Time enters the twelfth lunar month.

Even though the Chinese New Year is still some time away, Lian Yi is already extremely excited.

He took Fu Xiao out shopping every day, and he bought clothes for everyone in the family.

Mu Lianshen looked at the clothes he handed over, his expression hard to describe: "Do you really have to make us wear red ones?"

Lian Yi nodded, "We must wear red to celebrate the New Year."

"You don't have to wear red, then," Mu Lianshen threw the clothes back to him with disdain, "Just take a rest, just take An An for a walk, don't buy my clothes."

Lian Yi took off the clothes and looked at Fu Xiao blankly with blinked eyes, "Xiao Xiao, doesn't this dress look good?"

"This..." Fu Xiao turned and left. She chose not to get involved in adults' affairs.

Mu Lianshen would never wear this outfit, even if he were beaten to death. It is more festive than the groom.

Lian Yi looked unconvinced, feeling that his hard work had been trampled upon. He turned his gaze to Zhai Jiu and said, "Brother Jiu, you wear it, since you are about the same height anyway."

"No need," Zhai Jiu refused in such a loud voice that his voice broke: "I have enough clothes of my own, you should keep these clothes for yourself."

"Xiao Yi, I don't think it's necessary for the whole family to wear red clothes. Just wear it and look good."

After hearing what Zhai Jiu said, Lian Yi rolled his eyes around without saying anything. He then came to Fu Xiao and started mumbling something.

Mu Lianshen looked at Liannian who was standing beside him, "Is he like this every year?"

Lian Nian said calmly: "He is just too happy. Usually there are only two of us at home during the New Year, and he missed you too much."

"We will accompany him this year," Mu Lianshen's tone softened a little. He was still soft-hearted and didn't say much. He just said, "But there's no need to dress so exaggeratedly. Just have a good drink and get together."

Liannian smiled and said, "Even if he says so, he won't listen to you. Let him do whatever he wants."

Indeed, Lian Yi came to see Fu Xiao to discuss what to prepare before going out tomorrow.

It was Fu Xiao’s first time to celebrate the New Year in Hong Kong, and he found some things strange, so he cooperated with him very well.

"Uncle Yi, buy some more fireworks,"

"Yes, yes, fireworks and firecrackers are indispensable. We also need to buy some red paper and ask your father to write the couplets. He has good handwriting."

"Yi Ning, think about what else..."

Yi Ning was forced to join the discussion, but she had been wandering with her brother and had not spent the New Year properly, so she could not offer any constructive suggestions. After hesitating for a long time, she only said, "Buy more food."

Lian Yi nodded in agreement, "Okay, buy some more food and some candy."

Fu Xiao smiled and said, "Uncle Yi, no one should come to wish you a happy new year. We don't have any children at home, so why would we buy candy?"

"Who said there isn't one? The child of the eldest brother of the Lian family will come on the first day of the first lunar month. Besides, you and Xiao Ning are just children. I tell you, you must buy more of this peanut crisp candy, it's delicious."

Yi Ning watched the two people's discussion with a smile on her face, and there was a warmth in her eyes that she had never seen before.

Is she also considered a child of this family?

She is obviously just an outsider.

This family is really nice.

But how long can she stay here?

After all, Fu Xiao's home is not here.

The two of them were unaware of Yi Ning's inner turmoil, and the list they made filled up an entire page.

Fu Xiao scratched his head and looked at these things. "Uncle, why don't we ask Aunt Wang and the others to help us? We can buy them all."

Lian Yi refused: "No, it's only meaningful to prepare the New Year's goods by yourself. You have to buy everything yourself, and even cook the meals yourself. After a while, Aunt Wang and the others will have a holiday."

"Okay," Fu Xiao had no objection.

So she followed Lian Yi around for the past two days, and they visited almost all the streets and markets in the port city.

That night.

A quiet teahouse.

A middle-aged man came running towards them. The young man behind him looked as if he wanted to say something but hesitated because of the man's expression.

The middle-aged man pushed the door open and looked at the man sitting at the tea table. He asked with a sullen face, "An Heng, did you do what happened to your second uncle?"

The man was wearing a black coat and a pair of long legs in suit trousers. His legs were crossed and his bony hands were tapping on the armrests. Those hands were beautiful and slender, a pair of perfect artist's hands.

Hearing this, he stopped tapping, slowly lowered his legs, and said calmly, "I did it."

An Yihua's eyes sank slightly: "Why? Haven't we reached a consensus? You also got what you wanted, why do you want to kill us all?"

Shen Xingzhou raised his eyes, and a deep gaze fell on him, "An Yiran is still alive, just a broken leg, is this killing him?"

"You were the ones who wanted to kill him, right? Third Uncle, you killed two people. I am generous enough to spare his life."

An Yihua's eyes suddenly narrowed, as if he remembered the past, and he could no longer raise questions, so he lowered his head.

After a while, he smiled bitterly and said, "Why did you suddenly do these things? We had clearly discussed it before."

There was a hint of a smile in Shen Xingzhou's deep eyes, and he slowly said, "Why not ask your son?"

An Yihua's eyes fell on An Bing who was hesitant to speak. An Bing spoke at the right time: "Dad, I tried to stop you just now, but you didn't listen. It was my second uncle who went to the old house to cause trouble again. Grandpa was so angry that he fainted."

An Yihua's face suddenly became gloomy. At this time, Shen Xingzhou chuckled: "It's not just that."

He looked up, his expression lazy and careless: "He also found someone privately and planned to kidnap someone. Who do you think was kidnapped?"

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