Spoiled after marriage

The flowers in Sheng Garden are in full bloom again, and two elderly people in their octogenarians are basking in the sun on rocking chairs in the garden.

Although he has white hair, his facial features still show the stunning appearance of his youth.

"Great grandma, great grandpa."

"Grandma, great-grandfather."

Three handsome and beautiful children ran over and threw themselves on the old man.

"Slow down, don't crush Grandma."

"It's okay, don't be mean to them."

Sheng Yan frowned as he looked at the child running towards him, his big hand holding the hand of the person in his arms.

Xia Kui scolded him and said gently, "Let's ignore Grandpa and show it to Grandma."

She reached out and touched the children's faces, and looked carefully to see the shadows of their youth.

The boy is 15 years old, the grandson of Sheng Sinian, 187 cm tall, and the good looks of the Sheng family have been passed down from generation to generation.

The little great-grandson was handsome and dignified, looking very much like his grandfather: "Grandma, Grandpa, let me help you walk."

The little girl is 12 years old. She is Shengxia’s granddaughter and has a ten-year-old brother.

The brother and sister also pestered Xia Kui, wanting to accompany her for a walk, "Grandma, let me help you."

"Okay, where are your parents?" Xia Kui was looking for her grandson, granddaughter-in-law, grandson-in-law, and grandson-in-law.

"They'll be here later."

Sheng Yan pulled her small blanket to cover her, and gently stroked her hair at the temples, the tenderness in his eyes still as strong as before.

He waved his hand, telling the children to stop making noise and go play by themselves.

The three children surrounded the two people, talking and laughing, trying to make their great-grandmother happy.

Xia Kui patted his hand and gave him a warning look.

Although she is old, she is still gentle and noble. Her slender body is wrapped in a black cheongsam, and she is still a little princess in the eyes of men.

As he was speaking, a man who looked very similar to Sheng Yan walked over. He was over sixty years old.

"Dad, Mommy." It was Sheng Sinian, now more reserved and steady.

"All of you go study and stop disturbing your great-grandparents." The man drove the children away as soon as he arrived, his tone stern.

"Grandma, bye."

"Grandma, let's go."

"Grandma, give me a heart."

"Okay, slow down." Xia Kui waved to her little grandson.

Looking at his son squatting in front of him, he said, "Just like your father, with an icy face."

Sheng Sinian didn't refute, but smiled softly, "Nianbao, come over later, Mommy, I'll walk with you."

Xia Kui turned her head away, saying, "Just focus on your own things and leave me alone."

He didn't leave, but sat next to his mother and massaged her legs, as if he had forgotten his father.

"Okay, go ahead." Xia Kui started to drive her son away and glanced at the man with an unhappy expression.

I couldn't help but turn my head to look at him and teased him, "You're so old, and you're still jealous of your son."

Sheng Yan approached her: "Do you think I'm old?"

Sheng Sinian, "You are not old, you look younger than me."

Xia Kui was amused by the father and son. She held him in one hand and her son in the other.

When I looked up, I saw my daughter walking towards me. She was wearing a black coat in the summer, with her hair tied low, and she looked elegant and graceful.

Sheng Yan narrowed his eyes, as if he saw his wife when she was young, and his eyes became gentler.

"Dad, Mommy." Sheng Xia couldn't help but act like a spoiled child when she saw her parents. She glanced at Sheng Sinian and said, "Mommy, do you miss me?"

"I miss you," Xia Kui said softly, holding the hands of the father and his two sons. "You never come to see me."

Shengxia: "Then I'll stay here tonight and sleep with you."

Sheng Sinian: "Do you still think you are eight years old?"

"What do you mean!"

"Means nothing."

Shengxia quickly grabbed his hair again and refused to let go.

Sheng Sinian frowned: "..."

"Mommy, look at her." The brother asked his mother for help.

"Who do you think Mommy is helping?" Meibao was fearless.

"You're so old, and you're still fighting." Xia Kui looked at the brother and sister with a smile, then tilted her head and asked the man, "Look."

No matter how old you are, even if you have grandchildren, you are still a child in front of your parents.

Sheng Yan ignored the brother and sister and touched her face, "Get up and walk around?"

"I want to move."

"I'll hold you."

"Hey, I'm afraid you'll fall—"

Sheng Yan quickly covered her mouth with his hand, "Don't talk nonsense, I can hold you anytime."

"Mommy, let me carry you." Sheng Sinian stood up. He was 188cm tall, but still had a straight figure, broad shoulders, narrow waist and long legs, giving him a full sense of security.

Xia Kui scolded Sheng Yan for being so stubborn at such an old age, saying, "I can still walk by myself," and she was just being lazy.

The family had a reunion dinner in the evening, and Sheng Yan and Xia Kui sat at the main seats.

Son Sheng Sinian, daughter-in-law Luan Shiyu, grandson Sheng Xu, grandson-in-law Gu Meng, great-grandson Sheng Jingzhou;

Daughter Shengxia, son-in-law Lu Chuxiao, grandson Lu Fenghe, granddaughter-in-law Han Zhiyi, great-grandson Lu Wenhua, and great-granddaughter Lu Ruojin.

