Chapter 12: Yan Daichuan Appeared

Yan Daichuan was a little surprised when he received a call from his parents asking him to go to Shao's for breakfast the next day.

Although they also talk on the phone when working outside, most of them choose a relatively fixed time. Yan Daichuan's way of getting along with his parents is more like that of his superiors than his relatives. The communication and exchanges between the two parties, including phone calls, are tacitly guaranteed to give each other enough space and respect.

Rarely, his parents told him something in a tone that could not be rejected.

After hanging up, Yan Daichuan leaned on the back of the car without saying a word, his expression did not change, but he fell into thought for a moment.

In fact, he knew about this relative of the Shao family a long time ago. When he was a child, Li Yuke used to tell him that he also had a gentle and amiable aunt and a lovely and beautiful younger brother. When he was a child, Yan Daichuan really looked forward to this "beautiful and cute" brother. No one in the Yan family played with him, so he fantasized that one day he could live with this legendary "brother" and love each other.

He was born to mature faster than children of the same age. Later, when he grew up a little bit, such insignificant relatives were slowly left behind by him. When he first met Shao Yan, he was also in his teens. Yan Daichuan was actually quite disappointed with that real character who was completely different from the perfect brother he had imagined in his childhood memories. It's just that this obsession that comes from childhood comes and goes fast, and what kind of person Shao Yan is has nothing to do with him at all.

He knew what his mother wanted to say when she let herself go to Shao's house, and the old generation's kindness should also be reported. Unfortunately, this time, I'm afraid it's not as simple as he thought at the beginning.

Yan Daichuan didn't have any psychological pressure. He wasn't someone who seemed so meticulous in appearance. After a brief sleep on the plane, it was almost five o'clock in the city A. Yan Daichuan hesitated and gave the driver the address of Shao's Dafang.

City A in the morning is not noisy, especially in the scenic area where Shao Yan's family lives. The rising sun dyed half of the morning glow, and the river was shimmering along the way and the trees lined up. There was no more car at the end of the road. When Yan Daichuan got out of the car, he couldn't help taking a deep breath. Relaxed and happy.

Not far away, the small villa of the Shao's family is hidden among the dense foliage. The road along the river is full of towering old trees, the greenery is excellent, and there are crisp birds crying everywhere.

He glanced at his watch and realized that it was only 5:30, so he expanded his chest and turned to the direction of the river embankment-let's bother later.

The bodyguards came out of the car and gathered next to him. A group of people discussed some details of the work in a low voice. Yan Daichuan was half-talking and suddenly froze.

He turned his head slowly, with a little confusion, and saw a young man who was half his head standing behind him blankly looking at him, staring at him for three seconds, and this talent suddenly revealed An inexplicable smile: "Yan Daichuan?"

"..." Yan Daichuan's pupils shrank slightly, and he raised his hand to stop the group of bodyguards around him who discovered Shao Yan's traces, but the other hand was already in his pocket and slowly pulled away The safety latch on the gun, "Who are you?"

Shao Yan glanced down at his hand, smiled bigger, and took a step back with a kind of teasing pleasure: "It's hard for us brothers to see one another. Don't be so nervous."

He said, crossing the group of people in Yan Daichuan. Walk towards the gate of Shao's house. Hehe, what Xiaochuan and Dachuan are, it's just that, where is better than him as Shao's mother said.

Yan Daichuan stared at him, only then did he discover that the other party was wearing a navy blue sportswear and a sports towel painted with cartoon tomatoes hanging around his neck, as if he had come out for morning exercises in the morning.

"... Shao Yan?" Yan Daichuan cried out hesitantly when he saw the other party taking out the key to open the door.

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Shao Yan turned his head and glanced up and down at him. With a smile, Yan Daichuan was a little uncomfortable: "It's me, please come in."

After he finished speaking, he didn't say hello, and walked in. Yan Daichuan stood there and did not move immediately. After a while, his tense vigilance slowly faded. A group of bodyguards around him looked ugly, and the bodyguard captain was even more ashamed: "It was our loss... "

Yan Daichuan raised his hand and didn't let him continue. He has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, and his skills may not be inferior to these bodyguards. But even so, he didn't notice that Shao Yan was approaching.

