Chapter 253 Calculating Ah Chi? What are you referring to?
Chapter 253: Scheme against Ah Chi? What are you referring to?
This corner is leeward from the wind, but the weather is still very cold in the cold winter months.
Especially at night, after a while, the tip of the baby's nose will turn red from the cold.
Dandan floated in a corner where the baby could not see, quietly watching this scene.
This was the most miserable New Year he had ever had.
Tsk, that’s okay.
Barely.
"Edan, Happy New Year!" The baby finally finished a dance and congratulated her with bright eyes.
The little egg man replied coldly, "Okay, I'll count you as having passed."
"Edan, you've been hiding for a long time. You can finally let me see you during the Chinese New Year, right? Come out quickly. I know you are a little chicken now. Qiqi won't laugh at you!"
"..." The little eggman lost his balance and fell to the ground.
Do you know Dandan?
The way I look now, I don’t even dare to look in the mirror!
Show it to you? I’m overthinking it.
Dandan withdrew into the sea of consciousness with a dark face, stared into the void with sharp eyes, and gritted his teeth.
Will his hair grow back?
He also recognized the yellow-haired chicken cub, damn!
The voice of an old woman calling for her baby came from the hall.
After the little baby ran away, the starlight in the corner went out.
It's almost ten o'clock, and the elderly and children don't have enough energy, so they start yawning all day long when it's time to rest.
Qiqi was very good tonight. She brushed her teeth, washed her face and went to bed without being urged.
When she hugged the quilt and fell asleep, the baby still had a sweet smile on her lips.
Tomorrow is the first day of the Lunar New Year. When Qiqi gets up from sleep, he will receive the New Year's money.
That night, Qiqi's dream was filled with red envelopes.
The card game in the main room ended around ten o'clock.
Song Yueliang couldn't stay up late, so when she felt sleepy, she left the card table and went back to her room to rest.
None of the remaining three men returned to their rooms. The three of them were responsible for staying up late this evening.
The people dispersed and the room became quiet. For a while, the only sound was the beeping sound of the charcoal fire burning in the brazier.
The joyful and harmonious atmosphere during the card game seemed to drift away in an instant.
"The three of us haven't gotten together to talk for many years, right?" Fu Yanchi took two bottles of beer left over from dinner from the corner and stuffed one bottle into Yan Xi and Yan Qin's hands. "Last time Aqin brought something over.
I happen to be not at home."
Yan Xi snorted and bit open the cap of the beer bottle, "What many years? That's too few. You left Kyoto for twenty years, and during that time you went back less than five times to gather together?"
The dog man really has the nerve to say that.
"When did I go back in the past? Didn't you see me walking away with my nose in the air? In the end, Aqin had to come forward to bring you back." Fu Yanchi retorted and looked at Yan Qin, "It's been the same as before in the past few years.
Don’t want to go back to celebrate the New Year?”
Yan Qin hummed lightly and took a sip of beer. "It doesn't matter whether I go back or not. No one is waiting for me at home anyway."
Fu Yanchi was silent for a moment, then reached out and patted the man's arm without saying anything.
Only Yan Xi couldn't help but curled her lips and complained, "I blame you for being too generous with the money. If you hold on to the money and don't give it a try, the second uncle and second aunt will come to you automatically. If you point east, they will go east."
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"I didn't give the money to make them wait for me, I gave them money to buy them a clean ear," the man said.
Yan Xi was annoyed and frowned, "Do you know how to chat? You can choke up whatever you say and make the atmosphere tense. You did it on purpose during the Chinese New Year, didn't you Yan Qin?"
Hearing this, Fu Yanchi and Yan Qin looked at each other and laughed.
"It's just that he has a bad temper, and it gets worse at a moment's notice."
"I am impatient and not willing to listen to what others say."
The second room in the Yan family, Yan Qin's parents are married in a family marriage, and both of them are considered to be weird.
The male is a playboy and incompetent, and is incapable of doing anything except eating, drinking and having fun.
Women are not inferior either. After giving birth to a child, they spend all day having fun outside.
The husband and wife each have their own wonderful things, and they enjoy living and drinking outside with the dividends from the company's shares. As for their son, no one has any extra thoughts to care about them.
Yan Qin relied on a nanny to take care of him when he was a child, otherwise he might not have been able to grow up safely.
It was not until later that the couple had too much fun and didn't have enough money to spend, so they decided to sell the shares to cash out, which completely angered Yan Huai. On the day Yan Qin officially came of age, he forcibly transferred the shares belonging to the second room to Yan Qin's name.
Otherwise, those few shares would have been lost long ago.
But this also led to the couple looking for Yan Qin as soon as they ran out of money. If they gave him money, they would be fine with each other, but if they didn't, they would have no peace at all.
In short, in Kyoto's upper class circles, the Yan family's second-bedroom couple is a joke.
It’s so true that it’s hard to put into words.
"I heard you guys say during dinner that Yan Xi is going to open a factory and build a company?" The atmosphere relaxed, and Yan Qin seemed to find a random topic and asked.
Yan Xi did not mince her words, and nodded in response, "You are twenty years old after all, so you have to find something serious to do for yourself. Otherwise, you have to stay at home and grow old and not be laughed at? I don't want to lose that person."
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"Have you decided what to do?"
"Just mess around, practice your skills first, whether it will work or not is another matter." Yan Xi didn't want to say too much.
Ever since he knew that someone was trying to cause trouble behind his back, and that Yan Qin was not of the same mind as them, he had a layer of defense in his heart.
I always feel that Yan Qin can't believe anything, and he always has a sly look on his face.
Regarding factory and company matters, he should just discuss them with Fu Yanchi.
Hearing that the young man didn't want to talk more, Yan Qin narrowed his eyelids and smiled without asking any more questions.
"No, what do you mean by smiling? Are you so serious? If you have any dissatisfaction, just say it directly. Don't do that to me all the time. I'm not happy to guess! Do you have any objections to me?"
Young Master Yan Xi's temper comes at the drop of a hat, and he can fall out of favor faster than turning the pages of a book.
"What would I say to you? You think too much." Yan Qin seemed helpless.
He knew Yan Xi's temper very well, so he couldn't go against it, he could only smooth it out.
During the years when Fu Yanchi was away from Kyoto, Yan Xi was still close to him. In comparison, he was more like Yan Xi's brother at that time.
So for Yan Xi, Yan Qin himself couldn't explain why, but he would be more tolerant.
It's not like his style outside, which is cold and harsh.
However, today the yellow-haired young man seemed particularly aloof. He ignored his concessions and said aggressively and sullenly, "If you don't have a problem with me, then you have a problem with Fu Yanchi? They are all from the Yan family. We grew up together.
What can't be said directly? Do you have to say one thing on the surface and another behind the scenes? Okay, if you don't say it today, then I will. Let me ask you, why are you plotting against Fu Yanchi?"
Hearing this, the smile on Yan Qin's face faded, and after reflecting on the ginger slices, his eyes slowly turned cold.
He glanced slightly sideways at the cheerful and silent Qing Jun man beside him, and understood that today was the Hongmen Banquet.
Yan Qinfu smiled softly again. When he came, he never expected to be at peace.
"Scheming Ah Chi? Which thing are you referring to?" He leaned back slightly and leaned on the back of the bamboo stool, his aura suddenly becoming tougher. "You mean that I want to marry Song Yueliang, or that I pretend to be Qiqi's father? Or is it that I want to marry Song Yueliang?
Is it some other little thing that I can’t remember?”