Lin Xinyan went to see his eldest son after hearing Chen Xinyao's words. At this moment, he had returned to his normal expression and was talking to Zhuang Zijin.

"Did the elder brother have any conflicts with his aunt?"

Chen Xinyao felt that something must be happening here.

Lin Xinyan did not hide it from Chen Xinyao and told the story again.

"How can aunt do this?"

Chen Xinyao also felt that Chen Shihan did this wrong.

What era is now, and it is still important to be of equal status.

British civilians still marry a prince. Do they value family status so much?

Lin Xinyan patted her, "Just pretend not to know, so that your elder brother won't be uncomfortable."

Chen Xinyao nodded sensiblely, "I know."

In the evening, Lin Xinyan decocted medicine for his son, and his heart was only irritated. It was not that he didn’t believe in Mu Yuan'er, but that Zong Yanchen was hurting his eyes. Is it really good to only take Chinese medicine?

She brought the decocted medicine to her son, "When the funeral is over, I will take you to the hospital for examination."

Zong Yanchen knew what Lin Xinyan was worried about and told her, "My eyes were not injured, but poisoned, and it was useless to see Western medicine."

Lin Xinyan suddenly became uneasy, "Poisoned?"

"Don't worry, it will be fine."

Zong Yanchen was afraid that she would be excited, so he was still excited, "Can I make a joke about my eyes?

Don't worry."

Lin Xinyan sighed, "Can you rest for a while this time?"

Zong Yanchen nodded, "Well, yes, I haven't had a rest in these years, so I gave me a three-month holiday."

Lin Xinyan touched the medicine bowl and felt that it was no longer soup, so he put it in his hand, "Drink the medicine."

Zong Yanchen calmed down the atmosphere and said with a smile, "Mom, feed me."

Lin Xinyan laughed, "How old are you?"

"No matter how old it is, it's your son."

After Zong Yanchen grew up, it was rare to act coquettishly towards her. Lin Xinyan went to take the spoon, brought the bowl from him, and fed him, "Will it be bitter?"

Zong Yanchen nodded, "This medicine is not ordinary bitter."

His words are not fake, they are even more bitter than ordinary Chinese medicine, so Mu Yuaner is giving him good medicine and candy.

"You have to endure even if you can cure your eyes."

Zong Yanchen couldn't see it, but he knew that although Lin Xinyan was so fierce, he felt sorry for him.

After taking the medicine, Lin Xinyan poured him a cup of boiling water, took an orange and peeled it for him, "Change it."

Zong Yanchen took it and broke it and put it in his mouth, and smiled and said, "It's so sweet."

Lin Xinyan stood in front of him and wanted to ask Mu Yuaner about it, but in the end he didn't ask, so he fed water to wash his feet.

"Just let Jiawen come."

Zong Yanchen was so old that he still asked his mother to serve him.

"I took the shower for you when I was a child. Now I know you're shy?

Then you hurry up and find a girlfriend, Jiawen is married.

You, a brother, don’t be a role model.”

Zong Yanchen, "..." He simply said nothing.

To avoid getting your girlfriend again.

Seeing that his son kept silent, Lin Xinyan sighed slightly in his heart.

This child is really able to hide things in his heart.

He didn't expose it either.

The next day, the funeral.

The scene was solemn and solemn.

All the men on the scene were uniform black suits, and the ladies also had black dresses.

Guests who came to mourn at noon arrived one after another, wreaths filled the entire road.

Zong Jinghao and Lin Xinyan, as the closest people Cheng Yuwen's mouth, stood on the right side of the mourning hall and received all the guests coming.

At the gate, a man who was pushed by someone in a wheelchair slowly walked in.

Lin Xinyan recognized him from afar. Although he hadn't seen him for many years, he was still very familiar with him.
Chapter completed!