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On the first day of the Lunar New Year, according to custom, people generally do not visit people’s homes to pay New Year greetings.

Shen Jiayin had already planned to go to the streets today to experience the New Year atmosphere, and then go to the tombs of the martyrs in Jincheng.

After Xiao Changqing knew her plan, he insisted on going with her.

Shen Jiayin couldn't convince him, so the travel plan of one person became two people traveling together.

As a first-tier metropolis, Jincheng has banned the setting off of fireworks many years ago. Fireworks are only set off in special places arranged by the government during specific festivals.

This regulation is indeed good for the environment, but it makes the atmosphere of the New Year and festivals much lighter.

Because all the migrant workers went back to their hometowns for the holidays, the streets and alleys of Jincheng suddenly became empty. Even on the first day of the Lunar New Year, there were not many people on the streets. If it weren’t for the brand-new couplets, window grilles and New Year oranges everywhere, you wouldn’t think this is the most solemn Spring Festival.

Shen Jiayin said with some emotion: "Our era still had a more festive atmosphere, right?"

Although most people are poor, they still try to make it grand and the atmosphere is lively.

Xiao Changqing nodded. He remembered that when he was a child, when the Chinese New Year came, the lion team would come to the door, one after another, and he didn't know how lively it was.

"Indeed. The development of science and technology and the progress of the times will inevitably bring about the decline of traditional culture. It has improved somewhat in recent years. Pushing it forward ten or twenty years, we encountered a Western festival and the streets and alleys were crowded with people. People are more lively than the Chinese New Year, that’s irritating.”

Shen Jiayin couldn't help but frown when she thought of that scene. "If our ancestors found out, they would be very angry.

"In recent years, Chinese people have gradually realized the value of traditional culture, so now you can often see men and women wearing Hanfu traveling in the streets."

"Not nearly enough."

"It's indeed not enough, but no matter what, it will always get better and better. At that time, we couldn't even dream that China would become so beautiful, right?"

When he said this, Shen Jiayin's little depression immediately dissipated, and a bright smile spread out.

"I really can't even dream about it. When I first came here, I was just like Grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden. Everything I looked at felt strange. Two eyes were simply not enough. I still held my head when there were people, and I was alone. I started to let myself go, exclaiming suddenly, and burst into tears when I was sitting in the car, so Uncle Liu couldn't help but keep looking at me in the rearview mirror, feeling like I was looking at a fool. "

"I went shopping in the mall when I had nothing to do. I didn't miss any store. I walked from the first floor to the top floor, and then started from the top floor and went back to the first floor. I was still not satisfied. Fortunately, I was dressed well, otherwise I would have spent a lot of time shopping. Once, I didn’t buy anything, and the boss and waiters probably wanted to kick me out.”

Xiao Changqing was also amused by her words. "He is indeed a little fool."

"There was no way. At that time, although we were all thinking about finding a broad road, no one was sure whether it was a broad road or not. When the bomb was detonated, I didn't think I could survive, but when I opened my eyes, I came. I still can’t find the right words to describe the feeling of finding out that everything I once imagined has come true, and it’s better than I expected.”

There happened to be a vending machine next to it. Shen Jiayin ran over, bought two cans of drinks, and handed one to Xiao Changqing.

"Honor the revolutionary martyrs!"

"Here's to this beautiful era!"

Both of them are lucky ones blessed by God.

The woman passed by Shen Jiayin, walked a few steps and suddenly stepped back, looking closer at her again and again. "Yinyin?"

Shen Jiayin did not deny it, but responded unfavorably: "Zhou Mo, it's you."

"I thought I saw it wrong. Yinyin, I wish you a happy New Year and all the best."

Shen Jiayin also smiled and sent blessings without reaching out to hit the smiling person.

"By the way, are you alone too?"

"No. He went to a quiet place to answer the phone and will be back soon."

Zhou Mo was a little disappointed, but still said: "Then I'll wait with you for a while. I have nothing to do anyway."

"No, you can go about your business." Shen Jiayin would rather go shopping alone without saying anything.

Zhou Mo then laughed. "Yinyin, what is there to do during this Chinese New Year? Besides, we haven't seen each other for a while, and I also want to talk to you."

Speaking of which, Shen Jiayin couldn't refuse and had to deal with her.

After chatting casually for a while, Zhou Mo suddenly asked her: "Yinyin, have you followed Xiao Jiyun's Weibo? He posted on Weibo last night, did you know?"

Shen Jiayin immediately guessed what she wanted to say. "It's not strange for him to post on Weibo."

