After they came in, Song Yuhang also came out of the kitchen, took Lin Fan's hand, protected her intentionally or unintentionally, and called "sister-in-law".

Ji Jingxing nodded, without any excessive expressions. 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 others for a while: "Little Wei, go watch TV, you can eat in a while."

When Xiao Wei ran away, she turned to look at her girlfriend and squeezed her hand.

"You go to my room and rest for a while, and I will call you for dinner."

Lin Yan glanced at Ji Jingxing, who was sitting on the sofa and playing with Xiao Wei, and his expression was still a little unhappy.

If no one beside Song Yuhang took her shoulders and pushed them into the house, his tone was soft and gentle.

"Okay, it depends on the face of my mother and me. Didn't you say that you were okay when you came? Don't get angry today."

Lin Wei "snorted": "What made me angry, and people didn't do anything. If I get angry, it would be unreasonable to make trouble."

Song Yuhang smiled and squeezed her nose: "Our family is bored the most."

Ji Jingxing was sitting on the sofa and peeling oranges to Xiaowei. Yu Guang took all their interactions into the bottom of his eyes. His heart was bitter, and his face was forced to be calm.

Watching Song Yuhang send people in, he came out after about ten minutes after he came out. 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 Nang's silent declaration of sovereignty.

Ji Jingxing's nails squeezed the orange out of juice.

And Song Yuhang himself was contented and sentimental, without even thinking about what he did in it.

Only at the moment when his eyes met, Song Yuhang regained his usual calmness, pulling a tissue from the table and wiping the lipstick mark, unavoidably avoiding it.

This was to give Lin a guilty consolation, and it was also a hint that she should not deal with moths today.

With bitter heart, Ji Jingxing handed her the peeled oranges: "Yu Hang, eat oranges."

Song Yuhang waved his hand and refused: "No, I'll go cook with my mother, and let Xiaowei eat."

Ji Jingxing also stood up: "I'll go too."

She turned and looked at her: "The visitor is a guest, so there is no reason to let the guest do something."

"But—" Ji Jingxing wanted to refute, but was intercepted again.

"Sister-in-law, sit back and relax. The kitchen is small. It really can't fit three people. If you're hungry, you can eat some snack mats first."

Not too enthusiastic or alienated, both her tone and expression have been maintained at an appropriate level.

However, the word "guest" is used to separate thousands of miles.

"Yu Hang, must this be the case?" Ji Jingxing's face overflowed with sadness.

There was the sound of cooking in the kitchen, and Song Yuhang rolled up his sleeves, his expression calm and composed.

"Sister-in-law, I used to cross the border and apologize to you, but today is the last day of the old calendar year. Let's turn it over after today. Don't make mom sad during this family reunion day. Lin Nai has It's all bad, it's my girlfriend..."

She lowered her voice so that no one in the room could hear it.

"I bought all the diamond rings. I appreciate your kindness, but I am the one who walks the rest of my life with her. She will go home with me even knowing that you will come today. She is not a person who must compare. , It’s just stubborn. Even if you are wrong, you don’t want to admit your mistakes. Don’t take it too seriously."

"I don't ask you to live together in peace. It's just that today, in front of the child and in front of the mother, each step will pass."

After that, Song Yuhang called Xiaowei to come over and flicked her forehead: "Go and see the gift my aunt bought you. It's left at the door."

Xiao Wei leaped forward with a cheer, and Song Yuhang pushed the door straight into the kitchen, no longer giving her a chance to speak.

"Wow! HelloKitty's crystal hairpin!" Xiaowei opened the gift box and was shocked. All kinds of hairpins and hairpins were neatly embedded in the black sponge, and they were crystal clear under the light, so beautiful.

"There are also children's cameras! Look good, mom!" Xiao Wei pulled out a pink camera and cheered, and there was even a suitcase full of watercolor pens from the fairy tale princess series.

And a huge Barbie doll and a merry-go-round music box.

This is not Song Yuhang's handwriting. She usually gives gifts only like Transformers toy guns and Lego, which makes Ji Jingxing unable to complain and even wonder if she raises Xiaowei as a boy.

