Return home and burn fire

Style: Girl Author: Twelve causes and conditions make a jokeWords: 1069Update Time: 24/01/12 04:57:15
When An Zhixian learned that the jade tassels in his hand were knitted by Lin Jinyan himself, his eyes softened and the corners of his mouth unconsciously curled up slightly. Before Feng Xiaoran reached out, she stuffed Yu Suizi into her arms.

"Go back and tell Miss Lin that it's settled. We like the gift very much. Thank you very much."

After Hong Jiu left, Feng Xiaoran nestled in the chair and glanced up and down at An Zhixian:

"There's something wrong with you."

An Zhixian: "Speak nicely."

Feng Xiaoran looked carefully: "A jade tassel can send you away. You couldn't be... seduced by that little vixen, right?"

An Zhixian paused while holding the tea cup, then calmly turned his head and looked at Feng Xiaoran:

"She gives gifts and I receive them. How can I say that I am hooked? Besides, she has always treated us with courtesy, and we should treat her with courtesy. People have names and surnames. You are a little vixen, and you are worthy of it. It’s not like Jianghu’s No. 1 Tianji Gate.”

Feng Xiaoran was stunned by what An Zhixian said. Although he felt something was wrong, what An Zhixian said was reasonable and well-founded. He had no way to refute, blinked his eyes and changed his voice:

"I didn't shout in person..."

On the morning of the fourth day of the Lunar New Year, after the family had finished their morning meal, Lin Jinan followed Lin Siyuan and Lin Yanqing to the study room. Lin Jinyan and Lin Wanrong accompanied the old lady and chatted about daily life.

Lin Jinyun brought some food and came to visit the old lady. He said a lot of sweet words, which made the old lady smile. Then he mentioned the Zhou family unintentionally:

"Speaking of which, this is the first time I've met cousin Mingzhu. She's quite cute. It's just that she doesn't look like a cousin like cousin Xue'er. She looks more like an aunt."

The old lady's smile faded a bit and she said angrily:

"You are so sweet-talking, and your cousin calls her "kiss". She was raised from an outside room to fill the house. She is not a serious lady, so what kind of cousin are you?"

Lin Jinyun: "Grandma, that's what I said, but we live together in Kyoto. We will inevitably bump into each other outside in the future, and we will still have to shout in front of outsiders. Besides, I see that my cousin loves cousin Mingzhu very much, and he loves his aunt. It’s not bad, if you don’t look at the monk’s face, you have to look at my cousin’s Buddha face.”

Lin Jinyan drank tea from a cup and looked at Lin Jinyun with a smile.

When the old lady heard this, she frowned:

"Your cousin is also confused! He can't bear the pain of Yuexue's direct child, but he hurts the children from outside the family as if they were eyeballs."

Lin Jinyun: "What my grandmother said was that I went to see my cousin off the day before yesterday. My cousin Mingzhu and my cousin were in the same car, and my cousin Xueer could only follow them alone. She looked very pitiful."

After hearing this, the old lady became even more angry:

"I made it clear that I didn't want to see him, but he actually took advantage of the New Year celebrations and took the child to the house without saying hello. It was the same in front of me. Yuexue had to suffer a lot of grievances in the house."

Lin Jinyun glanced at the old lady's eyes and sighed:

"I think cousin Xue'er may not be having a good time in the house these past two days, but I'm a foreigner, so even if I'm worried, I can't ask too many questions."

Old lady: "You can't ask, but I can! Liuli, go to Zhou Mansion and meet Yuexue in person."

Lin Jinyun: "Grandma, wait a minute. My cousin just came back the day before yesterday. If you send your maid to ask today, my cousin will be worried and afraid of putting this debt on cousin Xue'er again in the future."

The old lady thought about it for a moment and felt that it made sense:

"Then what do you think we should do?"

Lin Jinyun smiled and said: "My grandson thinks that you might as well write a letter and ask your cousin what object to choose to send. No one knows, and there is a reason."

(End of chapter)