C97 (2/2)

Xin Nianyin looked at the plate in her hands and finally understood the meaning behind his eyes.

”Breakfast is very delicious, it's the most delicious breakfast I've ever eaten. Mrs Xu said you made it, but it turns out you can cook, and your cooking skills are actually so good.”

Xin Nianyin was 6 points courteous and 4 points sincere. It wasn't difficult to praise him, as she was afraid that he would be proud.

After getting a satisfactory answer, Gu Mai's expression of displeasure relaxed. He held the red paper in one hand and Xin Nianyin's wrist in the other, ”Come here.”

”Eh, wait for me to take the plate down.”

Gu Qi did not let go, pulling her towards the desk, ”Leave it there, mother Xu will collect it in a while.”

Xin Nianyin had no choice but to put it aside and watch him carefully spread out the red paper on the desk. ”Have a look. How's my Spring Festival couplet?”

There was a hint of childish pride in his tone.

What? Was she hearing things? He said he wrote these couplets?

Xin Nianyin had deep feelings for the couplet. The only picture she could remember of her parents being happy with her was her writing of the couplet.

At that time, she was still very young. Every new year, she would write the Spring Festival Couplet with her father.

No matter how ugly her writing was, her mother would be satisfied and hang them at the most eye-catching part of the door. Her mother said that in her eyes, the couplet was the most precious thing in the world.

At that time, the young her didn't know what was precious. Only now did she understand what her mother had said back then. It really was the most precious thing in the world.

The past replayed again and again in Xin Nianyin's mind like a movie. Suddenly, her throat seemed to be blocked by something and she couldn't make a sound.

”Xin Xinyin, to be honest, are you sure this couplet is okay?”

Gu Qi was like a child, triumphantly wanting to praise him, his calligraphy was taught to him by his grandfather in the sickbed when he was young.

After so many years, Gu Jianming was still able to use his different intelligence to record and impose his training. At his current level, he admitted that he was still quite satisfied.

This Spring Festival couplet's calligraphy was very strong and its ending was just right. It was indeed a high grade calligraphy brush.

Xin Nianyin came back to her senses. She didn't let Gu Jianming discover her heartbreak. She watched him busily going in and out of the house. The ribbon, the spring couplet, the window … They were all things that he needed for the new year.

Xin Nianyin could no longer hold it in. She finally said what her mother had told her at that time, ”In my eyes, this is the most precious couplet of spring in the world. Thank you.”

Gu Qi raised her head. Xin Nianyin's expression, which was filled with countless emotions, was reflected in his dark eyes. He had already guessed what was going on.

”Xin Xinyin, you're so cute when you flatter me.”

The atmosphere had originally been brewing into a harmonious scene, but when Gu Huan said this, it forced Xin Nianyin to not hate him. It made her feel uncomfortable.

”Gu Qi Chen, I'm not flattering you, I'm just giving you face, don't think too much.”

Xin Nianyin curled her lips in dissatisfaction. The appreciation on her face instantly changed to disdain.

When Gu Qi saw Xin Nianyin, she couldn't help but reach out her hand to tickle her. Xin Nianyin was known to be ticklish, so how could she withstand such torture from Gu Nianyin? She surrendered in two seconds.

Although Gu Min had stopped what she was doing, Xin Xinyin's smile didn't stop. It took her a lot of effort before she managed to calm down.

”Xin Nianyin, I'll accompany you to pay homage to your mother-in-law tomorrow.”