C108 Family Feast Ye Family Member

Han Shaochen, who was immersed in sadness, did not notice the unusual behavior of Yeh Fanyu behind him. He kept saying, "Huanhuan, you must be well. I am still waiting to eat the food you made."

Yeh Fanyu, who was in a daze, tried to find his throat. He asked stiffly, "Brother Shaochen, who is she?"

"She is..."

"She is Shaochen's friend. She is sick and is recuperating here. " Yeh Chuxuan walked into the room and looked at Han Shaochen. He turned to Yeh Fanyu and said, "Let's eat here tonight."

"No need. I want to go home and see grandpa first." Yeh Fanyu could not find the shock on his face a moment ago. He narrowed his eyes and said with a smile, "If grandpa knows that I am not going to see him, I will not be able to keep my legs."

Yeh Chuxuan smiled and nodded. He patted ___ on the shoulder and said, "You have grown up. You know the etiquette."

"That is necessary!" Yeh Fanyu looked at Gu Huanhuan after he finished speaking. He asked in a very gossipy manner, "Third Brother, is this Brother Shaochen's girlfriend?"

Yeh Chuxuan did not want to answer this question, so he kicked her to Han Shaochen. "Are you asking him?"

Who was Han Shaochen? Of course, he could not take the blame, so he directly refused. "Of course not. She is a good friend."

"Oh... So that's how it is" Yeh Fanyu took a closer look and said, "It's pretty."

Yeh Chuxuan gave Han Shaochen a look behind him. Han Shaochen immediately grabbed Yeh Fanyu's shoulder. He took ___ out. "Didn't you tell me to bring gifts for everyone? Let's go, let's see what you have brought me. "

"It's definitely something you've never seen before, everyone at home has it!"

The two of them went downstairs happily. Yeh Chuxuan stood quietly in the room for a while, closed the door, and followed them downstairs.

In the living room, Yeh Fanyu opened the luggage cases one by one. Except for a few clothes, almost all of them were from the Middle Ages of Europe.

Han Shaochen looked at them and asked in confusion, "Fanyu, there's nothing in Yeh family. You can bring these things back in two to three years."

Yeh Fanyu said with disdain, "Brother Shaochen, when did you learn from me, Third Brother, that you are so secular? I bought these from different places. Every one of them has a story. Look at this..."

Yeh Fanyu took out a white jade nautilus cup and said proudly, "This is something from the revival of literature. The Queen of England lives in the Platinum Palace and there is one..."

Yeh Chuxuan crossed his legs and sat on the sofa happily. He smiled and watched Yeh Fanyu show off. He occasionally said, "No wonder you ran out of money so soon. It turns out that you used money to buy these things."

"Third Brother, this is feelings. You don't understand." Yeh Fanyu looked up and said with a smile.

Yeh Chuxuan picked up an oil painting and threw it at him. Yeh Fanyu caught it and said sadly, "Third Brother, slow down. This is a priceless treasure."

Everyone in Yeh family's villa was happy because of Yeh Fanyu's arrival. Even Housekeeper Lin, who was usually serious, walked over with a smile and asked Yeh Chuxuan, "Young Master, is Fourth Young Master still living next door to you?"

Yeh Chuxuan was about to say "yes," but Yeh Fanyu interrupted him and said, "Housekeeper Lin, you don't have to worry about me. I will go back to my old house to live."

"Why do you want to go back to your old house?" Yeh Chuxuan was stunned because this was Yeh Fanyu's house every time he came back. "Is Third Brother's house not good?"

Yeh Fanyu shook his head and said, "Third Brother, of course you are good. But this place is too quiet, and it is far from the city center. It is not like an old house, and it has everything it wants on the other side of the road."

Yeh Chuxuan thought for a while. He was still young and liked lively places. "I will send you back later. Speaking of which, I haven't been back for a while."

"Okay!" Yeh Fanyu showed a bright smile and glanced at Han Shaochen, who was playing with an old pistol. He suddenly asked, "Brother Shaochen, why did the beauty upstairs come to live at home? Shouldn't she go to the hospital when she's sick?"

Han Shaochen's hands stopped moving, and then he said as if nothing had happened, "It's inconvenient for people to come and go in the hospital. What's wrong? The Yeh family is so big, and you don't allow a friend of mine to stay here? "

"Of course not." Yeh Fanyu quickly clarified, "I just find it strange. Brother Shaochen, what illness is she suffering from? Why is she sleeping all the time? Could she be in a vegetative state?"

"You are the one in a vegetative state!" Han Shaochen scolded with a smile, "It's just that she's not in a good mental state these few days. Sleeping is good."

"Oh..." Yeh Fanyu lowered his head and tidied his things. There were waves in his eyes that others could not see.

...

In the evening, Yeh Chuxuan drove Yeh Fanyu back to the old house. He was inevitably scolded by the old man. When he heard Yeh Fanyu say that he would stay at home, he smiled and said, "That's more like it."

Because the youngest precious grandson had returned, Old Master Yeh announced that he would hold a family banquet tonight. All family members had to attend.

Yeh family had four sons, the eldest son, Yeh Fengjue; the second son, Ye Shaozhe, had died early in the year; the third son, Yeh Chuxuan; and the fourth son, Yeh Fanyu.

Old Master Yeh's words were the imperial edict, so the family that had not reunited for a long time finally sat together peacefully. Of course, this was only the friendliness that Old Master Yeh saw.

Because of the conflict with his father last time, Yeh Chuxuan's father pulled a dark face when he saw him. Yeh Chuxuan showed goodwill and poured two glasses of wine for him before his face turned slightly better.

Yeh Fanyu was the source of joy at the dining table. Later, a joke made the old man laugh and diluted the cold atmosphere brought by Yeh Fengjue and Yeh Chuxuan.

At first, Old Master Yeh was smiling and talking to his son and grandson, but gradually, he became unhappy.

Yeh Fanyu noticed it and went up to pat his grandfather's shoulder. He asked with a smile, "Grandpa, why are you suddenly unhappy?"

Old Master Yeh patted his grandson's hand and said with a smile, "Look at our family. All of us are big men. Your father misses your mother and refuses to marry me. I understand. But you brothers are all so old, yet you still don't want to marry. Do you think I can be happy?"

A trace of embarrassment flashed across Yeh Fanyu's face, and he changed the topic to Yeh Fengjue. "Big brother, you are the oldest among us. I will leave this task to you. You said you won't marry, how can Third Brother and I be embarrassed? "

Yeh Fengjue still had some tolerance for this brother who stood aloof from worldly affairs. He did not know whether to laugh or cry as he glared at him. "You just came back and you're looking for a beating, right? You have been in Europe for so long, but you did not bring back a foreign wife. "

Yeh Fanyu laid on Old Master Yeh's shoulder and ridiculed, "I do not like foreign women. We, the people of China, are looking for the people of China. Don't you think so, grandpa?"

The old man laughed and nodded. "Yes, Fourth Brother is right! All of you, hurry up and get married. Hurry up and get a child so that I can close my eyes. When I see that the Yeh family has a successor, I want to take advantage of the fact that my bones are tough. Teach my great-grandson well. "