I thought that in the first year of Jiang Qing's absence, the mansion on Chinese New Year's Eve must be bleak and deserted, but with Jiang Yingnian here, the atmosphere was not as low as imagined.

As he said, it is time for him to shoulder the burden of this family.

Even if Guan Jiyu was not good at cooking, he couldn't escape, Jiang Yingnianfei pulled her to help, and began to drill in the back kitchen from the evening, until dark, and finally served a decent Chinese New Year's Eve dinner.

Jiang Yingnian also went to Qing'anju in person and called everyone out of the Qingzi camp, saying that it was all year round, and it was rare to have such an opportunity for everyone to sit together to eat and drink.

Guan Jiyu saw all this, this time when he came back, he never said that he wanted to inherit the position of head of the family, and he didn't need to prove himself with any title. With Jiang Xian here, he would never say this.

But everything he did began to deliberately imitate what Jiang Qing did when he was the head of the family in the past.

When he was ignorant before, he thought that only those surnamed Jiang were his own family, and the people in the Qingzi camp could not be said to be subordinates, but in the end, they were only protégés of the Jiang family who practiced martial arts, and they were not considered family members.

Compared with the change in temperament and language, Jiang Yingnian's biggest change is that he really accepts the people of the Qingzi Camp in his heart, and he can personally invite everyone to the family banquet on Chinese New Year's Eve, which can prove that his heart really wants to support this family.

Not only did he support Jiang Fu, but he also did not forget the group of people that his brother valued most during his lifetime.

"To all brothers, to this family, everyone!" During the banquet, he sincerely raised his glass and clinked glasses with everyone.

The gloom of pain has finally passed, and everyone in this house is no longer bitter and full of hatred.

All the bitter causes that make people toss and turn day and night and find it difficult to sleep finally have come to fruition.

This first house in Nanqin will not fall because of the loss of the old main axis, it has replaced a young pillar to support the façade it should have, and it is still the first family of Nanqin!

The sound of firecrackers outside came and went, and the family feast was almost over.

Jiang Yingnian stopped Guan Jiyu, who was about to leave the table, and said softly: "There are stars tonight." ”

His eyebrows were dyed with a smile, and he touched his stomach and said, "Eating too much, let's go and eat together?" ”

Guan Jiyu knew what he meant, and the two walked together towards the wilderness last time as if they were very tacit.

Jiang Yingnian didn't forget to bring two more pots of wine, and he had the posture of changing places and drinking again.

"In previous years, when it was winter, it would only snow in Beixin and the capital, and when I was a child, I was still looking forward to when Nanqin would be able to snow." When he arrived at the place, he seemed to have relieved all his tiredness, found a tree, and sat down casually.

Guan Jiyu was surprised: "Except for the snow when you were camping in Beixin, haven't you ever seen snow before?" ”

"Nope. It never snows in Nanqin, at least not before I've seen it. In the past, my eldest brother would sometimes go to Beixin to run errands in the winter, and I would always beg him to take me, but he would never want to. Jiang Yingnian smiled, looked up at the starry sky, and said: "He always feels that my second brother and I should live under his protection, our parents died early, and he has always been accustomed to the life of the eldest brother like a father." ”

Speaking of Jiang Qing, Guan Jiyu couldn't help frowning slightly, although she was not Jiang Qing's closest relative, but she had worked under Jiang Qing for many years, and no one knew him better than her. "In fact, many times, it is difficult for the eldest prince to ......"

"I naturally know that my second brother and I have been able to stay stable until now, whose efforts have paid for all this? Of course I know. But he won't say anything difficult, the three of us brothers, everything should be discussed, whether there is someone to help with ideas, he always takes everything on his shoulders as a matter of course. ”

After Jiang Yingnian finished speaking, he picked up the wine jug and raised his head and took a big sip.

"Do you know why?"

"Why?" Jiang Yingnian turned her head and looked at her intently.

"Because everyone has their own things that they want to protect, some people want to protect power and money, and some people only want to protect the most important people in their lives." Guan Jiyu looked at the starry sky and said: "That's a concern, if a person loses this concern and what he wants to protect, then life is just a walking corpse." ”

"What about you? Your previous life was all for the eldest brother, and after the eldest brother left, you lost the person you had been guarding all along, and you ...... at that time You must be helpless and confused, right? ”

Jiang Yingnian was able to say such delicate words, which really surprised her.

She didn't evade it, and naturally replied to his question: "After the eldest prince died, I really don't want to live anymore, my life is picked up by him, he is gone, who else can I live for?" But I still want to avenge him, and now I ...... I have someone I want to protect again, so I want to live, I want to live well. ”

"Ah Yu......" he suddenly called her softly.

"Huh?"

"I regret it, I regret many things." Jiang Yingnian tonight didn't know if it was because he drank some wine, and he talked a lot, he put down the wine jug, squinted his eyes, and said: "There are many things, all because I was young and ignorant, and they all became regrets." ”

Guan Jiyu was silent, just thinking that he was still thinking about the deceased Jiang Qing.

Just last year today, Jiang Qing was still looking forward to his return at home for reunion, and every family was reunited on Chinese New Year's Eve, only Jiang Yingnian was still angry with Jiang Qing at that time, and refused to go home.

Who is young and does not make mistakes? But Jiang Yingnian would never have thought that an unintentional temper tantrum would become an eternal regret and pain in his heart.

Jiang Yingnian took a deep breath before saying, "There were many things in the past, but I couldn't stand you. Actually, think about it, you didn't do anything wrong, the death of the eldest brother was not caused by you, but I ......"

