The short-lived ghost of the Xie family has lived a long life

Chapter 885 protect the short
"Yan Sanhe, please eat well and don't think too much."

"it is good."

"Yan Sanhe, have another bowl of soup."

"Ah."

"Yan Sanhe, before going to bed tonight, I will ask Tangyuan to cook you some midnight snack."

"Row."

"Yan Sanhe, you are not allowed to go to the study after dinner. I will walk with you in the garden."

"to make!"

Lan Chuan glanced at Li Buyan: My master is really awesome.

Tangyuan glanced at Yan Sanhe: Miss is really obedient today.

Lu Da looked at Li Buyan and then at Yan Sanhe: How unruly!

"Yan Sanhe, Yan Sanhe!"

As soon as Tangyuan heard the shouting outside, he quickly stood up and gave up his seat, and brought a pair of clean dishes and chopsticks over.

Pei Xiao rushed over like a gust of wind, sat down, and said before taking a breath:

"Yan Sanhe, on the fifteenth day of the seventh month, nine monks and nine Taoist priests came to the other courtyard to chant sutras and perform rituals."

"why?"

Pei Xiao's voice was so hot that he reached out to ask Tangyuan for tea, and replied: "Thank you fifty for the explanation. I said I would help you settle your soul."

Yan Sanhe took out his handkerchief and wiped his mouth, "Okay, why does he want to help me fix my soul?"

"Xie Fifty fell headfirst today. It will be July [-]th in three days. He has a shallow soul, and you are no different."

Pei Xiao had just promised Xie Zhifei, but completely forgot about it.

Li Buyan thought about how Yan Sanhe fell down inexplicably today, and nodded hurriedly:
"Sanhe also fell headlong today, and she also needs to settle her soul. Little Mr. Pei, eighteen is too few, please get a few more."

Little Mr. Pei is in a dilemma.

"In the ghost month of July, there are many people doing things, and it's hard for me to do eighteen..."

"Eighteen is eighteen."

Li Buyan glanced at the dark circles under Pei Xiao's eyes, thinking about his busy schedule these days, raised his thumbs and praised:

"Little Master Pei, you are a real man and very loyal."

Ouch, she praised me!
Pei Xiao's face suddenly turned red, and he didn't know where to put his hands and feet.

Yan Sanhe helped him out, "Ming Ting, please accompany me to the garden to eat."

"well!"

Pei Xiao's face was so hot that he couldn't bear it, but he didn't want Li Buyan to see it, so he walked faster than Yan Sanhe.

Li Buyan originally wanted to follow him, but when he saw Mr. Pei's face, he decided to forget it.

This man is cruel, soft-hearted, and thin-skinned. Stop scaring him.

……

In the evening, the heat has subsided a lot.

Yan Sanhe took a few steps and said, "I'll see the third master tomorrow and give him a few words for me."

"Which two sentences?"

"The first sentence is to take care of yourself."

"The second sentence?"

"On July [-]th, after I have finished my business with Xie Mansion and finished Xie Mansion's birthday banquet, I invite him to come to the other courtyard. I have something to say."

Pei Xiao saw her serious look and joked: "Is there something big to announce?"

"We have something to discuss."

Yan Sanhe nodded: "You must come when the time comes."

Pei Xiao asked tentatively: "Is it about Xie Daozhi?"

Yan Sanhe: "You will know when that day comes."

Pei Xiao muttered softly: "Why do we have to wait for that day?"

Because the old lady has not been buried yet.

Because the matter was too important, she had to think about it carefully for a few more days.

"Mingting."

"what?"

Yan Sanhe turned to look at him and suddenly asked: "If you were asked to choose between me and Li Buyan, who would you choose?"

What do you mean?
Pei Xiao rolled his eyes at her and suddenly became more courageous, "Of course it goes without saying that it must be Li Buyan."

Yan Sanhe: "What's wrong with her?"

Pei's smiling face started to turn red again, and he mumbled out in a long voice: "Anyway, everything is fine."

"If you were asked to choose between Xie Shishi and Zhao Yishi..."

Yan Sanhe lowered his gaze: "Who do you choose?"

