It suddenly cooled down at night, and Lin Yuzheng moved the flowers and plants in the yard into the house in a pot.

A car light was sweeping in the distance, Lin Yu squinted his eyes and looked at it, and then he buried his head in his work again.

The car stopped at the entrance of the yard. Lin Qiu pushed the door open and said with a smile: "Dad, it's cold and cold, what are you busy with outside?"

"The weather forecast says there will be snow tonight. I am afraid that it will snow and will freeze these flowers and plants, so I think of carrying them into the house." When Lin Yu spoke, he tried a little hard, and picked up the pot of rose planted in "the hard pot of the seal from the Shang and Zhou dynasties".

"Don't move, don't move." Lin Qiu quickly stopped him, stepped forward and snatched the pot of rose from his father's arms, and said, "Be careful. You can't just strait your waist. Wouldn't this be done if you leave it to the aunt?"

"Aunt Auntie is also a woman? We still have to do such rough work," Lin Yu retorted.

"I'll do it." Lin Qiu said: "You old man sits on the sofa and rest and drinks tea. If you knock and fold your waist, you'll probably everyone will scold me for being incompetent."

"Who made you a man at home?" Lin Yu patted Lin Qiu's shoulder and said, "I originally thought it was your sister who was back, but I didn't expect it was you who came back..."

“…”

Lin Qiu was full of bitterness. Why was he so disliked?

Lin Yu ignored Lin Qiu's resentful eyes that he saw and asked, "By the way, today is Christmas Eve, why haven't your sister come back yet?"

"I don't know either." Lin Qiu said: "Do you go out with Chixue and the others to celebrate the holiday? Don't they have to have a dinner together every Christmas Eve?"

"Then you should call and say it to your family." Lin Yu said complainingly: "Christmas Eve is a holiday that I hope the whole family will be safe, so naturally the whole family should sit together for a reunion dinner. When can't friends have dinner together? Which day can't they have dinner together?"

"Dad, when did you start to care about these foreign festivals?" Lin Qiu asked with a smile: "We used to say we wanted to buy Christmas trees to dress up at home. You also said that other people's festivals are just celebrating what are we celebrating?"

"Maybe I'm getting older," Lin Yu sighed and said, "I think no matter what festival it is, it is a day to bring the family together and have a happy meal."

"Dad, you are not old." Lin Qiu put the flower pot in the corner of the living room and said, "How about I call my sister and ask?"

"Stop calling." Li Lin sat in the living room watching TV. After hearing the conversation between the two of them, she spoke out: "I called me on the first day of the New Year and said that she had dinner with friends today and would not come back for dinner."

"I know." Lin Qiu shrugged and said, "Did you find out that it's better for your son?"

"I didn't notice it." Lin Yu said in a buzzing voice, walked to Li Lin and sat down, and asked, "When did you call me in the first year of junior high school? Have you ever said you had a dinner with friends?"

Li Lin looked at Lin Yu in confusion and said, "What's wrong with you today? Why do you care so much? You never worried about where you go on the first day of the junior high school before, and even advised me not to worry, saying that you should have your own private life when you are old... Who can I have a dinner with? It must be Chi Xue, Song Lang and the others."

Lin Yu thought for a while and said, "You call Song Lang's mother and ask him where Song Lang will have dinner tonight."

"Old Lin, what are you doing?" Li Lin said, "Is something wrong?"

"Nothing happened." Lin Yu held Li Lin's hand and said with a smile: "I just thought... I'm leaving this daughter outside, just like bacon hanging under the eaves of the corridor. I don't know which cat is thinking about it. Or is it safer to take back the meat and hang it on the head of the bed? Do you think?"

"What are you thinking?" Li Lin pushed Lin Yu's arm and said, "Didn't you say that? My daughter is old and she should have her own life. Besides, you don't know what your own daughter looks like? She was spoiled by you since she was a child, and her eyes grew on the top of her head. She doesn't even look down on Song Lang's good child. Do you think of any other child who can catch her eyes? If I can fall in love with a boy, I'm thankful. Finally, I solved a problem, right?"

"I mean, what if she likes the boy from the Jiang family?" Lin Yu said in a deep voice.

Li Lin looked surprised and asked, "Jiang family boy? Jiang Lai?"

"Mom, why are you mentioning the master? What's wrong with the master?" Lin Qiu entered the door with a cup of white chrysanthemum. When he heard Li Lin talking about Jiang Lai's name, he couldn't help but ask.

"Shut up." Li Lin shouted.

“…”

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Lin Chuyi blinked his long eyelashes, then held the cup and lowered his head to drink water.

After a long time, he raised his head again and looked at Jiang Lai in a steady state, asking, "Why?"

Why?

Loving someone requires a reason, and not loving someone requires a reason.

However, you have clearly stated so many reasons for loving someone, but why did you give the answer "not like it"?

Lin Chuyi felt very sad.

This kind of sadness cannot be seen, touched, or even said.

However, the sadness was real, like a chest pressed by a big rock, strangled by a rope, her throat. She felt her body falling heavily and falling all the time, but she didn't know where the final landing point was, and even her breathing became difficult.

But she is Lin Chuyi, she is the proud Lin Chuyi!

Therefore, she cannot show sadness and cannot let tears flow out.

You have to laugh, pretend to be nothing.

Jiang looked at Lin Chuyi and said with a smile: "I'll tell you a story?"

"Okay." Lin Chuyi held the glass full of lemonade with both hands and said with a smile: "I like to listen to people tell stories the most."

Jiang Lai picked up the lemonade and took a sip, looked towards the kitchen, thinking, why haven’t the food served today? Is it because there are too many guests during the holidays?

Jiang Lai felt that if he didn't serve food, he would have to visit his grave.

After a moment of silence, he said a little annoyed: "I don't know when to start telling it all at once. Why don't you wait for me to go back and write down the story and send it to you? I won't tell it, but I can write it."

"Let's talk about Dunhuang." Lin Chuyi took the initiative to remind him, saying: "I know you were born in Dunhuang. I also like Dunhuang very much. I go there once every autumn."

Jiang Lai nodded and said, "Then let's start with the autumn in Dunhuang. I also like the autumn in Dunhuang the most. The winter in Dunhuang is too cold and the summer is too hot. There is almost no shadow in spring. I feel that after winter, I jump to summer and do not give any transition time at all."
Chapter completed!