Prodigal Goro-kun

Slowly opening her eyes, what caught her eyes was the smoke-colored bed gauze, Yan Qiuer froze for a moment, then recognized where she was.What a familiar scene, 28 years ago, he also opened his eyes on this bed, facing the unknown in a daze and timidly. That year, he was an outcast of his family, and he traveled to this other world after his death.Time flies, and today, 28 years later, he died and came back to life in the same place.

Thinking of the past 28 years, Yan Qiuer only felt that he was as ridiculous as a clown. The loneliness he experienced made him identify with the Yan family in order to find support. Since then, he has used all his wisdom to help the Yan family's business Expansion of territory, huge ambitions and unmatched achievements have become a deadly blade. As a traverser, he died in the calculations of a group of old antiques, and he always thought that he was the son of the Yan family, so he worked so hard. , but in the end, he found out that he was just adopted by his father. The meaning of his existence was to assist his father and son, but he took the lead. Even if his father didn't care, how could those Yan children not kill him? man of?

Yan Qiuer lifted the bed veil and got out of bed, did not call the maidservant to enter the room, and took care of herself in an orderly manner by herself, looking at the immature face of the 14-year-old boy in the bronze mirror and the mole of tears that she had tried so hard to cover up, Yan Qiuer smiled in relief.He finally understands that in this world, living for no one is better than living for oneself. The Yan family is a rich businessman in Tianlan Country, and will become richer and richer in the future. Backed by such a big tree, why should he work so hard?No matter how much money you earn, it doesn't belong to him. It's better to be a mediocre prodigal and enjoy this rare wealth. Only the money you spend for yourself is yours, right?

Pushing the door out, it was snowing heavily outside the door.

"Mr. Wulang?" The maid Xia Yun and the attendant Jin Dou guessed that it was almost time, so they came to guard outside Yan Qiuer's gate, waiting for Yan Qiuer to get up, but before they heard the movement inside, Yan Qiuer came Pushing the door open, the two of them were really taken aback, "Why did Mr. Wulang get up so early today?" Xia Yun asked softly as he put a pure white fox fur cloak on Yan Qiuer's body. .

"Wake up after falling asleep." Yan Qiuer fastened the cloak, looked up at the sky full of snow, "What day is it today? What time is it?"

"Today? It's the fourteenth of December, and it's not yet Chen's hour." Jin Dou scratched his head, not understanding why Yan Qiuer suddenly asked this.

"It's already December fourteenth?" Yan Qiuer frowned. It was a few days later than his last resurrection. If he remembered correctly, this was the day when Yan Sheng, the head of Chang Anyan's family, returned home. No one greeted Xiyuan, and Yan Sheng lost his temper.Yan Qiuer pondered for a moment, then ordered again, "Xia Yun, go and make a pot of hot tea and send it to Tengyuan Hall." When you return, everyone will be there to welcome you.

"Send it to Tengyuan Hall?" Xia Yun was puzzled, "What is Mr. Wulang going to do?"

"Don't ask, just do it. There is no rush. Pu'er can be used, and it will be delivered within half an hour with snow water." To be a prodigal son, you have to please father first. How to prodigal?

"I'm going now, maidservant." After winking at Jindou, Xia Yun left quickly.Why do you feel that Mr. Wulang has become a little different today?And Mr. Wu Lang never paid so much attention to drinking tea, so what happened today?Could it be that he became interested after seeing the snow scene?

"Have the gentlemen and ladies of the East and West Gardens woke up? Are they all in the mansion?" After Xia Yun left, Yan Qiuer took Jindou to the dining hall.

The backyard of the Yan Mansion in Chang'an City is divided into East and West Gardens. Yan Qiuer only knew the difference between the East and West Gardens before he died. Excluding the married second lady, there should be five people in Yuan, and I don't know if there are any of Yansheng's parents and children.

