Ye Liyan raised his hand and gave his youngest son a pat: "You really learn everything."
Ye Siyan glared unhappily at his dad: "It wasnât Teacher Zhang who taught me, I overheard it when she was chatting with someone else."
Ye Liyan pulled the little guy over, squatted down to look him in the eye: "Siyan, eavesdropping on others isnât right. Youâre a big kid now, dad knows you can understand."
The little guy looked to Xinyan for help: "Aunt."
Xinyan shook her head at him: "Your father is right, when we make mistakes, we should correct them. I believe our Siyan didnât eavesdrop on purpose, right?"
Ye Sili nodded: "Yes, I didnât mean to. It was Jia Xiaomin who scraped her knee, and I went to find the teacher, thatâs when I heard it."
Xinyan smiled and asked: "Did you remember what your dad said?"
Ye Siyan nodded earnestly: "I remember."
Ye Liyan pinched his sonâs little face: "Knowing your mistakes and correcting them is what makes a good child."
Ye Liyan saw that his dad wasnât going to pursue it further, and quickly changed the subject: "Dad, can I take the chocolate Grandpa bought us to share with them?"
Ye Liyan smiled and patted his little head: "As long as youâre willing, of course you can."
The little guy jumped up happily: "Then my brother and I will start packing what we need to bring tomorrow."
Xinyan and He Jinxuan then got up: "Alright, you go ahead and pack. Weâre heading back."
They didnât let Ye Liyan see them out, and the two walked out of the hotel, strolling slowly in the snow.
Xinyan looked at the snowflakes dancing in the air and said: "Time really flies."
He Jinxuan turned his head and smiled at her: "I still remember hearing you speak from behind the tree. It made me curious about what the person talking looked likeâyou seemed so bold. I didnât expect you would notice me first."
Xinyan had never heard him speak about this before: "Can I take that to mean you liked my way of doing things before you even saw me?"
He Jinxuan didnât deny it: "At that time I didnât think much of it, just felt that this Miss had charisma and I admired that."
The two chatted and laughed all the way home.
Unexpectedly, Mother He hadnât gone to bed yet. Hearing their voices, she came out from the courtyard of the main house: "Youâre back?"
Xinyan saw the person standing under the doorway: "Mom, have you been waiting here for us all this time?"
Mother He shook her head: "No, I just came out. I was thinking of going over to check on the fire for you, but then I heard your voices. Everything settled over there?"
He Jinxuan replied: "Everythingâs settled, donât worry about it."
Thinking the old man inside was probably still waiting up too, He Jinxuan said: "Letâs go inside and greet Dad."
Sure enough, Mr. He was still inside reading the newspaper: "Dad, weâre back."
Xinyan was the first to speak as they entered.
Mr. He heard the voice, looked up: "Youâre back. Is everything okay with the other family?"
Xinyan smiled: "Everythingâs good; donât worry about it. Weâre planning to visit the Mechanical Factory after breakfast tomorrow."
Mr. He nodded: "Since youâre back, you should make a trip there."
After chatting a bit, He Jinxuan finally said: "Itâs getting late, you all should rest. Weâre heading over now."
Mother He reminded them: "Make sure to seal the stove well, and put a basin of water in the room, so it wonât be too dry."
They agreed, and only then did they leave the house. As they did, the door of the main house opened, and out came He Jiefang: "Youâre not used to using the stove, let me help you seal it properly, so you donât put it out and get cold."
Hearing this, Xinyan felt warmed inside. Except for the couple from the second branch, the other siblings in the He Family were quite nice: "Thank you, Big Brother."
He Jiefang waved it off: "Weâre family, no need to be polite. Itâs no big deal."
As they headed over, in the darkened room of the second branch, Gao Yumei had been listening to the commotion outside: "Jian Country, theyâre back."
He Jian Country turned over: "Alright, itâs too late now, itâs not appropriate to go over at this hour. Weâll talk tomorrow."
Gao Yumei was a bit displeased: "They ought to know the family is waiting for them and yet they come back so late. Itâs just holding everything up."