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But Jingxiu said that she played a card for herself in the anti-gangster group for a day. Ji Youyan's heart is full of mixed feelings, it is moved, joyful, and distressed.
"Don't go." Ji Youyan whispered with a slightly nasal voice.
Jingxiu's eyes dimmed slightly, and he said lightly, "I know, I'm actually one more..."
Ji Youyan said quickly, "I didn't mean that."
"Axiu, I feel distressed." She stroked Jingxiu's cheek on the screen and said in a low voice, "Those disgusting slurs are not worthy of my baby's eyes."
The three words "My baby", Ji Youyan said softly and naturally, like a pebble she suddenly threw, and when it fell, it disrupted Jingxiu's pool of spring water.
Jingxiu's eyes twitched, trying to remain calm, but the corners of his lips were still raised in a disobedient manner.
She lowered her head and said softly, "It's not worthy of your eyes, so don't look at it."
Ji Youyan looked at Jingxiu's pretending to be calm but couldn't hide her tender appearance, and all the unhappiness disappeared. She was in the mood to tease Jingxiu, and agreed sweetly, "Okay, I'll listen to my baby."
Jingxiu looked up at Ji Youyan, and his throat moved.
"My baby is so nice, baby I..." The tone was completely different from usual.
Before she could finish her sentence, Jingxiu interrupted with a little embarrassment: "Speak well."
Ji Youyan laughed out loud, it was the first full laugh today. She said slyly: "Axiu, it's not fair. Only the state officials are allowed to set fires and the people are not allowed to light the lights?"
Jingxiu frowned in doubt.
"You call people the baby first, and are you still not allowed to call you baby?"
"People" were used, Jingxiu showed a look of disgust. But she saw that Ji Youyan had the energy to joke with herself, and she had been calm and finally became light.
"I just read the comments." Jingxiu said calmly.
"But there are so many comments, why do you have the word 'baby' in every sentence you read?" Ji You said in a poignant manner: "Axiu, did you deliberately pick up the comments with 'baby' in it?"
She was joking, but Jingxiu's long eyelashes flickered a few times after listening to it, and she changed the subject with a guilty conscience: "It seems that you are in a good mood, you can go to bed."
Ji Youyan suddenly couldn't help laughing because of Jingxiu's hidden thoughts. The more she laughed, the hotter Jingxiu's ears became. She put on a cold face and wanted to find some ground, but Jing Shurong suddenly knocked on the door and called her.
"My mother is looking for me." Jingxiu remembered Ji Youyan's embarrassment last time, and did not open the door directly, but notified Ji Youyan first.
Ji Youyan thought that Jingxiu was going to hang up the video, she hesitated for two seconds, and asked Jingxiu, "Okay, then... Do you mind if my aunt and I say goodbye to the early years before ending it?"
Jingxiu was surprised that Ji Youyan seldom wanted to contact her parents before. In the second half of the relationship, even if the two were in the same room, when she was making a video with her mother, Ji Youyan would pretend to be a transparent person as long as she was not in the camera, and would never take the initiative to ask for a video to say hello.
"Of course you can." Jingxiu's tone was calm and his eyebrows were gentle.
She opened the door and explained to Jing Shurong, "Mom, Yanyan and I were on a video. Yanyan was about to go to sleep. When I heard you calling me, I deliberately didn't hang up, saying that I would like to say goodbye to you in the early years."
Jing Shurong raised his eyebrows, a little helpful and a little suspicious. So bold now?
Jingxiu turned the screen to Jing Shurong, Ji Youyan was still a little apprehensive when he looked at Jing Shurong, but he mustered up his courage, showing the kind of calm and well-behaved smile that parents like most, and said hello: "Good evening Auntie, No, it’s afternoon in France. Auntie, I’m going home for Chinese New Year, and I’m going to join the team and start work in two days. I can’t fly to France to pay New Year’s greetings to you and my uncle. So, I can only give it in the video first. Auntie, say goodbye to the early years."
Impeccable.
Jing Shurong couldn't fault it. Jingxiu locked her eyes on her from the side, Jing Shurong had no choice but to smile and said politely, "It's good to receive your blessings and thoughts. Auntie also wishes you a Happy New Year."
The two hung up the video after a few rusty polite sentences, and Ji Youyan was relieved. Although it was very stressful, it was actually not as difficult as imagined. As long as she can see Jingxiu's happy and contented appearance just now, she is willing to make every effort.
She believed that Jing Shurong's opinion towards her could be slowly resolved with her sincerity towards Jingxiu. She was willing to slowly prove it to Jing Shurong.
The next day was New Year's Eve, Ji Youyan got up according to the routine at home, and the family had breakfast together. Ji Youyan and Ji Changsong were a little embarrassed because of yesterday's quarrel, but no one mentioned yesterday's incident again.
After breakfast, Zhong Qingyu sent Ji Changsong to write the Spring Festival couplets, but Ji Changsong asked Ji You, "Can you still hold the pen?"
Ji You said frankly: "The hand was born."
"Go and write." Ji Changsong ordered.
Ji Youyan did not refuse and took over the task.
She is no stranger to writing Spring Festival couplets. When she was a child, Ji Changsong wrote the Spring Festival couplets at the door. Ji Youyan only had to be responsible for the blessing characters on each bedroom door. Ji Youyan knew that Ji Changsong liked to point to the Spring Festival couplets every year when guests visited and praised his daughter's well-written words.
Ji Changsong watched Ji Youyan write on the side, Ji Youyan was inexplicably nervous, and always felt that Ji Changsong would pick on her if she was not careful. "Is that okay? Or I'll rewrite it?"
"That's it." Ji Changsong said in a deep voice: "It's been a long time since I practiced calligraphy, so it should be like this again."
Although he was very dissatisfied, Ji Yuyan breathed a sigh of relief because he didn't preach harshly. The two went to the door to paste the Spring Festival couplets together, and the father and daughter put glue on the Spring Festival couplets with their heads facing each other. Zhong Qingyu watched from the side and sighed: "It finally looks like a home."
Ji Youyan and Ji Changsong's hearts trembled.
When posting the Spring Festival couplets, Ji Changsong pressed the Spring Festival couplets with a towel and said something: "Why is the New Year regarded as a family reunion day? Everyone has to go home, and they all need a home to go back to?"