My lord, you have to be good

Li Zhouwen smiled, "That's why you stole me."

Shen Xing frowned, "Obviously you stole me."

Li Zhouwen: "You stole me."

Shen Xing: "Nonsense, you stole me!"

Li Zhouwen pinched his little face helplessly, "The thief shouted, "Stop the thief."

Shen Xing: "..."

The window paper of the guest room in Liang’s mansion was very thin, Liang Zizhan lay on the door and heard it clearly, he wanted to say something with 1 mmps in his heart, he coughed and said to the door, “The two thieves inside stop first. "

Suddenly there was no movement inside.

Shen Zhi'an hadn't healed from the cold, and felt uncomfortable even after standing for a long time. He pulled Liang Zizhan's clothes and said to him with a pale face, "Ask my brother, if his eyes are still swollen. If you want to eat, I'll eat it." I have to go, I still have a lot of things to do today."

Liang Zizhan touched Shen Zhi'an's terribly dry lips in distress, then turned his head and yelled into the room, "Shen Xing, do you have anything you want to eat? I'll bring it to you after Mr. Shen finishes his work."

The room was quiet for a moment, only to hear Shen Xing weakly say, "Well... tell Zhi'an, I want to eat the scones at the gate of the house."

Shen Zhi'an nodded, "Okay, I've remembered brother, you should rest well, and try not to leave the house if you have nothing to do, I'm afraid that what you hear and see will make you feel uncomfortable."

Shen Xing hummed a few times through the door.

Shen Zhian sighed, turned around to leave, Liang Zizhan took his arm quickly, Shen Zhian frowned and turned around, "What's wrong?"

Liang Zizhan smiled, "I'll go with you, you can relax a bit with someone to help you."

"No need." Shen Zhi'an stared at his tightly clenched arm, "I can do it by myself."

"Then I..."

Before he could finish speaking, Shen Zhi'an interrupted him lightly, "It was enough for you to take care of me last night. I don't want to bother you anymore, and I don't want to owe you favors. In this world, the most difficult thing to pay off is favors."

Shen Zhian always wanted to get rid of him, this caused Liang Zizhan a headache even more than Xu Yiyang's cold appearance at the beginning, he let go of Shen Zhian's arm, lowered his head to think about what to do, and when he looked up again, Shen Zhian had long since disappeared.

Liang Zizhan: "..."

After having lunch with Li Zhouwen and Shen Xing, Liang Zizhan was so flustered by their tired looks, he went back to the bedroom to wash his face, changed into fresh clothes, and planned to sneak to Shen's mansion to see Shen Zhi'an.

At this time, Li Zhouwen knocked on the door outside, "Master Liang, I have something to tell you."

Liang Zizhan opened the door for him, and Li Zhouwen scratched his head in embarrassment, "That, brother, I made you laugh."

Liang Zizhan punched him, "I have been holding back in the morning, buddy, you have a family!"

Li Zhouwen doesn't like to hear people say this to him, "Don't say it like I'm stealing people outside."

"Aren't you just stealing people! It's my colleague [brother-in-law] who stole! Do you think it's hot or not?"

Li Zhouwen pursed his lips and remained silent for a while, "Do you know what it means to be in love with each other?"

Liang Zizhan: "You and Shen Xing agree?"

"That's not true, it's just that I like him unilaterally, and he never said he likes me." Li Zhouwen said seriously, "But I will be him for the rest of my life."

"..." Liang Zizhan heard these words very familiarly. In the first world, he was also like this, inexplicably fell in love with Jiang Yiyu, but until Jiang Yiyu died, he didn't know that Jiang Yiyu liked him or not.

"Brother." Liang Zizhan patted Li Zhouwen on the shoulder, "We are both fallen in the world, why should we hurt each other when we meet?"

Li Zhouwen was a little taken aback, "Why did you hurt each other?"

Liang Zizhan sighed.

Li Zhouwen suddenly realized, "Ah, I see, you and Mr. Shen."

Liang Zizhan didn't speak.

Li Zhouwen smiled lightly, "Mr. Shen is not easy to fool, he is smart, unlike his brother, who can be fooled with a piece of candy."

"A piece of candy?" Liang Zizhan frowned, "It's awesome, buddy! Low cost and high return."