"It's not unusual for him to post on Weibo, but the content he posted is strange! He is such a cold person, but he actually publicly confessed his feelings on Weibo, did you know?"

Zhou Mo opened Weibo and asked Shen Jiayin to read the content of the Weibo post.

"Some people speculate that the owner of this hand is you, saying that the word "福" is very similar to the handwriting you posted. Their analysis was very clear. If I hadn't known about your relationship, I would have believed it."

Shen Jiayin just laughed, neither admitting nor denying.

When Zhou Mo mentioned this, he seemed to want to see Shen Jiayin's joke.

Even though Shen Jiayin repeatedly emphasized it, she still didn't believe that Shen Jiayin's infatuated love for Xiao Jiyun could be put down at any time.

"Who do you think this Jiaojiao is? I thought about it again and again, but I couldn't find a woman with the word "Jiaojiao" in her name among the major families. I guess it's either a nickname, or she's not from Jincheng."

"Oh, I think your analysis makes sense."

Seeing her lack of interest, Zhou Mo finally felt a little bored. "Yinyin, do you really not like him? I thought..."

Shen Jiayin couldn't answer these words for a while.

If it were before, she would have answered in the affirmative without hesitation.

But now Xiao Changqing is here, pestering her even if nothing happens, trying to be attentive and acting rogue. To say that she is completely indifferent would be a lie.

But there is no need to talk about the details to others, especially Zhou Mo.

"Jiaojiao." A low and melodious male voice sounded just behind her.

Hearing this voice, Zhou Mo's heart suddenly trembled and he immediately turned around in surprise.

Sure enough it was him!

"Third Young Master!"

Xiao Changqing nodded as a greeting.

Zhou Mo didn't feel inappropriate about this, because in his memory, this person had always been so cold, like a moving iceberg, which could give people frostbite.

But he was so dazzling that anyone who saw him would find it difficult to look away and could only be firmly attracted to him.

It wasn't until he realized that Xiao Jiyun's eyes had been falling on Shen Jiayin that Zhou Mo finally realized something was wrong, and then he remembered with hindsight that what he had just shouted was...

Jiaojiao?

Zhou Mo turned his eyes and found that except for the two of them, there were no other women staying here.

And the person calling "Jiaojiao" was definitely not her, so it could only be... Zhou Mo's eyes widened and he stared at Shen Jiayin in disbelief.

Is she just Jiaojiao?
Is Shen Jiayin the one who Xiao Jiyun publicly confessed to?
how can that be!

It's impossible, she must be hallucinating. Yes, she wanted to know who this Jiaojiao was so much that she hallucinated.

That must be it!

Even if Xiao Jiyun changed his mind about Shen Jiayin, it was impossible for his feelings to heat up to the point of public confession in such a short period of time.

That was Xiao Jiyun. How could he be so easily swayed by a woman if he wasn't a man with mediocre qualifications and no future?
In fact, Zhou Mo once suspected that his account had been hacked.

But she has been waiting hard since last night, and the Weibo post has still not been deleted, which shows that everything is true.

This explosive news immediately made Zhou Mo's mind spin, and in the end he couldn't help but want a definite answer.

She forced out an extremely unnatural smile and asked casually, "Yinyin, why have I never heard you say that you also have a nickname called Jiaojiao?"

"It's not an important matter. I really haven't mentioned it to anyone, and only a handful of people know about it."

There is really no need to spread a nickname around. If it weren't for Xiao Jiyun's Weibo, Zhou Mo wouldn't have cared at all.

After getting the exact answer, Zhou Mo's mood became even worse.

That person turned out to be Shen Jiayin!

Obviously not long ago, their situation was still half a catty and eight liang, they were both pitiful little people whose father did not care for their mother.

The only thing that is better about Shen Jiayin than her is that she has more money and can spend a lot of money in brand stores.

But as long as he thought that Xiao Jiyun hated Shen Jiayin so much and was just a little cold to him, Zhou Mo immediately felt comfortable.

As a result, now, even the only thing that made her happy no longer existed.

She felt a sense of embarrassment and resentment at being abandoned and betrayed, so her expression was a little distorted.

Xiao Jiyun was not interested in her at all, but looked at Shen Jiayin and asked, "Jiaojiao, let's go?"

"Zhou Mo, let's go first. Goodbye."

Zhou Mo didn't want to let them go at all, but he had no suitable reason for them to stay. He could only look at their pairs' backs with a look on his face that was about to cry.

Now that she has become Xiao Jiyun's favorite person, won't Shen Jiayin want to be able to win over others in the future?
Is she the only one who will continue to suffer and never get ahead?

