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Turning back to the small road under the wall of Wuxu Mountain, I saw Yan Jialing, who was not wearing a coat but only a pullover, and several children who were about his age but had some facial features were surrounding the wall. Che put Yan Xu's question behind him.

"Jialing, why are you playing outside?" Seeing his nephew wearing so little clothes, Yan Che, who was worried about catching a cold, feigned anger. Yan Jialing shouted: "Hurry up and go home and get some clothes."

Startled by Yan Che's sudden voice, several children looked up at the same time, without exception, dumbfounded... Uh, Yan Jialing blushed even more.

When he found that one of the wild boys around him swallowed quietly, Yan Jialing raised his foot and hit his ass, and shouted angrily: "Go away, go back to your house." The three of us Uncle can also show you this way?The next time I help you with power leveling, I will not only make you ecstasy, but also charge double, no, triple the price! ! !

After the boys who returned to their souls rushed away, the moment Yan Jialing turned his head, he immediately changed from an arrogant and domineering to a ferocious look to an obedient boy with a low brow and pleasing eyes, compared to Master Peng's face-changing skills No less.

Rubbing the hem of the sweater with two small hands, he secretly raised his eyes to look at Yan Che's Yan Jialing, put his thighs together, and moved closer to Yan Che at the speed of a horoscope: "Third Uncle~"

Hearing Yan Jialing's voice clearly shouting with his throat squeezed, Yan Che trembled unconsciously, rubbed the arm holding the bamboo basket, frowned and said, "You won't do bad things again, kid?"

Yan Jialing quickly raised his head and looked at Yan Che with those dark eyes: I am very good, very good, I am innocent.

Well, if Yan Jialing had a tail growing on his back, Yan Che had no doubt that the tail would be wagging more happily than Xiao Jin and Xiao Yin.

Seeing his nephew's increasingly...weird behavior, Yan Che rubbed his temples: "Hurry up and follow me into the house and get dressed!"

After nodding close like a chicken pecking rice, Yan Jialing still stared at Yan Che with those eyes.

Yan Che's temples were throbbing, and he scolded softly: "Why don't you go in soon? I'll catch a cold and wait for your mother to clean you up."

"Woo~" Yan Jialing not only didn't go in, but instead grabbed Yan Che's arm and shook, shook, shook, pouted, blinked and blinked: "Third uncle, third uncle, you are a bad boy!" Got it."

"..." Yan Che thought about pulling his hair: Who will tell me, where did this kid learn from? !

After lunch was ready, no one came back yet, Yan Che thought of Yan Jialing who had finally survived and started doing homework for the winter vacation.

As soon as he arrived at the room, he found that Yan Jialing was already biting the tip of his pen, snoring softly with his small face pressed against the homework book, and there was still some crystal liquid dripping down from the corner of his mouth.

Laughing dumbfounded, Yan Che shook his head helplessly: This child...

Picking up the down jacket at the side, he gently covered Yan Jialing's body. When Yan Che was about to turn around, he found that the corner of the jacket was grabbed by the sleeping boy.

"Third uncle, third uncle, you smell so good." In Yan Che's arms, Yan Jialing half-closed his sleepy eyes, rubbed against each other, and fell asleep again.

"..." Yan Che couldn't laugh or cry.

After putting Yan Jialing on the bed and covering him with a quilt, Yan Che looked at Yan Jialing's immature and innocent face while sleeping, and was a little dazed.

Back then, Mother looked at her sleeping like this too, right?

Thinking about it, Yan Che got up and found the photo with his mother, it was still in the old photo frame, and in the photo frame was the photo of the beautiful woman holding the child looking at him tenderly.

A Wang Qiushui filled his eyes with melancholy.

"mother……"

Standing on the island in the middle of the lake, looking up at the orchid grass that soars to the sky, the basin-sized ink-gold flowers at the top of the orchid arrow have already bloomed one-third of the buds, and the whole "air" is filled with a faint fragrance that seems to be there. It is intoxicating.

Ever since Fujiko came, in order to avoid some undesired things from happening, Yan Che, who is cautious in his words and deeds, has not entered the dreamland for a long time.

Entering again, standing on the island in the middle of the lake and looking around, Yan Che has the illusion of a world away from the endless lake, or the endless lake, the clear water surface...

Leaning on the root of the orchid grass, Yan Che put one hand on the ground, and sat down in front of the orchid grass.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Yan Che felt that the thick cloud in the sky actually started to flow.

There was a faint voice of someone talking, and Yan Che opened his eyes, only to realize that Yan Guoqiang and the others had come back from the ground.

