Chapter 2 Xiao Nian

Karl had just come out of the kitchen when he saw the Spirit Sulphone coming down the stairs.

"Dad, won't you talk to big brother? Something so important,?"

"You stay out of it, I have my own plans,"

"What I don't care, big brother will know sooner or later, you can't hide it for long," said Spirit Sulphone with an anxious face.

"Well, well, it's time to eat, get out of my way ," Carl ignored Ling Siao's words, soup in hand, and walked around past Ling Siao.

Looking at his father's relaxed demeanour, Ling Siao shook his head helplessly, pulled out his chair and sat down.

"Wow, it smells good, Uncle." Changed into a casual outfit, Xia Bing-like came down from upstairs at this time. Her face was thick with colour.

"Yeah, well, have some more then, huh. I haven't even cooked for a while, I don't know how it tastes."

"Anything my uncle cooks is delicious, I will eat it all. I envy you, Ling Siao, how you get to eat delicious meals every day."

"Envy me? My dad doesn't cook so much food for me, you don't even know how long it's been since I've had a meal made by him," Spirit Sulphone said, aggrieved at the way she was treated.

"You're the one who's not eating," said Summer Binyon helpfully to Carl.

"What I don't eat, is that there is simply no one to make it, every day, I have to eat out and then come home, the kitchen hasn't been used for ages, but now there is an extra person in the house. I don't have to feel unaccompanied ......." It didn't feel right, and Spirit Sulphone suddenly stopped.

"An extra person?" Xia Bingyang's doubts were heavy. Leading eyes looked at Spirit Sulphone.

"Uncle, I'm back,"

A girl's voice suddenly comes from outside the door, like a river in a dream. It flows. Drifting and polder.

"Didn't Xiao Nian say he wasn't coming back today? Dad," said Ling Siao, a little surprised. There was worry in his eyes.

"How should I know," said Karl, also a little surprised, getting to his feet and hurrying towards the door.

Who the hell is it?

For a moment, he was annoyed.

The gorgeous eyes full of doubt were more frozen.

Lin Xiaonian felt really surprised today that an event he didn't want to attend was forced to be cancelled, turning his mood into a more pleasant one. He always felt that something was going to happen today and his eyelids kept dancing, thinking of his sudden return home and seeing Uncle Carl's surprised face.

"Look, Uncle, I've bought you something delicious," said Xiao Nian, just as the door was opened, showing off her spoils from the supermarket.

"Nin, what brings you back, didn't you say there was an event?" Taking the bag, Carl was even more puzzled.

"Yes, but it was cancelled, so I went home. Oh, Uncle, I also bought some tonic, it's good for your health in many ways," said a soft smile with all the colours of happiness.

"Lin Xiaonian, didn't buy my stuff?" Spirit Sulphone suddenly interjected.

"Yes, yes, of course, how dare I forget the things of our young master," sneered Nin, deliberately.

Suddenly, Lin Xiaonian's eyes lit up, the person sitting opposite to Ling Siao, as if he had seen it somewhere, with a diamond-shaped face, deep-set eye sockets, and eyes that still looked beautiful even though they were very serious, wasn't this Yang Yang? Lin Xiaonian remembered the photo he often saw when he was very young, at that time, the boy in the photo was only six years old, yes, it was him, it was Uncle Duan's adopted son --- Xia Bingyang! Compared to when he was a child, he really hadn't changed much, except that, now, he had a more mature and stable look . Just like Uncle Duan back then.

"Brother Bing Yang, I've finally met you, it's great," suddenly Lin Xiaonian ran towards Xia Bing Yang excitedly.

Before Xia Bingyang had time to dodge, she was tightly surrounded by the embrace of the girl in front of her.

"I really didn't think I'd see you again, I'm so happy," said Nin, unable to hide it. The emotions were thrilling.

On the sidelines, Spirit Sulphone was even more surprised and looked at Karl with a strange look, while Karl was even more baffled.

"Hello. Who are you?" Xia Bingyang pushed her away violently, a little bored.

The first time you meet a man, you jump on him without shame.

"I'm your sister."

"What! My sister?"

"She is your Uncle Duan's daughter.

"What!" Xia Bingyang really couldn't believe it, when did Uncle Duan have a daughter, how come she didn't even know about it.

"It's an adopted daughter, adopted by your Uncle Duan, it's been 20 years, and we just found out about it," Carl said before telling the truth.

Xia Bingyang could not believe her ears. First there was the news of Uncle Duan's death, and then came an even more desperate one, in the same day, after making herself lose a family member, another family member appeared, and, moreover, a family member she had never met.

Looking at the girl in front of her, Xia Bingyang then began to measure her up, long broken hair draped over her shoulders, a pair of large eyes gleaming at herself as if she was about to speak, probably too excited just now, a touch of red on her face had not yet receded. The girl's fair skin is set off. The glow is clear.

"How do you know mine,?" Xia Bingyang found it strange, which brought him to the main question.

"Yes, Xiaonian, neither Dad nor I told you, how did you know he was your Uncle Duan's adopted son." Ling Siao was even more anxious.

"When I was very young, Uncle Duan told me that he had another son, he just wasn't around, I still have a picture of Brother Bing Yang as a child, if you don't believe me, I'll show it to you,"

"Really? Let me see what big brother looked like as a child." Ling Siao had an interested look on his face.

"Fine, I believe it, I believe it, you don't have to look for it," said Xia Bingyang, who was busy awkwardly blocking it.

"Well, now that everyone is here, I'm not going to keep things from you, you always have to know," at this point, Carl walked to the centre of the living room and took an envelope out of a drawer, his face serious.

"Uncle, what's going on?"

"This is a letter from your Uncle Duan, Bing Yang, read it first."

Accepting the envelope handed to him by Karl, Xia Bingyang's heart surged. Excitement, fear, anticipation.

Carl:

How are you doing? Business is good, I guess, your health is good, everything is fine at home, huh? I don't even know what to say, my words are a bit contradictory, yeah, it's been too long since I've contacted you, I don't even know what to say, my tone has become raw.

I wanted to come and see you, but recently, my health is not very good, I always feel very tired, I have to admit that I am getting old, after all, time passes really fast, so fast that I forget how long we have not seen each other, in a flash, I actually live here for more than 20 years, it is really a bit hard to believe it. The humdrum life has been a relief to my soul. It makes me not fearful of the future and not miss the fragile memories and scars.

I'm sorry, Carl, for leaving without saying goodbye in the first place. You must have hated me so much. Leaving you and Yoyo behind. It's been so many years. Please say to me to Yoyo. I will always love him. Please ask him to forgive me for being an irresponsible father. Forgive the father who saw him and thought of Hong Yip and chose to abandon him.

Maybe it was Xiao Nian's liveliness and strength that touched me. Now, I am happy, my life is not so sad with her company. Have I ever mentioned Xiao Nian to you. I had forgotten that I adopted Xiao Nian from an orphanage when she was 3. She was a poor child, abandoned by her own family and suffering from congenital asthma herself, and spent several years in hospital before she passed the dangerous stage.