As soon as Yan Mingyu left, Yan Dazhuang brought the Yan clan leader into the door. The clan leader said that he was Yan Duofu's cousin, and Yan Duofu's father was the same cousin of the same grandfather.

"Uncle San, Dazhuang, sit in the fast house."

Yan Duofu, who was cutting leeks in the yard, greeted him enthusiastically, but he was suspicious in his heart. Since his parents died, the patriarch has not been here for several years. He even married his daughter yesterday, but the patriarch has not come to him. Why did he suddenly come to him today?

Yan Duofu's parents died in the same year and held two funerals a year. Yan Duofu was the eldest son, so he naturally had to do it with all his strength. Yan's mother passed away first. With Yan's father there, the funeral was still acceptable, and Yan's mother's family was barely satisfied.

But Yan Duofu was hosted by Yan Duofu. Yan Duofu, who was so stingy that he wanted to cut his own meat and eat meat, naturally he couldn't bear to spend money. It would be fine if he was simple and casual. What made the clan always angry was that the gold and silver banners that Yan Duofu bought were fake and shoddy products. They couldn't stand up after several times, and finally collapsed. This is a big taboo. Not only will the descendants be unlucky, but the clan members will also be unlucky.

The patriarch could not bear it anymore and scolded Yan Duofu hard. He left the table angrily. Since then, he has never stepped into Yan Duofu's house again. Yesterday, he married his daughter, and the patriarch asked someone to give him money, but the person did not come.

Yan Duofu suddenly came to the door today, and he was uneasy. He didn't know where he did something wrong and was hampering the third uncle's eyes?

After the clan leader took his seat, Yan Jin served tea. The tea leaves were green and fragrant. It was the rain tea she picked homemade this year. Yan Duofu glanced at it and secretly scolded Yan Jin for making a fortune in his heart. He had not finished drinking the old tea from the previous year.

"What changes have happened to Mingyu during this period?"

The patriarch sipped the tea and his expression calmed down a little. This was the best tea he had ever drunk at the Yan family. In the past, either old tea or cousin, Yan Duofu, had a headache. If it weren't for his second brother's sake, he wouldn't want to care about the family's affairs.

Yan Duofu's father is the second child and has a good relationship with the patriarch during his lifetime.

"What changes can Mingyu have? She has always been like that." Yan Duofu said casually.

Yan Jinshi said boldly, "Mingyu is much more sensible now."

"I talk to Uncle San, why are you making trouble? You are not going to work!" Yan Duofu glared fiercely. The prodigal girls were too lazy to die, and they didn't even weave a piece of cloth today.

Yan Jinshi is a master of weaving. Although she is not as powerful as Liu Lanzhi, who flies southeastern Peacock, cuts five horses in three days, when Yan returned to the village, Yan Jinshi is a real master of weaving. Her weaving is fast and good, and many cloth shops are rushing to collect it.

"I'm talking to my third uncle."

Yan Jinshi was not as obedient as before, and she sat down without moving. Yan Duofu was about to scold her when she turned dark. The patriarch spoke, "I have something to ask your wife, too."

Yan Duofu shut up in disappointment. The woman became more and more arrogant. She would teach her a lesson after her third uncle left. She would be itchy every few days without scolding her. The girl took away so many things today and had to take care of her body in the future. Open source is a must. When he went back to the city to do short-term work, Yan Jinshi weaved cloth at home, so she had to make up for the deficit.

Yan Dazhuang was impatient and couldn't hold it in anymore, so he said directly: "Your Mingyu said that she had the guidance of a god and knew everything. She also said that it would rain in three days. Do you know this?"

Yan Duofu opened his mouth in shock, and after a while he reacted, he shook his head vigorously, "I don't know, Mingyu is already married, now he is a member of the Xiao family, I can't control her affairs."

He knew that this rebellious girl was a troublemaker, and even the patriarch dared to fool her. Now the sun was so sudden that she couldn't see the rain even if she looked horizontally and vertically. This dead girl didn't know the world was so strong that he couldn't control it anymore. Just don't implicate him.

The patriarch frowned and asked in a deep voice, "There were no signs before getting married?"

"No."

Yan Duofu was determined and tried his best to clear himself. He didn't know anything anyway. Don't come to him if something happened.

Yan Jinshi resented Yan Duofu's ruthlessness towards her daughter, so she said, "Uncle San, Mingyu has just come back. She told me about the gods. I think this is true. Mingyu will not lie. I will know in three days."

Although she didn't really believe that it would rain in three days, she had to support her daughter. As for whether it would rain in three days, Yan Jinshi didn't think at all.

Yan Dazhuang said again: "Mingyu talks about it one by one, knows how to farm, remove rice borers, and looks at the weather. The Shen family knows what he said in front of many people. If it is really good, I am afraid that Mingyu will talk nonsense, and our Yan family will be ruined."

"It must be true, Mingyu won't lie."

Yan Jinshi's tone was very certain. Even if the whole village didn't believe her daughter, she believed it.

"Uncle San, I really don't know what happened to this dead girl. It must be the Xiao family. After marrying for a day, I'll be restless." Yan Duofu just wants to clear the relationship now, that is, Yan Mingyu is gone, otherwise he will definitely grab the things and money back.

Thinking of what Yan Mingyu cheated of, Yan Duofu's heart began to hurt again, and his whole body was full of pain.

The patriarch frowned even more. He was not sure whether Yan Mingyu was talking empty words, but Yan Duofu was obviously unaware of it, and the Xiao family should not instigate Yan Mingyu to do such stupid things as digging his own grave.

So, there are only two possibilities-

Yan Mingyu lies.

Yan Mingyu really got the guidance of the gods.

Of course, the patriarch hopes that it is the latter. The Yan family has been suppressed by the Shen family over the years. If the Yan family can produce a capable person who is guided by gods, the Yan family will be proud and he will be glorious.

He looked at Yan Duofu's dry and thin old face. The patriarch was bored. His second cousin and his cousin-in-law were not stingy people. Why did he raise such a weirdo? It would be fine if he was stingy to others, but he was also stingy to himself. His mind would definitely be blocked.

"I heard that Yu didn't even have a bed and quilt when she got married. You are your biological father. Don't go too far and let the Shen family laugh at us later." The patriarch said in a stern tone.

"Uncle San, who can't fart? I bought two beds of quilts. Just now, Mingyu took a bunch of food back, and I gave him ten taels of silver. Whose family in Yan returned to the village has more dowry than mine?"

Yan Duofu was so wronged that he even complained about his injustice.

The patriarch and Yan Dazhuang didn't believe it. How could the ten taels of silver be something Yan Duofu could do?

It is unlikely to have ten copper plates.

"Uncle San, I really gave it to you. When my husband heard that the Xiao family couldn't get rid of the blame, he gave Mingyu silver and food. Mingyu had just left, and Uncle San, you came back." Yan Jin said with a smile.

Although the patriarch did not believe in Yan Duofu, he knew that Yan Jin would not lie and couldn't help but feel relieved. He looked at Yan Duofu with praise, "Yes, Duofu has made progress. The difficulties of the Xiao family are temporary. Xiao Jin's child will definitely have a great future. Mingyu is blessed."

"Uncle San said."

Yan Duofu responded vaguely, but he didn't agree. It would be great if Xiao Jin could wake up, but who knows if he could wake up? If he couldn't wake up, then the dead girl would have to be a widow. There is nothing bad luck.
Chapter completed!