The evil concubine of the fourth master of Qingchuan

Chapter 114 Xiao Huihui Is His Mother Red Wolf
"My name is Nalan Sheng~ My mother's name is Nian Yuhe~"

The little guy replied with a straight face.

He always felt that the good-looking big brother in front of him was very familiar, and he must be someone his mother knew.

"Nalan? Who are you, Nalanheng!" Yinzhen Youran asked nervously with his eyes widened and his fists clenched.

"He is my father!"

Mother said, he will be called Nalan Sheng from now on, he is Nalan's father's son, and finally he won't be called a wild child without a father by Fat Tiger and the others.

"Your mother's nickname is Nian Gao?" Yinzhen's tone was full of two completely contradictory emotions of expectation and despair.

"Oh~ how do you know?" The little guy scratched his head in doubt.

"Hehehe! Hahahaha!!" Yinzhen smiled wryly.

It turned out that it was true that she faked her death and escaped. She had already planned to elope with Nalan Heng, and even let his son be named Nalan!
Yinzhen felt like a joke, it turned out that he was the only one who could not extricate himself from this evil relationship.

"Master..." Su Peisheng anxiously looked at the fourth master who was completely hopeless at this time.

But seeing that fourth master didn't turn around or respond, his back suddenly bent like an old man's.

It was as if someone had suddenly placed a heavy burden on their shoulders.With his back slumped, he moved out step by step with difficulty.

……

That night, the people from the government office sent her son back, and Nian Yaoyue was still in shock.

So I quit my work and stayed at home to rest and appease my children.

"Sister Nian! Didn't you go to the teahouse to tell a book today?"

Qiao Erniang brought a plate of sweet-scented osmanthus and lotus root slices, and the neighbors would often give each other some special side dishes at meal times.

Simple people usually only cook a bowl of home-cooked food for a meal.

Many people let their children see what their neighbors cook, and then avoid the heavy ones.

The home-cooked dishes between neighbors are exchanged, so the dishes on the table are enriched.

"Our little old man was scared by the traffickers yesterday. I want to accompany him. By the way, Qiao Erniang, Nalan and I will get married on the eighth day of next month. Remember to come and have a drink!"

Nian Yaoyue pulled the sweet-scented osmanthus lotus root slices brought by Qiaoerniang into the bowl with chopsticks, and put some fried small river fish in Qiaoerniang's plate as a return gift.

Hiding incognito in the alleys, the only guests that Nian Yaoyue can invite are her neighbors, which is more than enough to hold a banquet for two tables.

"Oh! Then congratulations! Have you prepared your new wedding dress? My niece of my mother's family opened a tailor shop in Jinyi Lane. I can take you there to get an acquaintance's price~"

Qiaoerniang hurriedly started to solicit business for her niece.

"Then find a time, sister will take me to have a look~" Nian Yaoyue said bluntly.

"Oh, girl from the Nian family is going to marry boy Nalan! Congratulations!" Fat Tiger's mother came in with a plate of fried small river prawns.

"Have you heard? The owner of the Tianzi No. [-] yard near the river in Jinguan Lane next door has changed!"

Fat Tiger's mother's eyes are full of envy, and she doesn't know which family's wife is lucky, the man has the ability to buy a luxury house in Linjiang.

"Tsk~"

Nian Yaoyue was also admiring, the houses in Jinguan Lane are all single-family courtyards with three entrances.

Blue bricks and gray tiles on the horse's head wall, French windows hanging in the corridor, and even the hut is bigger than her yard.

There are three floors, and there is a large viewing platform on the roof, overlooking the beautiful scenery of the whole city.It not only enjoys a line of Qinhuai scenery, but also has a private pier.

It is very pleasant to think about getting up in the morning with the faint morning light, and falling asleep in the evening accompanied by the dotted lights of thousands of houses on the other side of the river.

Tianzi No. [-] courtyard used to live in salt merchants, who paid more attention to profit than parting.The family of the salt merchant was on the go all year round.

