Chapter 166
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When I finally left the game hall,
Ye Huanyan held a huge Doraemon and a candy shaped pillow for children in her hand.
Lingli and Lingxue sisters had a bumper harvest. One carried a 'big sack' and walked on the road as if he were a doll vendor ready to set up a stall in the night market.
"Brother Ling Han, you two caught these two things after working hard for a long time?"
Ling Li rolled his eyes at ye Huanyan, "did ye Huanyan catch a large basket of coins? This idiot looks like a cripple."
Ling Han coughed twice, and his face looked pale,
"It's getting late. I'll take you back."
It's getting late,
Today is the last day of the five-day fireworks show in the city center since new year's Eve.
Before getting on the bus, a huge hole was cut by fireworks in the night in the distance, and the explosion came and went, exploding in the night, making it lively.
Ling Xue threw a large bag of dolls into Ling Han's car trunk, and then stood by the roadside dancing, with a bit of innocence in her crisp voice.
"Wow, sister, brother, look, fireworks party!"
As soon as ye Huanyan opened the door, he looked up at the sound, and looked through the windshield in front of the car, and saw the brilliant night illuminated by fireworks.
The sound of fireworks expelled the oppression in the carriage, which made ye Huanyan feel relieved. Under the background of fireworks, the car drove through the main urban area towards the old house.
The sound of fireworks gradually went away, and the two girls who had been playing in the back seat all day did not know when they fell asleep.
The carriage gradually fell into silence.
"Have all the servants in the old house gone back?"
Ling Han's voice was very light, probably for fear of waking up his two younger sisters.
Ye Huanyan was stunned for a few seconds and nodded,
"Well, when I went out in the morning, the servants basically came back. Aunt Zhang should come back at noon."
"Is there nothing wrong at home? How are Grandma these two days?"
"No problem."
Ye Huanyan shook his head. Seeing Ling Han's intention to talk to her, he unconsciously said more,
"The old house is very lively these two days. Chris and xiaodouding accompany grandma every day. My uncle often goes out, but he doesn't go far. He just strolls around the old city and goes back at dinner every day. Ling Li and Ling Xue are not as noisy as before. He knows something, but grandma still says that children are just a little noisy..."
After talking a lot, ye Huanyan suddenly realized that she was talking nonsense again. Her throat seemed to be suddenly blocked by something. She slowly turned her head and looked at Ling Han nervously.
His face was calm, staring straight at the road in front of the windshield, the profile of the side was as cold as ever, and his hands were holding the steering wheel very seriously.
"It's almost there."
Ye Huanyan saw that his two thin lips touched up and down a few times, and his voice rang out in his ear.
I don't seem to be bored with myself.
She slowly breathed out a breath, nodded, and responded, "HMM."
Compared with the bustling and bustling shuttling between high-rise buildings in the city center, the firecrackers on the ground and the red lanterns on the doors of every family in the old city are more interesting.
When getting out of the car, ye Huanyan woke up the two little girls in the back seat. They got out of the car with eyes rubbed and yawned, and staggered into the house. The servant helped carry the things in the trunk and followed up.
Ye Huanyan unfastened her seat belt and asked, "don't you come down to see grandma?"
Ling Han held the steering wheel with a faint look,
"No, I'll call there."
The other side he said was Wen Qingwan's mother's family, his grandfather's family.
Ye Huanyan was slightly stunned, as if he had touched a minefield, and was careful not to ask any more questions.
"Well... Well, be careful on the way."
She pushed open the door and looked a little stiff as she left.
Behind him came a cold voice,
"I will come back before the eighth day of the lunar new year."
I don't know whether his voice is too low or the night wind is too strong. This voice is a little dreamy for ye Huanyan, not real.
Ling Han's car drove away, and from a distance, she only saw a car with black gray tail gas disappearing at the corner of the street. She stood stunned at the door, a little distracted.
His mind echoed with the words that floated in the wind when he looked at his mouth and his face all year round.
"The old city is windy and easy to catch a cold. Don't stand outside and hurry back."
