Seeing Zhou Hanyun, Yang Yan flashed a knowing smile:
"Going so early?"
"Yes! There's so event happening over there today, so I have to be early. Otherwise, classes usually start at nine."
Zhou Hanyun smiled gently.
She and Yang Yan had their own understanding; many things only required an exchange of glances.
"Alright then, I'll join you in sending the two of them over later."
Yang Yan said as he returned to his room to unpack his luggage.
After quickly tending to his belongings, Yang Yan and Zhou Hanyun took the two excited little ones out the door.
As for Miss Zhou Er, she had to go to the library to look up so information later, so she couldn't join them.
The New Year was approaching, and after the holidays, she had to start school. Zhou Hanyu had been busy preparing, fearing she wouldn't be able to keep up with her studies.
On the way, Yang Yan and Zhou Hanyun maintained a strong sense of mutual understanding.
Zhou Hanyun didn't ask about Yang Yan's ti in Arica, especially regarding Han Ruyu.
Yang Yan didn't bring it up either, and they both just led one little girl each towards the dance class.
Ti flew by, and it had been almost a month since Yang Yan returned from Arica.
At this ti, the courtyard was bustling with activity.
It wasn't just Zhou Hanyun and her sister, even those two non-human creatures Wuyou and You ng were busy nonstop.
Because tomorrow was New Year's Day.
"I say, that window decoration needs to go a bit to the left. It doesn't look good this way."
Zhou Hanyu was directing Yang Yan to place the window stickers while she herself was putting up couplets.
In Huaxia, people still placed great importance on the Spring Festival, especially in the north.
After all, only the Spring Festival was considered the real New Year.
New Year's Day was just a legal holiday.
"Damn! Nine Treasures, that's not sothing to eat."
When Yang Yan wanted to reach out to take the glue for the window stickers, he found that the little Nine Treasures of the White Tiger had already licked it clean.
"Zhou Hanyu, aren't you going to do sothing about this Nine Treasures? Haven't you fed it cat food these days? Why does it want to eat everything it sees?"
Yang Yan frowned at the now empty bottle and asked.
Speaking of which, this bottle of glue was sothing Yang Yan had painstakingly made himself.
He insisted that making these things himself was more aningful, and buying them directly would be pointless.
"When did it ever eat cat food? It's a tiger, not a cat. It always eats at."
Zhou Hanyu gave Yang Yan a scornful glance.
To be honest, Nine Treasures really was a glutton, like a starving ghost reincarnated.
Anything edible, it truly devoured without hesitation.
Moreover, it seed to always keep that Vermilion Bird in its thoughts.
Whenever no one was watching, it would go over to the Vermilion Bird, drooling and staring intently at it.
As if at any mont it might be overwheld by its impulses and leap forward to swallow it whole.
Huaxia's Spring Festival wouldn't be complete without the Spring Festival Gala.
With the Gala's nearly thirty-year history, it had beco a part of the entire Huaxia nation's Spring Festival.
Even if you weren't watching, the TV had to be on, as if this made the New Year atmosphere stronger.
Tonight's reunion dinner was personally prepared by Yang Yan.
When it ca to cooking, this was the only thing Zhou Hanyu couldn't find fault with Yang Yan for.
Looking at a room full of "won," Yang Yan couldn't help but feel if the household might be a bit too dominated by femininity?
He was the only man in the house, while the others were won or girls.
There were even two non-humans!
"Hey! I an, aren't you at least a female ghost? Shouldn't you be eating ingots, candles, and incense? What's with sneaking food?"
Yang Yan looked over at Wuyou, who was quietly snacking on the side, feeling a bit helpless.
"Who told you ghosts have to eat ingots, candles, and incense? Can't you avoid ntioning ghosts during the New Year? Don't you know it's unlucky?"
Wuyou glared at Yang Yan with discontent, then reached out and stuffed a chunk of fatty braised pork into her mouth.
This left Yang Yan speechless.
This one is clearly a ghost, yet won't let him talk about it?
Are won's... no, are female ghosts' thought processes also different from n's?
"Exactly, you guy don't pay attention to your surroundings. Can't you see the room is full of won and girls? Talking about that stuff all day, don't you know it scares us?"
Leng Young, who was nearby, added a discontented remark.
"So people never pay attention to the situation. If we can't sleep at night, do you think you'll sleep comfortably?"
Whenever it ca to taking a jab at Yang Yan, Zhou Hanyu never missed an opportunity.
Damn it! You're clearly dining with two female ghosts, and you're saying you can't sleep?
And this Leng Young, being a ghost herself, what is there to fear!
Of course, Yang Yan just kept these thoughts to himself.
If he spoke them out loud, he would certainly be under attack from all sides, making it impossible to enjoy the New Year.
"Hanyun, are we really not inviting Mr. Zhou over for dinner?"
Realizing he was no match for these "won," Yang Yan imdiately changed the topic.
"I've already invited him. Grandpa said he wants to spend the New Year with his old comrades. But he's quite pleased with the house you found for them, and asked to convey his thanks."
Not long after Yang Yan returned from Arica, he arranged a set of courtyard houses for the elderly, although in the suburbs.
"Of course, who else could manage such a thing? But no need to thank . It's what I should do as a younger generation!"
"These old revolutionaries who sacrificed so much for a New Huaxia deserve better in their later years if we can manage."
Yang Yan said earnestly.
"Tsk—The house is so far away, it takes two hours to get there from here, how can you say you handled it well?"
"If you really have what it takes, get another place nearby! With all your money and skills, stop being so stingy!"
Zhou Hanyu criticized from the side.
Thus, the New Year's Eve dinner ended with the banter between Zhou Hanyu and Yang Yan.
Due to environntal and safety concerns, in the Imperial Capital, private setting off fireworks and firecrackers was not allowed indiscriminately.
Even during the New Year, they could only be lit at specified tis and places.
Yang Yan still rembered when he was young, with Grandpa around, playing with just a few firecrackers could make him happy all day.
Often, Yang Yan acted carefree, but that was just a facade; he did have people he missed in his heart.
As fireworks lit up the night sky in the distance, Yang Yan stood silently in the courtyard, lost in thought.
"What's up? Hiding in the courtyard alone, without even wearing an extra layer."
While everyone else was imrsed in the Spring Festival Gala, Zhou Hanyun ca over to Yang Yan, draping a coat over his shoulders with concern.
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