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It snowed heavily for three days, and the ground was covered with several thick layers of snow, so thick that you could sink deep into it with every step.
Chuchu stood in the yard, raised her hand to catch a snowflake, and said, "Mom, it's snowing again."
"A timely snow promises a good harvest." Lin Xi took a scarf and put it around her neck. "Wear it properly, or you'll catch a cold."
At first, I dared not have any objections.
It's okay if you upset your dad.
She didn't want to end up like Xiao Mu, being chased by a vengeful ghost all night, because she was going to be completely ruined by her mother.
Chu Chu looked up and asked, "Mom, are we going to the fortune-telling hall today?"
Lin Xi shook her head, "I'm not going. Today is New Year's Eve, the last day of the lunar year, a time for family reunion."
Chuchu clapped her hands happily, "New Year's Eve, setting off firecrackers and receiving red envelopes."
She counted on her fingers, "Dad's family includes great-grandfather, great-grandmother, Uncle Ji, and so on. Who are Mom's family members?"
Lin Xi looked into the distance. "A lot."
Chuchu counted, "One, two, three... I can receive so many red envelopes."
On Dad's side, Uncle Ji Heng doesn't have a girlfriend, and Aunt Ji Zheng doesn't have children, so all the red envelopes in the family go to her.
The mother's side was even more interesting, with elderly men and women, Uncle Qian, magical monsters, and the Black and White Impermanence, among others.
Chu Chu especially looked forward to receiving red envelopes.
Thump thump—!
A knock sounded at the door; the person delivering the red envelope had arrived.
Chu Chu ran off excitedly, "Mom, I'll go open the door, you rest."
"It's Uncle Yun."
Chu Chu raised her head in a bright smile, revealing two small dimples, which were both warm and sweet.
Yun Yan reached out and touched her head, but then remembered that the child was grown up, so he stopped his hand on her shoulder and patted her like a good brother.
"Long time no see, Chu Chu."
Chu Chu cried out, "Uncle Yun, you hit me too hard!"
Yun Yan squatted down. "Are you... alright?"
Yuan Qingguan was basically a boy; he didn't know how to interact with girls and spoke in a harsh tone.
Chu Chu jumped up and patted his shoulder, her face serious like an adult's. "Uncle Yun, you can't pat a girl so hard. If I were a normal girl, I would have cried already."
Yun Yan, not understanding, asked, "Then what should we do?"
"You should..." Chu Chu stuck out her tongue. "You're an adult, learn to think for yourself."
Yun Yan nodded, "What you said makes sense."
Lin Xi walked to the door and saw the two people, one big and one small, getting along harmoniously. Chu Chu was like a teacher, and Yun Yan was like a student.
This kid is trying to fool Yunyan again.
Sometimes, catching ghosts requires cooperation with the Special Administration Bureau, and the two become familiar with each other over time.
Yun Yan has high intelligence and fighting skills, but his emotional intelligence is about half that of Ji Heng. He truly believes whatever Chu Chu says.
Lin Xi coughed lightly, "It's windy outside, let's talk when we get home."
“Okay, Mom.” Chu Chu grabbed Yun Yan’s sleeve and pulled him inside.
"Uncle Yun was the first to arrive."
Why are you the only one here? Didn't you bring your girlfriend?
Yun Yan replied awkwardly, "I don't have a girlfriend."
Chu Chu suddenly stopped, her smile innocent and pure, but the words she spoke were deeply hurtful.
"Uncle Yun is so pitiful that he has never had a girlfriend."
The two, one big and one small, met each other's gazes. Yun Yan thought of jumping into the River of Oblivion to find some fierce ghosts to fight.
He stammered, "Grandmaster... Chu Chu... I didn't... I didn't teach him!"
Lin Xi covered her face, "Chu Chu!!"
It was Xiao Mu who taught him that; he didn't lock people in the dark room enough.
Chu Chu swallowed hard. "Just kidding. Uncle Yun is so easily teased. You're an adult, don't take it to heart with a child, okay?"
Yun Yan had nothing to say.
That mouth of hers is even more formidable than the junior master's; she's not someone to mess with.
Lin Xi picked up the teapot. "Never mind Chu Chu, she's been talking nonsense lately. Please sit down."
The young master personally poured tea, which Yun Yan quickly accepted.
Fu Jingyao rolled up his sleeves, wore a pink apron around his waist, and placed a plate of oranges in front of him.
"It's freshly cut and not sour."
"Thank you, thank you!"
Yun Yan was filled with trepidation and dared not sit down.
He regretted it; he shouldn't have come so early.
Who will save him?
After a while, Ji Heng came in carrying large and small bags, drank two cups of tea in one go, opened three bags of potato chips, and casually lay down on the sofa, completely acting as if he were a member of the family.
Yu noticed the tall guy next to him and waved, "Handsome, sit down, you're blocking my light."
Yun Yan: "..."
He chose a corner and sat down.
Ji Heng swallowed what was in his mouth and moved closer.
"Handsome guy, I've never seen you before!"
What's your relationship with the big boss?
"Let me introduce myself first. My name is Ji Heng, Ji as in rose and Heng as in balance. I am the eighth-generation only son of the Ji family..."
So annoying, so noisy.
Yun Yan plugged his ears with his spiritual energy, stared ahead with an aloof expression, and gave a faint "hmm".
"Little sister, I'm here!!"
Jiang Ji rushed ahead, and a tall figure came into view, causing him to fall silent.
I almost forgot that my younger sister has married Fu Jingyao, my older brother's mortal enemy.
Facing Fu Jingyao was like facing the King of Hell himself; he dared not shout or yell.
Jiang Chi walked in slowly, one hand in his pocket. "Excuse me, my second brother and I have decided to spend the New Year here this year."
"Welcome." Fu Jingyao nodded slightly. "Please have a seat. I'll go cut a few more plates of oranges."
He turned around, revealing a pink apron.
Jiang Ji's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.
Who is this guy with such a strong sense of family?
Is he still the same domineering CEO Fu Jingyao, who was once so powerful, cunning, and whose every move shook the capital?
My sister is really good at training me.
Jiang Ji nearly choked on his breath and coughed while clutching his throat.
Chu Chu climbed onto the sofa and pressed on the acupoint.
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