Only Lin Fan can have such a delicate and cute 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's use, and she gave her another set. Nowadays, the latest English reading machine is what Ji Jingxing has always wanted to buy for Xiaowei, but he didn't give it a hard time.

This generous gift can't be said to be invaluable, and Ji Jingxing felt unclear for a while, looking at the bedroom door, it was still closed, and there was no sign of opening.

Lin Fan took out the small mirror in the back room to touch up her makeup, put on lipstick, wiped off the excess with her tail finger, and her upper and lower lips pressed, and the phone rang.

She picked it up, it was Lin Ge's news:

Are you going home for dinner today?

Lin Fan screwed the lid of the lipstick, just typed a line, and there was a knock on the door, and she walked over to open the door.

Xiaowei held a large handful of candies and handed her: "Aunt Lin, thank you, but my mother said that there are too many gifts, and Xiaowei can't accept it."

Ji Jingxing sat on the sofa and stared at the TV, but quietly pricked his ears.

Lin Fan took a big white rabbit toffee from the palm of her hand and accepted it: "It doesn't matter, Xiaowei, those gifts were given to Xiaowei by her aunt. They belong to Xiaowei, and no one has the right to dispose of them."

Ji Jingxing's teeth are itchy with hatred.

Lin Fan stood up straight, his voice was not too big or too small, just enough to be heard by the people in the living room.

"No matter how innocent a child is, giving gifts is only on the face of the child. Some people should not be affectionate."

Ji Jingxing's expression changed. Just as he was about to speak, Mother Song came out of the kitchen with vegetables.

"You're all hungry, wash your hands and eat."

At the square table of the Eight Immortals, Song Mother was sitting at the head, Xiao Wei clamored to sit alone, and Ji Jingxing was also sitting alone. Song Yuhang untied his apron and sat beside Lin Wei.

Lin Fan's lips suddenly overflowed with an uncontrollable smile, and there was a slight smug in the corners of his eyes and brows.

Song Yuhang squeezed her hand under the dining table: "Try our New Year's Eve dinner to see if it suits your appetite."

"Okay~ Auntie made it, it's always delicious." Lin Yan replied in a long voice, his mouth sweet and well-behaved.

Even Song Mother's unwillingness disappeared at this moment, and she laughed from ear to ear.

"Good, good, eat quickly."

Several people at the dinner table talked and laughed. Song Yuhang used public chopsticks for her and Mother Song from time to time. Xiaowei held the dishes, but never once delivered them to Ji Jingxing's bowl.

Because it was the first time that Lin Fan came to eat New Year's Eve dinner, Song Mother was naturally more enthusiastic about her, and from time to time she served her with vegetables, and soon the bowl became a hill.

Lin Fan didn't refuse, taking a bite, and even talking about the taste of various ingredients.

Song Yuhang pulled her clothes and said in a low voice, "Just forget it if you can't eat it, don't hold on."

Lest she feel uncomfortable going back at night.

"It's okay, I can." Lin Fan said, not knowing whether he was choked by the chili or eating too quickly, turning his face and coughing lightly.

Song Yuhang patted her on the back.

Ji Jingxing also stayed at the chopsticks, and his tone was quite yin and yang: "Mom, treat it as a donkey liver and lungs. People are used to the delicacies of mountains and seas. Where can we eat these crude tea and light rice."

Lin Nian turned his face, coughing so that the corners of his eyes were reddish, took a sip of boiled water, and squeezed the glass tightly.

Song Yuhang held her hand under the table.

Mother Song looked at her, and then at Lin Fan. She didn't know if she said something wrong or did something wrong. The old man was rather embarrassed and looked helpless.

After a few short breaths, Lin Nianping recovered, but squeezed the meat from the back of Song Yuhang's hand to vent.

Song Yuhang grinned in pain.

Lin Nian slowly finished the food that Song mother had just picked up for her in the bowl, and pressed the corners of his lips with the tissue.

"The same ingredients, but the cooking methods are different, you don't know what's wrong if you don't know what it is."