"Meow~" sounded, and it seemed that Xiao Jin and Xiao Yin had also returned.

After concentrating on saying "Get out" silently, Yan Che appeared in the room out of thin air, Yan Jialing on the bed was still asleep, and let out a shallow snoring sound as his small heaving chest.

Slightly curling his lips, Yan Che twisted the corner of the quilt for Yan Jialing, stretched out his hand and gently pinched the small nose, and then walked out.

Yan Che put the food on the dining table one by one, and the four people who had finished washing also sat around.

Looking around, Yan Guoqiang asked, "Where's Jialing?"

Yan Che pointed to the direction of the room, twitched the corner of his mouth, looked at Zhao Cuihua weakly and said, "This kid, let him do his homework, and he fell asleep in a blink of an eye."

As if worried about Zhao Cuihua's blame, Yan Guoqiang waved his hand and said, "It's time to play after the holidays. It's not easy for children nowadays. Don't you look at the weight of their schoolbags!"

Seeing that her father-in-law gave the order, even if Zhao Cuihua is unwilling, it is worth putting her flag down, um, eating is the biggest thing.

Fujiko handed the rice bowl to Yan Guoqiang with both hands, and Yan Jiang also handed over the chopsticks, and said to Zhao Cuihua, "It's Chinese New Year, anyway, school is still early, let him play for two days!"

Well, upon hearing what her man said, Zhao Cuihua immediately rolled her eyes, turned her head, and didn't even bother to look at Yan Jiang: The child's current appearance is all because of the child's habit.I don't know who Yan Jialing used to say "hugging Buddha's feet temporarily" every time Yan Jialing rushed to do homework all night before school started...

After four or five days of busy work, the farm work in the family field has basically been done.Those who were supposed to sow the seeds were sowed, and the organic fertilizer was poured on the farm, and those who should be weeding and loosening the soil did not fall in a ridge.

In addition, when Liu Jianhua brought people over to help Yan Guosheng's family with work, he also helped Yan Che's family in the field.

So, when Fujiko was sitting in front of the fenced yard rubbing her sore shoulders that no longer had glistening blisters, the three members of Yan Jiang's family were going back to town.

However, when things came to an end, a new situation emerged—Yan Jialing hugged the door frame, refusing to leave.

Yan Jiang was very unkind, and he didn't come forward to help, but just stood aside and watched the tug-of-war between mother and son with a smile.

Zhao Cuihua coaxed and lied, and Yan Jialing didn't let go, calling out "Grandfather help me", "Third Uncle help me", "Uncle Teng help me", "Little Jin and Xiaoyin escort me!"...

Anxious Zhao Cuihua even used the most lame excuses like "If you don't go back, you can't go to school", but when she said it, it was exactly as Yan Jialing wanted, and shouted: "If you don't go, you won't go to school, the school's Can those teachers be as good as my third uncle? They haven’t even touched the gate of the university... Well, they don’t even know what 3D and 36D are. I don’t want them to teach, my third uncle can teach me!”

Yan Che, who was drinking tea and watching the fun, heard it, and with a puff, he sprayed a sip of tea on the face of Fujiko beside him...

Fujiko stretched out her hand with a gloomy expression, raised her hand mechanically, and wiped away the tea on her face. The corner of her mouth twitched as she looked at Yan Che, and said, "Hmph, so you know the difference between 3D and 36D?! Sure enough Better than their teachers~^_^||”

Yan Jiang's family of three was sent away on the front foot, and Yan Chena was on strike since returning to Yanjiawan on the back foot, which caused his cell phone, which was used as a watch, to ring.

——A call from the old house.

The whole opening remark is a deafening roar, so Yan Che has to pull the phone half a meter away from his ear, so as to protect his hearing from being poisoned.

Fujiko who inadvertently leaned aside lived in a corner with Xiaojin and Xiaoyin.

Xiao Jin gave a "meow" at Yan Che, and was about to rush this way, but Xiao Yin was a cute cat on the ground, but those eyes... how moist and moist (囧), looked at Yan Che's face The black thread beckoned.

So, Xiao Yin went to Yan Che's feet... and rubbed against him, and Xiao Jin yelled "Wow, woof" in the distance.

The other big one was drinking cold tea pretending not to care, but in fact, every movement of his ears had already betrayed him.

Humming, Yan Che took Xiao Yin out to answer the phone while waiting for the person on the other end of the phone to finish his rant.

as predicted.

After Yan Che and Xiaoyin rested in the grass pavilion in the pond for half an hour, the person on the other end of the phone was yelling for water in a hoarse voice, and at the same time... also turned off the light.

