Lin Yian thought about it and picked up the necklace. Actually, it looked pretty nice after getting used to it, but it was still a little too eye-catching to wear it out.

Lin Yian put the necklace and the envelope into the space and placed them together with the wooden box.

Let’s think of a way to add more spiritual spring water to Big Brother’s room tomorrow.

Lin Yian took out an eye-protection desk lamp and adjusted it to warm light before starting to correct the homework.

She needs to read more, maybe she'll be tired enough to fall asleep at night.

late at night.

Ji Zebai found an excuse to go out, and sure enough, there was light coming from the room opposite.

really.

Lin Yian put two drops of eye drops in his eyes to reduce the presence of red bloodshot so that someone would not notice it tomorrow.

"Huff----" I'm so tired. I want to sleep.

Lin Yian touched the oil lamp on the bedside, hesitating whether to blow it out.

"Ah Ci."

"who!"

Lin Yian saw a half-figure reflected on the window paper, and it looked like a man.

"It's me. Can't sleep?"

"Brother Ji!" Lin Yian lowered his voice, fearing to wake up other family members in the yard.

"I...I'll be asleep soon."

Lin Yian blew out the oil lamp and the room fell into darkness.

The moonlight outside the house is still bright, and the tall figure is reflected on the window paper.

"good."

Lin Yian turned over in his quilt, looked at the figure on the window paper and asked softly, "Brother Ji, aren't you going back?"

"I'll enjoy the moon for a while. This is a better location."

Why do you stay up late in the winter to admire the moon? Is the beauty of the moon freezing you?

You're asking for trouble.

Lin Yian didn't turn over again. He looked at the shadow on the window paper and gradually fell sleepy.

Counting this time, Ji Zebai has helped her twice, so he should prepare a good birthday gift for her when the time comes...

Ji Zebai stood outside the window, touched the cigarette box in his pocket but didn't light it.

There is a little girl who hates the smell of cigarettes the most.

The coldness in the courtyard was just like cold-resistance training for them and was not unbearable.

Ten minutes later.

Ji Zebai listened carefully to the breathing sounds in the room. They were steady and long, so the person must have fallen asleep.

"Ah Ci?"

There was no response and the breathing rate did not change.

"Good night. Sweet dreams."

Lin Jianhua came out to take care of his urgent need for help and felt that he seemed to have seen a shadow outside his sister's window.

Lin Jianhua took two quick steps and looked carefully. There was no one there, not even a footprint outside the window.

Is he dazzled?

Lin Jianhua turned around twice more but still found nothing.

He must have thought too much...

After Lin Jianhua returned to the house, a man climbed down from the roof and returned to the room quietly.

It looks like he is a guest.

the next day.

As soon as it was daybreak, someone in the yard got up and started cleaning up.

Wang Juan prepared the utensils for the men in the family, both big and small, for visiting the graves and worshipping the dead. Although they couldn't light incense or offer sacrifices now, they could still wipe the tombstones and weed the ancestors.

"An Guo, don't forget to tell our ancestors and ask them to bless Ah Ci so that he can be safe and healthy in the coming year."

Lin Anguo took the tool from his sister-in-law and nodded: "Sister-in-law, I will."

Before, when Jiancheng and Aci came back, Lin Dejiang and Lin Anguo had secretly gone up the mountain to worship; later, Jiancheng and Aci were injured one after another, and Lin Dejiang was supported by his two grandsons to go up the mountain again to pray for the ancestors' blessings, and to bless his eldest grandson and his only granddaughter to be discharged safely from the hospital.

In addition to telling the ancestors about the family situation this year, the main point of this New Year's ancestor worship is to hope that the ancestors will bless Jiancheng to have a smooth start at work after the spring, Aci to be healthy, and everyone in the family to be safe and sound.

After all the men, big and small, left, Wang Juan took out the dough she had just kneaded and started making steamed buns with Fan Zhu.

However, both of them moved very gently and spoke in a low voice.

After a long while, a quilt roll at the foot of the kang began to move.