Now even Song's mother saw that they were not in harmony.

Ji Jingxing's face changed, his chopsticks were pinched tightly.

Lin Fan turned his face again and smiled at Mother Song: "Auntie, it's really delicious. My mother went early. It's been many years since I had a New Year's Eve dinner with my family. Thank you."

When she said this, there was still red from the cough in the corner of her eyes, and her dark pupils seemed to be covered with water.

The smile is sincere and soft.

Mother Song's heart became sour all at once: "Eh, okay, then, eat quickly, eat quickly."

With that said, he changed a few spicy dishes to his side.

Song Yuhang patted his mother on the back and filled her with a bowl of soup.

"Mom, you can eat too. After eating, try the new clothes that I am tired of buying you, and change them if they don't fit."

The topic was successfully transferred.

"It's so troublesome. Didn't you say that you come to eat and not buy anything? I won't welcome it anymore.

Song Yuhang laughed, and put a bowl of soup for Xiao Wei, and then Lin Wei.

"I don't count, I have to agree with Lin Nian. Besides, it's okay for multiple people to love you. You don't like the clothes I buy every time. I think I will let Nian Nian go shopping with you next time."

Lin Yan took a sip of the soup: "Well, okay, isn't there a new shopping mall in the city center just after the year? I will go with my aunt to have a look. Anyway, every time you buy clothes with me, I can’t tell you what to do. Keep looking good and beautiful, like a repeater."

The tense atmosphere eased quietly.

Mother Song smiled, and put her chopsticks to cut a chicken for nothing: "It's the same as her dad."

The people at the table roared with laughter, and even Xiao Wei was happy. Song Yuhang filled the last bowl of soup and handed it to Ji Jingxing.

"My sister-in-law has worked hard to take the child alone. Mom deliberately got up early today to buy fresh hoof flowers from the vegetable market. When I came back, I put kidney beans again. I spent the whole afternoon. It is the most nourishing and beautifying."

Ji Jingxing seemed to have never expected to have his own share, and was slightly startled for a while.

Seeing that she hadn't answered him, Song Yuhang put his hand on the table, and sat down again to chat and laugh with Lin Fan.

Lin Nian rolled his eyes secretly, and the stubble passed.

A meal was thrilling and the undercurrent was raging. At the end of Song Yuhang, the clothes on his back were all wet, for fear that the two of them had a fight at the dinner table, but they only had a little mouth. Generally speaking, they were all in peace.

She sighed quietly.

Ji Jingxing now has no reason to let Song Yuhang send her home, because she is not only his own sister, but also someone else's girlfriend.

Mother Song sent them to the door and touched Xiaowei's head: "Xiao Wei, go in first to find aunt for a while, and grandma talks to her mother."

Ji Jingxing was carrying the bag and standing with the child in his hand: "Mom, forget it, you can just speak up if you have something to say."

Mother Song glanced in, and Song Yuhang was cleaning up the leftovers on the table. Lin Wei accompanied her and held the trash can for her.

She lowered her voice and looked at her daughter-in-law: "What's the matter with you and boredom? Is there any holiday?"

Ji Jingxing was startled by this question.

Did Song Yuhang and Lin Fan say bad things about her in front of Song Mother?

She smiled reluctantly: "No, nothing, if we are all right, we will leave first, it's too late."

Mother Song saw that the two people in the living room were busy, she didn't look here, and took out a red envelope from her sleeve and stuffed it into her hand.

"Take it, take it."

Ji Jingxing declined, and put it back into her hand: "Mom, this—"

The old lady's face was stern, she pushed the person out of the door directly, and she just tucked her into her pocket, her tone became softer, she was covered in silver hair, and held her hand tremblingly.

"Take it, Jingxing, this money is for Xiaowei to buy food. I am old, and I don’t have much wish. I just want to see our family and the beautiful, you and Yuhang can be happy, and Xiaowei is safe and long. Great, I’m satisfied."

Ji Jingxing's eyes were hot: "Mom——"

Mother Song waved: "Go, take the child back early, don't forget to come over and eat dumplings tomorrow."