But the old servant at home hugs the dog every day to watch the scenery of the Qinhuai River.

After lunch, Nian Yaoyue was washing the dishes with a loofah.

"Mom! I'm going to play with brother Xiao Huihui~" Xiao Guban was carrying a small shoulder bag made by Nian Yaoyue.

The cloth bag is full of slingshots and rattan balls bought by my mother, as well as favorite toys such as the small wooden horse made by Nalan's father.

"Little Huihui? Is his mother called Red Wolf? He likes to hold a frying pan, and his father is called Big Big Wolf? Hahaha~"

Nian Yaoyue giggled and waved the frying pan in her hand.

"certainly not!"

Xiao Sheng'er was already used to her mother always having a playful smile, so she went to play with brother Xiao Huihui with a straight face.

With short legs, he came to the mansion in the alley next door that everyone envied.

Before knocking, the door opened.

But seeing Xiao Huihui's brother's father half open the door.

"Cheng'er, what did you have for lunch today?" Yinzhen leaned over and hugged the little guy in his arms.

"I ate porridge, fried river prawns, fried small river fish, and sweet-scented osmanthus lotus root slices."

"The fried river prawns are from Fat Tiger Mother, sweet-scented osmanthus lotus root slices are from Qiao Er's mother, and the fried river fish is from Mother!"

The little guy replied straightforwardly, "I don't know why, but he really likes Xiao Huihui's brother's daddy."

I like it more than I like Nalan's father!

Yinzhen couldn't help frowning, his son actually ate so poorly, he even grew up eating a variety of meals like a little beggar!
Ask Su Peisheng to serve the prepared delicate pastries and snacks to the two children.

Yinzhen stood silently watching the two sons happily playing together, with mixed feelings in his heart.

"Su Peisheng, make a copy of the case file of this human trafficker, and send it to Nalan Mingzhu, that old fox as soon as possible!"

……

In a few days, it will be the big wedding day. Before the wedding, men and women should avoid seeing each other until the big wedding day.

Nalanheng's newly bought yard is in Zhuque Alley, but he still couldn't bear the torment of lovesickness, so he rode a horse to the door of Nian Yaoyue's house.

At this time Nian Yaoyue was standing under the osmanthus tree at the door chatting with Nalan Heng.

Willows are Yiyi, sweet-scented osmanthus is fragrant.

Nalanheng's eyes were full of doting and admiration, and Nian Yaoyue felt embarrassed.

"Is there a flower on my face?"

"Yes! Here!" Caught off guard, Nalan Heng suddenly lowered his head and kissed her forehead.

"You are so fragrant~" Nalan Heng put the rice cake under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, his eyes were full of tenderness.

He didn't know that behind him, on the top of a three-story building not far away, Yinzhen's face was gloomy, and the firecracker in his hand was facing Nalan Heng's back.

He swore that if Nalan Heng dared to touch a hair of his woman again, he would pull the trigger and kill him on the spot.

Su Peisheng looked at his master holding the firecracker in fear, and stared at the couple under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree with dead silence and resentment in his eyes.

Fortunately, Nalanheng did not continue to overstep and left with his horse, otherwise he would surely die today.

Sleepless at night, there are empty wine bottles crumbling under Yinzhen's feet, the spirits cut his throat, but the more he drank, the more sober he became.

Looking up at the small courtyard, his wife and son of Aixinjue Luo Yinzhen were sleeping soundly!

That's his woman!Why should he and Nianshi miss it!Even if you don't love it!It is impossible for him to let go of Nian Shi!

Let's torture each other till they grow old!
The night rain is slightly cool, it seems to be a thread of sorrow from people, and it is still chaotic after cutting.

In the bleak autumn wind, Su Peisheng watched the drunk Fourth Master chopping down trees like a lunatic with his sword in the rain.

The sword was not withdrawn until the sweet-scented osmanthus tree in front of the Nian's courtyard had only a stump of wood left.

"Uproot this tree! Leave no trace!"

(End of this chapter)