The concubine is so charming

Chapter 274 A Kind of Love, My Eyes Turn Red When I Think of It
After Su Yao finished speaking, he wanted to leave, but he didn't want Hu Hetu to freeze in place suddenly. He looked into Su Yao's eyes stupidly, and his expression became extremely profound in an instant. After a while, he suddenly covered his face with his hands, and then suppressed The sobs that reached the extreme came out in a low voice.

Su Yao froze in place, Huhetu's reaction was too strange, but she could feel the extremely suppressed sadness from him, which made her inexplicably sad: "Uncle Huhe, what's wrong with you?" ?”

Hu Hetu raised his head and wiped his face with rough movements, tears still flickering in his eyes: "I lost my composure and made you laugh. My wife once said what you said, and I remembered the past for a while. Can't help feeling sad..."

"Your wife..."

Hu Hetu picked up the wine jar and took a big gulp. In the night, he could see tears dripping down: "My wife has passed away for many years, and today is her death day." It is clearly a very secret memory in my heart, but I don't know why, Looking into Su Yao's eyes made him say something unconsciously.

Su Yao's heart moved, and after hesitating for a moment, he went to the kitchen and took out two bowls, and brought up the leftover dishes of the night: "Uncle, drinking on an empty stomach hurts your body, your wife is watching from the spirit of the sky, I don't know How sad, eat something and drink."

Su Yao handed over the chopsticks, seeing that he would neither accept nor take them back, but just looked at him with clear eyes.

Hu Hetu stared at Su Yao, and finally took the chopsticks after a while, with a little hesitation in his movements: "Thank you."

"Uncle, you don't have to be so polite. During this period of time, you have spent a lot of time taking care of me and Mr. Mei. I should thank you." Su Yao filled the bowl in front of Huhetu, but his own bowl was full of water. It only reached the bottom of a thin bowl, "I'll have a drink with my uncle, but my drinking capacity is shallow, and I can only pour it out after two small wine glasses, so I can only have a little sense, meaning."

Hu Hetu looked at Su Yao's actions and was stunned again.

"Uncle?"

Hu Hetu suddenly came back to his senses: "I'm sorry, I lost my temper again. My wife can't drink too much, but she is extremely slanderous. If you don't give it to her, she will get angry. She is very eloquent. If you want to drink a glass of wine, you can drink it." I have a clumsy mouth and can't always tell her a hundred tricks, so every time I drink, I pour it into a bowl for her, just like you, a shallow bottom of the bowl is enough for her to be proud for a long time."

His voice was softer than ever, but the tears in his eyes kept flickering.

"Mrs. Zun has passed away for many years. Uncle, you still miss her so much. I think she should rest in peace." Su Yao is not a nosy person, but seeing Hu Hetu, a tall and burly man crying, he has no image , but inexplicably felt sad, which made her heart tightly, and the feeling was extraordinarily complicated.

"It's good if she doesn't hate me, where can I rest in peace..." Hu Hetu said, tearing down his bowl of wine in one gulp, as if he was masturbating himself, drinking bowl after bowl, as if Get yourself completely drunk before giving up.

"Uncle, you can't be resurrected after death, you have to look forward. Besides, when you die, the past is gone with the wind. No matter how much love or hatred, it is left to the living... "

Su Yao thought of the old artist whom he had met in his previous life. He had won numerous actor trophies and donated billions of property. When he was young, he was popular all over the world. He was the dream lover of hundreds of millions of fans. I don’t know how many people cried He jumped at his feet eagerly, but he had a deep-rooted love for his wife. Even if his wife passed away for decades, whenever that name was mentioned, his eyes would still turn red instantly.

Hu Hetu took a deep breath: "No, it's just that she hates me, it's because I didn't protect her well, it's because I didn't protect our children well... If she doesn't hate her, she will definitely not wait for me on Huangquan Road In this life, I have been wronged by a vulgar person like me, so I think that in the next life I will be a cow to her, and protect her in peace for the rest of her life..."

Hu Hetu spoke very slowly, but every word was extremely firm.

Su Yao was stunned, then lowered his head, picked up the wine in the bowl and took a sip, the spicy wine slipped into his throat, the rising heat washed away the astringent feeling in his throat: "Uncle, eat some Food and drink."

The moon is in the sky, and there are more and more empty wine jars on the ground.

Su Yao propped his head up and looked at the crescent moon in the sky, his eyes gradually became more yearning: Mr. Xiang, have you come to Kyoto, are you also looking at the bright moon in the sky?

The next day, Su Yao woke up only to feel a splitting headache. She struggled to sit up and couldn't help holding her head and wailing: "Hiss, it hurts so much!"

A roar came from outside the door: "It's good to know that it hurts, the old man's Futu wine has been ruined by you two little bastards! Hurry up and get up, the sun is already high, and the medicine is still sold. ?”

"Sell!" Su Yao responded quickly, got up and pulled off the clothes and skirts, put them on, washed up briefly, and rushed out of the room with a pale face, "Grandpa, I know I was wrong, and I will never mess with you again." Good wine."

Thinking of Mr. Xiang yesterday, I drank more unconsciously. Who knew that the wine had such a strong stamina, after two glasses, I didn't know anything at all.

Looking at the sky at noon, Su Yao thought to himself that it was a mistake to drink, and he didn't feel like eating when he sat at the table.

Old Mei raised his head and glared at her: "What are you doing sitting around, the old man has already made the hangover soup, why don't you want me to bring it to the table for you myself?"

"Hey, I knew that you love me the most." Su Yao felt warm in his heart, and smiled at Elder Mei. Unknowingly, the defense in his heart had already melted away.

After drinking the hangover soup and having lunch, Su Yao only felt refreshed: "By the way, old man, where is that Uncle Huhe? He drank a lot yesterday, so he hasn't woken up yet. Bar?"

"He grew up soaking in wine since he was a child. Drinking is like drinking water. He gets up early in the morning to take a seat in the restaurant by the pier in the city. If you are lucky, you can sit in the restaurant far away. Have a look."

Su Yao was startled, then lowered his eyes slightly, and after a while, raised his eyes and smiled brightly: "Thank you, Grandpa."

Old Mei's face relaxed, and a look of awkwardness flashed in his eyes, and then he snorted: "Don't think that you don't need to wash the dishes because you are sweet, hurry up and clean up, and then load the medicinal materials into the car, we are leaving."

"Okay." Su Yao nodded heavily. Sincere concern is the most irresistible. From the rescue after the encounter in Fengqiao County to the careful care and planning now, she always remembers this kindness in her heart.

At Rongcheng Wharf, a tall building slowly docked.

Daoist Wuchen closed the medical book and looked at Chu Feiyan with a calm expression: "No matter what happens, don't let your emotions fluctuate too much, and don't let Pindao's painstaking efforts go to waste."

Chu Feiyan raised his eyes, his warm expression was perfect and impeccable: "Don't worry, Taoist Master Wuchen, nothing will happen."

Yaoer, are you all right?
(End of this chapter)