When the Yan family came to Yan Sheng's generation, there was only one male in Yan Sheng, and the rest were all women. Although there were a few son-in-laws who married into the family, most of them were not talented people, so the older generation of the Yan family stayed behind. In the family, Yan Sheng and all the sisters scattered around to expand their business. In order to separate the family, all newborn sons must be sent to the family to be educated, and then they will be named as Yan, and all will be recorded in Yan Sheng's name and sent to Yan Sheng. I came here to study, so Yansheng, who has never married a wife, has so many children. The funny thing is that there are also "children" who are about the same age as Yansheng.

There are also rumors from the outside world that Yan was born romantic but ruthless, and that his children are all illegitimate children. No one in the Yan family has come forward to explain this. As time goes by, people are also used to Changan Yan's mansion adding more people from time to time.

And there are only five people in Xiyuan at this time, all of them were picked up by Yan Sheng when he traveled around the world. Yan Sheng is also a shrewd person who specially picks up abandoned babies and brings them back to raise, making people mistakenly think that they are born into the Yan family.

"This... I don't know very well." Jin Dou scratched his head, "But when I wake up in the morning, the East Garden is more lively than before, and our West Garden hasn't changed much."

"That's right." Yan Qiuer nodded, "Then, you go to San Niangzi's place and ask San Niangzi to dress decently today and bring her to Tengyuantang within half an hour."

"But Mr. Wulang, why?" The third lady lived in Xiyuan, she had a rather unrestrained temperament, she liked to go out and play with men in men's clothes, she was not welcome in both the east and west gardens, and she had a good relationship with them alone, Mr. Wulang.

"Why are there so many? Just go!" Yan Qiuer gave Jindou a look.

"Hey, okay, let's go now, little one!" Jin Dou shrank his neck and quickly responded, "Then Mr. Wulang, the road is slippery in the snow, you can walk slowly by yourself."

"Yeah." Yan Qiuer nodded, then dropped the golden beans and walked slowly to the dining room.

The third lady Yan Fusheng entered the Tengyuan Hall at half past the hour of the day, just opened her mouth to complain to Yan Qiuer, when she saw that besides Yan Qiuer, there were all the gentlemen and ladies in Dongyuan in the Tengyuan Hall.what 's wrong?Yan Fusheng looked at Yan Qiuer suspiciously.

"Sister, come and sit." Yan Qiuer sat on the mat, seeing Yan Fusheng standing in the doorway, she smiled and beckoned Yan Fusheng to sit beside her.

I never cared about it before, and only after I came back from the dead did I realize that the rankings of Yan’s East and West Courts are mixed together, but the order of sitting in the East and West Courts is separate when encountering major events. It is Xiyuan, which has nothing to do with their age ranking, and it also shows the Yan family's attitude towards Dong and Xiyuan.Alas, how obsessed he was before.

Yan Fusheng took off his shoes and walked up to Yan Qiuer with his head down. He sat on the mat and looked at the brothers and sisters in Tengyuan Hall with his eyes: "I said Wulang, what is this for?" ?”

"I don't know." Yan Qiuer smiled and shook his head, picked up the teapot and poured Yan Fusheng a cup of tea, "It's windy today, it's cold outside, right? Drink a cup of tea to warm yourself up."

Yan Fusheng was stunned, looked at Yan Qiuer in surprise, then took the teacup and held it in his hand: "Wulang, you are a bit weird." When will Mr. Wulang, who can only read books, learn to cook tea calmly and enjoy the snow? up?Don't be stained with dirty things!

Hearing this, Yan Qiuer tilted his head and looked at Yan Fusheng with a smile: "What's so strange?"

Yan Fusheng stared at Yan Qiuer carefully, and then said uncertainly: "Should I say that you are preparing to become a Taoist...or should I say that you are preparing to become a monk? It just feels weird."

Yan Qiuer chuckled, "Unfortunately, I didn't have that plan." Since he could live in Yan's family, why would he eat fast and chant Buddha's name?He is not a person with pure six roots and no desires.

When several companions from Dongyuan came to Tengyuan Hall together, Yan Qiuer was already sitting here making tea. Several people endured and endured, but in the end they couldn't hold back, and the gentle Erlang Jun asked: "San Niang Why is He Wulang in the mood to come to Teng Yuan Tang to make tea today?"