The Atypical Young Lady Has Returned

As soon as the words fell, the person in his arms froze for a moment.

"No need," she said.

Yin Jiujin looked at the top of her hair, "I think you treat your younger sister well. As an older sister, don't you want to give your younger sister lucky money during the Chinese New Year?"

Yan Jinyu was silent, and buried her face in his heart, "You are right, then... let's go back on the first day of the new year."

He said sullenly, "Ninth brother, come with me."

"Well, accompany you."

*

In a blink of an eye, New Year's Eve is here.

This should be the happiest New Year's Eve that the Yin family has had in the past ten years.

Early in the morning, under the leadership of Butler Wu, the servants put up lanterns and festoons and posted couplets.

Yan Jinyu and Yin Jiujin didn't join in the fun, they stayed in Biyuan, Yin Jiujin didn't know what to think, if he wanted to write the couplet himself, he posted it in Biyuan.

The two specially moved the table to the yard, and it was still snowing outside at that time, both of them were wearing red coats and red scarves, looking very festive.

This was the first time Yan Jinyu saw Yin Jiujin writing with a brush.

Helping Yin Jiujin spread out the red paper, Yan Jinyu propped his chin and watched from the sidelines.

He stared at Yin Jiujin's face for a while, and stared at the place where his pen was written for a while.

Yin Jiujin picked up the brush and wrote it like the wind in one go. The characters written are not only beautiful, but also majestic.

"Brother Jiu, your handwriting is so good, what else do you not know?"

A look of nympho.

Seeing her like this, Yin Jiujin smiled slightly.

Just by looking at this little girl, his heart softened completely.

For the first time, I feel that Chinese New Year is interesting.

Yes, the first time.

Even when he was a child, he didn't think Chinese New Year was very interesting.

After writing a couplet, Yin Jiujin looked at Yan Jinyu, "Would you like to write a couplet too?"

"Me?" Yan Jinyu pointed to himself, looking a little dazed.

Yin Jiujin nodded.

"But brother nine, I can't write with a brush."

"It's okay, come here, I'll take you to write." He stretched out his hand towards her.

"It's better not to, brother Jiu, you write, I'll just watch it." Her brush calligraphy is actually not bad, but compared with Yin Jiujin's, it's really not good enough.

After all, writing with a brush requires a lot of practice, and she didn't have that much time to practice in her early years. Although Yin Jiujin was also busy, but before he joined the army at the age of eight, he was the second youngest of the Yin family, and he was gifted and intelligent since he was a child. The Yin family arranged many courses for him, and he learned well.

Calligraphy is one of them.

Yin Jiujin didn't take back his hand.

It seems that she insisted on letting her go and write about it.

Yan Jinyu had no choice but to finally put her hand in his, and let him lead her to his side, then, holding her in his arms, put the brush in her palm, "Hold the brush."

Yan Jinyu did so, and Yin Jiujin held her hand holding the pen with one hand and her waist with the other, and leaned over to lead her to write.

The warm breath sprayed against her ears, making Yan Jinyu shrink her neck involuntarily.

"Brother Jiu, you don't have to get so close." The two of them had been closer before, and it wasn't that Yan Jinyu didn't like Yin Jiujin's approach, it was just that it affected her performance.

"Concentrate on writing."

In the beginning, Yin Jiujin really planned to take her to write couplets. After holding her in his arms, he looked down and saw her small ears, and his eyes couldn't help but look a little deeper.

It seems that he is leading her to write, but in fact, his eyes are staring directly at her earballs.

Eyes fell on the red paper, Yin Jiujin said: "Writing must be focused on nothing else."

But when he spoke, he didn't have the slightest intention to back away.

It made Yan Jinyu even more uncomfortable.

After finishing a pair of couplets, Yin Jiujin took the pen in her hand and put it down, but the hand clasped around her waist did not intend to let go.

Just when Yan Jinyu was about to ask him to let go of her and continue to roll out new paper to write couplets, his ears warmed up.

Yan Jinyu almost couldn't stand still.

"Nine, Brother Nine, writing couplets."

"I'll write later." He held her tighter again.

At that time, outside Bi Garden, Feng Yun was about to come over to sit here, and before entering the courtyard, he saw two people huddling together in the courtyard.

Especially Yin Jiujin was still hugging the girl tightly, looking like a wolf and a tiger.

Seeing him raise his eyebrows, he turned and left.

He hasn't had a good year in so many years, and he was shown off when he came to visit.

After a while, Yin Jiujin turned her around, lifted her chin and kissed her.

Originally, the two had been staying together recently and were always sticky, but Yin Jiujin felt that no matter how much he kissed his little girl, it was not enough, as if she had magic power in her body, she was fatally attractive to him.

