Yin He started telling stories about her school days with Rong Yu's mother, which eased the awkwardness. When she got to the funny parts, Yin Changhong would chime in.
Yin Changhong: "Rong girl has a good temper and a gentle nature, unlike you, who is like a firecracker, exploding everywhere and causing a lot of trouble."
"Dad! What would it matter if you said less to me?!"
Yin Changhong snorted, "If you could be even a little bit less troublesome than Rong'er, I wouldn't say a word against you!"
Yin He looked at Yin Chengjue with a deep gaze, her eyes conveying the message: I've done my best! You handle it yourself! I don't care anymore!
Yin Chengjue, who was just watching the show, was speechless.
Yin Chengjue put down his teacup: "Then, Mom, why don't you tell me some funny stories from my childhood, like the time when Xiaoyu and I used to play together all the time?"
Yin He's eyes flickered. "Uh, this..."
Yin Qiushi poured tea for Yin Chengjue again: "You two are naughty and mischievous, always climbing on the roof and tearing off the tiles. Whenever you're looking for a beating, you two get away with it."
Yin Qiushi smiled and said, "Are you sure you want to relive that time?"
Yin Chengjue and Rong Yu: "..."
Yin He coughed lightly: "Speaking of which, when you were little, your uncle always took you out to play. I was busy with work at the time, so I only took you to Yueya's place for tea when I had time off. If you want to hear some fun stories, you'll have to ask your uncle."
Yin Chengjue: "..." No, I don't want to hear him recount how many tiles I've removed in the past.
Rong Yu didn't mind, and looked at Yin Qiushi with a pair of inquisitive eyes.
Just then, the kitchen prepared some snacks and brought them up.
The subtle sweetness of the pastries blended with the aroma of tea, adding to the atmosphere for the storyteller.
Unfortunately, Rong Yu still didn't understand Yin Qiushi. She thought she could get some information about their past from Yin Qiushi, but she didn't expect that Yin Qiushi could actually describe the two troublemakers so vividly in an hour that Rong Yu couldn't tell whether what Yin Qiushi said was true or false.
At this moment, Rong Yu missed her second brother terribly.
Compared to the others, Murong Lao Er was much more innocent and adorable, which was a very rare and precious quality that even the current Murong Xiao Si could not match.
Yin Qiushi spoke for an hour straight, his tone remaining steady, even the smile on his face unchanged. Just as he was about to continue recounting the "funny story" of the two little devils going to a haunted house and scaring the staff to death, a discordant voice suddenly interrupted...
Yin He let out a big yawn.
Yin Chengjue and Rong Yu both looked at Yin He, feeling as if they had also caught the sound of her yawning.
Yin Qiushi finally stopped and looked at Yin He: "Ahe, you haven't rested at all, have you? There are still ten minutes until lunch. You can rest after you finish eating."
The group then regained their spirits.
Rong Yu said, "Uncle has such a good memory. You remember so many things clearly."
Yin Qiushi: "It's alright, it's alright. Who told me I'd always be the one cleaning up your messes?"
Yin Qiushi gracefully picked up the small plate of snacks and sighed, "You're the ones who want to hear stories, and now that I've told you stories, you're the ones who want to sleep. You really are the same as before, you haven't changed at all..."
"Snoring..." A rhythmic snoring sound rang out just in time, causing all four of them to pause.
Everyone looked over and saw that Yin Changhong was still sitting upright, supporting himself with his cane, his eyes were lowered, his lips were tightly pursed, and his expression looked very serious.
However, the snoring coming from his side gave him away.
The mealtimes were relatively harmonious. Whether it was lunch or New Year's Eve dinner, Yin Changhong seemed to genuinely have no intention of interfering further and simply let them do as they pleased.
Moreover, it's the Lunar New Year.
This phrase can be quite effective sometimes.
After dinner, the family watched the Spring Festival Gala together. When the countdown reached midnight, they went out to set off fireworks. Seeing Yin Chengjue and Rong Yu engrossed in studying how to light the new type of fireworks they had bought, Yin Changhong finally smiled. When Yin Qiushi turned around, Yin Changhong immediately put on a serious face again.
Yin Qiushi took out his camera and photographed Yin Chengjue and Rong Yu fiddling with fireworks with their backs to them. He then placed the camera in front of Yin Changhong and said, "Dad, look."
Yin Changhong glanced at it.
In the still frame, a huge firework explodes in the distance; it's a firework lit by a house in the distance.
Yin Qiushi's shooting angle was excellent and very clever, making the two people with their backs to them look like they were standing under a fireworks tree, with the light perfectly gilding the outline of their backs with a colorful edge.
Yin Changhong wanted to say something, but then he saw Yin Qiu swipe across the screen, and the next photo appeared.
It was also a picture with fireworks in the background, but under the fireworks were two little radish heads, one slightly larger and the other slightly smaller. The two of them covered their ears and closed their eyes, as if waiting for the firecrackers that were both scary and exciting to them.
