"Mom." "Mom." "Grandma." they shouted.

  I looked at the newcomer with curiosity.

  He was a thin old man, not tall, with all white hair, but combed neatly. He wore a silk jacket, black trousers and black high-heeled leather shoes, looking like a very particular old man, walking slowly down the stairs. His face was also fair-skinned, although there were many wrinkles, his skin was well-maintained for an elderly person.

  "Hello." "Hello." Yu and I both greeted each other.

  The old lady smiled and sat down in the main seat, looking very calm. I heard Wu Yu mention that usually the old lady, Professor Chen's family, and Chen Baozhu all lived in their Beijing villa. They only returned to their ancestral home during holidays. The old lady was quite traditional and seemed to be the daughter of a high-ranking official, while Professor Chen's father was a businessman. So they could be considered truly aristocratic and influential.

  "As Ru Yi told you," said the old lady, "since you've come, just stay for a while. Indeed, we don't get many guests at our house, but since you're Liang Jie's disciple and Ru Yi hopes so, don't decline."

  The words are spoken in a calm and steady tone, neither too close nor too distant. Although there's nothing wrong with it, somehow it makes people feel slightly uncomfortable in their hearts.

  Wu Yu also remained calm and composed: "Thank you, then I'll be bothering you." I thanked her too. The old lady's gaze suddenly fell on me, then quietly moved away.

  What a feeling is that? She was clearly looking at you, but it seemed like she didn't take you seriously. I looked at the delicate Miss Chen Ruying leaning on the old lady's side, and I could understand why the old lady took her side...

  "But mom, Zhiwei is coming tomorrow too, what about that room..." Chen Baozhu spoke again.

  The old lady put down the teacup in her hand and said lightly: "What's so difficult about this? Just arrange your brother's study and let him live well."

  Chen Baozhu didn't say another word.

  The others remained silent.

  I looked at Chen Baozhu's lowered head, feeling a bit guilty. She seemed like an honest person. We had taken over her boyfriend's room as well. Moreover, judging from the old lady's attitude, it didn't seem like she valued her boyfriend much either?

  The old lady glanced at Feng Yan and said, "Clean up the idle guest room."

  "Okay, mom."

  The old lady smiled at us and said, "Then you sit down first. The cook has gone back to his hometown for the New Year. Tonight, try Feng Yan's cooking skills. I'll go up and continue reciting sutras."

  We agreed.

  Chen Ruying showed a very lively expression and said, "A Yu, Tan sister, you two sit first, I'll go up to help mom clean the room." Tang Lianlian also stood up, supporting the old lady first, saying, "I'll support you upstairs, have you finished drinking tea? Do you want me to brew another pot?" The two went upstairs together, speaking in low voices, looking very close.

  I turned around and saw that Feng Yan was also looking at their figures, smiling slightly, with a somewhat dim gaze.

  I was taken aback.

  After a while, Feng Yan and Chen Ruying also went upstairs to tidy up the room. Chen Baozhu returned to her room, leaving only Professor Chen and us chatting. The atmosphere suddenly became much quieter. I looked out of the window and saw that dusk had fallen, with trees and grass covering the courtyard. Suddenly, I seemed to see a pair of eyes staring at us through the leaves and snow. But when I took a closer look, I only saw the dark green trees and the pair of eyes was gone. I thought I must have been seeing things.