Green Luan Banquet

Although Shen Qingyan's temperament was eccentric and lively, he was not reckless. Shen Shuyan knew this son quite well, so Shen Shuyan didn't ask too many questions, and went to sleep after eating and drinking medicine at night.

That night, Shen Qingyan sneaked home secretly. He didn't go through the main entrance, lest his servants go to complain to Shen Shuyan again, so he sneaked in from the corner of the backyard - he often strolled in the garden on weekdays. Stone stools and other objects are hidden in some unknown corners, which will come in handy at this time.

At this time, Haishi was over, Shen Shuyan had probably rested, Shen Qingyan sneaked from the garden to the back of the corridor, and then quietly returned to her room.He moved lightly to the door, then opened a crack in the door, and got in. The whole process was quiet and familiar, and he had done it countless times.

After finally entering the room and closing the door, Shen Qingyan heaved a sigh of relief, poured a cup of cold tea from the table, and drank it in one gulp.Then lit the candlestick on the table.

However, as soon as the candle was lit, he saw a person sitting on top coldly, Shen Qingyan was startled, "Who?!"

Yan Xiu's arms were still wrapped with gauze and hung around his neck, his expression was still cold and expressionless.

"Hey. It's you." Shen Qingyan relaxed and took another sip of cold tea.

Yan Xiu raised his eyes and saw that Shen Qingyan was a bit embarrassed, his eyes were still a little blue, Yan Xiu stood up and walked over, "What's going on?"

"That kid from the Chen family beat him, but I also slapped his face swollen, so it didn't hurt." Shen Qingyan waved his hands, not paying much attention to it.

"Father is a little worried about you, so he asked me to come and have a look." Yan Xiu sat down beside him, and took out a jar of ointment from his arms.He was injured on his arm before, and even his shoulder was bruised. He needed to apply medicine every day, so he carried it on his body, but his hands were not convenient, so he could only hold Shen Qingyan's hand and pour the ointment on his hand, "Yourself Wipe it off."

In this way, the adoptive father will not know what mood he will feel when he sees it tomorrow.

Shen Qingyan nodded, closed one eye, and gently applied the ointment around the eyes, his appearance was a bit funny, Yan Xiu looked down at him for a while, then put the medicine bottle on the table, "Take this and use it ’” he said, standing up.

"how about you?"

"I still have it there, why are you fighting today?" Yan Xiu picked up a box from another chair, put it on the table, and opened it.

"I." Shen Qingyan bit her lower lip, but said nothing.

Yan Xiu looked up at him.

Shen Qingyan turned her head, not looking at his face.

"That's all." He stood up, "You can talk to your stepfather tomorrow."

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"What is this?" Seeing that Yan Xiu was about to pack his things, Shen Qingyan hurriedly held his hand that closed the food box and looked over, and then his eyes lit up, "Roasted chicken? I want to eat it! Hey, why are there taro cakes? Master I don’t like to eat this.” He complained and stretched out his hand to pull the drumstick of the roasted chicken, but Yan Xiu held down his wrist.

Yan Xiu's eyes were very dark, and his expression was still indifferent. There was only a candle lit just now in the room, and the candle light radiated a layer of dim yellow light against his face, weakening the edges and corners of his facial features, showing a Seeing a vague gentleness, Shen Qingyan blinked.

"That brat... said your arm won't heal, and you're going to become disabled. I can't get angry." As soon as this matter was mentioned, Shen Qingyan gritted his teeth, regretting that he didn't punch that kid more.

"." Yan Xiu didn't speak, and sat down again with his hands back, "Eat."

Shen Qingyan tore off the roast chicken and took a big bite, then asked, "How do you know I didn't eat?"

".Father asked me to bring it."

"You're talking nonsense, I don't like taro, my father knows that." Shen Qingyan finished eating one chicken leg in two or three bites, and went to pull the other.Suddenly he came to his senses, so Shen Qingyan turned his head with a smile, and passed the chicken leg in his hand, "Here's this one for you, young master eats chicken wings."

Yan Xiu glanced at him, pushed the chicken leg back, "No, you can eat it."

Shen Qingyan was not polite to him, and ate the other chicken leg with a smile.

Seeing that he had almost eaten, Yan Xiu stood up to pack his things.

"Hello." Shen Qingyan crossed one leg, raised her head with her palm on her leg and asked him, "I bully you so much, why do you still help me?"

"Aren't you still fighting with others because of me?" Yan Xiu glanced at him, "Besides, godfather said that I am your elder brother, so of course I want to protect you." The young man stood beside him, His thin body was wrapped in a black robe, the wound on his forehead hadn't healed, and gauze was wrapped around his arm, his tone was very light, his usual tone without ups and downs.But Shen Qingyan remembered Yan Xiu's pale face from the pain in order to save him that day.

Shen Qingyan opened her mouth and murmured.

Since then, the relationship between the two seems to have improved a lot. Shen Qingyan no longer targeted Yan Xiu, and occasionally saw the two come back together after school.However, Yan Xiu's temperament was cold, and he still didn't talk too much.

On this day, the gauze was finally removed from Yan Xiu's arm. Although he couldn't use too much strength, it was almost healed.Shen Qingyan felt relieved and clamored for a good meal to celebrate.

The housekeeper of Shen's residence has been taking care of Shen Shuyan since he was born. He is over fifty now, and he also dotes on Shen Qingyan very much. After hearing his words, he immediately asked someone to cook many of Shen Qingyan's favorite dishes, and even specially ordered a pot of soup to be served.

"This is for you." Young Master Shen did it himself, and put a bowl of soup in front of Yan Xiu.

"Thank you." Yan Xiu nodded. Although the other person was still cold, the corners of his mouth were not as cold as usual. Father Shen also saw it, smiled and praised, and then coughed softly Twice.

"Daddy?"

"Father."

"Ahem, it's okay." Shen Shuyan smiled and waved his hands, "I'm happy for my father. You two brothers can support each other, and I can feel at ease as a father." He said, looked at the soup in front of Yan Xiu, and said with a smile , "If this pig's trotter can be reshaped, Xiu'er will definitely get better soon."

"Yes yes, brother Xiu, eat quickly." Shen Qingyan rarely called him brother, but judging from his expression, it was obvious that he was suppressing a smile.

"Since it's not bad, let's have a bowl of Qingyan too." He skillfully filled a bowl for Shen Qingyan, then turned his head to look at Shen Shuyan, "Of course the foster father's must be." His tone was still calm, but the corners of his mouth were faint There are some faint smiles, and a rare happy look.

"Stinky boy, you need someone to accompany you to drink soup." Shen Shuyan joked with a smile, the father and son each had a bowl, and the pot of pig's knuckle soup was reduced by half in a short while.

After eating this meal to the fullest, Shen Shuyan seemed to be so happy for a long time, his complexion improved a bit, and he held Yan Xiu's hand and said a lot.