Looking at her children and grandchildren, Xia Kui smiled and thought of her youth.

It was the same scene back then, Sheng Rong, Sheng Yu, and Li Shuhua were all still there.

My parents, besties, and friends are all here. It feels like a lifetime ago, another cycle.

The great-grandson looked exactly like the man sitting next to him, even his expression was similar.

The boy noticed his great-grandmother's gaze, stood up, walked over, bent down and half-knelt, and said, "Grandma, I'll peel some shrimp for you."

Xia Kui touched his face and said, "Be good, go eat."

Sheng Yan placed the selected meat in front of her and picked up a piece to feed her, "Your favorite."

...Xia Kui was speechless, "What are you doing? The children are at home."

It was the young grandson who spoke quickly, "Grandma, please eat quickly," and was about to give her his meat.

Sheng Yan ignored his children and grandchildren and said, "Eat."

Sheng Xu stood up and went over, "Grandma, I'll feed you."

Sheng Yan waved his hand and told him to eat his own food, as he had to feed his wife himself.

The granddaughter-in-law also spoke up, "Grandpa and grandma are so loving."

Gu Meng, Gu Xun's daughter, married Sheng Sinian's son, and the Sheng and Gu families became relatives.

The family is happy and harmonious.

After dinner, Sheng Yan took her hand and went back to the room without letting her children and grandchildren disturb her.

In front of the French window, he held her in his arms and coaxed her like he did when they were young.

Xia Kui reached out and touched his face, "Why do you have wrinkles, Mr. Sheng?"

Sheng Yan held her hand and rubbed his face with it, his eyes full of love, "Are you disgusted with me again?"

"Hey, still handsome."

"really?"

"Of course it's true, brother is the most handsome." Xia Kui said that he is old, but he is still the same as before, always looking aggrieved.

"The moon is still the most beautiful."

"My hair is all white, how can I be beautiful?"

Sheng Yan rested his hand against her forehead and kissed her on the lips, "My little one is always the most beautiful."

"Coaxing me again," Xia Kui touched his face, "Remember the first time we met, the old man was very arrogant."

He hugged her and told her about the unfinished love in his youth.

"Mr. Sheng, I've been talking about this all my life."

"I want to tell you about it for the rest of my life."

"Okay." Xia Kui snuggled in his arms, "Ayan, I'm sleepy."

Sheng Yan's eyes flushed red as he gazed at her affectionately: "Yue'er, don't leave me."

She reached out and stroked his face. "Why are you still acting like a spoiled child at ninety? Aren't you ashamed?"

"Ayan," Xia Kui murmured softly, feeling light, "Ayan, I dreamed of Qiao Qiao."

Sheng Yan was panicking and hugged her tightly, "Yue'er, Yue'er, please don't leave me..."

She curled her lips, wanting to see his face clearly and imprint it deeply in her mind, "Ayan, don't be afraid..."

He held her slipping hand and cried helplessly against her face.

That night, Xia Kui passed away in the arms of her beloved at the age of eighty-eight.

Ninety-year-old Sheng Yan was trembling and crying like a child while hugging his wife.

"Mommy..."

"Mommy..."

Shengxia grabbed her mother's hand and burst into tears, while Sheng Sinian knelt down and sobbed in her mother's arms.

The children and grandchildren who came rushing over knelt on the ground with tears streaming down their faces.

Sheng Yan closed his eyes in pain, then opened them again, holding her face, "Everyone go out, your mommy is sleepy, don't disturb her..."

The stubborn old man drove away his children and grandchildren and took care of her alone.

Sheng Sinian was worried and stood guard at the door, "Dad..."

Shengxia couldn't stand and grabbed his arm. She was held in her brother's arms and cried like a tearful person, "Mommy."

Sheng Yan carried her to the bed, lay down on her side and hugged her tightly, "Little friend, I did what I promised you..."

He caressed his wife's face with his palm, kissed her forehead and whispered with closed eyes.

"Didn't the baby say he wouldn't leave me... Yue'er, I'm scared to be alone. I miss you so much. Wait for me..."

Lokhvitskaya said: I love you as the noisy wind loves the reed;

I love you with all my will and with all my heart.

But she is clearly in this world and in my heart.

On the big bed, there were two people hugging each other, and beside the bed were the twins, a boy and a girl, kneeling, the brother and sister crying inconsolably.

Ten minutes after his wife Xia Kui passed away, Sheng Yan went to look for his lover.

No one knew that in the early morning of the night Xia Kui passed away, a lonely old man in the Xiao family villa also died.

When the servant found him in the morning, he was already cold.

That autumn, Sheng Yan and Xia Kui were buried together in the Sheng family cemetery, and the couple will be together for eternity.

Spring grows on the wings of butterflies, and as they dance, dreams begin to spread.

The pale yellow sunlight poured in through the window, illuminating a path of light.

In the haze, a voice sounded.

"Ayan~"

"I'm here, always here."

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