C66 (2/2)
Seeing that the New Year Pass was nearing, the rich people who were hanging around Lin Mansion also hurried back one after another to celebrate the new year. Before they left, Lin Chu Yue had of course scooped up quite a bit of gold and silver.
There were many good things happening recently, and the Lin Tang Tang s were all built to look good, completely according to the blueprints painted by Lin Chu Yue.
Lin Miao Ran and the three people of the Jiang Clan of the Nangong Clan also quieted down. Other than the palace and the courtyard of the Lin Mansion, they basically did not interact too much with Lin Chu Yue.
Of course, Lin Chu Yue was very clear on what these three were scheming with the Imperial Consort Lin behind the scenes. As long as it did not affect the Lin Family, he would allow them to scheme against him.
There were still three days until New Year's Eve, so the Lin Tang Tang was already completed. A huge signboard was placed outside the Lin Tang Tang, waiting for the new year to open for business.
In the study, when he heard the door, he raised his eyes to look at Lin Chu Yue: ”Young miss, what do you plan to do this new year?”
Last year at this time, the old master was still alive, everything was under the old master's control, he was in charge of helping out. But in the blink of an eye, a year had passed. With the death of the old master, everything had fallen on the Eldest Miss.
Fortunately, under the guidance of the young miss, the Lin Mansion went from decline to become so glorious. The old master would be relieved if he knew in the afterlife.
These few days, Lin Chu Yue was also exhausted. Not only did sshe have to run around to find the things needed from the Lin Tang Tang with Wang Feng and the others, he also had to treat the patients.
Slamming his sore arm, Lin Chu Yue sprawled on the table: ”Uncle Lin, it has always been you and Dad's doing in the past, and I'll be troubling you this year, just tell me whatever it is you want, Wang Feng and I will go buy it.”
She had already asked Wang Feng, Li Le, and Zhang Qiao, the three of them, if they came back this year, they would not return, they would stay in the Lin Mansion to celebrate the new year. Alright, it'll be more lively with more people.
”Then I'll be troubling Eldest Miss.” Uncle Lin took out a list from a nearby book. It was a list of all kinds of items and it was densely packed with all sorts of papers.
On the main street of the China, a woman in white was walking in front, followed by a dozen or so awe-inspiring men. All of them were carrying large and small bags of belongings, walking in and out of the Lin Mansion.
The current Lin Mansion was different from the past. When he was still alive, he was always lively, but he was very stiff.
The children were running in the yard, the elderly were pasting red paper on the windows, and Uncle Lin was wrapping his arms around all the couplets in the Lin Mansion, watching as New Year's Eve approached quietly.