When Mother Song returned to the room, Song Yuhang helped Lin Fan, who was pale, came out of the bathroom.

"What's wrong with this?"

"It's okay, Auntie." Lin Nianxu raised his eyes, still sweating on his forehead, his slapped face was as white as paper, and he just stood up and walked out.

"Then I will go back too."

Song Yuhang helped people sit down again: "What are you going back? How can you go back like this? I'll pour you a glass of water while I sit down."

Speaking of running into the kitchen, Song Mu also followed.

"What's the matter? Isn't it all right?"

Song Yuhang murmured while pouring water.

"I can't tell you at the dinner table. She has a bad stomach, and she has eaten too much food. Your bottle of medicinal wine has been soaked for ten years. I don't dare to drink it. You keep pour it for her. This is all right. I don’t care about the delicacies of the mountains and the sea, the rough tea and the rice are all vomited."

He said, shook his head, walked out, handed the water to her lips, carefully fed her and drank.

"The medicinal wine is spicy. If you can't drink it, don't drink it. My mother usually has no one to accompany her to drink, can I catch you?"

Lin Nian sipped the warm water, and he got better: "I'll do it myself, I'll do it myself, as long as the aunt is happy.

Mother Song was listening in the kitchen, her heart was sour and astringent, and her eyes were hot.

This child is so sensible, he can't help but feel distressed.

"Come, get bored, take a stomach-invigorating and digestive tablet, and tell your aunt about what you don’t eat in the future. Also, I just changed the bed linen in Yuhang’s room yesterday, so don’t go back today. From afar, just sleep here."

"Thank you, Auntie." Lin Nian listened to the first half of the sentence and put the pill into his mouth. In the second half of the sentence, he almost didn't choke to death, his face flushed.

"Is this... not so good?"

Mother Song went into the kitchen and took out the honey tangerine peels to make a hangover soup for her. She cooked it out and turned on the TV to watch the Spring Festival Gala: "What's wrong with this, anyway, it will be a family sooner or later. You are here with me." It’s more lively, you can't follow Yuhang when you leave."

Song Yuhang sat between them, put his arms around his mother's shoulders, winking.

"Mom, it's my mother this time."

Both elbows hit her abdomen at the same time.

Lin Yan gritted his teeth: "Song, Yu, Hang."

Mother Song: "My mother has to wash the dishes for me too!"

Song Yuhang screamed up to the sky and fell on the sofa.

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Lin House.

"Cough cough cough... Stop eating." The old man coughed and panted violently, and he was the only one sitting in the huge villa restaurant.

The room was deserted and the exquisite and sumptuous dishes on the table only took a few mouthfuls.

The woman gently patted him on the back and wiped off the saliva dripping from the corners of his lips with the handkerchief.

"Well, don't eat anymore, I will help the master go back to rest."

With that, he helped him into the wheelchair with the housekeeper and sat down firmly.

Lin Youyuan raised his eyes to look at her, his voice hoarse: "Don't be busy, Lao Lin can send me up, you can go to rest, too."

The woman rolled her eyes and wanted to say something more, but the butler had always been Lin Youyuan's confidant, and had already pushed people away.

The woman had to stomped her feet in situ hate.

The servant came and asked, "Madam, do you want these dishes?"

"What do you want? Feed the dog!" The woman pulled her veil, and her hideous face at that moment made the servant take a few steps back, and she didn't dare to look up at her again.

"Yes, ma'am."

The quiet corridor is covered with intricately patterned carpets, and the wheelchair is pushed on it silently.

Lin Youyuan coughed again, his face was haggard, his eye sockets were sunken, and he was wearing loose pajamas. The exposed skin was also loose and covered with age spots.

He was rapidly aging at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The housekeeper couldn't bear it: "Master..."

Lin Youyuan waved his hand to stop his words: "Is Ge Er here today?"

Steward Lin shook his head: "No, the young master's mother was also very ill, so she didn't come. However, he sent someone to send a gift, saying that he would come back tomorrow morning to pay a New Year's greeting."