He looked at the direction Shao Yan was leaving, and after the other party greeted him, he really just left on his own, without showing the slightest warmth and politeness of the host.

Yan Daichuan has never received such a cold reception, but now he has no time to go to the glass heart to judge his status in the hearts of the Shao family. He just remembered that when he met Shao Yan for the first time many years ago, the little fat man with his head bowed behind his father at the occasional banquet made him look forward to the "cute brother" for many years and was wiped out instantly.

Jing, after a few words, Yan Daichuan's remaining interest was also wiped out. In recent years, he occasionally heard news from the grandchildren of the Shao family, but the mediocre and short-squat Shao Yan was used as a foil. It has been so long, this is the second time Yan Daichuan has seen him, but the young man who scared him a while ago is completely different from the deep-rooted introverted fat man in his memory.

Shao Yan was in a good mood. After so long of kung fu, he finally reached the first level today. Although the lethality of his internal strength is only mediocre, the tempering of the body is far from comparable to other techniques. The old eunuch who gave Shao Yan this exercise once said that repairing swords is far worse than repairing oneself importance. The sword is just a tool, but the body is the most fragile existence that must be protected. Only by mastering the fundamentals can one pursue deeper martial arts without any worries.

Shao Yan hadn't had a chance to touch that floor, after all, he was only in his prime of life before his death. However, stepping into the first floor has brought him a lot of convenience. These days, he uses tree climbing and bird catching to practice light exercises. In the past, he caught two or three sparrows at most in an hour of morning exercise, but he succeeded in success this morning. A dozen or so, although the birds that he caught in the end were all released by him, the birds along the river were still scared enough, and they all changed their colors.

He hummed the new song of this era that he had learned these days, went back to the room to take a bath and changed his clothes by the way.

When he went downstairs, Aunt Liu and Aunt Wei were already up and were greeting Yan Daichuan who came in. Yan Daichuan left the group of bodyguards in black that he brought with him outside the house, while sitting on the sofa with a serious face and drinking tea.

His unsmiling appearance made Aunt Liu, who was used to joking with the Shao family, a little restrained, and her attitude was exceptionally polite . The movement of Shao Yan downstairs alarmed the man who bowed his head to drink tea, and Yan Daichuan sat dead with a face and set his eyes on Shao Yan.

He froze for a moment.

Just now, Shao Yan was wearing a chubby tracksuit and a sweat scarf all over his body with stinky sweat. Yan Daichuan was frightened by him again, so he didn't look at his appearance carefully.

Now the other party has changed into a snow-white home clothes. After washing his hair, he has not yet wiped it dry. It is wet on his face, and his complexion makes people look shiny. Yan Daichuan discovered that the other party's facial features are actually very beautiful.

He has peachy eyes, the tails of the eyes are slightly upturned, and the eyelashes are thick. This makes his eyes look very energetic. The nose is small and straight, and the tip of the nose is curved. There is a cute curved nose, the lips are also very clear, and the corners of the mouth are upturned like the corners of the eyes, even when he has no expression, it looks like he is smiling slightly.

Shao Yan is very white, not just his skin color, it seems that the coloration of his whole body is lighter than ordinary people. His hair and eyebrows are very soft and look slightly brown under strong light, but it is not obvious. His pupils are more amber, and his lips are white and pink, which is very affectionate.

He is a bit fat again, and there is nothing wrong with his body shape, but his cheeks are more fleshy than a boy of this age. He is long and tender, and has a small sharp chin. It looks a bit like the baby's fat has not completely faded. When he laughs, his mouth is curled upwards. This image is unexpectedly the same as Yan Daichuan used to think. The "cute brother" depicted in the scene overlaps.

As a result, his eyes softened a lot, and even when Shao Yan greeted him, he nodded at the other party earnestly.

Shao Yan went downstairs and rolled up his sleeves: "Didn't you eat breakfast?"

Yan Daichuan, who is not used to such family greetings, froze for a moment: "...Huh?"

Shao Yan glanced at him, smiled indifferently, and said nothing. , Went straight to the kitchen.