Speaking of this, his voice was a little choked, "We met when we were young, and I should have been ...... But I was too willful, so I pushed you farther and farther. ”

"Ah Yu......" he called her again, "You have to remember, Jiangfu is your home, if one day, he Xianglincheng fails you, even if you go back to Jiangfu, I will definitely settle accounts with him!" ”

Jiang Yingnian was already slightly drunk, but he still didn't stop in his mouth, and whispered: "Big brother is gone, there is still me in this family...... And second brother, you don't have no home, who dares to bully you, I, Jiang Yingnian, am the first to spare him! ”

Guan Jiyu couldn't say what it was like in her heart, she didn't expect to hear such words from Jiang Yingnian's mouth tonight. At this moment, the relationship between the two of them is no longer tense, Xu has experienced the war together, and they have grown up, and those prejudices and misunderstandings in their youth have all turned into jade silk in the blood of hatred for Jiang Qingxue and the same hatred of the enemy, and now they are more like a pair of close friends.

"Second son Xiang, he's fine, but we're not in that relationship now......" She looked ashamed, uncomfortably picked up the wine jug, and took a few sips. It's you, the eldest prince was most worried about you when he was alive. If you have someone you like, you should also consider starting a family. ”

"I'm not in a hurry." Jiang Yingnian stretched and leaned lazily against the big tree beside him, "I have to say that my eldest brother valued you the most when he was alive, and I have to watch you live well in order to live up to my eldest brother's expectations." ”

He seemed to think of something, and said lightly: "If you still treat me as a friend, don't always call me Jiang Yingnian Jiang Yingnian, how rusty." My brothers call me 'Ah Ying', and you can call me that way. ”

"Let's change the name." He looked up at the sky carefully, and his face was rare and calm.

"Good. Year of the Silk. Guan Jiyu didn't prevaricate, but he didn't call out the word "Aying" according to his meaning.

The friendship of fighting side by side with Jiang Yingnian this year has made each other understand each other better, but such an affectionate title, if it is shouted from her mouth, it must be overstepping.

She has her own sense of proportion.

Jiang Yingnian didn't say anything, the two of them quietly looked at the sky and the moon, enjoying the tranquility and peace under the stars and moon.

On Chinese New Year's Eve, everyone was trying to clink glasses several times, and Jiang Xian drank those two glasses of wine, and when he returned to the house, he found that the strength of the wine was slowly coming up.

He had no choice but to go to Zhong Sitang, make a cup of tea, and want to take advantage of the last day of the old year to tidy up the study, which can be regarded as sobering up.

Many of the bookcases were old books that he had to read every day when he was at Moyun Academy in the past, and Jiang Xian took them out and gently dusted off the dust.

There was a gust of wind at night, and he was still a little drunk, but he was a little sober when he was blown by the cool breeze. He got up to close the door and window, but saw a man standing in the doorway.

Jiang Xian stopped closing the door in his hand, his fingers clasped the door tightly, and his face, which was flushed from drinking just now, was pale again at this moment.

"How did you get in?" Jiang Xian lowered his eyes, just asked coldly, and then turned back to the desk.

When the people outside saw that he had not closed the door, they followed him in.

"You know, with these high walls of the mansion, they can't trap me."

Jiang Xian sneered coldly: "Yes, Lord Xia's kung fu is at the top, which high-walled gate courtyard has not been walked by?" The thin walls of this small household in my Jiang Mansion are indeed not enough to stop you. ”

His tone was clear and his tone was slow, but Xia Mingzhong frowned when he heard it.

He still had that humble tone, but the words he said were like a knife, which made Xia Mingzhong extremely uncomfortable.

Xia Mingzhong looked at him and didn't refute, but said helplessly: "I heard that your health has not been good, I just want to come and see you." ”

"Don't worry about it."

Jiang Xian squatted down and continued to take the books piled up under the cabinet, and said lightly: "I know my body, how dare you come here in person?" ”

Xia Mingzhong gently put the knife in his hand on Jiang Xian's desk, sighed slightly, and said, "It's been so long, and you're still complaining about me." ”

Hearing this, Jiang Xian turned his head to look at the knife on the table, and said expressionlessly: "The nullah knife never leaves the master's hand. ”

As he spoke, he accidentally touched the cabinet door, and the books that had been turned over above the cabinet fell down in an instant. Xia Mingzhong's eyes were quick, and he rushed up with an arrow to catch most of the scrolls with his hands, but a few of them still smashed on Jiang Xian's shoulders.

The books were bound so heavily that they carried a lot of weight when they were smashed.

Jiang Xian's body is thin, and being smashed like this makes him even more sick. He covered his mouth and couldn't stop coughing a few times, so he lowered his head and slowly picked up one by one.

Xia Mingzhong also hurriedly squatted down and helped him pick up the books scattered all over the place.

What a familiar scene.

The bright young man who used to bend down to pick up a book on the street is now sick and sick, and even simple actions such as lowering his head to pick up things are extremely difficult.

Xia Mingzhong looked at him, his brows tightened. "Alright, don't pick it up!" He looked at Jiang Xian with complicated eyes and stopped him coldly, but Jiang Xian ignored it, coughing while struggling to clean up.

Seeing him pretending to be deaf and dumb like this, Xia Mingzhong couldn't hold back the anger in his heart anymore, snatched the book from Jiang Xian's hand, carefully arranged it and put it back in the bookcase.

Every action was vented, and after doing this, Xia Mingzhong pressed down the air in his heart.

Jiang Xian's eyes did not show any gratitude, his pale lips moved, and said, "You said to come and see me, and now you have seen it too." ”

He evoked a sneer, slowly stood up against the corner of the table, and said, "Xia Mingzhong, oh no, Lord Xia." You see that I am dragging this sick body now, it is difficult to even move normally, and I can't make it into a big climate, you can rest assured. ”