Till the End of Time

Chapter 237

Chapter 237

The most important material for making Xiangyun yarn is not the process of weaving, but the thread of making cloth.

This thread is the key to weaving Xiangyun yarn.

Lin Xinyan has always thought that the key lies in the weaving technology, but it is not.

Xiangyun yarn is made of silk, cotton and milk.

The three are combined in a ratio of one to one to twist a thin thread like hair. This kind of thread has three components, so it is not easy to do.

Only with this kind of thread can the Xiangyun yarn be thin, light, extremely smooth and wrinkle free.

Although Cheng Yuwen told Lin Xinyan the key, he decided to go back with Lin Xinyan.

If the literati really want to be investigated, then they should come to him.

This is also the result of his discussion with Cheng Yuxiu.

"You didn't say that. Won't you leave here? " Lin Xinyan looks at Cheng Yuwen strangely.

She knew that if he went to B city with her, if he saw the world with xiangyunsha, he would be targeted by the literati.

"Are you afraid of my danger?" Lin Xinyan knows why he suddenly wants to go back with himself.

With her own strength, she is not the rival of the writer at all. But she's not alone.

"I won't agree." Lin Xinyan refuses Cheng Yuwen to go to city B with her.

"Please believe me, if I encounter danger, Zong Jinghao will not ignore me. By his means, I believe he can protect me." Subconsciously, she has begun to trust and rely on Zong Jinghao.

In fact, she did not know that her attitude towards Zong Jinghao had changed.

this man. It's like the people in her life, the people she's close to, when things happen, she will think of him.

Cheng Yuxiu has done enough for Zong Jinghao. Now they will guard her.

"Wen Qing is now at the national level..."

"No matter how ruthless he is, he can't lay hands on his nephew, can he?" There was another reason why Zong Jinghao's identity was not disclosed at the beginning, because of the influence of the writers.

When Zong Jinghao was born, he said he was Cheng yuxiusheng's, and he didn't know whether he could grow up.

"No more. I won't allow you to go back with me." Lin Xinyan's attitude is very firm.

Cheng Yuwen sighed, "I'm old, live one more day, live one less day, no difference."

No matter what Cheng Yuwen said, Lin Xinyan didn't let go.

At daybreak, Lin Xinyan picked up some simple daily necessities and put them in his bag. Instead of saying hello to Cheng Yuwen, he left a note and left the backyard alone.

The people in the front yard are almost all up. There are only two kids. They are still in bed. The weather is getting colder and colder day by day. There is no floor heating and air conditioning in the countryside. The two children are hiding in the quilt and are unwilling to come out.

Lin Xinyan pushes the door open, and the two children hide under the bed and watch cartoons on a flat panel. Lin Xichen doesn't want to see it. He thinks it's naive, but Lin Ruixi wants to watch cartoons. He had no choice but to follow his sister and watch the cartoons without nutrition.

Zong Jinghao is sitting at the window, having a video conference with people in the company.

Hearing the sound of pushing the door, he raised his head and saw Lin Xinyan come in with a bag on her back. I understand that she has completed her career of learning crafts. It seems that they should be able to leave here soon.

He explained some things, finished the video conference, turned off the computer and stood up.

"We can go back." Lin Xinyan stood at the door and said after a while.

"Well, dress them. I'll go outside and tell them to get ready." Then Zong Jinghao left the room.

Passing by Lin Xinyan. He turned away from her.

That day, Zong Jinghao left the backyard like that. There was an atmosphere of disharmony between them.

There is no sense of estrangement.

Lin Xinyan is used to his intimacy, his touch and his sometimes unorthodox appearance.

This sudden alienation made her feel uncomfortable.

"Mommy." Standing on the bed, Lin Ruixi danced, dressed in duckling's pajamas and a hat on her head. It was really like a duck hopping. She extended her arm to Lin Xinyan and said, "Mommy hug."

Lin Xinyan put down his bag and came over, hugging his daughter and son, "it's late. I'll dress you and we can go back. "

"Really?" Lin Xichen is a little excited.

It's boring to stay here for a long time.When Lin Xinyan found their clothes, he gave them clothes and answered in a affirmative way, "really, Mommy is the one who keeps her word."

The two children happily stuck to her, hugging and kissing, "finally, we can go."

Linxinyan helpless smile, "here is so bad?"

Lin Xichen shook his head“ It's very good here. It's good mountain, water and scenery, but it's boring to stay for a long time. "

Lin Xinyan shaved his small nose. "People are not big, and they are very picky. Then the people who live here don't live any more?"

"No, mummy, the people who live here have been used to the environment without high technology for a long time. We have been in the city. It's strange when we first came here, but it's boring after a long time."

Lin Xinyan shakes his head and grins bitterly. The child is so young that his mouth is so powerful.

How can you grow up?

"Well, don't publicize your big idea. Get down and put on your shoes." Lin Xinyan patted his little ass.

Lin Xichen was a little shy, so he got out of bed and put on his shoes. Dressed son, linxinyan for daughter to wear, the little girl is not honest, dress also want to move, linxinyan gently patted her arm“ Be honest. "

Linruixi honest two minutes, linxinyan give her dress.

It's been an hour since they got dressed, washed and cleaned up.

Then Qin Ya came in“ I'll help you with your things. We'll all pack up. When we get to the village, we can take a car to leave. The car is waiting there. "

"Where's my father?" Lin Ruixi blinks big eyes. The child is spoiled by Zong Jinghao. She knows who is good to her, so she has become dependent on Zong Jinghao.

"Your father is talking to Uncle Shen and uncle su. You'll see him when you go out." Qin Ya felt her braid. Lin Xinyan braided her hair. There was no bangs in front of her, and her forehead was full and smooth. With her favorite hairy rabbit bag on her back, she went out to find Zong Jinghao.

Qin Ya laughs, "this child, really, more and more lovely."

Lin Xinyan also smiles, but this smile is perfunctory. He is still uncomfortable for Zong Jinghao's alienation.

Lin Xichen is still immersed in the excitement of being able to leave. He doesn't find Lin Xinyan's unnatural moment.

Pack up. Lin Xinyan holds his son in one hand and a bag with children's clothes in the other. Qin Ya follows them, holding the two children's things in his hand. These two children have the most things, more than a few adults.

Seeing them coming out, Zong Jinghao stops talking with Shen peichuan and Su Zhan. He comes over. He took the bag in Lin Xinyan's hand and said, "I'll carry it."

Lin Xinyan did not loose, looked at him, seems to be angry, he just alienated in the room.

Zong Jinghao was really angry with her. She knew something, but she didn't talk to him.

But I can't see her suffer.

For a moment, the atmosphere was a little delicate. A few eyes around were watching. Lin Xinyan had to let go first.

"Let's go." Zong Jinghao's light way.

At this time, Lin Xichen finally found that the relationship between Lin Xinyan and Zong Jinghao seems to have changed.

In my heart, are they upset?

Before, Lin Xichen didn't want Lin Xinyan to forgive this heartless man easily.

All of a sudden, this heartless man was not so attached to Lin Xinyan. He was afraid again.

In his heart, he still wants to be with his parents.

Sometimes rejection, sometimes difficult, just because Zong Jinghao once abandoned.

He wants dad.

No matter how resentful he was, he couldn't give up his blood. During this time, Zong Jinghao was very kind to him and his sister. He doesn't feel nothing.

He didn't want his dad and mommy to be separated.

He clutched Lin Xinyan's fingers and unconsciously used force. He must not let father and mother separate.