After they came in, Song Yuhang also came out of the kitchen, took Lin Yan's hand, protected her consciously or unconsciously, and called "sister-in-law".
Ji Jingxing nodded, and didn't show much expression. Instead, Xiao Wei let go of her mother's hand, and threw herself into her arms enthusiastically.
Song Yuhang rubbed her head and played with people for a while: "Xiao Wei, be good, go watch TV, you can eat in a while."
When Xiao Wei ran away, she turned around to look at her girlfriend, and squeezed her hand.
"Go to my room and rest for a while, I will call you for dinner."
Lin Yan glanced at Ji Jingxing who was sitting on the sofa playing with Xiao Wei, his expression was still a little displeased.
Song Yuhang pushed her into the room as if no one had embraced her by the shoulders, with a soft and gentle tone.
"Okay, for the sake of my mother and me, didn't you agree when you came here? Don't get angry today."
Lin Yan snorted: "Why am I so angry, they didn't do anything, and if I get angry, I'm making trouble for no reason."
Song Yuhang smiled and pinched her nose: "Our family is the most disgusted."
Sitting on the sofa, Ji Jingxing peeled the oranges for Xiaowei, taking in all their interactions from the corner of his eyes, with bitterness in his heart, he pretended to be calm on the surface.
Watching Song Yuhang send people in, he came out after about ten minutes. When he came out, the button of his shirt was torn loose, and there was a bright red lipstick mark on his neck. This was Lin Yan silently declaring his sovereignty.
Ji Jingxing pinched out the juice from the orange with his fingernails.
And Song Yuhang himself had a satisfied face and affectionate eyes, and he didn't even need to think about what he was doing inside.
It's just that the moment the eyes met, Song Yuhang regained his usual calmness, pulled a tissue from the table to wipe off the lipstick marks, and did not avoid it.
This is to give Lin Yan confidence, and it is also to imply that she should not make any fools today.
Ji Jingxing felt bitter, and handed her the peeled orange: "Yuhang, eat the orange."
Song Yuhang waved his hand and refused: "No, I'll cook with mom, let Xiaowei eat."
Ji Jingxing also stood up: "I'll go too."
She turned around and looked at her: "The visitor is a guest, there is no reason for the guest to do it."
"But—" Ji Jingxing wanted to refute, but was cut off again.
"Sister-in-law, please sit at ease. The kitchen is small, and it really can't accommodate three people. If you're hungry, eat some snacks first."
She was neither too enthusiastic nor alienated, both her tone and expression were maintained at an appropriate level.
But the word "guest" is used to separate thousands of miles.
"Yuhang, must it be like this?" Ji Jingxing's face overflowed with sadness.
The sound of cooking came from the kitchen, and Song Yuhang rolled up his sleeves with a calm expression.
"Sister-in-law, I apologized to you for crossing the line and being rude, but today is the last day of the old calendar year. After today, let's turn the page and don't make mom sad on this day of family reunion. Everything is bad, it's all my girlfriend..."
She lowered her voice so that no one in the room could hear her.
"I bought all the diamond rings, and I appreciated your kindness, but I was the one who spent the rest of her life with her. Knowing that you would come today, she still came home with me. She is not a penny-pinching person. , I'm just a little stubborn, even if I'm wrong, I don't want to admit it, so don't take it too seriously."
"I don't ask you to live together peacefully, but today, in front of the child and in front of the mother, it will be over if you give in to each other."
After Song Yuhang finished speaking, he called Xiaowei over, and patted her forehead: "Go and see the gift that aunt bought for you, it's left at the door."
Xiao Wei rushed over with a cheer, while Song Yuhang pushed the door straight into the kitchen without giving her a chance to speak.
"Wow! Hello Kitty's crystal hairpin!" Xiao Wei opened the gift box, and was stunned. All kinds of hairpins and head flowers were neatly embedded on the black sponge, crystal clear under the light, very beautiful .
"There are also children's cameras! Take a good look, Mom!" Xiao Wei cheered as she pulled out another pink camera, and even a suitcase full of watercolor pens from the Fairy Tale Princess series.
And a giant Barbie doll and carousel music box.
It looked like it wasn't Song Yuhang's handwriting. She usually gave gifts like Transformers toy guns, Lego, etc., which made Ji Jingxing unable to complain and even wondered if she raised Xiao Wei as a boy.
