After returning home, Old Master Fang Huwei shouted for Fang Yan to pour tea for him.
"Tea, pour me a cup of tea —" The old man's face was full of excitement, and he said to Fang Yan in a very boastful tone, "I've dug countless traps in my life, but this is the most exciting one — and also the one that earned me the most. I lost a grandson and got a granddaughter-in-law back. "
Fang Yan poured the tea in the teapot into a cup and added half a cup of hot water to the cup. Then he handed the cup to the old man and said, "My marriage with Wen Nuan was also a trap set by you?"
"Isn't that obvious?" The old man said bluntly, "If I hadn't shamelessly gone to the Ye family to challenge them, you wouldn't be here now — Wen Nuan is a Heavenly Dao realm expert. After the news is spread, wouldn't the Ye family break the door to propose marriage? Besides, even if Wen Nuan wasn't a Heavenly Dao realm expert, there were still a lot of people who went to the Ye family to propose marriage. Why did Wen Nuan have a higher opinion of you and get closer to you? Isn't it because of those years of fighting? "
"Wen Nuan has bullied many people in Swallow Dock all these years. Bai Xiu, Zhu Zidan, Li Xiaotian, Baili Lu — which one of them hasn't been beaten by Wen Nuan? Why didn't Wen Nuan fall in love with them but me — that's because I'm better than them. In addition to my good looks, I'm also erudite and cultured — is this also a trap set by you? "
"That's for sure."
"Isn't it a bit — too unreasonable?"
"How am I twisting words and forcing logic? If I hadn't married your grandmother and had your father, would there be a bastard like you? Isn't that a trap set by me? "
"—"
Fang Yan was speechless. Listening to what he said, it seemed to make a lot of sense.
Lu Wan came in from outside and asked eagerly, "Dad, how's the betrothal? Has the Ye family agreed to this marriage? "
Old Master Fang Huwei put away the smile on his face and took a big gulp of tea. He said slowly, pretending to be reserved, "Can they not agree? Mr. Ye was the matchmaker, and I was also the old man. My grandson was so outstanding that no village could find him. When they saw us bringing the betrothal gifts, the Ye Family was overjoyed. The Ye family's old ancestor personally nodded and said that this matter was settled. Then, this matter was settled. "
Lu Wan put her hands on her chest, tears overflowed from her eyes, and said, "That's good. That's good. My son is getting married — "
As he spoke, he sobbed uncontrollably.
Fang Yan knew that she was thinking of her father. Her son was about to get married, but her father had already turned into dust.
There was no one to talk about his sorrow and no one to share his joy with. This kind of feeling was really unpleasant.
Old Master Fang Huwei's face was also gloomy. He held the teacup but could not take another sip of tea.
Was there anything more sorrowful and despairing than the death of one's child?
Fang Yan walked over and held his mother in his arms. He said with a smile, "Mom, this is a happy thing. Rouwen and I are going to get married. Shouldn't you be happy? If we were rejected by the Ye Family today, all the things we sent would be thrown back by them. At that time, you should cry, right? "
Puff —
Lu Wan was amused by Fang Yan again. She gave him a reproachful look and said, "You silly boy, you are already a person who is going to get married. How can you still say this kind of nonsense? You and Rouwen are in love. How can the Ye Family not agree? Even if the Ye Family does not agree — Rouwen will agree. "
"Yes. Your son is so excellent that I love him to death — "Fang Yan laughed and teased himself. He didn't want his mother to be sad, not even a drop of tears.
Every tear was a knife, stabbing into Fang Yan's heart.
His heart ached faintly again, and the sense of guilt that had been quiet for a long time came again.
It seemed to be turbulent, like a flood or a fierce beast.
If he had arrived earlier that day, if he had been able to get rid of those good-for-nothings who blocked the way as soon as possible — his father would not have died.
If his father was not dead, if Fang Yixing was still alive at this moment, when he learned that his son was going to get married, would he laugh unscrupulously, or would he pretend to be serious and sternly lecture his son to treat his wife well and be gentle when he got married in the future?
He would definitely choose the latter, because the latter was the character he should have.
He loved Fang Yan. He loved his son more than anyone else.
However, he was stingy to show it, and he firmly hid that love in his flesh and blood.
Old Master Fang Huwei finally raised his head, looked at Lu Wan with blame and said, "Why are you crying on a happy day? Sir, forget it. The eighth of the twelfth lunar month is an auspicious day, and there are many things that need to be taken care of. As an old man, my legs are not convenient, so many things need to be decided by you, the head of the family. You go and have a good talk with Rouwen's mother first, find out what the Ye Family is thinking, and ask Rouwen what she wants. We should prepare for what we should prepare and buy what we should buy — there are many things that need you to do, and you can't lose your health. "
"Alas —" Lu Wan remembered that she had to start preparing for her son's marriage, and her suppressed emotions were suddenly turned over, as if she had been injected with a stimulant, and said, "I'll invite Fang Yan's aunt and sister-in-law to come over and have a good talk with them. I have no experience in this kind of thing — but our Fang Family can't let Rouwen down."