Yan Daichuan frowned, wondering if it was an illusion, he always had a kind of... Shao Yang didn't seem to like him very much.

Take out the minced pork and pork skin that was picked out the day before with the minced crab meat and pork skin and take it out of the refrigerator. Shao Yan is so strong that he will knead the dough in two or two times. He is afraid he is too busy. He came and called out again, let Aunt Liu go in and help him make a small cage.

Aunt Liu hurried away, Yan Daichuan sat in the same place with some confusion, until he was sure that Shao Yan was cooking breakfast before he asked Aunt Wei, "Why is he cooking the food at home?"

Aunt Wei was puzzled and followed him. After looking at the kitchen, she reacted and immediately smiled: "You said Yanyan? He didn't actually do it before, but after being discharged from the hospital, people are even more provocative than before. All meals have to be done by themselves. Okay. But his craftsmanship is much better than that of Sister Liu. Now his parents don't usually eat food cooked by others."

Yan Daichuan can't imagine the scene of a rich three-generation cooking for his parents every day, he still wants to ask. Aunt Wei, Shao Yan has been so diligent all the time when she heard the sound of unlocking the door from the building. After a while, Li Yuke and Shao Mu walked down intimately, arm in arm.

"Mom." Yan Daichuan got up to say hello meticulously, and then looked at Mother Shao, "Auntie Zhao."

Mother Shao said, "This child is so beautiful!" He rushed to touch his head and touch his face with a look of love. Yan Daichuan dodged in panic.

"Just call it aunt." Li Yuke looked at her son without saying help, but looked around, "Yan Yan? I heard his mother say that this child makes breakfast by himself every morning. What will he eat this morning? "

"..." Yan Daichuan managed to avoid the too enthusiastic care of Shao's mother, straightened her hair, looked upstairs at Father Shao and Yan Yi who also walked out of the room, and said in a deep voice, "Let's start talking about business. "

"Who cares about him?" After Yan Yi and Father Shao went downstairs, they swept across the sofa and took the warm water from Aunt Wei. They opened their mouths and asked, "What to eat in the morning?"

"..." Yan Daichuan pressed his lips, holding the tea cup in his hand. Clenched a little.

Aunt Liu poked her head out of the kitchen: "Eat fish porridge and small steamed buns with crab roe, and wait ten minutes!"

"Dad." Yan Daichuan tried to get the topic right, "Let's say it right..."

"Oh! , impatient thing." Yan Yi muddy carelessly waved his hand towards him, asked Wei aunt,"there is no duck soup leftovers last night? Or to get a bowl of pad under the belly? "

"duck soup finished last night ."

"Oh, how could this happen." Yan Yi looked innocent when the whole pot of soup was drunk yesterday, which has nothing to do with him. "What about pumpkin cake? Is there any pumpkin cake?"

Aunt Wei was a little embarrassed. : "I'm done eating that too."

"Is there no lamb chops?" Li Yuke over there also interjected when he heard this.

"..." The people around him seemed to have divided a small world of his own, Yan Daichuan was stern, somewhat dissatisfied in his heart. He simply sat back and continued drinking tea and stopped talking. Anyway, he shouldn't be the person most anxious about the Shao family's problems.

He only thought that his parents were playing tricks on him again, and he was thinking that waiting for a meeting would have to hang on the appetite of this group for a while as slowly as now. Then suddenly, a fresh scent that shocked him came from the direction of the kitchen.

He straightened his waist immediately, clenched the cup in his hand, and his eyes became sharper: "What's that smell?"

Aunt Liu in the kitchen brought out a deep-belly casserole, the lid of the casserole was hidden. , The scent that can grab people's minds in an instant originated from here.

The gurgling bubbling sound can still be heard in the casserole. Aunt Liu put the pot on the table and lifted the crooked lid. The aroma spread from the pot at an incredible speed. Successfully rescued Yan Daichuan from the lonely single sofa..

Seeing that his parents and Shao Yan's parents were already sitting on the dining table consciously, Yan Daichuan was a little burdened, so he slowly pretended to be careless, but the corner of his eyes kept hitting the unsightly casserole on the table.