The group pets the little fisherman, she has a lot of happy events

Chapter 70 Nine years have passed in a flash, and the little master is already 15 years old
There are two tables in the living room, Wu Juan divides the dishes into two portions, one table for the Ye family, and one table for the guests.

Lin Jingcheng and Ye Junlan were easy-going, and they asked the guards to sit down and eat together.

There are men around, and drinking is indispensable.

Ye Jian contributed white wine for pickling salted eggs, and filled a glass for each of the men at the neighboring table.

Except for Lin Jingcheng and Ye Junlan.

One of them had just recovered from a serious injury, and the other hadn't recovered from poisoning. They couldn't drink alcohol, and they smiled wryly at each other smelling the tangy aroma of wine.

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Fast forward nine years, and the little master is already 15 years old.

Her appearance has not changed at all since she was a child, and she still has such a gentle and elegant temperament.

Pity his leg, it hasn't healed for nine years.

He must have suffered a lot, right?
A young man as gentle as jade, with a smile and an indifferent appearance, how painful his heart must be.

Wu Juan lowered her eyebrows and ate, pretending not to care, but from the corner of her eyes, she saw Ye Junlan's every move.

She is the master's personal bodyguard, and she has been guarding him by her side since the young master was born.

Watch him grow up day by day.

The hateful thing is that someone secretly poisoned her when she was out on a mission.

The little master was young, and the toxin occurred quickly, so he failed to detoxify in time, and the toxin accumulated in his legs, causing his legs to be disabled.

If it wasn't for the little master's leg being crippled, the master wouldn't have made such a decision.
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"Daughter-in-law, eat a chicken leg."

Sensitively aware of his daughter-in-law's depression, Ye Jian picked up a piece of chicken leg and put it in her bowl: "Today's stew is just right, it's tasty and chewy, your skills are almost catching up with the restaurant's chef. "

"Ah."

Holding the bowl, Wu Juan only slightly twitched the corners of her mouth as a response, but her mood was still extremely chaotic and it was difficult to calm down.

"Hi."

Ye Jian glanced sensitively at Ye Junlan, sighed faintly, and stopped persuading him.

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A dinner, the host and guest enjoy themselves.

Except for Wu Juan who was upset and forced to smile, the whole family ate very happily.

After dinner, Lin Jingcheng accompanied Ye Junlan to the room prepared for him in advance.

Ye Junlan turned the wheelchair by herself, and turned around the room, her gaze paused for a while on the kang hole under the heated kang, showing a bit of curiosity.

"It's cold in winter, and the villagers burn kangs to keep out the cold."

Lin Jingcheng took off his shoes, sat cross-legged on the kang, and explained the country life to him as if he had been there.

"It seems that you are getting used to living here."

Ye Junlan glanced at his sitting posture and smiled jokingly.

"Actually, I'm not that used to it."

Lin Jingcheng made a bitter face, and began to show misery again: "I've been lying on the bed for more than half a month, and it's difficult to turn over. Don't mention how miserable it is."

"Jing Cheng, don't take risks for me next time."

Ye Junlan's eyes dimmed, revealing a bit of fatigue: "My leg has been useless for nine years. Even if God opens his eyes, there is a miracle doctor who can cure it, so I don't rush it for a while."

"Hey, I was wrong."

Lin Jingcheng patted his forehead angrily: "I shouldn't bring this up, it's poked your heart out again."

"Dong dong."

There was a light knock on the door outside the house.

"Come in."

Ye Junlan instantly put away her decadent emotions and cheered up her spirits.

"Brother Lan."

Ye Xiuyan smiled and held the firewood and pushed the door into the house: "It's cold in the autumn night, my mother said, let me come over and light the kang for you."

"Burn it now?"

Lin Jingcheng jumped off the kang and reached out to take the firewood.

Ye Xiuyan smiled and nodded: "Mother said Brother Lan's legs are not good and he can't be cold."

Ye Yunhan's eyes dimmed for a moment, and then he smiled with relief: "Thank your mother for me, for letting her worry."

　Thank you little fairy Xiao Xiaoyue for your reward.

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