At this time, Yan Che sat up straight, leaned against the pillar, and started talking with the person on the other end of the phone while stroking Xiaoyin's hair.

The first sentence: "Old house, how many red envelopes did you get this year?"

Then the corner of the mouth curled up in satisfaction to listen to the hysterical coughing on the phone, and there were intermittent roars: "Stinky boy, shouldn't you be the first to say 'Happy New Year' to me? Cough cough...cough cough... ..."

The two of them had had enough of teasing each other, and the old house on the other end of the phone began to have political lessons with Yan Che.

Not to mention, this time the voice of the old house is a bit sad, every word is inseparable from complaining, every word is inseparable from the complaint against the old man's iron-barred regime, it really can be regarded as weeping blood every word.

Uh... because right now he is being escorted by his old man to a volcanic island in the United States, and now he has only 100 yuan left in his net worth. Before leaving, the old man said that it was given to him by the old man's "kindness" .Let him survive on this volcanic island for eight months on 100 yuan. If he can't survive, then the old house can no longer stay at home, and the old man will arrange to "go to the countryside".

Hearing the old man's crying, the corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably, his teeth rattled, and he snorted coldly: "Hehe, not bad, you can call me for almost an hour for 100 yuan. International calls."

There was a pause at the other end of the short story, and a flattering voice that could be imagined out of thin air came: "Che'er baby, hehe, don't be angry, be good, hehe, give brother a smile, be good~ um~~~ laugh, laugh Well~ brother, do you want to hear baby Che’er laughing~~~~~~” (shaking)

After taking a deep breath, closing his eyes to adjust his mood, Yan Che opened his eyes, smiling softly and gently, and continued to follow Xiaoyin's hair gently with both hands, but he just ignored the person on the other end of the phone.

After enjoying more than ten minutes of coaxing and confessing, the corner of Yan Che's mouth curled up with a "sure enough" arc.

Although the old house is very "house", but the old house is different from other official children, the old house has a strong ability-personal ability.

I remember that in my junior year, Yan Che had to confide in his only friend, Lao Zhai, because of someone, and inadvertently let Lao Zhai know that they were desperately short of a sum of money, which was imminent.

So, in front of Yan Che, the old house spent only one day pawing and scratching on the keyboard with those bone-like claws. At night, he took a bank card and took Yan Che to the nearby area. The bank took out a pink banknote of 100 million yuan and handed it to Yan Che.

At that time, Yan Che was so frightened that he was out of his mind, and he didn't know that he was stuffed into a taxi by the old house.

Therefore, Yan Che has no way to sympathize with Lao Zhai's complaints at this moment: as long as Lao Zhai has a computer at hand, there is no need to worry about starving to death.

What's more, his old man also donated a "sum" of charity money, didn't he?He even has the start-up funds, so if he says anything to worry about, then he himself is short of 2. (╮(╯▽╰)╭)

After enjoying the uncle mode for another ten minutes, Yan Che finally restrained himself.

Feeling that Yan Che's mood eased, the old man began to preach and complain again... BALABALABALA^

It's nothing more than that I can't figure out how Yan Che can go back to the poor mountain valley, the place where the red-haired devil stays is no match for our heavenly dynasty, the food at school is getting worse and worse... and so on.

Yan Che raised his eyebrows: "Why are you getting involved with school meals again?"

Hearing Yan Che's question, Lao Zhai said righteously: "You don't know, domestic prices are going to rise again, and vegetables are more expensive than meat in schools... I have eaten big meat for several months in China, thinking about it. It can be better when it comes out, but it turns out that it’s still meat here, and it’s different from domestic cooked food. This place is really a blood drink... BALABALA..."

Yan Che was a little dazed when he heard the words, and interrupted the old man's words: "Wait, wait, you, you just said that prices have increased? Vegetable prices have increased?"

Lao Zhai seemed to have thought of something over there. After a while of silence on the phone, Lao Zhai was the first to pick up the topic: "Che'er, baby, aren't you... a bun mountain? You can really try growing vegetables .”

Yan Che nodded, he had some calculations in his heart, after that, the irrelevant conversation with Lao Zhai also seemed a little powerless, so angry that Lao Zhai howled angrily, "Che'er, baby, just wash it up and wait for the young master to go back and clean you up." !", Kacha hung up the phone. (Oops)

After hanging up the call with the old house, Yan Che sat in the grass pavilion in the pond for a long time, Xiaoyin obediently lay on Yan Che's lap, enjoying Yan Che's touch every now and then, obediently narrowing his eyes, Disturbing Yan Che who was deep in thought.

At this moment, Yan Che had another plan in his mind, and his eyes narrowed slightly, locking the excited brilliance at the bottom of them.