Is this really true and really concerned about her?
She stood in the wind for a long time, took a deep breath, as if she was secretly determining something in her heart. For a long time, the corners of her mouth finally burst into a smile.
Late at night,
Ye Huanyan tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. He got up and looked at it. It was snowing outside. He simply went out to enjoy the snow in his coat. Standing at the door, he rubbed his hands. A cold wind was blowing on his face. The goose feather snow was falling in the courtyard, like cotton wool.
With a "squeak", a tall and straight figure came out of the diagonally opposite room, closed the door furtively, and then slowly turned around, facing ye Huanyan's four eyes.
"Uncle... Are you..."
Ye Huanyan looked at Ling Dongyu in a daze.
A pair of bony hands holding half a pack of cigarettes, suddenly shrunk back at the sound, and looked up at ye Huanyan.
"Yan Yan... Well, hahaha, it's snowing. The scenery outside is good. I'm out for a walk."
Under the cloister,
Ling Dongyu lit a cigarette with the tip of her finger, took a sip, and then spit out a puff of smoke with satisfaction.
"It's just smoking. Why are you so sneaky?"
Ye Huanyan was puzzled. "Doesn't Chris let you smoke?"
Ling Dongyu waved his hand with a cigarette, and the smoke under the cloister was heavier. Ye Huanyan hid behind, avoiding the smoke filled air.
"She doesn't care about me." Ling Dongyu's voice was very careless.
"Why is that?"
"It's not because of Ling. I made an appointment with him to quit smoking a month ago."
Ling Dongyu frowned and was quite dissatisfied,
"How old is this dead boy? He began to learn to smoke. He's OK. He made trouble with Chris at home."
Ye Huanyan was slightly stunned, "you mean Ling is smoking?"
Ling, who is 15 years old, has always been a representative of good conduct. It is a sharp contrast with his father Ling dongyuwan, who has been out of tune since childhood. From childhood, it is mostly the parents who let him do well, and those who don't let him do it resolutely don't touch it. It doesn't look like a child who can smoke at all.
"Uncle, are you..."
"How long have I been smoking? Where is it so easy to quit? Just coax children. You haven't seen anything today."
Ling Dongyu turned around and snuffed out his cigarette butts on the snow in the corridor, grinning at ye Huanyan,
"Don't tell Ling."
With these words, Ling Dongyu raised one leg and directly stepped over the wooden railing of the corridor, across the snow covered courtyard, and went back to the house with light hands and feet.
Ye Huanyan smiled helplessly.
Just about to go back to the room, there was another "Zhiya".
Ye Huanyan was stunned. Looking up, he saw Ling standing at the door with half a pack of cigarettes in his hand. When he saw ye Huanyan, his face tightened a little, just like Ling Dongyu.
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When I finally left the game hall,
Ye Huanyan held a huge Doraemon and a candy shaped pillow for children in her hand.
Lingli and Lingxue sisters had a bumper harvest. One carried a 'big sack' and walked on the road as if he were a doll vendor ready to set up a stall in the night market.
"Brother Ling Han, you two caught these two things after working hard for a long time?"
Ling Li rolled his eyes at ye Huanyan, "did ye Huanyan catch a large basket of coins? This idiot looks like a cripple."
Ling Han coughed twice, and his face looked pale,
"It's getting late. I'll take you back."
It's getting late,
Today is the last day of the five-day fireworks show in the city center since new year's Eve.
Before getting on the bus, a huge hole was cut by fireworks in the night in the distance, and the explosion came and went, exploding in the night, making it lively.
Ling Xue threw a large bag of dolls into Ling Han's car trunk, and then stood by the roadside dancing, with a bit of innocence in her crisp voice.
"Wow, sister, brother, look, fireworks party!"
As soon as ye Huanyan opened the door, he looked up at the sound, and looked through the windshield in front of the car, and saw the brilliant night illuminated by fireworks.
The sound of fireworks expelled the oppression in the carriage, which made ye Huanyan feel relieved. Under the background of fireworks, the car drove through the main urban area towards the old house.
