MTL - After Marrying the Sick and Weak Son, I Turned Around (I Turned Over A New Leaf After Marrying A Sickly Lord)-Chapter 283 last friendship
Chapter 283 The Last Friendship
When Su Anan fell asleep, Shen Juncheng got up and went to find Aunt Xiao.
It is already Shen Shi, and the sun is no longer warm.
Liang Guangwen was in the pavilion in the distance, watching him walk to find Ashan's back, meaning unknown.
Shen Juncheng didn't seem to notice the meaningful gaze in the dark, and walked straight to Aunt Xiao's courtyard.
Liang Guangwen left, and the corners of his lips were covered with a shadow that he had not seen for a long time.
Aunt Xiao saw Cheng'er coming and invited him to sit with a smile. Just as she was about to say the purpose of inviting him, she was interrupted by Shen Juncheng: "Aunt Xiao, I came to ask you something."
Aunt Xiao was surprised and felt that Cheng'er's attitude was too serious, so she couldn't help but become serious, and said, "What's the matter?"
The slanted sunset gradually hidden behind the dark clouds, and the good sky suddenly darkened. The servants and the maids waited to see if it was going to rain, chattering, everything was the tranquility before the storm.
Waited until Shen Juncheng came out of Aunt Xiao's yard, stood under the dark clouds, stunned, and then lifted his feet to Nanyuan.
opened the door and saw Liang Guangwen sitting, with two of his favorite side dishes and a pot of wine in front of him.
He only paused for a moment, then sat down as usual and asked with a smile, "Uncle is so elegant, can you drink alone?"
The familiar picked a glass and filled himself with a glass.
The aroma of Qiu Lubai is suddenly more intense, and the fragrance is mellow and lingering in every corner of the house.
It has been stored for at least five years and is a good wine.
My uncle is picky about his taste. This pot of Qiulubai was sent by him after searching hard before.
I didn't expect it to be opened today.
Liang Guangwen did not stop him when he saw his actions. After all, Shen Juncheng used to drink with him, but he just pretended to be melancholy: "Cheng'er is here?"
There was a hint of ambiguity in his words, as if he had drank a lot of glasses and was slightly drunk.
Shen Juncheng snorted, but he didn't lift his glass, just said, "Didn't my uncle come to me?"
Liang Guangwen smiled and said, "Yes, I'm confused after two drinks."
He got up, turned to the screen, took a small medicine bottle, and said, "This Nuan Pill that you and I have jointly researched, mainly can improve your body temperature."
Due to the gu poison, his body temperature is relatively low, which is fine in summer, but always cold in winter.
Shen Jun took over the medicine bottle and didn't open it. He just said, "It seems that my Gu poison has been planted for eight years, and my body temperature is already used to it."
Liang Guangwen smiled and said, "You, it was fine for a person's body temperature in the past, but now that you have a daughter-in-law, it's not easy to freeze others."
"And your daughter-in-law also has a cold body, and she will have a good life in the future. Uncle has already told Yu'er that she should go to your daughter-in-law tomorrow to check her pulse, and then recuperate her body. I will strive to make my uncle able to do so next year. Hold a grandson."
Even Su An'an was concerned about this, Liang Guangwen's kindness was impeccable.
Shen Juncheng touched the medicine bottle and snorted.
Liang Guangwen didn't mention Su An'an anymore, he just said something meaningful, and asked, "I saw you go to Junior Sister's place today, but Junior Junior Sister has something to do with you?"
He said casually: "It's nothing major, it's just that Aunt Xiao wants me to marry Chao Sheng and Yu'er."
Liang Guangwen knew that Ah Shan couldn't hold back after hearing the expression on her face, and she would mention it as soon as Cheng'er came back, and looking at her daughter's attitude in the afternoon, I'm afraid she would agree.
He rubbed the wine glass and asked, "Do you think the sound of the tide can be trusted?"
"Well, Chaosheng grew up with me, and I understand my mind and temperament. For Yu Yuer, it is a good person, but his status is a bit low, but my uncle can rest assured that in the future, I will let Chaosheng go out and become an independent portal. The ability of voice is not limited to just a guard."
Liang Guangwen understood again, and there was no suspense, Chenger would agree, so he couldn't blame him.
He didn't stop him, as if he was a good father who only thought about his daughter, "Since Cheng'er said so, then let's do it. Uncle has only one daughter, and I just want her to be safe and happy."
Shen Juncheng looked at his uncle's relieved appearance, and suddenly asked, "Uncle really wants Yu'er to marry a guard?"
Liang Guangwen was helpless and doting, "As long as Yu'er is willing, my uncle will not stop her."
After he finished speaking, he drank another cup and seemed to be full of emotion.
Shen Juncheng suddenly laughed, his dense eyelashes covered his self-mockery.
"Wouldn't it be boring to drink alone? Uncle has lost his life, so he didn't ask Cheng'er to accompany you for a drink."
Liang Guangwen sighed, "Where is the life, it's not about taking care of your body."
"You are unwell. You have already made an exception to drink alcohol in the morning. How can you drink in the afternoon? Uncle is very worried about you."
He saw that even the side dishes prepared were his favorites, and shook his head slightly, "I'm not drunk in the morning, so it's okay to drink more. Besides, Cheng'er seems to have not had a good drink with my uncle for a long time."
Liang Guangwen thought of this and sighed again, "Yeah, since your kid went out, he gradually began to avoid alcohol. It's true that my uncle has not been drinking with you for a long time."
Shen Juncheng smiled slightly, his voice infinitely distant, "Because the master died of alcoholism at that time, and gradually, I felt that alcohol is not a good thing."
Except for the moment when I was sad, I used alcohol to relieve my worries, and I didn't touch alcohol much in the future.
Liang Guangwen slammed his fingertips on the quilt, and then naturally poured himself another glass, saying: "Actually, not necessarily, drinking in moderation is good for physical and mental health, it's just your master, hey..."
He pretended to be emotional and didn't want to mention more, as if he was afraid that mentioning his master would cause Shen Juncheng's sentimentality.
"It's all gone, Cheng'er. Your master is in the spirit of heaven. It must be gratifying to see that you have now avenged your great revenge and regained your father's original honor. Don't think too much."
"Will you be relieved?" he murmured.
No, it will probably hurt...
Liang Guangwen finally put down the wine glass and squinted slightly, always feeling that something was wrong with Cheng'er today, not to mention sentimental, but also a kind of alienation that he could feel even when he smiled.
That feels bad.
He didn't want to mention the old man again, so he said, "Yes, you are so good."
"Okay, don't be sentimental, as you said, our uncle and nephew really haven't had a good drink for a long time, so I'll touch one today."
After finished speaking, he added another sentence, "Just one will do. I mean, my uncle knows that you used to love Qiu Lubai too, so don't drink too much."
Mingming was full of worry and said that he should not drink alcohol just now, but in a blink of an eye, he raised his glass to invite him, and persuaded him to coexist with concern.
Shen Juncheng suddenly smiled, and finally picked up the white jade porcelain wine glass and drank it all.
The spirits enter the throat, and the spicy burns all the way to the lungs.
also burns his last remaining friendship...
Liang Guangwen saw him drink it unprepared, and a loving smile gradually filled his eyes.
He put down the wine glass, and suddenly said, "This wine is stronger than the old Bai of Shangtian Shuiju."
When he mentioned Tianshuiju, Liang Guangwen's heart froze for some reason, but he could hide his thoughts better than anyone else, his face was calm, and he even sighed, "It's still not as good as the old Baigan in Tianshuiju, and it's milder than that wine."
(end of this chapter)