Originally, because it couldn't be too ostentatious, and it couldn't spray too much clear water on a large area, everything had to be postponed a lot.

The result of this will be what Yan Che is most worried about.

For example: the liquidity cannot keep up, and I am trapped by the unformed Wuxu Mountain.

But this time, after a conversation in the old house, Yan Che finally found a good solution to this dilemma. Although I can't guarantee whether it is perfect, but well, this is definitely the best plan for myself at present—— Vegetables, green pure natural harmless vegetables.

For the price of such green vegetables in the city market, Yan Che has a clear account in his heart. He was hesitant in the green fruits and vegetables area back then.Of course, they wanted to buy good vegetables for that person to eat, but they touched their purses, and the green vegetables...they couldn't afford it.

Frowning uncomfortably, Yan Che closed his eyes, pushed some past events out of his mind, scattered them, and stopped them from disappearing, then opened his eyes... His face was already pale.

Facing Xiaoyin's worried silver-blue eyes, Yan Che's heart warmed, and he smiled: Yes, I'm fine now, I'm back home, I have a family who loves me, and there's a well-behaved little Jin Xiaoyin... Mmm , and a certain bastard ruffian who wasn't really that bad.

Putting away the plan of planting vegetables, after all, it is not something that he can come up with a good proposal in a short while, what should be done now should be the spring behind the mountain, and he has to find a way to lead them down the mountain, Lead to your own door.

Then, the first thing to do now is how to ask Wu Zidang for bamboo.

It’s not impossible to go outside to buy bamboo, but if you come and go again, tofu can also become the price of meat, which is too uneconomical.

Wu Zidang, oh Wu Zidang... How can I get a batch of old moso bamboos?

Yan Che frowned again.

A burst of whistling music rang in his ears, Yan Che managed to recover from the entanglement, and saw the foolish Fujiko walking towards him with Xiao Jin.

Yan Che's expression froze, and he threw the knife coldly: "Are you a tail? What are you doing here?"

At this moment, Master Teng, who had been stabbed several times in his body, was possessed by Uncle Dong's soul. He regarded death as his own, and went forward bravely. The obstacle... finally came to the enemy's high ground... Uh, cough, the stone railing opposite Yan Che. (jirrz)

Seeing that Fujiko had almost the same expression as Xiaojin's eyes, Yan Che resisted the urge to brush his forehead: "What's the matter?"

Fujiko put her knees together, her hands on her knees, her fingers hanging in front of her knees, she put away her smirk, sat upright like a good baby, and nodded.

Uh, even Xiao Jin at Fujiko's feet...sitting upright like a dog.

Seeing Fujiko acting like this, Yan Che was really tired of finding words to attack, so he twitched the corner of his mouth: "What's the matter?"

The rattan child's shoes are not innocent, nor are they cute eyes. He pointed at Yan Che, nodded his head, and showed an innocent smile that was more like an idiot.

Yan Che, who resisted the urge to slap someone to death, tightened his fist, and finally stretched out an index finger... rubbing his temple: "You, Fujiko, can you be normal, please?"

"Huh..." Fujiko let out a big breath: "I'm suffocating to death. Uh..."

Seeing that the knife was thrown towards Yan Che's eyes again, Fujiko immediately pulled out a tissue and waved at Yan Che: "Don't tell me, wait until I finish talking before shooting me!"

Rolling his eyes, Yan Che gave a look of "speak quickly, let go if you have something to say", and Fujiko answered in embarrassment: "I know what you are worried about."

Yan Che raised his eyebrows.

"You're worried that Wu Zidang on the other side won't give us the moso bamboo, right?" Tengzi said "we" as soon as he opened his mouth, and Yan Che was slightly startled, only to realize that Fujiko didn't realize it at all, so he had to wait for Elder Teng to continue. Go on: "Actually, you forgot someone."

"Who?" Yan Che frowned slightly.

"Well, your ancestor, why did you forget about this person?" Now it was the turn of Young Master Teng to cast Yan Che a look of "You idiot" and said, "You need to find out about this matter." Let’s find your very cunning and cunning ancestor... Well, if your ancestor intervenes, this matter can be solved [-]% of the time, and if it doesn’t work out, I’ll cut him seppuku.” (囧)

"..."

"..."

Does this have anything to do with harakiri? ! ? !

But, Fujiko, when did you know so much about Yan Jiawan?Yan Che scanned Fujikodu up and down with a serious face.

Master Teng straightened his back, and Xiao Jin also sat upright and looked at Yan Che: "Boss, do you have any orders?"

"..."

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