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The Qin family's old house was also very lively on the first day of the Lunar New Year.

Grandma Qin sat down in the main room early in the morning, with a stack of red envelopes in front of her.

Today she wore a bright red cotton-padded jacket with gold thread embroidery on the collar and cuffs. Her hair was neatly combed and adorned with a white jade hairpin. She looked radiant.

When Qin Yuzheng led Yang Zhiyan from the backyard into the main room, Grandma Qin's gaze fell on Yang Zhiyan, and she looked her up and down.

"How did you sleep last night? Was the heating on? Do you want another blanket?"

Yang Zhiyan was taken aback by Grandma Qin's barrage of questions. "That's enough, Grandma. I slept very well."

Grandma Qin nodded in satisfaction, reached out and picked up a thick red envelope from the table. "This is yours."

She picked up another one, saying, "This is for the baby in my belly."

She stuffed both red envelopes into Yang Zhiyan's hand, saying, "You hold these for her."

Yang Zhiyan looked down at the two red envelopes in her hand, her fingertips tracing the gold lettering on them. "Thank you, Grandma."

Qin Yuzheng stood to the side, looking at the two red envelopes in Yang Zhiyan's hand, then took out another red envelope from his own pocket and stuffed it into Yang Zhiyan's other hand.

"These are yours too." Yang Zhiyan's hands were already full; she looked down at the three red envelopes. "And yours?"

"What's mine is yours, and what's yours is still yours," Qin Yuzheng said firmly. "From now on, you'll be in charge of all the family finances."

Yang Zhiyan looked up at him. "Can I spend money however I want? Buy whatever I want?"

Qin Yuzheng said, "Of course. As long as you don't do anything illegal or disorderly, you can spend it however you want."

Yang Zhiyan's eyes lit up. She looked down at the three red envelopes in her hand, then at Qin Yuzheng, and smiled happily.

In the past, when she spent the Lunar New Year at the Yang family's house, she would be busy in the kitchen by herself, with Yang's mother occasionally helping her.

As for the New Year's money, her brother received a thick coin, while she only received ten yuan.

What can you do with ten yuan? It's not that it's too little, it's just that the discrimination is too obvious.

At that time, she thought that all children in the world were like that, and that there were just fewer girls than boys.

She was now holding three red envelopes, each containing more money than all the New Year's money she had ever received in the past.

She suddenly felt like laughing, but also like crying.

Grandma Qin sat in the main seat, watching the two of them whispering to each other, and she was very happy.

The grandson has found a confidant and is becoming more and more like a living, breathing person.

Before, aside from occasionally smiling when facing her, he always had a deadpan, businesslike expression. He had no human warmth whatsoever.

Qin Yuzheng is truly happy now, a genuine happiness from the bottom of his heart.

She had worried that he would live like this for the rest of his life, coldly and alone.

Now he smiles and teases Yang Zhiyan, whispering nonsense in front of her; he's very eager to share.

Grandma Qin picked up her teacup and took a sip, thinking that renting the house to Yang Zhiyan was truly the best decision she had ever made in her life.

Qin Guobing also came over, holding several red envelopes, and handed them out one by one.

Yang Zhiyan received three more: one for herself, one for her baby, and one for "A-Zheng's share, you can keep it for him too."

Qin Guobing stood in the middle of the main room, looking at everyone present, and said, "I hope our family will work together as one, and that our lives will get better and better."

After he finished speaking, he glanced at Qin Yuzheng, then at Qin Yushang, and finally his gaze fell on Yang Zhiyan, where he nodded slightly.

Yang Zhiyan didn't say anything, but just held the thick stack of red envelopes, feeling their weight.

Shen Yu also gave out red envelopes. She walked up to everyone with an air of importance, gave one to each person, and when she got to Yang Zhiyan, she handed her one as well, but didn't give her an extra one like the others.

"The baby's share..." Shen Yu paused for a moment, "I forgot, I'm sorry."

Yang Zhiyan looked at her and said it was okay, she wasn't even born yet.

Qin Yuzheng stood to the side, his eyebrows twitching slightly, but he didn't say anything.

Grandma Qin held her teacup, glanced at Shen Yu, but didn't say anything.

After breakfast, the whole family went out in a grand procession to the Qin family ancestral hall to pay their respects.

The ancestral hall is located in an old house on the outskirts of the city. It has gray walls and black tiles, and a black plaque with gold characters hangs on the gate, which reads "Qin Clan Ancestral Hall".

The courtyard is paved with bluestone slabs, and thick moss grows in the cracks. As soon as you walk in, you can smell a mixture of old wood and incense.

Grandma Qin walked at the front, followed by Qin Guobing and Shen Yu, then Qin Yuzheng and Yang Zhiyan, and Qin Yushang and Qin Yuyan brought up the rear.

It was Yang Zhiyan's first time here, so Grandma Qin took her hand and led the way, introducing her to everyone one by one.

"This is your second great-uncle, this is your third paternal uncle, and this is your fourth great-aunt."

She couldn't remember any of the names, but everyone who saw her would smile and nod at her.

"Is this Ah Zheng's wife? She's really beautiful."

How many months pregnant are you?

"Ah Zheng can finally settle down now."

Yang Zhiyan stood next to Grandma Qin, surrounded by a group of strangers but enthusiastic people. She felt a little awkward, and her palms were sweaty.

Qin Yuzheng walked up behind her and naturally took her hand.

His palms were dry and warm, enveloping her slightly damp hands, and his thumb gently rubbed against the back of her hand.

Yang Zhiyan felt the warmth of his palm, and her fingers slowly loosened in his hand.

The ceremony was simple but solemn. Grandma Qin stood at the front, leading the family in offering incense, kowtowing, and making prayers.

The white smoke from the incense swirled in the main room, blurring the outlines of the ancestral tablets.

Yang Zhiyan followed Qin Yuzheng, knelt on the prayer mat, kowtowed three times, put her hands together, and silently said in her heart, "Thank you for letting me meet him."

Qin Yuzheng turned his head and glanced at her. He saw her lips move slightly, but he didn't ask.

Lunch was eaten together with the Qin family relatives at the ancestral hall. Several large round tables were set up in the courtyard, laden with steaming dishes.

Yang Zhiyan was seated next to Grandma Qin, and everyone at the table was putting food on her plate, saying, "Eat more, you need to nourish yourself since you're pregnant."

"This fish is good for the baby."

"This soup is light, you should try it." Yang Zhiyan's bowl was piled up like a small mountain. She buried her head in her food, while Qin Yuzheng sat next to her, occasionally refilling her tea and stopping her from eating any of the greasy dishes.

The others had initially looked down on Yang Zhiyan because they had heard that Qin Yuzheng had married a woman from an ordinary family.

But looking at the Qin family's attitude towards Yang Zhiyan, especially Grandma Qin, they were extremely satisfied.

They dared not neglect Yang Zhiyan.

On the way back, Yang Zhiyan fell asleep in Qin Yuzheng's arms.

The car drove slowly in the winter sun, passing through the old streets of Beijing. Sunlight streamed in through the car window, falling on his shoulders and on her drooping eyelashes.

Qin Yuzheng looked down at her sleeping profile and did not wake her.

After returning to the old house, Qin Yuzheng did not wake her up, but carried her directly back to the room.

Grandma Qin stood at the door of the main room and saw Qin Yuzheng carrying Yang Zhiyan as he walked in. He walked very steadily, taking each step firmly, afraid of bumping her.

Grandma Qin didn't say anything. Only after Qin Yuzheng had walked away did she turn around and say to Qin Yuyan beside her:

"Your brother has finally learned to treat his wife well."