Envy

Bad luck.

Meng Tou missed the dinner, and when he came back from Xiyuan, he was called away and went to sit with Yan Shuhan for a while.Yan Shuhan opened his mouth and asked, "Meng Tou, are you interested in my Miaoer?"

During that time, Meng Tou was on pins and needles, but luckily he got over it perfunctorily.If it was a year ago, when Yan Shuhan asked this question, he would probably be in high spirits.But today is different.Now he even dreams of Yan Zhaohan's pale and cold face.

"Uncle Yan, what do you think of Huo Zhi?"

Yan Shuhan frowned, as if Meng Tou had said something wrong.Meng Tou thought that he offended his uncle by recommending others, and was about to make amends when he heard him say, "Student from a poor family, don't worry about it."

What a humble disciple.Meng Tou's expression also froze.

The words Yan Zhaohan said to him in Xiyuan pierced like icicles: "Yan Shuhan is a gentleman in your eyes, but how do you know what dirty things he has done behind his back?" He chuckled lightly: "Heh , the so-called gentleman is nothing more than that."

That crazy woman in Xiyuan was none other than Yan Zhaohan's mother.She did not die of illness, and the Yan family's claim to the outside world was just to deceive others.She suffered from madness, and recently suffered from leprosy, so she couldn't get close to others, so she was locked up in Xiyuan by Yan Shuhan's order.

Yan Zhaohan took the food box to Xiyuan three times a day, and every night he waited for his mother to go to bed before returning to his residence from Xiyuan.

"Fengye Sword actually came from a mountain butcher? He forgot how he knelt at the door of my grandfather's house and begged my grandfather to marry my mother to him. I can't guess, but what he asked was to marry my mother Dear, it's still that peerless sword. Yan Shuhan was born in a humble family, but now he's wearing human skin, he looks like a human."

When Yan Zhaohan said these words, his face was full of mockery and coldness.Even so, Meng Tou's heart still jumped when he saw it.

Before he went out, he said to Yan Shuhan: "I don't know if you have heard a sentence. It is better to bully the white-bearded man than bully the young and poor."

He said these words too coldly, and he didn't see Yan Shuhan's reaction when he left.

After nightfall, all the lanterns in Shen Gui Villa were lit and hung neatly on the corridor.There was silence everywhere, Meng Tou stepped on the light and went to the kitchen to find something to eat.

There was the sound of turning things over in the kitchen.With his back turned to him, Yan Miao was rummaging through the pile of vegetables.Meng Tong went over and patted Yan Miao's shoulder, and before he could make a face to scare her, he was thrown down on the table by Yan Miao's small trick.

Seeing that it was him, Yan Miao let go of her hand: "It's you, Meng Tou." She suddenly strengthened her hand: "You actually dare to appear in front of me, how did you perfunctory me when you were in the ring today?" ,ah?"

Meng Tou surrendered: "Sister Miao, I was wrong."

Yan Miao let him go.She opened Meng Tou, picked up a kitchen knife and cut the loofah: "I didn't see you at the dinner today, have you eaten yet?"

She was wearing a plain skirt, her black hair was rolled up, and a silver hairpin was inserted obliquely, she did have a bit of a gentle and beautiful charm.She occasionally used the back of her hand to brush the strands of hair scattered on her forehead behind her ears, skillfully chopping vegetables.

Meng Tou looked at her, and the corners of his mouth raised unconsciously: "No. What about you, why are you here, didn't you eat?"

"In front of so many people, my daughter's family has the nerve to eat too much. It's about three-thirds full. I'm really hungry tonight, so I want to come out and cook a bowl of noodles." He took off the loofah slices, threw them into a bowl, and looked up at him, "By the way, cook a bowl for you too?"

He smiled: "My pleasure."

He watched Yan Miao cook the noodles, and said: "I came back late tonight. I missed the dinner, and was called away by your father as soon as I came back. He asked me if I was interested in you."

Yan Miao paused: "Then how did you answer?"

"How can I answer, don't you like Huo Zhi?"

Yan Miao was so angry that she put down a pot of noodles and left, but Meng Tou grabbed her arm and dragged her back.He said: "Why are you shy? It's not a big deal. I don't know how to cook noodles. What will I do if you leave?"

She said angrily, "Let go!"

Meng Tou had a face of "what can you do to me", and was taken down by Yan Miao's disjointed hands the next moment.

Yan Miao thought, Meng Tou is really an elm head.She pinched his arm red to calm down, but she still didn't leave, and cooked a bowl of noodles for him.

After she left Evernight City, she often mentioned Meng Tou and Huo Zhi to her younger sister Yan Er.She walked around in the pavilion with her hands behind her back: "Meng Tou is gentle and smart, and he is very good at pleasing girls, but he always makes you feel a little frivolous and not affectionate enough. Huo Zhi is calm and calm. Not many, but he can take care of people, but he is a bit boring and doesn't understand style."

Yan Er supported his head with one hand, his pink arms were round.She lay down on the table to watch Yan Miao, and asked softly, "Sister, what about Zhao Ce?"

She seemed... never considered Zhao Ce.To her, Zhao Ce is just her best friend.She couldn't imagine spending the rest of her life with him.And she herself didn't know whether she liked Meng Tou more or Huo Zhi more.Perhaps, from the moment she fell from the ring, she already had an answer in her heart.

……

He has prepared everything, even if it tastes terrible, he pretends to enjoy it and is ready to finish it.But the noodles cooked by Yan Miao taste very good.

The two of them sat down to eat noodles and lit a candle on the table.

When he was almost done eating, Meng Tou asked, "Hey Miao, what kind of food does your brother like to eat, what do you usually like to do, and what are your hobbies?"

Yan bit his face gracefully and swallowed: "Ah, my brother? Yan Zhaohan?"

"...do you have other brothers?"

Yan Miao sneered: "I don't know about Yan Zhaohan, you have to ask the second brother about it. The second brother should kiss him. Besides, I don't want to know about him."

"What happened to him?"

"My mother doesn't like his mother, so I don't like him, do you understand?" Yan Miao stirred up the remaining noodles with chopsticks, "There are thousands of mountains and mountains between us, and he never calls me sister, and neither do I." Do not admit that there is a brother like him."

Meng Tou heard that among Yan Shuhan's children, except for Yan Zhaohan, they were all children of his original partner, Mrs. Yan.When Yan Shuhan asked to marry Yan Zhaohan's mother, he already had a wife, but deliberately concealed it.After he obtained the Feng Ye Sword, he abandoned Yan Zhaohan, mother and son, and ignored them for more than ten years.

Meng Tou couldn't understand: "Is it because his mother is from the Mi clan?"

"You don't care about me, I just don't like him." Yan Miao looked at him with her head propped up, her red lips parted slightly, "Then why are you asking him about it. You two know each other very well?"

After all, they are sisters and brothers, even the expressions of ridicule are exactly the same.

"I like him."

Yan Miao's mind was spinning for a moment, and she suspected that she had heard it wrong: "What did you say? Say it again..." She stood up unsteadily, gestured to Meng Toubi, and said before he opened his mouth: "Don't, don't, you better shut up."

It took her a long time to calm down: "...Isn't it Meng Tou, aren't you joking?"