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Ever since that night in the medicine hall, Feng Yan almost treated the Lin Mansion as his own home, and went in and out of the Lin Mansion from time to time.

Outside the kitchen, two rows of people were staring at each other, ready to fight.

"Hmph, I'll beat whoever you hit!"

Sirius Group, Kun Peng and the others did not want to let each other go, they wanted to snatch the first steamed bun out.

"Tsk."

A cold snort came out, between the two squads, Xiao Ling Zi, who was rushing towards the sky, calmly walked through the crowd holding a bowl, her face filled with disdain.

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Xiao Ling Zi pushed open the kitchen door with her small hands and walked into Li Niang's side, bringing a bowl that was even bigger than her small face to Li Niang: "Li Niang, bag."

When Li Niang and the others, who were busy wrapping buns in the kitchen, saw that it was Xiao Ling Zi, they became extremely fond of him and immediately placed the buns that had just left the wok into Xiao Ling Zi's porcelain bowl. They even warned him: "Be careful not to heat it up, come and get it with Li Niang after you finish eating."

"Thank you, Li Niang." Xiao Ling Zi cutely bowed towards Li Niang, then took the two big buns in her bowl and leisurely walked in front of everyone. She looked at Kun Peng and Gu Lang's group, and gave them another deep look of contempt.

Speaking of which —

Were they despised by a three year old child?

As the people of Flame King's Mansion were wasting time on the food and drinks in the Lin Mansion, the people in the kitchen obviously couldn't handle it. Fortunately, the guards of Sirius Group and Flame King knew their own safety and would occasionally make firewood, subtracting a lot of trouble from them.

On the other side, Lin Chu Yue originally wanted to show Gao Mo Li the degree of recovery of his injuries, but didn't expect that he would only leave behind a letter when he came to West Wing.

The content of the letter was, because he had something important to do, he left first. After the new year, he would return to the Lin Mansion and make him some fried noodles.

Lin Chu Yue showed the letter to the Gauguin, and Gao Shi Yuan waved to let him take a look.

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.