Only Lin Yan can have such a delicate and lovable girl's mind. She even thought of Xiao Wei practicing calligraphy, and gave her a set of expensive four treasures of the study. The size is customized for children, and she gave her another set The latest English reading machine is the one that Ji Jingxing has always wanted to buy for Xiaowei, but he didn't make up his mind to do so.
This generous gift was not invaluable, Ji Jingxing couldn't understand what it was like for a moment, he looked at the bedroom door, it was still tightly closed, there was no sign of opening it at all.
Lin Yan took out the small mirror in the back room to touch up her makeup, put on lipstick, licked off the excess with her little finger, pursed her upper and lower lips, and the phone rang.
She picked it up, and it was Lin Ke's message:
Are you going home for dinner today
Lin Yan unscrewed the lipstick cap, just typed a line, there was a knock on the door, and she walked over to open the door.
Xiao Wei handed her a bunch of candies: "Aunt Lin, thank you, but mother said that there are too many presents, Xiao Wei can't accept them."
Ji Jingxing sat on the sofa and stared at the TV intently, but quietly pricked up his ears.
Lin Yan took a white rabbit toffee from her hand and accepted it: "It's okay, Xiao Wei, those gifts were given to Xiao Wei by my aunt, and they belong to Xiao Wei, and no one has the right to dispose of them."
Ji Jingxing's teeth itch with hatred.
Lin Yan stood up straight, and the voice was not too loud, just enough for the people in the living room to hear.
"No matter how innocent the child is, giving gifts is only for the sake of the child. Some people should stop being sentimental."
Ji Jingxing's expression changed, and just as he was about to speak, Mother Song came out of the kitchen with the dishes.
"You're hungry, wash your hands and eat."
At the square Eight Immortals table, Song's mother sat at the top, Xiao Wei clamored to sit alone, Ji Jingxing also sat alone, Song Yuhang took off his apron and sat next to Lin Yan.
An uncontrollable smile overflowed from the corners of Lin Yan's lips, and there was a little smugness in the corners of his eyes and brows.
Song Yuhang squeezed her hand under the dining table: "Try our New Year's Eve dinner and see if it suits your appetite."
"Okay~ Auntie's cooking is always delicious." Lin Yan replied in a drawn-out voice, with a sweet and well-behaved mouth.
Even if Song's mother had a great displeasure, it disappeared at this moment, smiling from ear to ear.
"Okay, eat quickly."
Several people at the dinner table were chatting and laughing, Song Yuhang would take the chopsticks for her and mother Song from time to time, and Xiao Wei would hold the dishes, but they never delivered them to Ji Jingxing's bowl once.
Because it was Lin Yan's first New Year's Eve dinner, Song's mother was naturally more enthusiastic about her, and she would put vegetables for her from time to time, and soon the bowl became a hill.
Lin Yan didn't refuse, just ate it in bites, and even spoke clearly about the taste of various ingredients.
Song Yuhang tugged at her clothes, and said in a low voice, "It's fine if you can't eat it, don't force yourself."
In case she goes back at night and feels uncomfortable.
"It's okay, I can." Lin Yan said, not knowing whether he was choked by the chili pepper or he ate too fast, turned his face away and coughed lightly.
Song Yuhang patted her on the back.
Ji Jingxing also held his chopsticks, and his tone was rather eccentric: "Mom, kindness is like a donkey's liver and lungs. People are used to eating delicacies from mountains and seas, so how can we eat simple food like us."
Lin Yan turned his face away, coughing so that the corners of his eyes were slightly red, took a sip of boiled water, and squeezed the glass tightly.
Song Yuhang was holding her hand under the table.
Mother Song looked at her, and then at Lin Yan. She didn't know if she said something wrong or did something wrong. The old man was quite embarrassed and looked helpless.
After a few short breaths, Lin Yan calmed down, and just squeezed the flesh on the back of Song Yuhang's hand to vent his anger.
Song Yuhang grinned in pain.
Lin Yan slowly finished the dish that Song's mother had just given her in the bowl, and pressed the corner of her lips with a tissue.
"The ingredients are the same, but the cooking methods are different. You have to distinguish between high and low, and I don't know what's wrong."
Now even Song's mother can see that they are not compatible.
Ji Jingxing's expression changed, and he clenched his chopsticks tightly.
