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Chapter 20, Acting Skills

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    After arriving in Linyi County, Daohua finally settled down with her parents.

    Although the days are not as free as in Yanjiacun, they are still warm.

    ¡°Perhaps out of guilt for not raising her eldest daughter by her side since she was a child, both Mrs. Li and Yan Zhigao were very kind to Daohua.

    On the tenth day after Daohua and the others arrived, Yan Zhiyuan and Yan Zhiqiang came back.

    Main courtyard, left wing.

    "Your second uncle and third uncle waited for a long time and didn't see you. I was worried that something would happen to you on the road, so I offered to pick you up. Unfortunately, you didn't meet them."

    Mrs. Li smiled and talked to Daohua about the reason for the absence of the two brothers Yan Zhiyuan, and inserted a delicate pearl flower into Daohua's head.  After inserting it, he pulled her up and looked at her for a while with a satisfied expression.

    In this regard, Daohua was very helpless.

    It seems that every mother likes to dress up her daughter.

    These days, almost every day, Mrs. Li will personally ask about her dressing.

    Seeing that her daughter was well dressed, Mrs. Li smiled with a loving mother: "Let's go, follow my mother to the old lady's yard to meet your second uncle and third uncle."

    As soon as the mother and daughter arrived at Songheyuan, they heard someone crying.

    ¡°Mom, it¡¯s your son who is unfilial and makes you suffer.¡±

    In the hall, Yan Zhiyuan was kneeling on the ground, holding Mrs. Yan's legs and crying loudly.

    But the honest and kind-hearted Yan Zhiqiang stood aside, looking at his mother with red eyes.

    When Daohua came in and saw this scene, she immediately had the urge to stretch out her hands and figure it out.

    Her honest third uncle, you should also come forward to show your filial piety!

    Look at my second uncle, crying until his nose and tears are mixed together. How filial and missing his mother is!

    And what does he mean by standing aside and watching?

    ????????? For those who don¡¯t know, I thought he didn¡¯t care about his mother.

    "Mom, after my son left Linyi County, he kept searching along the official road towards Fucheng. He searched everywhere on the road and didn't miss any inns or temples. But he still couldn't pick up his mother. It's because of his incompetence!"

    Yan Zhiyuan cried and sobbed and told everything he had done along the way. He was tired and anxious, and he spoke more carefully.

    I don¡¯t know whether it was intentional or unintentional, but during this period, he only mentioned himself and did not mention Yan Zhiqiang at all.

    Mrs. Yan was greatly moved when she heard this, and personally wiped the tears and snot from Yan Zhiyuan's face.

    Daohua looked at it with admiration.

    What a loving mother and filial son!

    If it weren¡¯t for her dear third uncle standing stupidly next to her, she might have been moved by the deep love between mother and son.

    It¡¯s time to show off your real acting skills!

    Daohua let go of Mrs. Li and pinched her thigh hard. In an instant, water mist filled her eyes. Then she ran quickly to Yan Zhiqiang and cried out affectionately: "Uncle, Daohua."  Miss you so much."

    As soon as these words came out, Mrs. Yan and Yan Zhiyuan, who were still loving mothers and filial piety, both paused and looked up at Yan Zhiqiang, who had been ignored by them.

    Others in the room were also startled and looked over.

    Here, Dao Hua is wrapped around Yan Zhiqiang¡¯s arm, with tears in her eyes: ¡°Uncle Third, why have you lost so much weight? We have only been separated for two months. Didn¡¯t you eat well and sleep well?¡±

    Hearing this, some people in the room looked a little weird.

    Seeing Daohua looking at him with a distressed expression, Yan Zhiqiang was very happy. He felt that his niece's pain was not in vain. He stretched out his hand to rub her head and said with a smile: "Uncle San is fine. He will make up for it in two days."

    Daohua was stunned and squeezed a few drops of golden beans: "I know that third uncle was so tired because he went to pick up grandma, me, and third brother. In the evening, Daohua will make pimple soup for you.  "

    Yan Zhiqiang's dark cheeks instantly smiled: "The relationship is good, you should do more. Third uncle has a big appetite and can eat a lot."

    ¡°There¡¯s me, there¡¯s me!¡±

    ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? out of the way: Yan Wenhui, who is only 6 years old this year, has a tiger-like face.

