tell them to him for fun.

Listen. It was then that he learned that his uncle, who had never been a good person, turned out to be as close as his father.

According to Mrs. Wanlao, these two people can wear the same pair of pants.

However, things are unpredictable. What exactly caused these two people to turn against each other? No one knows the truth except themselves. Yan Huai also always thought that his grandmother also didn't know. But many years later, when he grew up,

As he recalled the past, he couldn't help but feel that his grandmother not only knew it, but also knew it very clearly and clearly.

But she remained tight-lipped and never revealed a word.

No one can pry out the things she doesn't want to say. Sometimes Yan Huai can't help but feel that his uncle's temper is very much like his grandmother's, and he is extremely stubborn. It's like if his uncle doesn't like him, he doesn't care about him.

No matter how she tries to please her, she always makes no secret of her dislike; on the contrary, her grandmother treats him as her grandson more favorably than she does the grandson of the Wan family. No matter what the people in the house say, what the cousins ​​do

Even if she complains, she never changes.

——When did things start to change?

On the way to Wanjia, Yan Huai thought about it for a long time, but there was no answer in his heart.

Wanjia and Chengguo Duke's Mansion were both in the southern city of Kyoto, not far apart. He rode on horseback, walking through the water stains left on the ground after the white snow had melted, and walked to the front of Wanjia's door.

Counting with his fingers, he hasn't stood here for a long time.

The wealthy family in his memory was still as clean and tidy as new, but when he saw it, it seemed to have been mottled with old stains, which made people feel sad.

The young man guarding the gate was startled when he saw him. Then he jumped up in fright and ran all the way inside to report. The other man took his horse, carefully looked at his expression, and said: "I

As I have been told, I can take you to see her at any time, no matter when. As long as I see you coming, there is no need to send a message."

Yan Huai raised his eyebrows slightly.

In this case, the person who hurried away to report the news just now could not be reporting to my grandmother.

He sneered secretly, his uncle really cared about him, just like his grandmother, always asking for attention.

After a while, he went to see Mrs. Wan Lao. But when the curtain was lifted, Mrs. Wan Lao came out in person.

The old woman, who is about fifty years old, is well-maintained. Her face is fair and her eyes are clear, which vaguely shows her beauty when she was young. Wearing a lotus green winter coat embroidered with blessings and longevity patterns, she walked out with a smile and looked at the person standing on the stage.

Yan Huai from Jishang said: "I was thinking of you, but you just happened to be here!"

Yan Huai smiled lightly, took two steps forward, saluted, and said hello to Mrs. Wan Lao.

The smile on Mrs. Wan's cheeks grew brighter, and she looked back and said: "Serve tea, serve tea, quickly let someone serve tea, and brought out the jar of white tea. I hope the young master likes it."

He was not picky, but when he saw her after returning to Beijing, he had a cup of tea here and he praised the tea. It was hard for her to remember it in her heart. The gloom in Yanhuai's heart slowly faded away.

Several maids waiting at the door opened the curtains and stepped forward to help Mrs. Wan slowly step inside.

It was the New Year's Day, and although the people in the house were shocked when they saw him, they all had smiles on their faces. Just looking at him like this made people feel less embarrassed.

There is a Kang table across the Kang in the main room, and a medicine bowl is placed on the table. There is only half a mouthful of thick medicinal juice left in the bowl, which has a strong smell. Mrs. Wan Lao was supported by the maids to get on the Kang, leaning against the half-old

Yan Huai sat down on the chair next to the edge of the Kang.

The old lady then sent everyone away, leaving only a maid with a slender figure, a long face, wearing a silver-red coat and a white silk and green satin pinch-tooth skirt, who was left to pour tea and water. When the tea was served,

, she smiled and was silent for a while, then said: "Chunqin, you should go down first."

The maid named Chunqin responded, picked up the medicine bowl on the kang table, and stepped back quietly.

Madam Wan turned her back and coughed twice.

Yan Huai frowned, picked up the teacup and handed it to her. He took a small sip to stop her coughing, and then asked, "What disease is it?"

"It's not an important problem, it's nothing serious." Madam Wan took the teacup from herself and shook her head with a smile, "Once this person gets older, he will have problems all over his body. If there is any trouble, he will inevitably need to take medicine.

."

Yan Huai remained silent.

After what happened that year, the estrangement between him and Mrs. Wan's ancestors and grandsons has not been eliminated. Now that they are sitting together, there is still a knot between them.

He said: "Grandma should take good care of herself. If a minor illness is not treated, it will eventually become a serious illness. You should not take it lightly."

Once upon a time, the old woman in front of him was the most important light in his young and lonely life.

"Don't worry, there are so many people in the house, why are you afraid that no one will look after me?" Mrs. Wan said with a smile, but she never mentioned her son, "Grandma, you can come here.