"That is to say, there are some things that you can't envy." Li Zhouwen and Liang Zizhan put their shoulders together and smiled.

"What candy? I'm going to buy it too, and I'll take it to Mr. Shen later."

"Mr. Shen hasn't eaten that stuff for a long time." Li Zhouwen frowned.

A low-pitched cough suddenly came from behind, "Did you get it? Porridge, please say it again."

Li Zhouwen turned his head stiffly, "Ah, that... I didn't say anything, I didn't fart."

Shen Xing twisted his face, "So you look at me like that, I really... tm..."

Li Zhouwen pushed Liang Zizhan away, and chased after Shen Xing, "Okay, I was wrong, you treat me as a fart, don't be as knowledgeable as me."

Liang Zizhan glared at Li Zhou's mean and mean back, "No prospect! How can a man admit his mistake so easily."

……

After three or four cups of tea, Liang Zizhan secretly hid behind the gate of the Shen Mansion with a bunch of brightly colored candies, staring at the movement inside very seriously.

Shen Zhi'an was wearing a hemp mourning dress, and knelt in front of the altar to burn the paper. There were funeral presiders around him who kept yelling something, and Shen Zhi'an obeyed them one by one.

This is the first time Liang Zizhan sees Shen Zhian in hemp and mourning. Shen Zhian is small, and the loose mourning clothes on him are like sacks, and his whole body is shrinking. Liang Zizhan feels distressed for a while. , he wanted to rush in, wrap Shen Zhian into his arms, and comfort him, but he held back.

Before weeping, the mourner asked him if he wanted to take a break. Shen Zhian stood up crookedly, found a cup of tea, took a quick sip, and gestured to the mourner. The mourner immediately announced, "Start."

Shen Zhian knelt on the ground with a plop, crying hoarsely, "Father—"

Liang Zizhan heard Shen Zhi'an crying in a hoarse voice, and couldn't resist himself, so he started crying too.

The ceremony lasted for several hours or so.

Shen Zhian was in poor health, so he called to stop several times in the middle, and finally sent off the funeral host, he fell on the ground weakly and could not move.

There was a light rain in the sky, Liang Zizhan protected the sugar in his arms, afraid of being splashed, his eyes were still fixed on Shen Zhian's back.

System: [If you want to go in, go in, you don't look like a man. 】

Liang Zizhan stared at the sky, "I don't want to talk to you, get out."

System: [Do you want me to help you? 】

Liang Zizhan raised his eyebrows, "Oh? Can you still help me?"

The system smiled helplessly: [Nonsense, of course. ] As soon as the voice fell, the system choked out, "It's raining, and the stalls have been closed, so the scones are sold cheap."

Liang Zizhan: "...This bad dialogue, how should I continue? Buddy, give me a cake?"

After hearing this, Shen Zhi'an thought that Shen Xing had been thinking about the scones sold at the door, so he quickly got up from the ground, stumbling and holding on to the door frame, and walked out all the way.

Liang Zizhan swallowed, feeling a little nervous for no reason, and gestured to the system, "Brother, where's the pancake?? Please do the full set, thank you."

System: [If you want cakes, you want one. 】

Liang Zizhan: "NMLGB! I knew it, get out!"

Shen Zhi'an reached the door and looked around, except for Liang Zizhan who was looking at him stupidly with a bunch of candies in his hands, he didn't see a living person.

He frowned, "Why are you here?"

Liang Zizhan threw the bunch of colorful candies on Shen Zhian's head, "Let's go in and talk about it, the rain is getting heavier and heavier, you are already sick."

Shen Zhian raised his small face to look, and several forehead lines appeared on his forehead, "Why are you throwing candy on my head?"

"Cover the rain!" Liang Zizhan hugged Shen Zhi'an in his arms, "Come on, I'll carry you into the house."

"What about the sugar? Take it away, it's all melted and sticky."

"Then give me a bite." Liang Zizhan hugged Shen Zhian with a smile, bowed his head and licked the tip of his brain, "Nonsense, it didn't melt at all, you are just psychological."

Shen Zhian's face was stiff, "..."

The author has something to say: the mourner: the person who presided over the funeral in ancient times.

Don’t be serious about the funeral ceremony, the real funeral ceremony is a bit complicated, so I simplified it a bit, there must be something unreasonable, please don’t be serious!