After breakfast, it was still early. Xia Youyou pestered Cao An to take a photo of her and her mother. The four of them walked out of the yard and took a group photo in the snow. Finally, Liu Hui followed suit and took a photo of the three of them.

Xia Youyou snuggled up to the two men, like a little princess being cared for.

After taking the photo, they were taken to Qi's house. The two of them kowtowed to the old man and wished him a happy new year. Xia Youyou received another red envelope. Happy and auspicious words came out one after another, and the old man was so happy that he couldn't stop smiling.

Xiao Hai was watching the excitement from the side. He didn't go home last night and stayed directly in the guest room of the Qi family.

Xia Youyou glanced at the clothes he was wearing. Well, they were not bad, but he was too skinny!

The two of them led Xiao Hai, Zi Bo, and ten others out to pay their respects to Liu Hui. They marched through the alleys in a mighty procession, moving from house to house. Neighbors stopped and made way, curiously peeked in.

Zi Bo and his friends wished Liu Hui a happy new year, but they felt embarrassed to accept the red envelope.

Xia Youyou pulled them together and started a snowball fight in the yard.

Cao An shook his head, went out with his mother to pay New Year's greetings to Grandpa Qi, and came back ten minutes later to join the battle.

The fourteen men were divided into two camps. Cao An and Xiao Hai led five of them, while Xia Youyou and Qi Siling also led five. Using the courtyard's covered bridge as a dividing line, they began fighting across the pond.

Qi Siling protected Xia Youyou, acting as her human shield and throwing a snowball at her from time to time.

Zi Bo followed Cao An, squatting on the ground and making snowballs, which filled up all around Cao An's feet.

Cao An looked down and saw this scene, and touched his head with amusement, "Don't worry about me, come and play too." He seized the opportunity and threw one at Xia Youyou's head at a tricky angle.

She was rolling up a snowball with her head down, and it exploded on her head. Xia Youyou glared at Cao An in grievance.

Qi Siling jokingly brushed off the snow foam from her to prevent it from falling onto her neck and freezing her. Then he turned around and threw one at Cao An.

Cao An didn't dodge or evade, and the snowball exploded in his chest, letting the little girl watch the fun, which made her smile again. Yes, she still had to be spoiled!

After exchanging pleasantries with Mr. Qi, Liu Hui returned to prepare lunch, only to find the yard already a mess. She dodged them with amusement and quickly headed for the kitchen. She had to cook for two tables and was worried she'd be too busy.

Xia Youyou noticed it and threw a snowball to block her way.

Liu Hui scolded her amusedly, "You even hit your mother!"

"Mom, come and play with us!" Xia Youyou waved at her excitedly.

"You guys play, Mom's going to prepare lunch. Let's eat together at home later. I've already made arrangements with your Grandpa Qi!"

Zi Bo stood up upon hearing this and said, "Aunt, I'll go help you!"

"We can help too!" Several children also stood up and left.

Liu Hui quickly stopped them, "Hey, kids, why are you joining in the fun? Go play your own games. It's New Year's Day, and children should just have fun!"

Cao An brushed off the snow on his body, stood up and stopped Zi Bo, "You guys have your fun, I'll go."

"Brother Cao, I'll go with you. I can cook too!" Zi Bo followed him closely and refused to stop.

Finally, a group of people went to the kitchen again, some washed vegetables, some cut vegetables, some lit the fire, some washed rice, and some cooked rice. In a short time, the preparations were done and they were just waiting to start cooking.

Liu Hui didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Okay, you can go back to playing now! This is none of your business, right? It's still early, and it's not time to cook yet!"

Xia Youyou said hello and went to the front yard again. A new round of fighting had begun.

This birthday was the happiest she had ever had in all those years, with her lover, family, and friends around her. Even though she was exhausted, she still insisted on throwing the ball across the street.

Qi Siling only shielded him from the impact, not even noticing the wetness of her clothes behind her. Looking at the happy little girl in front of him, his heart was filled with satisfaction. But when he thought about how they would be separated from each other from today onwards, and wouldn't see each other again until they got married, he began to feel melancholy. Time must pass quickly! Last night in his dream, he finally gave up and released himself violently into her hands, feeling a sense of relief both physically and mentally.

I don’t know what the wedding night will be like.

I can’t think about it anymore! He quickly stopped thinking, bent down, made a snowball and threw it at Cao An.

Not surprisingly, it exploded on him again, drawing his retaliation.

Xia Youyou screamed and hid in his arms, and was hit several times on the back. His chest trembled with laughter, and he held her tightly, throwing her back one after another, without caring whether she was aiming or not.

After the battle, a group of people returned to the house, took off their coats and hung them on the fire wall to dry.

Xia Youyou leaned in the armchair. She was a little tired and began to feel drowsy again.

Qi Siling bent down and looked at her worriedly, "What's wrong?" He put his hand on her forehead, making sure she didn't feel hot before putting it down. "Are you tired?"

"Yeah, a little tired."

Following her head, he said, "Go to sleep after dinner, bear with it for a while?"

Xia Youyou closed her eyes and nodded.

After lunch, Xia Youyou had no appetite, so she drank some soup and went back to the house.

Qi Siling leaned against her bed and coaxed her to sleep.

"After I go back today, I won't come over. We won't be able to see each other for a few days."

"What should I do if I miss you?" She rubbed his neck, clinging to him.

"Renren, if we get married I can be with you every day. We don't have to live in the dormitory when we go to school, how about living outside together?" He sucked her gently and coaxed her slowly.

"Will the school agree?" she mumbled sleepily with her eyes closed.

"Be good, go to sleep. I'll submit the materials to the school, don't worry." He kissed her forehead and said nothing more. His hand patted her back gently.

Xia Youyou had been detained at home for a few days and was already bored out of her mind. She could only come out on the fifth day of the New Year to help decorate the room.

These days, Qi Siling took Zi Bo and a few others to clean the house at Hua University. After the wedding, they will hire a craftsman to repaint it, and they can move in when school starts.

Xiao Hai also took Liu Hui to search for cooks from street to street. After trying many, they finally decided that two would come to work.

She drafted the employment contract and showed it to them. Cao An nodded before giving it to the cook to sign. She also drew the blueprints for the store, and they went to buy the materials and waited for the chef to come in.

A lot of thought went into the new renovation, and many aspects were taken into consideration, such as the kitchen and the toilet. For example, at the back, we took into account that everyone has bicycles and needs a place to park them, otherwise they would be parked at the gate and affect the view.

Xia Youyou is now the accountant and planner for Anhai Company. Others are responsible for the action, while she is responsible for the brain, which is quite manageable. There is no other way. This is the inconvenience of her weak body. She can't even run and jump.

There wasn't much else to say, except that he missed Qi Siling intensely. It wasn't like later times, where people who couldn't see each other could still communicate through video or phone calls. These two people, like people in ancient times, couldn't see each other until their wedding day. It was a torment for both of them.