Reborn in the 1980s: The Rough Man Brother Loves Me So Much

The tone of Yan Jintang's voice made Zheng Yao really want to laugh.

It is true that no matter how old a person is, there are times when they act childishly.

She didn't leave that night and slept in the guest room.

She never came to this room normally. Even if she occasionally helped Yan Jintang clean, it was only his own room, living room and kitchen.

She was a little shocked when she entered the guest room.

He turned back to look at Yan Jintang, "No, Mr. Yan, did you plan this?"

This is too girly, even more girly than the room the Zhang family prepared for Zhen Zhen.

And there is an entire wall filled with all kinds of books.

Even the bed sheets are creamy white with pink flowers, which is very hard to buy.

Zheng Yao walked straight in and looked at the entire wall, which turned out to be filled with various historical books spanning five thousand years.

She took a quick look and found that almost all dynasties had them.

If you say you're not touched, you'd have to pretend.

She suddenly felt that she had gone a little too far. Yan Jintang had done this, which really proved what Monkey said, that Yan Jintang liked her.

She looked at Yan Jintang at the door and spoke softly, "Mr. Yan, are these all prepared for me?"

"Yeah. I've been preparing for a long time, just waiting for an opportunity."

When Zheng Yao heard this, she couldn't hold back any more and tears started to flow down her cheeks.

She never enjoyed the love of her father and mother since she was a child, and she even had only a small bed made of broken wooden boards at home.

But at this moment, she felt a deep love.

Being older is not entirely a disadvantage. She can find the missing fatherly and motherly love in Yan Jintang. For some reason, she suddenly wants to call him "Mom".

She remembered Zhen Zhen once said that it was not uncommon for a man to be a father or have the temperament of a father; but if a man gives people the temperament of a male mother, then you must hold on to this man tightly.

Because few men have this kind of temperament. If he has it, he is the best among men, who can take care of others and is reliable.

A good man is one who possesses the brilliance of motherhood and the masculinity of a man.

She didn't know where Zhen Zhen got these twisted ideas from, but at this moment she felt that what her cousin said was so right!

Zheng Yao walked up to Yan Jintang and looked at him with tears in her eyes. Yan Jintang seemed a little at a loss.

"Why are you still crying?"

"Woo woo, Mr. Yan, you've been so good to me, how can I repay you!"

Yan Jintang felt a little distressed, as he actually didn't do anything.

"Zheng Yao, you don't have to repay me. I am willing to do these things because I like you. This is my way of expressing my love. I don't want you to feel that you owe anyone or want to pay more to balance because of these little things. All of this is because you are good and you deserve it."

How will a girl who has never been recognized feel when she finally gets what she wants?

Self-doubt, do I really deserve it?

Maybe, he has some purpose towards me?

Or do I really deserve this?

Yan Jintang didn't dare to say that he understood Zheng Yao 100%, but he knew that her growing environment meant that she must lack this kind of thing.

She is so outstanding. If she was born in a better family, he couldn't imagine what a bright future Zheng Yao would have.

But maybe that's how God is, taking away some and giving back some.

Just like him, his physical and mental health, which had been taken away for more than ten years, has been completely restored with a lot of help.

Then he would also be willing to help Zheng Yao and make up for her shortcomings.

She achieved balance in her life.

Yan Jintang was very happy, and he hoped and was certain that he was Zheng Yao's "balance".

He is willing to be the weight on the other side of the high scale.

This is bound to be a sleepless night.

Even if two people live in different rooms, they are thinking about each other in their hearts.

Although Zheng Yao still has concerns, she doesn't want to reject all the kindness others have shown her just to maintain her so-called "self-esteem".

She wants to be loved, she wants to love.

Although she doesn't quite understand how to love or how to be worthy of being loved, Mr. Yan said that as long as she does her best, she will be worthy of it.

She hardly slept and woke up at around five in the morning. She had heard from Monkey that Yan Jintang usually got up at six, so after washing up and seeing that it was almost six, she went to knock on Yan Jintang's door.

There was no response, so she knocked twice.

Then I called twice at the door, but still no sound in the room.

Zheng Yao was a little hesitant, so she turned the doorknob and walked straight in.

Yan Jintang was still lying there. She went over and found that he had his eyes tightly closed.

Zheng Yao walked over and found that his face was very red and there was a lot of sweat on his forehead.

She touched his forehead and found it hot.

"Oh my god, it's so hot!"

Yan Jintang's clothes were soaked with sweat. She lifted the thin quilt off him, and when her eyes fell on a certain place, she suddenly couldn't look away.

This, this, this?

Yan Jintang's early morning reaction was completely exposed in front of Zheng Yao.

Zheng Yao suddenly didn't know what to do and kept staring at that place.

His face was red, but he didn't look away.

If the person on the bed hadn't moaned, she would have come to her senses.

Quickly take off his clothes, then dilute the solution with strong liquor to cool him down.

After rummaging through the drawers in the bedroom, she remembered that there was a large medicine box in the room. Yan Jintang used to be in poor health and could not do without medicine, so there were all kinds of medicine in the drawers.

She searched for it and found antipyretic medicine inside.

He quickly helped Yan Jintang up, and then supported him and fed him.

Yan Jintang was delirious due to fever. He could only hear a familiar female voice feeding him medicine, and he opened his mouth cooperatively.

After feeding the monkey the medicine and changing his clothes, she still felt like giving the monkey a call.

She still has to go to work.

Not long after the phone call, Monkey and Dashan invited Li Shiming over.

Li Shiming felt Yan Jintang's pulse and said, "It's nothing serious. I probably drank too much yesterday. I didn't sleep well these past few days so I caught a cold. I'm a little irritated. I just need to rest and take some medicine. It's nothing serious."

Li Shiming took out six large pills wrapped in white paper from the box and gave them to Zheng Yao, "Just take two a day."

"Okay, thank you Dr. Li."

After Monkey sent Li Shiming away, Zheng Yao took advantage of the time Dashan was taking care of the baby and quickly went to make breakfast.

After feeding Yan Jintang the medicine, she called Ling Ju again and told him that Yan Jintang was ill.

Ling Ju asked her not to go to the store today and to help take care of it.

Zheng Yao agreed readily, "Juzi, it's okay. It's just cooking and feeding medicine. Doctor Li checked it out and said it was just drinking too much and getting a little heated, a heat cold, nothing serious."

Ling Ju raised an eyebrow, "Okay. Tell me if there's anything you can't handle."

After Zheng Yao hung up the phone, Ling Ju listened to the story of getting angry and felt that it was not that simple.

Yan Jintang is in such good health now, how could he get a sore throat after drinking a little alcohol?

And Zheng Yao was at Yan Jintang's home early in the morning?

Ling Ju pursed her lips and said to Song Qi, "Song Qi, I think something might be wrong with Yan Jintang?"

Song Qi looked at her, "What do you mean?"

"It's not even eight o'clock yet, and Zheng Yao has already gone to Yan's house? I think she didn't go back last night."

Song Qi nodded, "So, is this directly related to Yan Jintang's illness?"

Ling Ju became excited, "Of course! I'm telling you, come here..."

Ling Ju whispered a few words to Song Qi, and Song Qi felt his ears a little hot after hearing it.

"But they haven't gotten married yet, Yan Laowu, you can't be so inconsiderate."

"Just don't do that. It's not against the law to do something else."

Song Qi nodded. Although the young wife's words were a bit rude, they were the truth.