    Daohua smiled and nodded the little guy¡¯s head: ¡°Don¡¯t worry, our lovely Wen Hui is indispensable.¡±

    ¡°That can¡¯t be done without me, I also love to eat the pimple soup made by my sister.¡± Yan Wentao also walked over with a smile.

    "What kind of pimple soup?"

    Yan Wenkai came over curiously.

     Yan Wentao immediately introduced it to him with a proud look on his face: "Let me tell you, the pimple soup made from rice flowers is delicious. It is extremely delicious. My third uncle said it is so delicious that you can even swallow it with your tongue."

    Yan Wenkai looked suspicious: "Is it true or false?"

    "It's really true." Yan Wenhui raised his hand to testify.

    Yan Wenkai made a quick decision: "Then I want to eat it too."

    Yan Wenhui: "And my mother, my mother also wants to eat."

    Yan Wentao: "There is also grandmother. Grandma has bad teeth and has to eat pimple soup."

    Yan Wenkai immediately answered: "There is also my eldest brother. My eldest brother is busy reading every day, so he also needs to replenish his brain."

    Hearing this, Yan Wenxiu had a black line on his forehead.

    ????????? Where did his silly brother hear that pimple soup can nourish the brain?

    Others in the room:

    Isn¡¯t it a touching scene of the reunion of mother and son?

    Why did the painting style change so suddenly?

    Yan Zhiyuan stood beside Mrs. Yan and carefully looked at the niece whom he had never met before.

    "It's very good. In just a few words, everyone's attention was diverted from him, and it also pointed out the filial piety of the third child. This niece is actually a smart person.

    Mrs. Yan looked at the grandchildren playing around with a smile, and then waved to San'er.

    Yan Zhiqiang walked over immediately: "Mother!"

    Mrs. Yan looked at San'er whose cheeks were shaved off, took his hand and patted him: "Thank you for your hard work."

    Yan Zhiqiang grinned: "It's not hard, I just didn't pick up my mother, which made her tired."

    Old Mrs. Yan: "Mother was not affected. Wen Tao carried her all the way here."

    Afterwards, seeing that the mother and son had almost finished talking, Mrs. Li took Daohua and came to Yan Zhiyuan: "Daohua, come on, I have met your second uncle."

    Daohua sighed in her heart.

    Well, it's going to kneel again.

    In this ancient time, she could tolerate other things, but she couldn't accept the fact that she had to kneel at every turn.

    "It's a pity that form is stronger than people, so she has to bow her head."

    "Daohua wishes my second uncle good luck. He has worked hard all the way."

    Yan Zhiyuan lifted up Daohua with a smile on his face and looked her up and down: "This is Daohua. She looks really iconic. She looks a bit better than that noble girl from the aristocratic family."

    Mrs. Li frowned slightly: "Second uncle, you are exaggerating. How can a little girl like Daohua be compared with a young lady from an aristocratic family? Don't say that again in the future."

    A woman¡¯s appearance is too good, but it would not be a good thing if she does not have a strong family background.

    Although the master is a seventh-grade county magistrate, there are too many officials higher than him.

    Sensing Mrs. Li¡¯s displeasure, Yan Zhiyuan smiled and said yes again and again.

    Yan Zhigao spoke at this time: "Second brother, third brother, why did you come back so late? But what happened on the way?"

    Yan Zhiyuan immediately turned around and walked towards Yan Zhigao: "Brother, it's really like this. After we arrived in Fucheng, when we were looking for my mother, we heard a news that the imperial court sent people to come down to provide disaster relief, so we stayed in Fucheng to inquire about it.  "

    Yan Zhigao nodded: "I already know about this. The county government received the news a few days ago."

    Yan Zhiyuan smiled again and said: "Brother, do you know how many officials the imperial court has sent to provide disaster relief?"

    Yan Zhigao: "Huh?" He really doesn't know this. He doesn't have many connections in the officialdom, and the information is a bit limited.

    Yan Zhiyuan was a little excited: "It's the emperor's younger brother, Prince Rui."

    Yan Zhigao immediately stood up in shock: "What?!" A prince personally came to provide disaster relief. This is a rare thing!  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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