The year the college entrance exam ended, on the afternoon of the day of university registration, Ling Han returned from a business trip and hurried back to the old mansion. She was about to leave and had already packed her luggage. When she arrived at the old mansion, she saw a circle of servants surrounding the century-old tree in the yard, nervously looking at the top of the tree.
Seeing that the young master had returned, the servants consciously made a path for him.
When he looked up, he saw Ye Huanyan climbing on the tree trunk, holding a shivering little white cat in her hands. She was busy handing it to the servant below.
"Hey, help me catch it."
After putting down the white cat, she finally saw Ling Han in the crowd. The hot summer wind blew through the leaves, rustling them. It blew up her messy bangs, the smile on her face, and her laughter that sounded like a silver bell was blown up.
"Brother Ling Han …"
"You're climbing so high. Do you want to go to heaven?"
Ling Han glanced at her in annoyance.
Although he scolded her, he couldn't help but reach out his arms to her. His eyes were full of helplessness.
In the blink of an eye, it was already eight years ago.
Ling Han looked at the slightly swaying red rope at the top of the ladder and suddenly became a little absent-minded.
The cold wind chilled the sweat on his body.
The rise and fall of his chest gradually calmed down. Ye Huanyan suddenly realized something and her whole body stiffened.
Ling Han also came back to his senses.
"Let go when you're done hugging." A cold voice sounded in her ears.
She was slightly stunned and quickly let go of her arms around his neck. After she steadied herself, she turned around and saw Xiao Qin standing at the gate with a stunned expression.
"Ah, I, I'll go pick up the lantern."
Xiao Qin lowered her head with a red face and ran far away with the cold wind. She picked up the red lantern that had been blown into the flower bed by the wind.
Ye Huanyan lowered her head in embarrassment and didn't know what to say.
After a while, she heard Ling Han's voice.
"Why aren't you holding the ladder?"
She raised her head and realized that at some point in time, Ling Han had already taken the lantern from Xiao Qin's hands and was preparing to climb up the ladder.
"Oh …" She quickly turned around and steadied herself on the ladder.
The big red lanterns are hung on the door frame again. At the same time, Xiao Qin has also pasted the couplet on the door. The sky is getting dark. Looking at the bright red color on the door, she finally feels that this cold old house has some New Year's atmosphere.
After the reunion dinner, the old lady gave Ye Huanyan a red packet. She looked at the two people in front of her with a smile on her face.
Ling Han curled his lips.
"How old are you? Why are you still taking red packets?"
"This is New Year's money." The Old Madam corrected, "One year at a time. Older people want their children to grow slower."
"His brain isn't good to begin with. If he presses any further, he'll lose his brain."
Hearing this, the smile on Ye Huanyan's face froze. She looked up at him, embarrassed.
The old lady glanced at Ling Han.
"Stinking brat, you're always talking nonsense. I think you don't want your New Year's money. I'll give it all to Yan Yan."
"Sigh …"
Without waiting for Ling Han to refute, the old lady pulled out another red packet from behind her like a magic trick and stuffed it into Ye Huanyan's hand. She patted the back of her hand lovingly and did not forget to turn around and roll her eyes at Ling Han.
"Keep it well. I'm not giving it to him."
Ling Han was speechless.
Looking at his deflated expression, Ye Huanyan's face finally showed a trace of a smile again. She nodded heavily. "Thank you, Grandma."
It was late at night. The old lady was old, so she did not have the habit of staying up late. She went to bed early. Ling Han and Ye Huanyan also went back to their own rooms.
Although there were not many people living in the old district, the sound of firecrackers continued from twelve o 'clock. Like every New Year's Eve, the sound of firecrackers was so noisy that people could not sleep. In the end, they could not resist the sleepiness and fell asleep amid the sound of firecrackers.
The next morning, Ye Huanyan woke up early and went to the old lady's room to pay her New Year's greetings. The old lady happily put on the new clothes Ye Huanyan bought for her and repeatedly praised her for her good taste.
Xiao Qin also received a big red packet and said some auspicious words.
"Ling Han drove to the airport early in the morning. Your uncle and the others came back at this time in the past, but they couldn't get a taxi at the airport."
Ye Huanyan supported the old lady in the living room to wait for her uncle's family, who only came back once a year. After breakfast, they chatted in the courtyard.
"Is Second Young Mistress coming back this year?"
"She hasn't been in good health these past two years. She was not comfortable traveling back and forth, so she didn't come back. She said that she was going to spend the holiday at First Young Mistress's house."
"Second Young Mistress is blessed to have so many children and grandchildren."
Speaking of this, the old lady paused and suddenly sighed.
"She's a blessed person, unlike me."
The old lady only had one son, Ling Dongming. It was said that she had given birth to two children before, but both of them died young. When Ling Dongming was born, it was difficult to give birth. After that, she caught a cold and couldn't have another child. She didn't expect that her only son, who she had raised for more than 40 years, would be the one to send him off.
She lost her husband in her middle age and her son in her later years. If the old lady hadn't been a strong person, she probably wouldn't have been able to survive.
Ye Huanyan knew that she had said something wrong and reminded the old lady of sad things, so she felt a little sad.
"Grandma, your good fortune is still to come. Don't you still have a grandson? Ling Han is now one of the top business tycoons in Lanjiang City. Everyone knows his name. There will definitely be great fortune for you to enjoy in the future! "
These were all comforting words. After saying it a lot, people would believe it.
The old lady had lived for more than half of her life, so she knew better than anyone. She had heard many comforting words, but in the end, she still had to be open-minded. She smiled.
"I'm not asking for great fortune. My only wish now is that you and Ling Han can give birth to a great-grandson for me to see."
At the mention of this, Ye Huanyan's face slightly stiffened. She forced a smile, but didn't know what to say in response.
She had no idea how to cross the gap between her and Ling Han. She could only take one step at a time.
As they spoke, the sound of a car driving past came from the front yard. Not long after, there was a burst of noise. Naonnao's laughter came from adults and children. The whole yard seemed to be lively all of a sudden.
"It's Uncle's family."
Ye Huanyan's eyes lit up.
The old lady stopped in her tracks and smiled when she heard that.
"Isn't that so? I heard Ling Li's voice. Who is she arguing with again?"
The first to appear at the entrance of the yard was Ling Dongyu's eldest son, Ling Zhan. He was already 1.8 meters tall at the age of 15, and he was more eye-catching than the average teenager. He had inherited his mother's delicate features. He was carrying things and walking towards the living room. When he got closer, he gave the old lady a New Year's greeting.
"Ma 'am, Happy New Year. I wish you all the best."
The old lady naturally wanted to give him a big red packet. He didn't refuse. After receiving it, he turned around and greeted Ye Huanyan. "Sister Yan Yan, Happy New Year. Long time no see."
This elegant and gentle appearance was not like Ling Dongyu's sloppy father. His personality was exactly the same as Ling Dongming's.
Ye Huanyan smiled slightly and nodded.
"Yes, it's been a long time. I wish you success in your studies and success in everything."
While they were talking, a large group of people rushed into the front yard. Ling Li was chasing after Ling Xue from the front yard, shouting that he would beat his own sister to death. Behind him was Chris, who was holding a baby in his hand. The scene could be said to be quite lively.
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