"It must be Xie Fifty." "Why? Zhao Yishi obviously has a closer relationship with you."

"Huairen is the prince now and will be the emperor in the future. No matter how good he and I are, we have to take into account our status as monarch and minister."

Pei Xiao raised his lips and shook his shoulders proudly: "It's different with fifty thanks. There are no scruples between us. We can say whatever we want and do whatever we want."

Yan Sanhe was silent for a moment, "Well, you can just choose Fifty Thanks."

Pei Xiao curled his lips: "We're already here, but we haven't gotten married yet!"

Yan Sanhe smiled lightly: "I am just a person who protects my shortcomings!"

……

On July [-]th, the old lady of Xie Mansion held a funeral.

Yan Sanhe is the old lady's natal family to the outside world, and follows the Xie family.

We are all guests from birth. After more than 3 days, dust returns to dust, dust returns to dust. Nothing can be taken away, and nothing can be left behind.

Yan Sanhe waited for a few shovels of loess to fall and was about to leave when he was blocked by someone.

"The Third Master said to ask Miss Yan to wait for him."

"You are……"

The man's expression changed slightly, and he took a deep breath, "I am Zhu Qing."

Zhu Qing?

Yan Sanhe turned around and met Xie Zhifei's tearful eyes. He couldn't help but feel soft. He nodded and replied: "Okay!"

Xie Zhifei then turned his head and went about what he was doing.

There are not many things, but there are many rules.

The dead cannot be seen, they are all made for the living to see.

On the way down the mountain, Xie Zhifei left the Xie family and walked side by side with Yan San. His wife Wu glanced at her several times, but he just pretended not to see her.

"How much of that incense is left?"

As soon as he opened his mouth, Xie Zhifei's voice became completely hoarse. Yan Sanhe raised his head and glanced at him, feeling an uncontrollable feeling of distress.

"I checked before I went out. There is still a little bit of fragrance left."

"How many people do you still remember in your mind?"

Yan Sanhe whispered: "If I said that I don't even remember glutinous rice balls, Zhu Qing, Ding Yi and Huang Qi, would you be worried?"

"Where's Yan Xing?"

"Who is Yan Xing?"

Xie Zhifei felt his heart being pinched hard.

"Don't be afraid."

As if by magic, Yan Sanhe took out a booklet from his arms, turned to the first page and found the word "Yan Xing".

"He is my grandfather who adopted me. He treats me very well. I came to Beijing to solve his inner demons, and then I met you."

Xie Zhifei opened his mouth, not knowing what to say. After a while he asked, "Can you write down so many things about you and me in this small book?"

"our……"

Yan Sanhe pointed to his head and smiled a little proudly, "Still here."

Still proud?
Xie Zhifei said in his heart that I was almost worried to death.

"I'll have some dinner with them tomorrow and then come over. If you're hungry, have some snacks first to fill your stomach, and then we'll start the dinner when I get here."

"Tomorrow Buyan will cook in person. She has already laid out the menu. I took a peek at it. She has shown all her housekeeping skills."

Xie Zhifei leaned slightly towards Yan Sanhe.

"After eating, let's leave them all behind. I'll take you to the Zheng family's Haitang Courtyard and tell you something by the way."

Yan Sanhe looked at him: "Good thing or bad thing?"

Xie Zhifei looked at his reflection in her eyes and said softly: "Good thing."

The uncontrollable heartache came up again, and Yan Sanhe lowered his eyes: What I wanted to say was a bad thing.

Afraid that he would see it, she immediately raised her eyes again and said with a smile: "Then you say it first, and I will talk after you finish."

"it is good!"

After Xie Zhifei finished speaking, he took the pamphlet in her hand, flipped through it, and smiled.

"You also said that everything about us is in your head. Look at this dense writing."

"It's called being prepared."

"It's also written wrong."

"What's wrong?"

"We made the mistake of meeting each other the first time."

"In the small alley in front of the inn, you stood at the entrance and blocked my way. I remember it clearly."

Xie Zhifei rubbed her head.

"I'll tell you tomorrow what's wrong!"

(End of this chapter)