A smile appeared on the corners of Lin Youyuan's lips: "Oh, what is it?"

"It's a simple snuff bottle. It is said to be the relic of the emperor of the Qing Dynasty. I have searched for it for you over the past half year."

"This kid, I'm interested." Lin Youyuan leaned on the wheelchair and sighed. As soon as the voice fell, he coughed constantly.

"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 credible?"

"Don't dare to guess madam." The old butler lowered his head.

Lin Youyuan held a handkerchief to her lips, and a "hohoho" sound came from his throat, and he couldn't tell whether he was coughing or laughing.

He didn't say, Lin Youyuan didn't ask any more.

"Is the young lady back?"

Steward Lin pushed him forward again and shook his head.

Lin Youyuan closed his eyes and let him push himself into the bedroom.

"It's okay if you don't come back, it's good if you don't come back."

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The huge villa returned to silence again, and a few dog barks faintly heard in the woods in the distance.

Jin Xia slipped out of the gate and turned into a nearby building.

"Didn't you tell me, don't you come here?" Lin Ge opened the study door and looked around. There was a dark light in the corridor, no one.

He yanked people in.

Jin Xiajiao cuddled into his arms tenderly, touching his chest with her fingertips.

"That old thing **** me off again."

She was wronged, but Lin Ge kicked the person away.

"Go back, this is not where you should be."

"But... Jin Xia stomped her feet very much: "When will he die? Waiting for him every day, looking at his rough, sagging skin, and having to bathe him, I feel sick. "

Lin Ge snorted coldly and walked to the desk to do his business.

"Hundred-legged insects die without being stiff, not so fast."

"But the medicine has been cast for more than half a year and I haven't seen any improvement——" Jin Xiajiao groaned, walked around in front of him, wanted to sit on his lap, and caught a glimpse of the crystal ball on the table. Yiliang.

"Wow, this one looks so good!"

She picked it up in a hand.

Before she could sit down, she was chopped off and grabbed the crystal ball and pushed her neck against the wall.

Lin Ge's eyes were red, pinching her hand gradually harder.

"Don't, touch, me, of, east, west."

Jin Xia rolled her eyes and kicked her feet on the wall. She never expected that Lin Ge, who looked thin, had such strength.

Looking at his face again, he clearly lost his former kindness, his eyes were fierce and cold, as if he was just pinching an ant to death.

Jin Xia was terrified, and gradually lost her breath, tears oozing from the corners of her eyes, and she slapped his wrists 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, when I think of her, there is still use value.

The bloodshot eyes in those eyes faded a lot.

Lin Ge let go, and Jin Xia fell to the ground all of a sudden, shaking all over, looking at him in shock and fear.

Lin Ge leaned over, helped him up gently, and even patted the dust on her skirt.

"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 choke mark on her neck. Lin Ge gently rubbed her to relieve the pain.

"Sorry, I was just impulsive, Xia Xia, it won't be anymore, you have to believe me, I can definitely save you from the sea of ​​suffering."

For a while, fierce and violent, and for a while tenderness is like water, this change of face is like turning a book and making Jin Xia's scalp numb.

She seemed to have never known this person before, and she looked at this face with a chill for no reason.

Lin Ge continued to make use of his expertise, took a glass of water from the table and handed it to her: "Sorry Xia Xia, take a sip of water slowly, come, tonight is my bad mood, you took care of Lin Youyuan very hard, I should be considerate your."

Jin Xia didn't dare to stay 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 to escape.

Soon 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, stroking the crystal ball, as if stroking the softest part of a woman.

"Lin Youyuan is not a fuel-efficient lamp, tell him she can't live even more."

"Then you don't worry, she doesn't deal with you all the time and doesn't help you anymore?"

Lin Ge snorted, now that it is no longer necessary to pretend.

"After drinking that stuff, few people are not addicted, 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 was charged to you."

The corner of the man's lips pulled out a disdainful smile: "You know, I don't want money."

"I know, don't worry." Lin Ge got up and stuffed a gold bar into his hand.

"I will help you, just like you helped me."