Chapter two hundred and eighty birthday preferences
After staying with Liu Bailu for a while, Lin Yanli returned to the room and took a shower.
At this time, the sunset has passed, and the golden light on the earth is hazy. These are the auras of light projected by the formation of Mutian City.
Lin Yanli wore a dark floral filigree pleated satin skirt and a gauze jacket. Her hair was tied up in a pair of buns with a headband, and she wore a pair of pale pink fire rat boots. She looked lively and smart.
She shook her sleeves, looked at the brightly lit lobby with her little hands, and took a deep breath.
She crossed the threshold and walked slowly into the lobby. Looking at Lin Hanzhi, who was sitting on a futon in the distance chatting with Gu Xuanbei and Chen Momo, a hint of complexity flashed in his eyes.
Jiang Wanli and Lin Xifeng knew each other, so she definitely couldn't be Lin Xifeng's daughter. The two seniors seemed to have determined that she was a bloodline of the Lin family. It is a good thing to have the support of the Five Realm Overhaul, but lies will always be exposed.
On the day when she is exposed, will these two seniors show disappointment, and will they recognize her as their granddaughter?
Chen Qingzhi noticed Lin Yanli's figure, quickly stood up and pulled Lin Yanli onto the futon, and reached out to take off the hair tie from Lin Yanli's bun.
It turned out that the bun she wore herself was crooked.
Chen Qingzhi skillfully tied the hairband into a circle, then let her hair down, gently smoothed her loose shoulder-length black hair, and then straightened out a few stray hairs next to Lin Yanli's cheeks, revealing a fair and small face.
"My granddaughter is absolutely beautiful." Lin Hanzhi praised and gave Lin Yanli a thumbs up.
Lin Yanli sat up straight, and the tangled thoughts in her mind were suddenly relieved. She smiled sweetly, bowed slightly, and called grandpa and grandma softly.
Hearing Lin Yanli shouting for someone, Lin Hanzhi's beard almost straightened up to the sky, with a proud look on his face, "Look, what I said, my granddaughter is just a little afraid of life. All your worries about this and that are gone."
It’s just blind worry.”
"Good boy, come and show grandma." Chen Qingzhi touched Lin Yanli's little face lovingly, with a look of doting on her face.
Lin Yanli nodded, turned around, and looked at the old woman in front of him with wide eyes.
The old woman in front of her was wearing black clothes and a bamboo-carved hairpin on her head. Her hair was neatly combed, and she looked noble and elegant.
In the morning, Lin Yanli's first impression when she saw this old woman was that she felt very comfortable. She had a kind face and kind eyes. She was the most peaceful old woman she had ever seen.
She tilted her head slightly, avoiding Chen Qingzhi's sight. Being looked at like this made her feel a little guilty.
Lin Yanli's expression was caught in Lin Hanzhi's eyes, and he couldn't help but snorted, "Xifeng, this brat, is really good at hiding. My granddaughter didn't even tell him about me when she was so old, and she didn't even get close to us. This time we go
Guanhai Academy must give him a few whips."
Chen Qingzhi groaned and patted the table gently, "Don't scold Xifeng in front of the child."
"Ouch, I forgot, look at my mouth, it's really a colander." Lin Hanzhi patted his mouth, lowered his body, looked at Lin Yanli's side face and smiled: "Don't imitate grandpa, grandpa is Shan Zeye.
Xiu, I'm used to being wild. You are the eldest daughter of our family, so you can't be wild."
Hearing this, Lin Yanli felt even more guilty. She buried her head, shrugged her shoulders, and responded in a voice as loud as a mosquito.
Gu Xuanbei sat next to Lin Hanzhi, holding his head with one hand and a playful smile on his lips.
Lin Yanli's voice was usually louder than the gong, but today it was as if it was muted. He really wanted to record such a quiet master with a photo stone.
Chen Qingzhi looked around at Lin Yanli, and finally asked softly: "How old is Yanli this year?"
Lin Yanli paused and became more courageous, "Ten years old, it will be eleven soon."
Chen Qingzhi's eyes lit up, "Is your birthday coming soon? When is it?"
Lin Yanli nodded, hesitated for a few seconds, "October 18th"
She was talking about her own birthday, not Jiang Wanli's.
Lin Hanzhi stroked his beard and narrowed his eyes, "It's very close. Since we are here, we have to take care of it."
"No! I don't like crowds." Lin Yanli hurriedly shied away.
If Lin Hanzhi is involved, wouldn't it be possible for everyone in Mutian City to know about it?
"You old man, don't interrupt casually or make your granddaughter unhappy!" Chen Qingzhi glared at Lin Hanzhi, then smiled at Lin Yanli and said, "Is there anything Yanli wants?"
"What do you want?" Lin Yanli touched her chin and pondered for a moment. She raised her head and pointed to the north with her right hand, "I want to carve words on the city wall in the north."
Chen Qingzhi and Lin Hanzhi looked at each other and laughed dumbly. They really couldn't do this.
Lin Hanzhi smoothed down his beard and asked, "Why does Xiao Yanli want to carve words on the city head?"
Lin Yanli tilted her head, raised her hand, pointed at Gu Xuanbei and Chen Mo and said, "I'm a sword cultivator. They say that a sword cultivator can't be considered a sword cultivator unless he kills a big monster in disguise."
Gu Xuanbei raised his eyebrows, is this causing trouble?
Lin Hanzhi glanced at Gu Xuanbei and Chen Momo, stretched out his hand and grabbed Lin Yanli's right hand, and opened his palm. There were several shocking scars on the palm. These scars were injured by the sword, so they recovered like nothing else.
The place is fast.
"It's too hard to cultivate the sword and warm up the flying sword." Chen Qingzhi said with some distress.
Lin Yanli shook her head, "It's not hard, it's physical training that is hard."
For her, physical training that requires physical exertion is the most tiring.
"Then besides engraving, what else does Xiao Yanli want?"
To be honest, Lin Yanli really has no shortage of material things, but when Lin Hanzhi and Chen Qingzhi asked this, they must want to give her a gift on her birthday. It would not be good to offend the two seniors. She
After searching in my mind for a while, I finally found a suitable one.
"I want Mr. Fu Sheng's book."
"Oh, Yan Shengren's book!"
Lin Hanzhi was a little surprised by what Lin Yanli wanted, and wondered if Lin Yanli wanted it from her mother.
"Little Yanli also likes Yan Shengren?"
"Of course!" Lin Yanli's eyes widened, "I can't stop trying. I won't be able to sleep if I don't read Yan Shengren's original copy at night."
Lin Hanzhi chuckled. Everyone knew that Jiang Wanli respected Fu Sheng very much. He was crazy about Fu Sheng's copybooks, calligraphy and paintings, and the original copies. He didn't expect that her daughter would be even better.
Come to think of it, my father Lin Xifeng was a student of Fusheng, and my mother highly respected Fusheng. As their daughter, she was naturally influenced by them.
Lin Hanzhi touched the storage bag and narrowed his eyes with satisfaction. The last time he went to Guanhai Academy to do business, he got a copy of "The Theory of Restoration of the Holy Face" from Xifeng. He didn't expect it to come in handy today.
After asking about Lin Yanli's birthday, the two old men asked about Lin Yanli's preferences and Lin Yanli's living habits at home. Lin Yanli answered them one by one without any stage fright.
Of course, she still hid some bad habits so as not to bother the two old men with their nagging and delay her meal time.