He also said to his third brother and daughter-in-law, Jin Lian, don't worry. As long as you hold down the position in the back, we will support the façade for you in the front, and there is no stabbing that can't be done. As long as the temple is erected, not to mention our small apricot flower village, even if it is the people of Jiugou, Bazhai and ten miles and eight townships, it will not be able to put it under the nose of our family.

Jin Lian only smiled slightly, not knowing whether to agree with his words, or to laugh at him and despise him, and look down on him. The family is used to her indifferent style, and they don't care about it. Sixi saw that his family was like this, and he no longer looked deeper.

During the banquet, Zhenshu asked Sixi which school he was learning and which school he belonged to.

Sixi replied, I learned "Ziwei Doushu", which is very accurate. This kind of knowledge is only available in Jiangnan. Our northern realm has never been passed on.

Zhenshu has never heard of "Ziwei Doushu", he only knows that he has the Yin and Yang Mansion in his hands or something. He is envious of the authentic way, how much free miles he has, and he also teaches me.

Sixi replied, if you want to learn, I will give it all to you. You're the only one. Even if others see the heavens and worship me, and carry me in a sedan chair, we can't teach it.

Zhenshu hurriedly nodded and said, yes, yes, it's a mile, how can we easily give it to others what we have learned so hard.

This New Year's dinner lasted for a long time, the content was rich, and the plot was tense and looping, which the Zhenshu family had never had in decades. After the meal, the family had to sit around the old house until midnight before returning to their respective homes to rest. Osmanthus was a little uneasy. She wanted to pull Sixi away, but she was embarrassed to move. If you don't walk, you can't sit on your buttocks, and you can't stand steadily.

The Zhenshu woman saw her thoughts, and said, Sixi just came back, and she hasn't bothered to wash her hair and face. Ming'er has to leave the New Year early, and she has to go back to clean up. You two should go back first, and you don't have to stay here anymore. It's the same when you go home and keep it.

The two of them can't wait for this. The two of them exchanged a few words of humility, and then they returned to their home together.

The house is still the same as it was three years ago, but the new lights have been added, the walls are covered with New Year's paintings, the door is pasted with red Spring Festival couplets, and the household items in the house are also neatly and neatly cleaned. The interior and exterior of the house are filled with the peaceful atmosphere and festive colors of the New Year, and the square looks slightly different from three years ago.

Closing the door and making a pot of hot tea, Sixi took out the candy he brought with him, the new clothes and new fabrics he bought for Osmanthus and his daughter, and set up a large table.

Osmanthus looked at Sixi carefully, except for the black infrared skin, there was not much change in the sound and appearance. But in my eyes, there is always a strange feeling. Psychologically, there is a sense of distance. It seems that the person sitting in front of him is not the four joys that he has been waiting for for three years, but the pedestrians who come to stay at night. In particular, Sixi's bizarre experiences in her self-report always made her muttered in her heart, making her heart uncomfortable. The kind of eagerness to get close to my old family just now has unconsciously faded a lot.

Of course, Sixi is hungry and thirsty. He urged her to go to bed quickly, and Ming'er had to get up early to leave the New Year.

Osmanthus got to bed a little awkwardly, stripped and lay down. Sixi hurriedly washed his feet and closed the door, stripped off his clothes, quickly got into the quilt, and casually turned out the light. [End of Chapter]