Urban Cultivation: The master who has overcome the tribulation is reborn

Quiet home.

This is Yan Chuan's residence.

Yan Weiguo's first name was Shouxinju. After learning that his youngest son's stubborn illness prevented him from being overjoyed or overly excited, he changed the name from Shouxinju to Jing.

In the yard is a very old ginkgo tree.

Lakeside Villa is an old residence, and the people of Yanqi have not passed away in recent times. It can be traced back to the period when Chen Jinnan founded the Tiandihui.

According to the latter, it is at least more than 400 years old. It is a veritable longevity tree.

The Lakeside Villa has been repaired, remodeled and expanded several times, but this ginkgo tree has never been cut down.

The courtyard with this old ginkgo tree was previously the residence of the head of the Yan family.

Yan Weiguo was worried about Yan Chuan's illness and hoped that being with the ginkgo tree in the hospital would help him gain some luck and prevent him from dying young.

It’s not clear whether ginkgo is useful, but the name Jingxin has been changed quite well. At least Yan Chuan has been in this hospital since he was eight years old, and his outbursts have become less and less frequent.

Yan Chuan is now lying peacefully on the bed, and the room is burning with soothing incense worth thousands of gold.

The screen separated the scene inside. Yan Weiguo and Huo Ying sat in the outer hall drinking tea. From time to time, they would observe the movements in the bedroom through the shadowy screen.

"Is Pi Yanzi worried?"

There was no worry on Huo Ying's face, he bumped his old friend with his shoulder, winked and smiled.

The iron blood on Yan Weiguo's face faded and became a little softer, "I remember that when Chuan'er was seven years old, he always liked to climb on the rafters."

"When asked why he always climbs on the rafters, he always replies that he wants to be a gentleman on the rafters, but he doesn't know that this gentleman is different from the gentleman in his heart."

Huo Ying didn't answer, just stared: "You've told this story hundreds of times. Besides, why don't I know what Yan Laoer said and did?"

"When I was 19, did I become a supermodel or a leading actress in a certain theater? I almost died on the spot from excitement."

Yan Weiguo fell silent, not because he was angry at these words, but because he felt that God was too harsh.

Is it true that a thousand gold can restore luck, but ten thousand gold can restore life?

Huo Ying shook the teapot and poured him a cup of tea. His strong right hand, which was practicing Mizong Quan and could hold heavy objects without moving, was trembling slightly for some unknown reason when he poured the tea.

"The second child is not a child anymore, so he should have been mentally prepared."

"Even if Jiang Ran... Grandmaster Jiang really can't cure his illness, he won't be too disappointed." His voice was steady, and his trembling right hand returned to normal after pouring the tea.

Yan Weiguo raised his eyes and looked at him. The wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were obviously very deep, and his words were filled with deep concern: "He hasn't even married yet, so why can't he be considered a child?"

Huo Ying was speechless for a while, but after a while he couldn't help but sigh quietly, and quickly pretended that nothing was wrong and teased: "It's a pity that you didn't reach the peak of Anjin, otherwise you would have lived at least 20 more years."

"Maybe we can also meet the son of Yan Chuan's son."

Yan Weiguo, who didn't frown even when his face was splashed with blood, was also dumbfounded by Huo Ying's overt and insidious sarcasm.

He quickly realized the reason for the other party's inattentiveness, and drank the newly poured tea in one gulp. The tenderness in his eyes gradually disappeared, and he regained his solemnity.

"Okay, okay, don't try to comfort me here."

"No matter whether Jiang Ran can do what he said before, if a Huajin master wants to cure it, he can cure Chuan'er's stubborn disease by cultivating it for ten years."

Yan Weiguo's eyes sparkled, "When I mentioned my love in the Golden Osmanthus Garden in the morning, he looked like he didn't want to hear more about it."

"That's because he has never met Qing'er, otherwise he would never be able to be so indifferent." His tone was extremely determined, as if he was convincing himself.

"I don't believe Qing'er can't tie up a young master."

When Huo Ying saw this, he didn't pour cold water on it.

If Jiang Ran was addicted to beauty, he would not step into Huajin at this age.

What's more, when facing eight women with different styles and ages in Yunshuiting, they can stick to their hearts. Even that girl Yuqing... I feel that it is really feasible to step on the horse!

Huo Ying thought of Yan Yuqing who was not her granddaughter, but better than her granddaughter, and suddenly felt that she could not judge this matter with the mentality of an elder.

Diao Chan can charm Lu Bu, Su Daji can bring disaster to the country and the people, and Praise Si can make King You of Zhou bewilder and play tricks on the princes, all of which prove one thing.

Beauty traps have been used since ancient times. The only difference lies in whether the beauty is substantial enough.

That girl Yu Qing's name can cause trouble in Yanshui. After a few years, there are still people waiting for the trace of the fairy concubine in Yanshui. This kind of peerless grace is enough to make the master frown.

"This girl, Xiaozhu, asked her to send someone to pick up Jiang Ran. I don't know what kind of plane they are planning."

Although Huo Ying agreed with Yan Weiguo's idea in his heart, he could not agree openly.

Just kidding, he, Huo Ying, is such a decent person, how could he collude with Pi Yanzi and engage in such crooked ways.

After hearing this, Yan Weiguo also raised his eyes and looked out the door. Before he could frown, the green bamboo on the Su embroidered cheongsam came into view.

Xiaozhu, who is tall, has a face like a peach blossom, and has smooth and delicate skin, bowed his head and bowed as soon as he walked to the door.

"Mr. Yan, Mr. Jiang has arrived outside the hospital. He has just crossed the covered bridge and will be there soon."

She didn't finish her words and was a little hesitant.

Huo Ying was impatient. Before Yan Weiguo could speak, he said impatiently: "You have been following Lao Yan for several years. Don't you know that he dislikes people who are hesitant? Just fart!"

Xiaozhu's fair face suddenly turned even whiter, and he responded hurriedly: "Mr. Jiang came with the second lady, and they walked side by side."

"Who?" The wrinkles at the corners of Yan Weiguo's eyes squeezed together again, and he thought it might be an auditory hallucination.

"Second Miss!" Xiaozhu's voice became louder and clearer.

Yan Weiguo heard it clearly both times, and after confirming it again, he couldn't believe it.

In the morning, he saw that Jiang Ran was holding Qing'er's umbrella. He originally wanted to tell her, but then gave up the idea.

Yu Qing is not easily emotional by nature. Apart from family ties, she doesn’t even have close friends in the true sense. It is difficult for others to cause her mood swings.

He had other thoughts, wondering if Yu Qing would be angry when he learned that Jiang Ran had taken away his umbrella.

Once there is a mood swing, there is the possibility of continued contact.

Yan Weiguo thought of many scenarios, but he never expected that Yan Yuqing would come to Jingxin Residence with Jiang Ran.

Even if the time was staggered, he wouldn't be so surprised.

After all, she is the granddaughter who has been with me for more than 20 years. Even if she is not related by blood, she can no longer let go.

Yan Weiguo not only knew everything, but also had a deep understanding of her character.

It is not impossible to ignore, alienate, or communicate for the sake of Yan Chuan's face, or even get angry because of the umbrella.

The only thing that was impossible was walking side by side with a man whom I had met for the first time.

Because that was Yan Yu's love for 26 years, which she did not pretend to be true to any peers or outsiders.

He walks alone.

Yan Yuqing.