Old Master Fang Huwei nodded and said, "Have a good talk, and don't be stingy with money."
Then he turned to stare at Fang Yan and said, "Boy, you have also made a lot of money these years, haven't you? Hurry up and contribute a little more to your mother — our Fang Family has been quiet for more than 20 years, and this time we will have a good time in Swallow Dock. "
Fang Yan nodded and said, "Mom, I will ask someone to send you a black card — don't be thrifty."
Lu Wan waved her hand and said, "Silly boy, no matter how poor our Fang Family is, we still have enough money for our children's wedding. Don't worry about these things. Just do your own thing. "
Fang Yan nodded, looked at his mother with concern, and said, "You have to take care of yourself. If you are too busy, ask my aunt to come back and help — "
"Don't worry. I know how to arrange it. I have been idle these years, and I feel uncomfortable all over. How can I feel tired preparing for my son's wedding? "
Lu Wan left in a hurry, as it seemed that Fang Yan's wedding was tomorrow.
Fang Yan looked at Old Master Fang Huwei and said, "Grandpa, do you want me to push you out for a walk?"
"No need." Old Master Fang Huwei waved his hand and said, "The marriage between you and Rourou has been decided, and this is a joyous occasion for our Fang Family — your father is no longer here, but there are still some things that need to be discussed with him. At least he will be informed — you go and accompany Rourou, I will go and have a word with you. "
Watching his grandpa push the wheelchair away, Fang Yan's heart was extremely heavy —
Ye Rourou took the initiative to look for Fang Yan and asked Fang Yan to take a walk beside Shihezi.
Swallow Dock wasn't big, and what happened in the east of the village spread to the west of the village in less than an hour.
The news of Ye Rourou successfully climbing the Heavenly Dao and becoming the youngest Heavenly Dao expert in Hua Xia, as well as Ye Rourou's marriage with Fang Yan, had already spread throughout the village. The people they met on the way were very kind and enthusiastic when they saw them, and some would even stop to talk to them, asking about Ye Rourou's experience in climbing the Heavenly Dao. Ye Rourou didn't hide anything and told them everything.
Even their attitude towards Fang Yan was a lot warmer, and some even called Fang Yan "the new son-in-law." Fang Yan smiled shyly, and then thought to himself, "Shouldn't I call Ye Rourou" bride "? Why does it sound like I'm marrying into her family?"
Of course, Fang Yan didn't care about these details. To be able to marry Ye Rourou, to be able to marry a woman who wholeheartedly loved him and was willing to protect him, Fang Yan's heart was filled with happiness.
When they reached a slightly more remote place, no one came to disturb them, and the curved tail of Shihezi became their world.
Ye Rourou just walked with her head lowered, with no intention of speaking.
Fang Yan wanted to say something several times, but he didn't want to break the moment of silence.
Ye Rourou was a very quiet person. When she didn't have to speak, she didn't like to use words to express herself.
She would do what she wanted to do, and she wouldn't force herself to do what she didn't want to do.
If she liked you, she would hold your hand, and if she hated you, she would chop off your hand.
She had a clear distinction between love and hate!
Fang Yan's heart was full of emotions. The girl who competed in the Fang family's martial arts arena for the first time was proud and stubborn, with two cute braids. When Fang Yan saw her, he thought it would be fun if he could pull her braids.
It was really fun. Ye Rourou knocked out two of his teeth and broke three of his fingers.
At that time, Ye Rourou was really fierce, and she wasn't gentle at all when she fought.
Later, they fought once a year, and every time they met, they would quarrel. Fang Yan regarded her as his archenemy, and he told all his friends bad things about her. Even in his sleep, he dreamed that he was being beaten.
However, that girl was going to be his wife soon.
Life was really full of surprises!
Fang Yan suddenly stopped, turned around to look at Ye Rourou behind him, and said in a deep voice, "I've been thinking that there should be a more special proposal ceremony. I'll run around Yan Jing City naked and then shout," Ye Rourou, marry me. "Or I'll take off my clothes and jump into Shihezi River, shouting," Ye Rourou, marry me. "Or we can go to the African prairie. We'll sit on a hot air balloon, and I'll kneel to you on one knee. If you don't agree, I'll cut the rope of the hot air balloon."
"You'll die." Ye Rourou said.
"What?"
"If the rope is cut, I'll be fine, but you'll fall to your death." Ye Rourou looked at Fang Yan and said.
"—"
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