Lin Yan turned her face away again, and smiled at Song's mother: "Auntie, it's really delicious. My mother went there early, and it's been many years since I had a New Year's Eve dinner with my family. Thank you."
When she said this, the corners of her eyes were still red from coughing, and her dark pupils seemed to be covered with water.
The smile is sincere and soft.
Mother Song's heart suddenly became sore: "Hey, okay, then, eat quickly, eat quickly."
As he said that, he changed several spicy dishes to his side.
Song Yuhang patted his mother on the back and served her a bowl of soup.
"Mom, you can eat too. After eating, try on the new clothes that Yanyan bought for you. If they don't fit, you can change them."
The topic was successfully transferred.
"It's so troublesome. Didn't you say that you don't buy anything when you come to eat? I don't welcome it in the future."
Song Yuhang smiled, and put another bowl of soup for Xiaowei, and then Lin Yan.
"It doesn't matter what I said, it only needs Lin Yan's consent. Besides, it's not good for many people to love you. You don't like the clothes I buy every time. I think I will let Yanyan go shopping with you next time."
Lin Yan took a sip of the soup: "Well, okay, isn't a new shopping mall going to be opened in the city center after the next year? I'll accompany my aunt to see it. Anyway, every time you accompany me to buy clothes, you can't tell why. Keep looking good and looking good, like a repeater."
The tense atmosphere quietly eased.
With a smile on her face, Song's mother gave her another piece of white-cut chicken with chopsticks: "Just like her father."
Everyone at the table roared with laughter, and even Xiao Wei burst into laughter. Song Yuhang filled the last bowl of soup and handed it to Ji Jingxing.
"Sister-in-law has worked hard to take care of the children by herself. Mom got up early today and went to the vegetable market to buy fresh hoof flowers. When she came back, she put kidney beans in. They stayed up all afternoon. They are the most nourishing and beautifying."
Ji Jingxing seemed to never have expected that he would have his share, so he was slightly stunned for a while.
Seeing that she didn't answer, Song Yuhang put his hand on the table, and sat down again to talk and laugh with Lin Yan.
Lin Yan secretly rolled his eyes, and this is over.
The meal was thrilling, with turbulent undercurrents. At the end, the clothes on Song Yuhang's back were wet. I was afraid that the two of them would fight at the dinner table, but it turned out that they just had a little quarrel. Overall, they lived in peace.
She breathed a sigh of relief quietly.
Ji Jingxing now has no reason to ask Song Yuhang to send her home, because she is not only his own sister, but also someone else's girlfriend.
Song's mother sent them to the door and patted Xiao Wei's head: "Xiao Wei is good, go and play with my aunt first, grandma and mother have a conversation."
Ji Jingxing carried the bag on his back and stood holding the child's hand: "Mom, forget it, just speak up if you have something to say."
Song's mother took a look inside. Song Yuhang was cleaning up the leftovers on the table, and Lin Yan accompanied her, holding the trash can for her.
She lowered her voice and looked at her daughter-in-law: "What's going on with you and Yanyan? Are there any festivals?"
Asking this question made Ji Jingxing startled.
Didn't Song Yuhang and Lin Yan speak ill of Song's mother in front of her
She forced a smile: "No, it's nothing. If there's nothing wrong, we'll leave first. It's quite late."
Mother Song saw that the two people in the living room were busy, instead of looking at this side, she took out a red envelope from her sleeve and stuffed it into her hand.
"Take it, take it."
Ji Jingxing declined, then stuffed it back into her hand: "Mom, this—"
The old lady put a serious face on her face, and pushed the person out of the door, and forced her to stuff it into her pocket. Only then did her tone become softer, with silver hair all over her head, she held her hand tremblingly.
"Take it, Jing Xing, this money is for Xiaowei to buy food. I'm old, and I don't have any big wishes. I just want to see our family and our beautiful life. Both you and Yuhang can be happy, and Xiaowei grows up safely. Great, I'm content."
Ji Jingxing's eyes turned hot: "Mom—"
Song's mother waved: "Go, take the children back early, don't forget to come and eat dumplings tomorrow."
When Mother Song returned to the house, Song Yuhang helped the pale Lin Yan out of the bathroom.
"What's wrong with this?"
"It's okay, Auntie." Lin Yanxu raised his eyes, his forehead was still sweating, his palm-sized face was as white as paper, he stood up and walked out.