I feel very comforted in my heart, and all the minor ailments and pains in my body will be cured immediately after seeing you."

As she spoke, she looked Yan Huai carefully up and down, and suddenly sighed and said, "I have lost a lot of weight."

Yan Huai's eyes flashed slightly.

Mrs. Wan sighed twice again, and said in a solemn tone: "You still worry about me, an old woman, but who in the Duke Cheng's house is worried about you..." They all worry about little Wan's affairs.

Knowing full well that Madam Wan would not mention it at this time, she only asked, "I heard that the marriage your mother made for you back then with the Wen family was cancelled?"

This matter has been spread throughout the capital, so naturally she will not know about it.

Yanhuai should be calm.

Mrs. Wan's expression changed back and forth, she stared at him closely and asked, "But are you going to withdraw from the engagement?"

"Why did you say that?" Yan Huai was slightly surprised. According to popular news, the Wen family had always taken the initiative to withdraw from the marriage.

Mrs. Wanlao sneered and said: "The Wen family only uses such tricks. You are my grandson, and I have always known your temper. How can you be as bad as those rumors say? Naturally, I can only

It was you who broke off the engagement and offended the Wen family, and they deliberately spread rumors to slander you."

Yan Huai's heart moved slightly, he didn't expect Madam Wan Lao to think like this.

Mrs. Wanlao saw that although he was concerned about her body just now, he always seemed to be a little absent-minded when he spoke, and her eyes couldn't help but darken slightly.

It's all her fault that fate plays tricks on people.

After a moment of silence, she suddenly said to Yan Huai: "You are still the same as before, you don't even have a maid to serve you closely?"

Yan Huai was stunned for a moment and nodded yes. Before he could think of how to explain this, he heard Mrs. Wan said solemnly: "You are seventeen too! But there is not even a maid waiting close by you.

No, it would be a joke to tell people. Your marriage,

It’s not convenient for grandma to intervene, but you don’t even have anyone around you who knows how to be cold or hot. How can I, an old woman, bear to look at you? It will take you at least one or two years, or at most three to five years to get married. You can’t always be like this.

! Now it’s time for you to have someone by your side.”

Immediately, she asked him with a smile: "What do you think of the girl named Chunqin next to me?"

"She is steady and smart..."

"No need."

Before Mrs. Wan could finish her compliments, Yan Huai interrupted her.

Mrs. Wanlao was surprised: "But you don't like it?"

Yan Huai explained: "My grandson is not used to having maids around him. He usually has servants to take care of all the trivial matters."

Mrs. Wanlao laughed unconsciously after hearing this and said: "Silly boy! I'm going to reward you with a spring harp, not just to take care of trivial matters!"

She just thought he didn't understand, but she didn't know that Yan Huai understood clearly, so she just felt awkward and uncomfortable.

He had no intention of doing so, so he simply refused: "It's a gift from the elders. I didn't dare to refuse at first, but let's forget it."

Mrs. Wan couldn't help but open her mouth to persuade after hearing what he said resolutely, but seeing his serious expression, the corners of her mouth curled up, and she swallowed everything she wanted to say, and simply put the matter aside and never mentioned it again.

It was also because she didn't think carefully about how to send a maid from the Wan family to the Yan family.

If Yan Huai is too thoughtful, there is no guarantee that he will not think that she is deliberately trying to plant an informant around him.

Mrs. Wan Lao leaned on the plain satin pillow, her eyes changed slightly, and she secretly said in her heart that she didn't think carefully enough. She didn't dare to mention this matter again. She originally wanted to pretend that she didn't want to ask about her second daughter's situation, but she couldn't ask her now.

With a sigh in her heart, Mrs. Wanlao only picked out a few anecdotes from the New Year's Day to chat and joke with Yanhuai.

Grandfather and grandson had not seen each other for a long time. Although the barrier still existed, the two still talked for a long time before Yan Huai stood up and said goodbye.

The appearance of Yanhuai is quite similar to that of his biological mother Dawan, especially when they sit there without saying a word.

Mrs. Wan looked at him with a look of reluctance and asked him to sit down for a while when he had time.

He responded one by one.

Madam Wan Lao was smiling and wanted to see him off in person.

There is no reason for elders to send younger ones off. Yan Huai quickly declined, but couldn't resist Mrs. Wan. She pointed out two people to follow him and walked with him all the way, just strolling along the way and ignored his refusal.

Not long after, the group of people had arrived outside the second door.

Only then did Mrs. Wan stop and watch Yan Huai leave.

The beautiful young man strolled away, and in a moment he was gone.

Mrs. Wanlao stood there for a long time, then sighed and turned back. However, in the corner where no one noticed, there was a figure hiding there and standing there for a long time... a long time... (To be continued. If you like this

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