Chapter 160

Before the Spring Festival, the shopping mall is not closed. After learning that the lingdongyu family is coming back, ye Huanyan went to the city that afternoon and bought everyone's New Year gifts. When she got home, it was almost dark.

There is always a strong wind before New Year's Eve in Lanjiang city. When she gets home, the two big lanterns at the door are swayed by the wind, and half of the couplets pasted on the door are blown away by the wind.

Uncle Zhang and Aunt Zhang turn around anxiously. Both of them are old. They plan to climb up and down to hang lanterns.

Ye Huanyan got out of the car and quickly stopped, "Uncle Zhang, you are so old that you think you are a child. Can you climb so high? On New Year's Eve, don't make any trouble, "ye Huanyan gave her things to Xiaoqin and asked her to carry them back. Then she helped Zhang Bo down the ladder." OK, don't you want to catch the train? Let's go

Well, don't wait for people to go home for new year's Eve. You can't get a taxi. "

Aunt Zhang was carrying the lantern and frowned, "that lantern."

"I'll see to it." Ye Huanyan took the lantern from Aunt Zhang, "don't worry about the things here. I'll take care of it, Aunt Zhang."

Aunt Zhang and Uncle Zhang just pulled their luggage from the porter and got into the taxi ye Huanyan just took. Before they left, ye Huanyan waved to the taxi, "Uncle Zhang, Aunt Zhang, happy new year."

"Ah, Miss Yan, you too."

The voice of Aunt Zhang and Uncle Zhang came from the taxi, which seemed to be reluctant.

Seeing off Aunt Zhang and Uncle Zhang, ye Huanyan, holding a big red lantern, looked up at the two high doors and took a deep breath.

This lantern, you should be able to hang it?

Backyard living room,

Ling Han is accompanying the old lady. As soon as she sits down at the dining table, she sees Xiaoqin passing by the door with big and small bags in her hand, heading for the east yard in a hurry.

Ling Han called her directly, "don't you go to the door to meet ye Huanyan? Why are you back? "

Xiaoqin looks back and raises the big and small bags in her hand,

"Miss is back. Let me carry the things to her room first."

Hearing this, the old lady stood up and asked,

"Where is she?"

"At the gate, the lantern was blown down by the wind. Miss asked me to help her hang the lantern after I put down my things."

"Hang a lantern, she's a girl. How can she do this?"

The voice has not fallen, Ling Han's figure has disappeared at the door.

The old lady looked thoughtfully at the figure in the yard rushing towards the front yard. Her worried look disappeared, and a comforting smile appeared on her face.

Under the same roof, if we get along with each other for a long time, we will have to live with each other for a long time.

In front of the gate of the mausoleum,

A wooden ladder leaning against the wall, ye Huanyan holding a lantern in one hand, climbing up the ladder in the other.

The ladder is rickety and seems to be blown down by the wind at any time.

She took a deep breath, swallowed her saliva and stepped on it again.

When climbing to the highest place, I reached for the rope to hang the lantern, but the rope was twisted by the wind, and I couldn't reach it. I remember her sweating.

Worried, she looked down, more than three meters from the ground, a dizzy.

She quickly raised her head and did not dare to look down again.

He muttered to himself that he was never afraid of climbing mountains and trees when he was a child. It was just a three meter door. How could he be so flustered? The older he was, the more he cherished his life?

Just thinking about it, suddenly a cold voice sounded from below,

"Ye Huanyan, what are you doing? Why not

Hearing this angry rebuke, she slipped her head in her hand, and the lantern fell directly from her hand. She was blown away by the wind.

She suddenly exclaimed, and the whole person trembled. She was so scared that she hugged the ladder tightly. The ladder, which was not strong, trembled twice, which made her shiver.

"Don't move..." the familiar voice below seemed to shake for a while, and the shaking ladder was suddenly fixed.

After panic, ye Huanyan carefully looks down,

Ling Han is holding the ladder, looking at her nervously.

Now the ladder is stable. Although ye Huanyan is still worried, he is safe,

Ling Han's face turned green. "Don't you hurry down..."

Ye Huanyan swallowed a mouthful of saliva, hugged the ladder and didn't dare to let go. He was guilty and said, "I... I can't get down..."

"Why don't you go down? How did you get up? How did you get down..."

"Legs... Legs are soft."

In the bleak wind, there was a ladder between the two people,

The air seems to have been silent for a century,

After a while, Ling Han took a deep breath and tried to calm his angry heart. He looked up at ye Huanyan, "take a deep breath, and then try to move your left foot down a little."

Ye Huanyan felt that at the moment, except for a pair of hands holding the ladder tightly, there was no part of her body that belonged to her. She was so nervous that she was numb. Smell speech, she Leng a few seconds, nervous quick cry out, "left foot... Which side is left?"“ You can move any foot you like“ All... All... All can't move. " Ling Han's face sank, and he said in a stuffy voice, "... Ye Huanyan, I'll count to three. If you don't move, I'll pull the ladder over, break my leg, and send you to the hospital to spend the new year alone."“ Ah, don't... I move, I move... "Ye Huanyan sniffed, tried to find a trace of consciousness, moved his right foot, and slowly moved down a step“ Yes, that's it. Go down a little bit. OK, I hit the ladder. Step on it When his right foot stepped on a ladder, ye Huanyan felt that he was sweating all over, then his left foot, then his right foot. Every time I step on it, I seem to have exhausted all my strength. Ling Han stood at the bottom and saw that she had stepped on several feet steadily, then slowly breathed out a breath. Don't know stepped on a few feet, ye Huanyan opened his eyes, slowly lowered his head to try to see how far away, this bow, is a whirl. The foot suddenly slipped, "ah..." the woman's scream mixed with the cold wind sounded at the door of the old residence of the Ling family. As soon as Xiaoqin, the only servant left in the family, stepped out of the threshold with one foot, he saw such a scene that his whole face froze. At this moment, ye Huanyan falls into Ling Han's arms, hugs Ling Han's neck and refuses to let go. She closes her eyes tightly and nests in his arms. Her chest heaves violently, as if she had just experienced an inhuman slaughter for the rest of her life. Ling Han looked up at the wooden ladder beam in front of her. One of her feet suddenly slipped. It was less than half a meter away from the ground. His face was slightly stiff. There was a trace of consternation in his eyes. After a few seconds, he finally raised his hand and patted her on the back. It's a familiar scene. In the past ten years, ye Huanyan climbed every tree in the old house, picked wild jujubes from the trees, dug out bird's nest, destroyed the wasp's nest where the new servant was stung, and rescued the little suckling cat who climbed to the tree and didn't know how to get down. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.