“This one of yours…” Yin Changhong looked at Yin Qiushi with some surprise.
Yin Qiushi smiled and said, "I found the photos not long ago, and I was worried that I wouldn't be able to find them next time, so I copied them to a USB drive."
"Found it suddenly?" Yin Changhong shook his head with a smile: "How can you find such old photos so easily, especially at this time? You are already busy enough with company matters, yet you still have to divert your attention to look for old photos. Don't you find it tiring?"
Yin Qiushi: "So Dad's just tired of it and doesn't want to take care of things anymore?"
Yin Changhong: "Children and grandchildren have their own blessings. I've finally figured it out. I used to interfere a lot, but what did I get in the end? They all turned against me." Yin Changhong waved his hand: "I don't care anymore. I'm too old to manage them. Let them be happy."
Yin Qiushi: "Dad isn't old at all."
Yin Changhong: "Old men and women my age can hold their great-grandchildren and hear them call them great-grandfather and great-grandmother. Aren't they old?"
Yin Qiushi: "Don't worry, if nothing unexpected happens, no one should call you great-grandfather, so you will never grow old."
Yin Changhong: "..." Is this a problem where you won't get old if no one calls you?
Over there, Yin Chengjue and Rong Yu had finally finished studying how to light all the new fireworks, while Yin He, both eager to watch and afraid, stood far away, urging them to light the most fun ones.
As the fireworks faded and the night grew cooler, everyone returned to their rooms to rest.
Yin Changhong's body couldn't withstand staying up all night. Yin Qiushi and Yin He usually worked outside and rarely came home to rest, so they skipped the New Year's Eve ceremony. After setting off fireworks and exchanging New Year's greetings, they hurried back to rest.
Well, since Yin Chengjue and Rong Yu were young, healthy, and energetic, they still continued the New Year's Eve vigil ritual, and didn't lie down and doze off for a while until five or six in the morning.
After spending the first day of the Lunar New Year at the Yin family's old house, the two drove to the Murong family's house on the second day.
They assumed that Murong He and Murong Shu, who were always busy with work, wouldn't be home. However, when they entered the house, they found the whole family watching TV, with Murong Shu and Murong Xiao Si arguing with each other.
The man and the dog seem to have an innate incompatibility, and everyone has gotten used to it.
"You're back? Come and sit down, everyone. Aunt Li made your favorite dishes today." Rong Yueya took her hand out from under the belly of a little white cat and greeted them.
To Yin Chengjue's surprise, no one mentioned the incident where the two of them ran away that day.
If Yin Chengjue still can't see it now, then he's truly a fool.
Yin He and Rong Yueya must have talked about something in private, which is why they're now turning a blind eye to them.
This situation is much better than Yin Chengjue had imagined. Yin Chengjue felt as if he were in a dream this New Year.
"What are your plans after the New Year?" Rong Yueya asked casually while petting the white cat.
Yin Chengjue: "I'll continue to focus on company matters, while Xiaoyu will be filming a new drama."
Rong Yueya: "I mean, when do you plan to have some time to see a psychologist together?"
The two people: ? ? ?
Why isn't this round over yet?
Seeing their bewildered expressions, Rong Yueya frowned and asked, "Didn't Ahe mention this to you?"
"Uh...this..."
Rong Yueya rubbed her temples: "I knew it, she didn't take my words to heart at all!"
"Mom, we're really fine!" Rong Yu said helplessly, "There's no need to see a doctor!"
Rong Yueya took out her phone and forwarded a WeChat contact to the two of them, saying, "This is that doctor's WeChat. You two should add him quickly. Honestly, none of you take this seriously. You can decide for yourselves! I won't force you. Your health is your own responsibility."
Rong Yu's eyes lit up: "Mom, you're finally not worrying about this anymore?"
Rong Yueya: "What do you mean by 'being conflicted about this'? I'm doing this for your own good!"
Rong Yu, however, automatically interpreted this as his mother no longer trying to take him to the doctor, and exclaimed joyfully, "Aunt Li! Have you prepared the food yet? I'm hungry!"
Rong Yueya watched Rong Yu run to the kitchen and couldn't help but ask, "Did you come without eating this morning?"
Yin Chengjue: "I've eaten..." and quite a lot, because he knew they were leaving, so he added a few more sausages and eggs to their noodles.
Murong He: "That..."
Murong He couldn't help but say, "Are you sure you want to continue discussing breakfast? Xiaoyu is already in the kitchen."
!!
Yin Chengjue jumped up suddenly, stepped over the back of the sofa, and rushed into the kitchen. But before he could run in, he saw Aunt Li carrying a bucket of water coming in through the back door of the kitchen, and a familiar smell of burning came from inside the kitchen.
Aunt Li: "..."
In the kitchen, a newly hired cook rushed out in a panic: "No, something terrible has happened!"
Aunt Li was clearly an experienced person; even though she hadn't been in the kitchen just now, she could guess what was going on: "The Third Young Master went into the kitchen, didn't he?"
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