Is this why Shen Jiayin deliberately distanced herself from her? To guard against her like a thief?
In her heart, is she so untrustworthy?
Zhou Mo stood there with an increasingly sinister look in his eyes, wishing that some accident would ruin everything and make Shen Jiayin turn back into a pathetic person like himself.

"Did you do it on purpose just now?"

"you guess."

Shen Jiayin glanced at him helplessly. "childish!"

"I'm calling this a declaration of ownership. How is that childish?"

"She's not a man, what kind of ownership do you claim?" She's really jealous, and she's not afraid of getting her teeth hurt.

"Jiaojiao, I declare ownership for you." That woman's intentions for him were written all over her face, and only a fool couldn't see it.

In this way, the original owner is indeed not very smart, and even people like Zhou Mo can't see clearly.

"Then thank you very much!"

A few happy and a few sad.

Shen Jiayin celebrated the Chinese New Year happily, but the Yin family had a very bad Spring Festival.

That night, Yin Peiwen and his son fell into the valley together with their motorcycle, and both of them were seriously injured.

The father and son lived in different wards, and it was not suitable for the daughter-in-law to take care of her father-in-law, so Tan Yulanwei injured her foot and had to go to the hospital to take care of Yin Peiwen.

Li Yuerong is responsible for taking care of Yin Jiesheng.

During the Chinese New Year, a family of four can only spend the New Year in the hospital, which is quite depressing.

What's even worse is that Yin Peiwen was hit twice in a row at an unspeakable part of her body, and her function even went wrong. And according to the doctor, there is little hope of recovery.

For a man, this is worse than killing him.

Yin Peiwen was never a good-tempered person. When something like this happened, his temper became even worse, and his temperament became gloomy.

"It's all caused by that dead girl! When I get better, I have to kill her! Bitch! Harmful! A short-lived ghost who doesn't deserve to die well..."

He is a grown man, but like a shrew, he keeps cursing his niece in the most vicious words.

But Shen Jiayin was not in front of him, so he cursed uncontrollably, so he pointed the gun at Tan Yulan again.

"Are you secretly having fun in your heart? Don't think I don't know what you, bitch, have done behind my back! Sooner or later, I will kill you adulterers and adulterers..."

He had known that Tan Yulan was not having sex with the men in the village. He chose to turn a blind eye before because he himself was not clear with other women. .

Now that he is no longer good, this matter is unfair. If Tan Yulan hooks up with a wild man again, he will naturally not be able to bear it.

Tan Yulan was not easy to get along with, so naturally she would not let Yin Peiwen scold him without saying a word. As a woman, she has a natural advantage when it comes to throwing insults and swearing at others. Yin Peiwen was so angry that she almost lost her temper on several occasions, and the two almost started fighting.

The people in the same ward couldn't bear the smoky atmosphere. They complained to the nurses several times and even asked to change wards.

There was no choice but to put Yin Peiwen and his son in the same ward and let him torture his own people.

Yin Jiesheng also had a headache from their noise, and some of their words were really unbearable. He simply put the earphones into his ears, checked his cell phone, and let them noisy as they pleased.

After swiping and swiping, Yin Jiesheng came across Shen Jiayin's Weibo post where she personally wrote a couplet. Almost all the comments on Weibo praise Shen Jiayin for her good handwriting and her style.

[Suddenly discovered that Shen Jiayin is really a rare and versatile person in today's entertainment industry. Acting, martial arts, horseback riding, dancing, dressing up as a man, singing a male voice... Even calligraphy is so outstanding now, what else does she not know how to do? 】

[I also have an intuition that Shen Jiayin is very likely to be proficient in all kinds of music, chess, calligraphy and painting. I’m very curious, what kind of family can raise such a talented and beautiful woman]

Others may not know it, but as his cousin, Yin Jason knows very well the environment in which Shen Jiayin grew up.

The old lady was dragging her around, so how could she have any spare money to send her to some special interest classes? Even if she has that kind of money, that damn girl still has to have that kind of qualification!
But Yin Jiesheng also looked at those couplets carefully. Even if he didn't know calligraphy, he could see that they were indeed well written.

This Shen Jiayin is either not the same person, or those so-called skills are all lies, just for hype!

Thinking that it was because of this dead girl that he had to spend the Chinese New Year in the hospital, Yin Jiesheng couldn't help but feel resentful.

He sent so many private messages, but this damn girl didn't reply to a single word. Do you really think he can't do anything to her?
No, I have to show this dead girl some color!
(End of this chapter)