After a long time, a kiss is over.

Leaning in Yin Jiujin's arms, Yan Jinyu cast a glance at him, "Brother Jiu, why are you doing this? You clearly agreed to write couplets seriously."

Yin Jiujin hugged her, stroked her long hair, his eyes were full of tenderness and doting, "Well, let's write seriously."

After that, Yin Jiujin wrote the couplets, but when he wrote the couplets, he held Yan Jinyu in his arms with one hand.

Apart from helplessness, Yan Jinyu also had other emotions.

My heart is warm, wishing that time would stay at this moment forever.

Since she was two years old, this is the first time she has experienced the taste of Chinese New Year. In the past...

Oh, she didn't celebrate the New Year much in the past.

Occasionally one or two years before New Year's Eve, Afeng and the others were still there, Meimei and Xiaoyu cooked, and the four of them had a meal together.

But at that time, there was a possibility of death at any time, and there was naturally no atmosphere during the Chinese New Year.

Later, Guisha Island was destroyed, and she was separated from the three of them, and there was no New Year's Eve.

"Ninth brother."

Yin Jiujin took a pen and wrote down a word, "Huh?"

"Every new year in the future, let's write couplets and post them together."

Holding her hand for a while, Yin Jiujin looked down at the top of her hair, and replied like a promise: "Okay."

After writing the couplet, the two really posted it by themselves.

If I don't post it anywhere else, I will post Yin Jiujin's Biyuan.

The two were busy up and down, looking like a young couple, very warm.

Because it was New Year's Eve and they wanted to have a New Year's Eve dinner, the two of them didn't go to the main building for dinner as usual, but went there two hours earlier.

Instead of asking the two to help in the kitchen, Qin Jianjia and Min Qinglan told the servants to keep busy.

As for Yan Jinyu, Qin Jianjia thoughtfully ordered the servant to warm a can of yogurt for her, and she sat beside Yin Jiujin with the yogurt in her arms and watched TV.

news channel.

Apart from them, there were Yin Wuzhan, Yin Yuhan and Feng Yun on the sofa, and Yin Shuguo was sitting on his big chair.

After sitting for a while, Yan Jinyu got bored, so he handed the yogurt to Yin Jiujin, and started playing games with his mobile phone.

Yin Jiujin didn't let Yin Jiujin put down the yogurt, and after playing for a while, he leaned over and took a sip from the straw.

Yin Jiujin wasn't impatient at all, he helped her hold the yogurt with one hand, and wrapped her waist with the other to watch her play games.

After watching, I began to guide her again.

Yan Jinyu couldn't take it anymore, so he glared at him, "Ninth brother, I said, don't always give me tricks when I play games, you will affect my performance."

"Okay, you play, I don't talk."

After a while, I couldn't help but say it again.

A few people watching from the side: "..." If it wasn't for that face that couldn't be faked, they would have thought that this was not the Jin'er they knew.

With this personality and style, who would believe that he is the Ninth Master who is scary just by mentioning his name?

It turns out that this is how the two get along in private.

Several people had different thoughts, but no one disturbed them.

Most likely, they hadn't seen Yin Jiujin like this for many years.

I didn't think it was impolite for them to play games in front of their elders. As a family, they were the youngest in the family, so they had to be so happy during the Chinese New Year.

The most important thing is that Yin Jiujin is too different from what they usually see.

These years, he was so indifferent to them because of the conflicts back then.

After all, seeing Yin Jiujin like this, Mr. Yin smiled.

Although Yin Wuzhan was drinking tea quietly, his expression didn't seem to change, but Yin Yuhan who was closest to him still saw the inconspicuous smile on the corner of his lips.

After a round, when Yan Jinyu emphasized to Yin Jiujin again not to disturb her by making noises, Feng Yun spoke up.

"Jin'er, if you want to play games, download one on your phone, you and Yu'er can still form a team."

Yin Jiujin raised his eyes to look at him, and staged for him what is called the fastest face change in history.

The moment he raised his eyes, he was that calm and desolate Jiu Ye again.

"Ninth brother, cousin is right, or you and I team up, take out your phone and download one."

Yin Jiujin directly refused, "No."

playing games? He is not interested.

What he enjoys is not playing games, but being with his little girl.

He just likes to watch her play.

Seeing his rascal and coquettish look, Yan Jinyu sighed helplessly, "Okay, then don't bother me anymore."

"Um."

A promise is a promise, Yan Jinyu will continue to give tactical guidance when he is playing games.

Have fun.

Qin Jianjia and Min Qinglan who came out of the kitchen looked sideways.

