Dongfang Chengtian looked at the little man in front of him. After a long silence, a smile finally appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"Okay, then I'm relieved."
He took out a pure white handkerchief and handed it to Bai Hao, while smiling: "As an elder, the most worrying thing is always about the younger siblings. Since you and Shi Ming are devoted to each other, I don't have much to say."
"Oh... um." Bai Hao almost couldn't help it and quickly wiped away her tears with a handkerchief, but her eye circles were still red.
"Alas." Dongfang Chengtian looked at the swirling snowy sky, "It was a snowy day like this back then. I watched my mother hang herself to death, my younger brother and Uncle Huber ran away from home, and finally disappeared into the boundless sea of snow."
Dongfang Chengtian's eyes were blurred, "The wind was very strong that day and the snow was very cold. At that time, I thought to myself, if my brother can survive somewhere in the end of the world, if I can still find him one day. As an elder brother, I will never let him He will suffer again.”
"Hey, hehe." Bai Hao returned the handkerchief to him, "I didn't expect you to have such a side."
"Oh, which side is it?" Dongfang Chengtian turned around, "But if you regret it, I will start to dissolve your engagement. In my eyes, my younger brother is indeed more important, and I want to ensure that his marriage is happy. of."
"Then will you kick him out?" Seeing Dongfang Chengtian start to walk back, Bai Hao quickly followed, tilting his head and asking.
"What do you think?" Dongfang Chengtian asked in turn.
"Huh... no way." Bai Hao stuck out her tongue, and the red circles under her eyes gradually faded away.
The corridor was full of wind and snow, and there was already a formed layer of snow beneath my feet. After turning a bend, you will go straight to the door of Nuanzhuzhai.
"Let's go. Let's make up for that little New Year's Eve dumpling meal that my father has always missed."
Pushing the door open, Nuanzhuzhai is already filled with heat. The steaming water vapor was full of fragrance. Inside, I saw the owner of the house, Dongfang Shiming and others sitting around the bed. In the middle was a large wide table that was brought in. Next to it was a burning stove, with the pot on it rolling and rising. The dumplings are endless, and the delicious aroma of the fillings makes people salivate.
The woman was also there, and there were actually Hu Gan and others, as well as several relatives of the Dongfang family, but Bai Hao was not familiar with them.
As soon as you come in from outside, you can feel the warmth all over your body. Dongfang Shiming asked the two of them to come over and sit down, and also introduced to Bai Hao some relatives he had just met.
Not long after, the dumplings in the pot were cooked, and a large plate was pushed in front of everyone. The heat burned everyone's face, and the appearance they had just barely remembered was lost in the steam.
Dongfang Chengtian specifically asked that because his father was ill, no wine was allowed at this banquet. The hot tea brewed with a refreshing fragrance, and everyone moved their chopsticks and ate happily.
"It smells so good, better than what we cook at home!" Bai Hao covered her mouth in surprise.
"Haha, thanks for the compliment!" Hu Gan chatted next to him, happily holding the bowl of dumplings and putting it into his mouth. "This is our credit! If your chef wants to learn, just ask!"
"...Tsk."
Next to him, Dongfang Chengtian was absentmindedly looking at the gap between the ring seats, the dissatisfaction on his face hidden.
This kid Dongfang Bi... seems to have really reached the rebellious stage. Even worse than before, it seems that he must be taught a lesson.
He sighed inwardly, but remained calm. He turned to look at Dongfang Shiming and his father, with a sudden smile on his face.
I saw Dongfang Shiming gently holding the dumplings and placing them in the porcelain bowl held by his father tremblingly. The father and son were speechless to each other, but it was completely touching.
Dumplings from the rolling pot were served one after another, and not long after, the door of Nuanzhuzhai was pushed open again, and two people walked in.
"oh--"
It was Dongfang Bi and young Murong Feiyu who were walking in the wind and snow. Dongfang Bi grabbed Murong Feiyu's arm at first, but when she saw everyone was looking at them, she quickly let go.
"We've had breakfast and we're not even hungry." Dongfang Bi's childish voice went straight to the table, "But... well, you'll all be angry if I don't come anyway, so I'm coming."
As she said that, she picked up the pair of chopsticks prepared for her on the table, picked up a dumpling and brought it to her mouth, then put down the chopsticks: "That's it."
As she spoke, her eyes came into contact with her brother Dongfang Shiming. She was stunned for a moment, looked at her mother next to her, and curled her lips in embarrassment: "Well, you are welcome to come back too. The last time I attacked you with an arrow, it was my fault."
Then, without waiting for anyone to respond, she hurriedly ran to the door, took Murong Feiyu's elbow and ran out, forgetting to even close the door.
As the two of them walked away, one or two voices of conversation could still be vaguely heard: "You brought me here just to see you run away?"
"This is...brave! If you don't understand, don't talk nonsense!"
Then nothing was heard, and the door was closed. The cold wind was suddenly cut off, as if nothing had happened just now.
Dongfang Shiming smiled lightly and looked at the dumplings on the table. His heart had never felt so warm.
But... he looked at the happy people, his eyes quietly and quickly passing over everyone's face.
He came back this time, but there was still one key point to confirm. Although it seemed that his father didn't take it too seriously, he still wanted to find the answer for himself.
He must dig out the clues about the turning point that influenced the Dongfang family to choose Xiangfeng Temple back then.
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The lower world is beautiful and beautiful, and the fourth watch of the night is lonely. Everything is still sleeping.
Three days have passed. Although there was a ten-day deadline, there was no need to leave in such a hurry, but the current situation forced Fu Yunge to take Du He to move ahead of schedule.
"Mom...I'm sleepy. Hmm."
Xiao Feiqing was held in Mrs. Ji Qing's arms, murmuring as if she was sleeping. Ji Qing looked at the child. Although her face was bitter, she followed Fu Yunge and Du He closely and went downstairs in the dark.
The stairs were pitch black. They held on to the wall and climbed down step by step. As expected, the shopkeeper and the servants were also resting, which was a perfect time.
Fu Yunge grabbed Du He's hand, and the group came to the lobby, walked around the front desk, and came to the door.
"After we go out, we have to be careful. Remember to follow me closely and don't confront anyone you meet."
Fu Yunge said warily. Du He and his wife both nodded, and after Fu Yunge confirmed that it was correct, he slowly opened the store door.
The lanterns outside the door were bright, but there was dead silence. The streets were filled with red, which looked a little weird.
"Oh. It's better not to meet them." Du He followed Fu Yunge on tiptoe and prayed in a low voice.
Fu Yunge didn't reply. He led them into a hidden corner and glanced back.
What made them so cautious that they wanted to leave early was the troublemaker who had appeared inexplicably in the past three days.