"Then I'll go back too."
Song Yuhang helped the man to sit down again: "Why do you go back, why do you go back like this, I will pour you a glass of water after sitting down."
As he said that, he ran into the kitchen, and Song's mother followed.
"What's going on here? Wasn't it just fine?"
Song Yuhang complained softly while pouring water.
"It's hard for me to say at the dinner table. She has a bad stomach and accumulated food after eating too much. Your bottle of medicinal wine has been steeped for at least ten years. I dare not drink it. You keep pouring it for her. It's all right now. , don’t care about delicacies from mountains and seas, simple tea and light food, I vomited it all.”
As he spoke, he shook his head, walked out, brought water to her lips, and carefully fed her to drink.
"The medicinal wine is spicy. If you can't drink it, don't drink it. My mother usually has no one to drink with her, so why don't I catch you?"
Lin Yan sipped the warm water, feeling much better: "I'll do it by myself, as long as Auntie is happy."
Song's mother was listening in the kitchen, her heart was sore and astringent, and her eyes were hot.
This child is too sensible to not be distressed.
"Come on, Yanyan, take a Jianweixiaoshi tablet, and tell your aunt what to eat or not to eat in the future. Also, I just changed the bed sheets and quilts in Yuhang's room to new ones for her yesterday. Don't go back today, sir. If you are far away, just sleep here."
"Thank you, Auntie." After listening to the first half of the sentence, Lin Yan stuffed the pill into his mouth, and almost choked to death on the second half of the sentence, his face turned red.
"This...isn't that good?"
Mother Song went into the kitchen and took out honey tangerine peel to make her hangover soup. After boiling it, she turned on the TV to watch the Spring Festival Gala: "There's nothing wrong with it, it's a family anyway. You stay here with me It's more lively, you can't go with Yuhang when you leave."
Song Yuhang sat between them, put his arms around his mother's shoulders, and winked.
"Mom, this time it's my real mother."
Both elbows hit her stomach at the same time.
Lin Yan gritted his teeth: "Song, Yu, Hang."
Mother Song: "My own mother has to wash the dishes for me too!"
Song Yuhang fell on the sofa with his back to the sky and screaming.
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Lin house.
"Cough cough cough...don't eat anymore." The old man coughed violently, and he was the only one sitting in the restaurant of the huge villa.
The room was deserted, and the exquisite and hearty dishes on the table were only touched a few mouthfuls.
The woman patted his back gently, and wiped away the saliva dripping from the corners of his lips with a handkerchief.
"Okay, okay, don't eat, I will help the master go back to rest."
With that said, he helped the man into the wheelchair with the housekeeper and sat down firmly.
Lin Youyuan looked up at her, his voice hoarse: "Don't worry about it, it's enough for Lao Lin to send me up, you can go to rest too."
The woman rolled her eyes, and wanted to say something more. The butler had always been Lin Youyuan's confidant, and had already pushed him away.
The woman had no choice but to stomp her feet secretly.
The servant came and asked, "Ma'am, do you want more of these dishes?"
"What do you want? Feed it to the dog!" The woman pulled the veil, and the hideous face at that moment made the servant take a few steps back, not daring to look up at her again.
"Yes, ma'am."
The quiet corridor was covered with intricately patterned carpets, on which the wheelchair was pushed silently.
Lin Youyuan coughed twice again, his face was haggard, his eye sockets were sunken, he was wearing loose pajamas, and the exposed skin was also loose and full of age spots.
He was aging rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The housekeeper couldn't bear it: "Master..."
Lin Youyuan waved his hand to stop him from talking: "Did Ke'er come over today?"
Butler Lin shook his head: "No, the young master's mother is also seriously ill, so he didn't come over. However, he sent someone to send a congratulatory gift, saying that he will come back tomorrow morning to pay New Year's greetings."
A smile floated on the corner of Lin Youyuan's lips: "Oh, what is it?"
"It's a simple snuff bottle. It is said to be a relic of the emperor of the Qing Dynasty. I searched for it for half a year and gave it to you."
"This child, you have a heart." Lin Youyuan leaned on the wheelchair and let out a long sigh. Just as he finished speaking, he coughed continuously.
"Master..." The butler raised his hand to pat him on the back.
Lin Youyuan stopped his movements: "Do you think this woman Jin Xia is trustworthy?"
