Chapter 22 Sending Flowers by the patriarch

At sunset, the sky is twilight, and the soft light of the sunset is like a pair of tender hands, caressing everything on the earth, coaxing the birds and insects that refuse to rest in the mountains, and be quiet early.

It's time to have dinner, but the Yu family's kitchen is still busy.

The third aunt stood in front of the stove, skillfully turning over the dishes in the pot with a shovel, while standing dissatisfiedly at the door of the kitchen, Yu Zhanpeng, who was forced to peel garlic, complained: "Do you think there is something wrong with your head? Why don't you pick flowers for her?

"Have you read this sentence more than ten times? Aren't you tired?"

Looking up at the third aunt who was holding a shovel and wanted to throw it over, Yu Zhanpeng felt a headache. No wonder she insisted on peeling garlic by herself. She obviously wanted to use the time of peeling garlic to poison her ears. Women who have menopause are terrible!

"I'm not tired! I quarreled with that woman for hours and was not tired. How can I be tired of teaching you these words?"

The third aunt replied with a loud voice and an excited face. She couldn't figure out why he didn't know how to seize the opportunity with such a beautiful girl like Ning Xue.

"If she knew what I meant by picking flowers and giving them to her, she would definitely not want them. I will be the one who will be embembiled."

Speaking of the flower picking incident in the afternoon, he felt helpless. He also wanted to satisfy her wish, but this damn clan rule made him uncomfortable. Although he is the patriarch, he does not have the right to tamper with the clan rules.

"What is that? Maybe she will agree!"

The third aunt looked at Yu Zhanpeng with a longing face. The Yu family hasn't had a wedding for a long time. She is looking forward to the children she has been taking care of can get married and have children. Let her feel the happiness of being a mother-in-law.

Seeing her look like this again, Yu Zhanpeng quickly changed the topic: "Third aunt, you and your second uncle are widowed, why don't you..."

"Dad boy, shut up! As soon as I talk about you, change the topic for me. You want to see someone else get married for the second time, so why can't you accept your mother's second marriage?

Hearing the third aunt's words, Yu Zhanpeng's face suddenly changed. He put down the garlic in his hand and left the kitchen sullenly.

Hey! After so many years, can't he let go?

Seeing Yu Zhanpeng's departure, the third aunt sighed deeply.

Leaving the kitchen, without the chatter of the third aunt, Yu Zhanpeng still felt very depressed, as if something was stuck in his heart. He walked down to the backyard full of flowers.

Looking at the small roses used to make flower tea in the flower park, he remembered that Ning Xue looked at the delicate big roses in the parking lot in the afternoon, with a longing look. In fact, he really wanted to pick it for her at that time, but if she knew the specific content of the clan rules, I'm afraid she would destroy all the roses. For her and for himself to have less trouble, he hardened his heart to disappoint her.

Maybe it was a distraction. His mood actually began to improve when he thought of Ning Xue. He bent down and picked a few small roses that were also blooming, and he went back to the house happily.

They are all roses, but the flowers are smaller. She won't care, will she? He thought so in his heart.

looked around the living room and didn't find Ning Xue's figure. Yu Zhanpeng was a little puzzled. She is not in the living room. Where did she go?

Looking for Xiaoxue? She is in your room."

Yu Zhanpeng's second uncle held a plate of vegetables and said to him when he passed by the living room.

"Did you let her go?"

Yu Zhanpeng is depressed. That's his room, which contains his secret. How can the second uncle let Ning Xue in? He looked angrily at his second uncle. He took the flowers and ran upstairs.

As he expected, Ning Xue really found something interesting in his room.

Seeing Yu Zhanpeng open the door, Ning Xue pointed to a photo of some years on the album and said, "Are you here? Who is this girl standing with you?

suppressing his unhappiness, Yu Zhanpeng walked to her side and looked at the photo she pointed to. His eyes, which were already staring, suddenly became gloomy and painful. That's my sister."

"Your sister? She was so beautiful when she was a child, but now she should be ridiculous, right?

Ning Xue, who lowered her head and looked carefully at the photo, did not notice that Yu Zhanpeng's face had become very bad at this moment. Seeing that he didn't answer, he consciously regarded his words as self-spoken.

Suddenly, her eyes fell on another group photo of Yu Zhanpeng. The little girl in that photo is so familiar! There are also little girls' clothes, which are also very familiar! This little girl must have been seen somewhere!

Seeing her in a daze, Yu Zhanpeng glanced at the photo she was staring at. His face changed slightly, his eyes paused, and he grabbed the photo album in Ning Xue's hand. It's almost time to eat. Let's go downstairs for dinner!"