Min Qinglan stared at them for a while, then turned and went into the kitchen.

The mood is very complicated.

She was in a complicated mood, so why not the others.

Especially Feng Yun.

You know, he not only knows Yin Jiujin, but also Yan Jinyu.

When the two of them were together, not only Yin Jiujin was abnormal, but Yan Jinyu was also abnormal.

In Feng Yun's impression, Yan Jinyu was cold and talkative, although most of the time she had a smile on her face, looking soft and innocent.

Seeing her like this at this moment is really emotional.

At the Yin family's New Year's Eve dinner, everyone didn't talk much, but they ate very warmly and satisfyingly.

Seeing this scene, Grandma Wu, the elder of the Yin family, hid silently and wiped away her tears.

For so many years, it was the first time that the Yin family had such a New Year's Eve dinner.

After the New Year's Eve dinner, Yan Jinyu received a lot of red envelopes, and even Min Qinglan handed one to her.

She raised her eyes to look at Min Qinglan, but saw that Min Qinglan was taken aback and put the red envelope in her hand, turned around and left.

It's not pretending, Min Qinglan was really frightened.

How scary is she?

"Ninth brother."

Seeing Min Qinglan's actions, Yin Jiujin felt a little complicated, and raised his hand to rub the top of her hair, "Don't worry about it, just accept it."

"No, I want to ask Brother Jiu, where is your red envelope? Did you not prepare it for me?" Yan Jinyu blinked.

She looks so rich like this.

Yin Jiujin thought it was funny, so he lowered his head and kissed her angrily, regardless of whether there were other people present.

He took out the red envelope from his pocket, and flicked her forehead with his fingers, "I prepared it for you a long time ago, little money fan."

Yan Jinyu didn't mind that he flicked her forehead, so she happily took it, and opened it, it was a black card.

"Tsk tsk" twice, "Ninth brother, the evil capitalist."

Yin Jiujin kissed her angrily again, pulled her out of the main building, and walked towards Biyuan.

*

One side is warm and beautiful, but the other side is miserable.

Yu's family in the imperial capital.

basement.

The person in the wheelchair was pushed away from the basement by one person. There were several people behind them, and one of them was supported by others, as if he had injured his leg.

It was Liu Guang and his party.

It was Yu Quan, the old man of the Yu family, who led them the way.

"Sir, today is New Year's Eve, and their defense will not be so strict. I have made arrangements, the car is waiting outside, and you can leave tonight."

"It takes five or six hours to drive from the imperial capital to Yuncheng. I wanted to prepare a helicopter for you, but I was afraid that you would be noticed if you made too much noise. May I arrange someone to drive for you?"

"No need." The embarrassment was the embarrassment, but Liu Guang's aura still made Yu Quan shrink his neck in fright.

"Sir, the lady has been trying to contact you these days. Are you going to tell her where you are? Or meet her?"

Liu Guang glanced at him fiercely, Yu Quan quickly shut up.

"I was talking too much."

"Take good care of her in the imperial capital, don't let her do bad things. Years of planning are ruined at once, and she is also an idiot."

Yu Quan tremblingly said, "Good sir."

"Sir, I have something to do in the future, should I go directly to Feng's house to find you?"

The Feng family in Yuncheng is a very low-key family with a history of a hundred years.

"Call if you have something to do!" Liu Guang looked at him like a fool.

"Yes, sir, I am confused."

"Be quiet in a short time, and don't need to do anything for the time being, I have my own plan."

"Yes, sir."

*

Yin family, Biyuan.

Yan Jinyu was lying in Yin Jiujin's arms when the phone rang.

It was Yan Jinyun calling.

Looking at the time, it was almost ten o'clock in the evening.

Yan Jinyu and Yin Jiujin returned to Biyuan after the New Year's Eve dinner at six o'clock.

She was about to get up to answer the phone, but Yin Jiujin clung to her tightly, Yan Jinyu could only give up and just answer it.

"Cloud."

Yan Jinyu called Yan Jinyun, before the Yin family had the New Year's Eve dinner.

It's just ordinary chatting, and Yan Jinyun remembers to eat New Year's Eve dinner and so on.

At that time, Yan Jinyun was normal, but now, Yan Jinyu answered the phone, but there was no movement on the other side of the phone.

Patting Yin Jiujin's hand, Yin Jiujin let go of her.

Yan Jinyu sat up, Yin Jiujin took the nightgown and put it on her, and lay down again, leaning directly on her lap.

"Cloud?"

"Sister." Yan Jinyun's tone sounded a bit strange.

"Well, what's the matter?"

*

See you tomorrow.