"Don't dare to speculate on Madam." The old housekeeper lowered his head.
Lin Youyuan covered his lips with a handkerchief, and a "ho ho ho" sound came out of his throat. For a moment, he couldn't tell whether he was coughing or laughing.
He didn't say anything, and Lin Youyuan didn't ask again.
"Miss is back?"
Butler Lin pushed him forward again, shaking his head.
Lin Youyuan closed his eyes and let him push himself into the bedroom.
"It's fine if you don't come back, it's fine if you don't come back."
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The huge villa was quiet again, and a few dogs barked faintly from the woods in the distance.
Jin Xia slipped out of the gate and turned into a nearby building.
"Didn't I tell you not to come here?" Lin Ge opened the door of the study and looked around. There was no one in the corridor.
He dragged the man in.
Jin Xia snuggled into his arms tenderly, touching his chest with her fingertips.
"That old thing is pissing me off again."
She was not without grievances, but Lin Ke pushed her away.
"Go back, this is not where you should be."
"But... Jin Xia stomped her feet angrily: "When will he die? Waiting on him every day, looking at his rough and saggy skin, and having to bathe him, makes me want to throw up. "
Lin Ge snorted coldly, and went to the desk to do his own business.
"The centipede is dead but not stiff, not so fast."
"But the drug has been cast for more than half a year and there is no improvement—" Jin Xia sneered, and walked around in front of him, wanting to sit on his lap, and then caught a glimpse of the crystal ball on the table. Bright.
"Wow, this looks good!"
She picked it up.
Before she could sit down, someone snatched the crystal ball and pushed it against the wall with her neck stuck.
Lin Ge's eyes were red, and he gradually squeezed her hand harder.
"Don't, touch, me, of, east, west."
Jin Xia rolled her eyes and kicked her feet on the wall. She never expected that the thin-looking Lin Ge had such great strength.
Looking at his face again, it was obvious that he had lost the kindness of the past, his eyes were fierce and cold, as if he was just crushing an ant to death.
Jin Xia was terrified, gradually out of breath, with tears oozing from the corners of her eyes, and slapped his wrist desperately.
"Ahem... I'm sorry... I... I was wrong."
For countless moments, Lin Ge wanted to kill her and make her one of his specimens.
However, the thought of her still has value.
The blood in those eyes faded a lot.
Lin Ge let go, and Jin Xia fell to the ground all of a sudden, trembling all over, looking at him in surprise and fear.
Lin Ge leaned over, gently helped her up, and even patted the dust off her skirt.
"I'm sorry, I scared you. It's a very precious thing, so I don't want others to touch it."
The woman's eyes were red, and there was still a circle of choke marks on her neck. Lin Ge gently rubbed her to relieve the pain.
"I'm sorry, I was impulsive just now, Xia Xia, I won't in the future, you have to trust me, I can definitely save you from the sea of suffering."
One moment is vicious and violent, and the other moment is tender and tender. This change of face is like flipping through a book and makes Jin Xia's scalp tingle.
As if she had never known this person before, she looked at this face with a chill for no reason.
Lin Ge continued to use his expertise, took a glass of water from the table and handed it to her: "I'm sorry Xia Xia, drink slowly, come on, I'm in a bad mood tonight, it's hard for you to take care of Lin Youyuan, I should understand yours."
Jin Xia didn't dare to wait any longer, pushed away his hand and stood up by herself: "It's okay, it's okay, I'll go back first."
After all, he left the room as if fleeing for his life.
Not long after she left, a black figure turned out from behind the bookshelf.
"If you don't kill her, aren't you afraid that she will tell Lin Youyuan?"
Lin Ge snorted coldly, and stroked the crystal ball, as if stroking the softest part of a woman.
"Lin Youyuan is not a fuel-efficient lamp. Tell him that she will not survive."
"Then you don't worry, she has never been in touch with you, and she won't help you anymore?"
Lin Ge sneered, and now there is no need to pretend anymore.
"After drinking that stuff, there are very few people who are not addicted. Just wait and see, she will come to me tomorrow."
The man in black turned around to leave, but was stopped again.
"You did a good job this time, and the money is on your account."
There was a disdainful smile on the corner of the man's lips: "You know, I don't want money."
"I know, don't worry." Lin Ke stood up and stuffed a gold bar into his hand.
"I'll help you just as you helped me."