"That little girl..."

"She is also my sister."

Yu Zhanpeng received it and raised his hand to put the album on the top of the high wardrobe.

Ning Xue is a little confused about his behavior. What is he doing so nervous?

"Don't you like flowers? Send it to you."

Yu Zhanpeng handed a few flowers in his hand to Ning Xue.

At a glance, Ning Xue's face showed disdain. Can such a small flower be given away? What a him! Nine more! Isn't it better to have eleven directly?

"Don't you like it?"

Seeing that she was unwilling to reach out and looked unhappy, Yu Zhanpeng screamed badly. She doesn't want me to pick it in the parking lot, does she?

"I don't want such a small flower."

Although Ning Xue also feels that her request may be a little difficult, she is a person who prefers to lack than abuse. She doesn't want what she wants to retreat.

Her answer was what Yu Zhanpeng expected, but he still hesitated. For a while, he looked up and asked seriously, "Do you really want the flowers there?"

Ning Xue also nodded to him seriously.

Looking at her with a smile, Yu Zhanpeng turned around and left the room.

The third aunt who came up and asked them to go downstairs for dinner came in puzzled and pointed to the back of Yu Zhanpeng's figure and asked, "What's wrong with him?"

"It should be picking flowers!"

Ning Xue said happily. The more he didn't want to pick it, the more she had to embarrass him.

When the third aunt heard this, she was very happy and looked at Ning Xue's eyes more gently and lovingly.

A few minutes later, Yu Zhanpeng looked strange with a large handful of newly blooming roses and appeared in front of several people waiting for him to come back for dinner.

"What a beautiful!"

Ning Xue couldn't wait to take the flowers handed over by Yu Zhanpeng and excitedly ignored the happy expression on the second uncle and third aunt's face.

"The flowers of our patriarch are the people of our patriarch. It's the blessing of our ancestors. Our family is going to have a happy event. By the way, are you ready to hold a wedding banquet for a long time?

The unbearable third aunt looked happily at Ning Xue with flowers.

Ning Xue, who had just been immersed in the joy of receiving flowers, was stunned. Send flowers and take it out as a big living person? This is ridiculous! He looked at Yu Zhanpeng doubtfully and waited for his explanation.

"You want the flowers there, it's none of my business. For details, please consult the people around you.

As he spoke, Yu Zhanpeng picked up a bowl of rice on the table, picked up some vegetables and put them in the bowl, and walked upstairs. In order to have a meal at home safely, it's better to flash first! Who knows if she understands the meaning of sending flowers and will throw the thorny rose on her face?

Intuition told Ning Xue that there was something wrong with the flower.

The inquiring eyes fell on the person who was looking at her with a smile, pointing to the flowers in her hand. What do you mean?

The flower behind the parking lot is called the Love Garden, which is a matter of affection for young men and women in the village to express their love. It's just that the ancestors set the rules, which are actually to restrain the behavior of the Yu clan leader. As a patriarch, you can't go there to pick flowers at will, unless it is given to the next patriarch's mother. In other cases, if we accept the flowers of the patriarch, we have to add a new boy who inherits the position of patriarch to our clan.

The enthusiastic third aunt explained to Ning Xue simply and clearly.

Liar! People in a village are all liars! This Yu's ancestors were probably idle and had nothing to do, and they actually set such a broken rule! Damn it!

Ning Xue looked at it ironically and smiled at the wrinkles on her face, which could kill two and a half-old people with dozens of mosquitoes. No wonder when they entered the village, the group of young men would so much hope that Yu Zhanpeng would pick flowers and call them sister-in-law. No wonder these two people had such an angry expression when they heard that Yu Zhanpeng didn't want to go to pick flowers. It turned out that it was all because of the broken rules. Damn Yu Zhanpeng, why didn't he tell me the truth? What an unforgivable crime!

Holding the flowers, Ning Xue rushed upstairs angrily.

In the living room upstairs, Yu Zhanpeng, who was watching the TV and eating, saw her face angry and chewing food slowly.

"Is it fun to play tricks on me?"

He threw the flowers in his hand on the coffee table in front of him, and Ning Xue stared at him with fire.

swallowing the food in his mouth, Yu Zhanpeng put down the bowl and quietly looked at Ning Xue. In fact, the ancestral rules are set for me. It has nothing to do with you, and no one will force you to do anything. You just continue to think you don't know. Anyway, we will go back to Yucheng early tomorrow morning. You don't have to pay attention to it."

Hearing his words, Ning Xue's anger gradually dissipated and was replaced by a little loss. Am I so bad and in such a hurry to draw a line with me?