The sound of fireworks gradually went away, and the two girls who had been playing in the back seat all day did not know when they fell asleep.
The carriage gradually fell into silence.
"Have all the servants in the old house gone back?"
Ling Han's voice was very light, probably for fear of waking up his two younger sisters.
Ye Huanyan was stunned for a few seconds and nodded,
"Well, when I went out in the morning, the servants basically came back. Aunt Zhang should come back at noon."
"Is there nothing wrong at home? How are Grandma these two days?"
"No problem."
Ye Huanyan shook his head. Seeing Ling Han's intention to talk to her, he unconsciously said more,
"The old house is very lively these two days. Chris and xiaodouding accompany grandma every day. My uncle often goes out, but he doesn't go far. He just strolls around the old city and goes back at dinner every day. Ling Li and Ling Xue are not as noisy as before. He knows something, but grandma still says that children are just a little noisy..."
After talking a lot, ye Huanyan suddenly realized that she was talking nonsense again. Her throat seemed to be suddenly blocked by something. She slowly turned her head and looked at Ling Han nervously.
His face was calm, staring straight at the road in front of the windshield, the profile of the side was as cold as ever, and his hands were holding the steering wheel very seriously.
"It's almost there."
Ye Huanyan saw that his two thin lips touched up and down a few times, and his voice rang out in his ear.
I don't seem to be bored with myself.
She slowly breathed out a breath, nodded, and responded, "HMM."
Compared with the bustling and bustling shuttling between high-rise buildings in the city center, the firecrackers on the ground and the red lanterns on the doors of every family in the old city are more interesting.
When getting out of the car, ye Huanyan woke up the two little girls in the back seat. They got out of the car with eyes rubbed and yawned, and staggered into the house. The servant helped carry the things in the trunk and followed up.
Ye Huanyan unfastened her seat belt and asked, "don't you come down to see grandma?"
Ling Han held the steering wheel with a faint look,
"No, I'll call there."
The other side he said was Wen Qingwan's mother's family, his grandfather's family.
Ye Huanyan was slightly stunned, as if he had touched a minefield, and was careful not to ask any more questions.
"Well... Well, be careful on the way."
She pushed open the door and looked a little stiff as she left.
Behind him came a cold voice,
"I will come back before the eighth day of the lunar new year."
I don't know whether his voice is too low or the night wind is too strong. This voice is a little dreamy for ye Huanyan, not real.
Ling Han's car drove away, and from a distance, she only saw a car with black gray tail gas disappearing at the corner of the street. She stood stunned at the door, a little distracted.
His mind echoed with the words that floated in the wind when he looked at his mouth and his face all year round.
"The old city is windy and easy to catch a cold. Don't stand outside and hurry back."
Is this really true and really concerned about her?
She stood in the wind for a long time, took a deep breath, as if she was secretly determining something in her heart. For a long time, the corners of her mouth finally burst into a smile.
Late at night,
Ye Huanyan tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. He got up and looked at it. It was snowing outside. He simply went out to enjoy the snow in his coat. Standing at the door, he rubbed his hands. A cold wind was blowing on his face. The goose feather snow was falling in the courtyard, like cotton wool.
With a "squeak", a tall and straight figure came out of the diagonally opposite room, closed the door furtively, and then slowly turned around, facing ye Huanyan's four eyes.
"Uncle... Are you..."
Ye Huanyan looked at Ling Dongyu in a daze.
A pair of bony hands holding half a pack of cigarettes, suddenly shrunk back at the sound, and looked up at ye Huanyan.
"Yan Yan... Well, hahaha, it's snowing. The scenery outside is good. I'm out for a walk."
Under the cloister,
Ling Dongyu lit a cigarette with the tip of her finger, took a sip, and then spit out a puff of smoke with satisfaction.
"It's just smoking. Why are you so sneaky?"
Ye Huanyan was puzzled. "Doesn't Chris let you smoke?"
