The Humble Family's Daughter Has A Spatial Pocket! novel Chapter 69

Chapter 69: Chapter 58, New Year’s Eve Dinner_l

The Yan Family’s New Year’s Eve dinner was eaten in silence. With Stepfather present, Daohua always remembered the slap she received in the pavilion. To say nothing of lifting the atmosphere, the fact that she could restrain herself from leaving was already a great display of self-control.

Even now, she could still remember the ringing in her ears and the fiery sting on her face.

If her stepfather had shown even a little bit of fatherly affection at that moment, he wouldn’t have hit her so harshly.

For such a father, she did not want to expend any more emotion than necessary.

Yan Zhiyuan did attempt to liven up the atmosphere at the table, but Old Lady Yan wasn’t in high spirits, and Madam Li didn’t join in the conversation. The younger ones, namely Daohua and Yan Wenkai, who were usually witty and humorous, were both silent tonight. Yan Yile was lively, but what she said simply couldn’t pique everyone’s interest.

Thus, the Yan Family’s New Year’s Eve dinner swiftly came to an end.

“Alright, you all may go, return to your respective courtyards to welcome the new year,” Old Lady Yan said indifferently. _{freeweɓnovel.cøm}

Yan Zhigao immediately laughed, “Mother, how can we leave? We’ll stay here and keep you company.”

Yan Zhiyuan also made his position clear, “Exactly, Mother, let us stay with you.”

Old Lady Yan didn’t want to dismiss her sons’ filial piety outright and said nothing more, turning to look at her three daughters-in-law: “The children are still young; there’s no need for them to stay up for the New Year. Take them back to sleep.”

Seeing her son and daughter’s bored expressions, the Sun Family matriarch chuckled, “Then I’ll take them back first and come back later to accompany Mother.”

Under the pitiable gaze of Yan Yishuang and Yan Wenbin, and remembering Aunt Lin who was dining alone, Yan Zhigao also said, “Mother, I’ll take Yishuang and Wenbin back to Shuangxin Courtyard first and come right back.” Old Lady Yan waved her hand, showing she was indifferent, and turned to the Wu Family matriarch: “Wenhui is still young, you take him back to sleep too.” Before the Wu Family matriarch could speak, six-year-old Yan Wenhui ran up to Old Lady Yan with his little legs, clung to her leg and cooed, “Grandmother, I want to stay up for the New Year with you and big sister.”

Seeing her little grandson, Old Lady Yan’s face brightened with a smile as she touched Yan Wenhui’s head: “But if you get sleepy, you must tell your mother. You’re still young; you can’t stay up late.”

Yan Wenhui nodded vigorously and then scampered off to find Daohua and the others.

Soon after, Yan Zhigao and others left, and the room fell silent once again.

Yan Zhiyuan glanced at those remaining: the third brother was not one to talk much, the eldest nephew was also reserved, and as for the eldest sister-in-law… she might have been approachable in previous years, but this year he dared not ruffle her feathers.

After looking around, Yan Zhiyuan felt stifled; with so many people in the room, he couldn’t find anyone to talk to.

So be it, everyone could just sit quietly and see the New Year in.

“Grandmother!”

Suddenly, Daohua burst in with Yan Wentao, Yan Wenkai, and the little tag-along Yan Wenhui.

Seeing Daohua, Old Lady Yan’s smile widened, “Such hustle and bustle, not at all like a young lady. Where have you all been?”

Daohua shook the deck of cards in her hand, “Fearing that Grandmother might be bored during the New Year’s vigil, your granddaughter specially went to fetch these.”

Old Lady Yan’s eyes lit up, and even Yan Zhiqiang, who had been sitting quietly all along, came over with a smile, “I was just getting bored. The cards have arrived at just the right time. Mother, shall we start a game of ‘Solitaire’?”

“Let’s do it!”

The previously dispirited Old Lady Yan suddenly sprung to life with a wave of her hand, actively shuffling the cards under the stunned gaze of Yan Zhiyuan and others.

The cards were made by Daohua, modeled after the poker cards from her previous life. With few forms of entertainment at home, she and Old Lady Yan would play ‘Solitaire’ to pass the time during the New Year holidays.

‘Solitaire’ had become one of the rare entertainments Old Lady Yan truly enjoyed.

Yan Zhiqiang and Daohua took their accustomed seats with ease.

Daohua chuckled, “Grandmother, are there any stakes?”