Ling Dongyu waved his hand with a cigarette, and the smoke under the cloister was heavier. Ye Huanyan hid behind, avoiding the smoke filled air.
"She doesn't care about me." Ling Dongyu's voice was very careless.
"Why is that?"
"It's not because of Ling. I made an appointment with him to quit smoking a month ago."
Ling Dongyu frowned and was quite dissatisfied,
"How old is this dead boy? He began to learn to smoke. He's OK. He made trouble with Chris at home."
Ye Huanyan was slightly stunned, "you mean Ling is smoking?"
Ling, who is 15 years old, has always been a representative of good conduct. It is a sharp contrast with his father Ling dongyuwan, who has been out of tune since childhood. From childhood, it is mostly the parents who let him do well, and those who don't let him do it resolutely don't touch it. It doesn't look like a child who can smoke at all.
"Uncle, are you..."
"How long have I been smoking? Where is it so easy to quit? Just coax children. You haven't seen anything today."
Ling Dongyu turned around and snuffed out his cigarette butts on the snow in the corridor, grinning at ye Huanyan,
"Don't tell Ling."
With these words, Ling Dongyu raised one leg and directly stepped over the wooden railing of the corridor, across the snow covered courtyard, and went back to the house with light hands and feet.
Ye Huanyan smiled helplessly.
Just about to go back to the room, there was another "Zhiya".
Ye Huanyan was stunned. Looking up, he saw Ling standing at the door with half a pack of cigarettes in his hand. When he saw ye Huanyan, his face tightened a little, just like Ling Dongyu.
When I finally left the game hall,Ye Huanyan held a huge Doraemon and a candy shaped pillow for children in her hand.Lingli and Lingxue sisters had a bumper harvest. One carried a 'big sack' and walked on the road as if he were a doll vendor ready to set up a stall in the night market."Brother Ling Han, you two caught these two things after working hard for a long time?"Ling Li rolled his eyes at ye Huanyan, "did ye Huanyan catch a large basket of coins? This idiot looks like a cripple."Ling Han coughed twice, and his face looked pale,"It's getting late. I'll take you back."It's getting late,Today is the last day of the five-day fireworks show in the city center since new year's Eve.Before getting on the bus, a huge hole was cut by fireworks in the night in the distance, and the explosion came and went, exploding in the night, making it lively.Ling Xue threw a large bag of dolls into Ling Han's car trunk, and then stood by the roadside dancing, with a bit of innocence in her crisp voice."Wow, sister, brother, look, fireworks party!"As soon as ye Huanyan opened the door, he looked up at the sound, and looked through the windshield in front of the car, and saw the brilliant night illuminated by fireworks.The sound of fireworks expelled the oppression in the carriage, which made ye Huanyan feel relieved. Under the background of fireworks, the car drove through the main urban area towards the old house.The sound of fireworks gradually went away, and the two girls who had been playing in the back seat all day did not know when they fell asleep.The carriage gradually fell into silence."Have all the servants in the old house gone back?"Ling Han's voice was very light, probably for fear of waking up his two younger sisters.Ye Huanyan was stunned for a few seconds and nodded,"Well, when I went out in the morning, the servants basically came back. Aunt Zhang should come back at noon.""Is there nothing wrong at home? How are Grandma these two days?""No problem."Ye Huanyan shook his head. Seeing Ling Han's intention to talk to her, he unconsciously said more,"The old house is very lively these two days. Chris and xiaodouding accompany grandma every day. My uncle often goes out, but he doesn't go far. He just strolls around the old city and goes back at dinner every day. Ling Li and Ling Xue are not as noisy as before. He knows something, but grandma still says that children are just a little noisy..."After talking a lot, ye Huanyan suddenly realized that she was talking nonsense again. Her throat seemed to be suddenly blocked by something. She slowly turned her head and looked at Ling Han nervously.His face was calm, staring straight at the road in front of the windshield, the profile of the side was as cold as ever, and his hands were holding the steering wheel very seriously."It's almost there."Ye Huanyan saw that his two thin lips touched up and down a few times, and his voice rang out in his ear.I don't seem to be bored with myself.She slowly breathed out a breath, nodded, and responded, "HMM."Compared with the bustling and bustling shuttling between high-rise buildings in the city center, the firecrackers on the ground and the red lanterns on the doors of every family in the old city are more interesting.When getting out of the car, ye Huanyan woke up the two little girls in the back seat. They got out of the car with eyes rubbed and yawned, and staggered into the house. The servant helped carry the things in the trunk and followed up.Ye Huanyan unfastened her seat belt and asked, "don't you come down to see grandma?"Ling Han held the steering wheel with a faint look,"No, I'll call there."The other side he said was Wen Qingwan's mother's family, his grandfather's family.Ye Huanyan was slightly stunned, as if he had touched a minefield, and was careful not to ask any more questions."Well... Well, be careful on the way."She pushed open the door and looked a little stiff as she left.Behind him came a cold voice,"I will come back before the eighth day of the lunar new year."I don't know whether his voice is too low or the night wind is too strong. This voice is a little dreamy for ye Huanyan, not real.Ling Han's car drove away, and from a distance, she only saw a car with black gray tail gas disappearing at the corner of the street. She stood stunned at the door, a little distracted.His mind echoed with the words that floated in the wind when he looked at his mouth and his face all year round."The old city is windy and easy to catch a cold. Don't stand outside and hurry back."Is this really true and really concerned about her?She stood in the wind for a long time, took a deep breath, as if she was secretly determining something in her heart. For a long time, the corners of her mouth finally burst into a smile.Late at night,Ye Huanyan tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. He got up and looked at it. It was snowing outside. He simply went out to enjoy the snow in his coat. Standing at the door, he rubbed his hands. A cold wind was blowing on his face. The goose feather snow was falling in the courtyard, like cotton wool.With a "squeak", a tall and straight figure came out of the diagonally opposite room, closed the door furtively, and then slowly turned around, facing ye Huanyan's four eyes."Uncle... Are you..."Ye Huanyan looked at Ling Dongyu in a daze.A pair of bony hands holding half a pack of cigarettes, suddenly shrunk back at the sound, and looked up at ye Huanyan."Yan Yan... Well, hahaha, it's snowing. The scenery outside is good. I'm out for a walk."Under the cloister,Ling Dongyu lit a cigarette with the tip of her finger, took a sip, and then spit out a puff of smoke with satisfaction."It's just smoking. Why are you so sneaky?"Ye Huanyan was puzzled. "Doesn't Chris let you smoke?"Ling Dongyu waved his hand with a cigarette, and the smoke under the cloister was heavier. Ye Huanyan hid behind, avoiding the smoke filled air."She doesn't care about me." Ling Dongyu's voice was very careless."Why is that?""It's not because of Ling. I made an appointment with him to quit smoking a month ago."Ling Dongyu frowned and was quite dissatisfied,"How old is this dead boy? He began to learn to smoke. He's OK. He made trouble with Chris at home."Ye Huanyan was slightly stunned, "you mean Ling is smoking?"Ling, who is 15 years old, has always been a representative of good conduct. It is a sharp contrast with his father Ling dongyuwan, who has been out of tune since childhood. From childhood, it is mostly the parents who let him do well, and those who don't let him do it resolutely don't touch it. It doesn't look like a child who can smoke at all."Uncle, are you...""How long have I been smoking? Where is it so easy to quit? Just coax children. You haven't seen anything today."Ling Dongyu turned around and snuffed out his cigarette butts on the snow in the corridor, grinning at ye Huanyan,"Don't tell Ling."With these words, Ling Dongyu raised one leg and directly stepped over the wooden railing of the corridor, across the snow covered courtyard, and went back to the house with light hands and feet.Ye Huanyan smiled helplessly.Just about to go back to the room, there was another "Zhiya".Ye Huanyan was stunned. Looking up, he saw Ling standing at the door with half a pack of cigarettes in his hand. When he saw ye Huanyan, his face tightened a little, just like Ling Dongyu.
