Surrounded by the Billionaire's Deep Doting-Chapter 320 - 288: Double Ninth Festival

Su Xiaomeng didn’t even let the Zhou family into the ward and drove them out.

Su Li Hao was educated by Su Jianyi and Zhou Wenxiu.

Now that both parents are in trouble, he must bear the negative influence.

Su Li Hao has hands and feet, even without parents, he won’t starve.

Before leaving, Xiao Meng and Yin Shixiu went to Hong Shu’s house.

It was just an ordinary mid-sized public housing apartment. Hong Shu’s parents were workers, and although Hong Shu didn’t get into a university, he attended a technical college.

Still, his parents were very proud of him.

Xiao Meng had originally prepared for the worst.

She imagined the emotional breakdown of parents who had lost their child, how they might vent their anger on them...

She could imagine it.

But to Xiao Meng’s surprise, when they visited Hong Shu’s house, his parents did not vent their anger on them.

They were very sad and upset and had some resentment, but they weren’t unreasonable people.

Moreover, Hong Shu’s parents weren’t very aware of why someone had come to the flower shop to attack people that day.

They only thought it was a robbery.

Natural disasters and man-made irritants are hard to avoid, and the couple didn’t blame this responsibility on the Su Family.

Although the court would award them proper compensation, Xiao Meng still gave Hong Shu’s parents a sum of money.

Hong Shu’s parents originally refused.

But Xiao Meng told them, "No amount of money can bring Brother Hong Shu back, but if you don’t accept this money, our family won’t be able to sleep at night."

This was the truth, even if her father was always particularly spirited and childish when he woke up.

Even when alone, he felt pain for Hong Shu losing his life for him.

Before leaving, Yin Shixiu handed over a business card with his private number written on the back to the elderly couple.

"If you face any difficulties in the future, call this number to find me."

"Your son was very brave, I admire him and am grateful to him."

"Mr. Yin, thank you."

Su Xiaomeng and Yin Shixiu finished what needed to be handled and stayed in Chengdu for about half a month before returning to Beijing.

Shuangshuang and Huanghuang can’t be away from their parents for too long.

Back in Beijing, after a short rest, Xiao Meng began preparing to find a house for her parents.

When Grandpa learned that Su’s mother and Su’s father were coming to live in Beijing, he was so excited over the phone that he was speechless.

He took over the task of finding a house, "I’m an old man at home with nothing much to do, so I’ll slowly find a house. Let Chengji stay at my mountain villa first; he needs to heal for a year!"

Xiao Meng didn’t comment on it, and later Grandpa directly contacted her mother.

The matter of Su’s father and Su’s mother moving back to Beijing still needed to be communicated with Grandpa Su and Grandma Su.

Plus, the family house and Su’s father’s flower shop needed to be handled.

Even though Grandpa was anxious, Su’s father and Su’s mother probably wouldn’t be able to move over until the end of the year.

In fact, Yin Shixiu owned quite a few properties, but considering that Su’s mother would still have to work afterward and the distance between home and work...

It’s not that easy.

Moreover, the elderly couple planned to permanently reside, so having their own house would be better.

Knowing their grandparents were coming to Beijing, Shuangshuang and Huanghuang waved frantically at Su’s father and Su’s mother through a screen.

They meant they should arrive quickly.

Su’s father and Su’s mother felt their hearts melt.

This year’s National Day passed like a mess, accompanied by roller-coaster-like emotions.

Looking back, it was already late October.

Xiao Meng felt she hadn’t rested for a few days before packing her simple luggage again.

She was taking the children to Jiuling Mountain to celebrate the Double Ninth Festival.

The Yin Family placed great importance on the Double Ninth Festival, being busy with making Double Ninth Cake, drying vegetables, climbing high to pay respects to ancestors...

Overall, they were very busy!

Fortunately, Grandpa also lived on Jiuling Mountain, otherwise, with his jealousy, Xiao Meng felt she would truly be stretched thin.

Though living on the mountain, they still belonged to two families.

Those from the Bai Family who should come also arrived.

The Double Ninth Festival happened to coincide with the weekend, and Su Jin, a "bookworm," would spend her rest days in the library.

The Yin Family’s ancestral rites really had nothing to do with her, but...

Yet Shan Minglang was overly enthusiastic and insisted on dragging her over to take a look...

She refused resolutely, but Shan Minglang turned around and called Su Xiaomeng.

She couldn’t refuse her cousin’s invitation...

So, she hardly gave herself a break before she headed to Jiuling Mountain.

Su Jin was very simple, or one might say totally uninterested in fashion; she preferred to wear the simplest clothes.

She wasn’t particular about style, pattern, or brand.

But every piece of clothing she owned was washed very clean, and she would even iron out the wrinkles herself.

So, even if she wore the cheapest clothes, she was equally confident.

Zhou Mengqin was in the kitchen teaching the young ladies at home to make Double Ninth Cake with a few servants.

Mr. Yin was bored, and upon seeing Su Jin, he waved his hand, "Can you play chess?"

Su Jin nodded, "A little bit."

"Come, accompany this old man for a game."

"Okay, grandpa, don’t cry if you lose."

When Su Jin said this, she was really calm and serious, without a hint of joking.

It left Mr. Yin stunned for a moment, not knowing how to respond.

He wondered if this was the new way young people told jokes these days...

Even Yin Shixiu, who happened to overhear Su Jin’s words as he walked by, couldn’t help but pause, glance over, and then come closer to watch the game...

"Haha, the little girl is quite audacious."

Su Jin looked up, still earnest, "I won’t cry if I lose either."

In a game of Go, the old and the young were sweating profusely...

The fierce battle between the old and the young made the onlookers tense as well, their hearts swaying with the situation on the board.

Of course, this only applied to those who understood Go and could grasp the game’s situation.

As for someone like Shan Minglang, who never had any interest in chess since childhood, watching the black and white pieces alternate without a clue of what it meant.

But Su Jin was sitting in that chair, and he couldn’t resist wanting to join in.

So from time to time, he’d pop his head out to ask Yin Shixiu, "Uncle, who’s in the lead right now?"

"How much longer until it’s over?"

"Aren’t they hungry?"

"Uncle, aren’t they planning to sit like this all afternoon?"

"Probably, so you might want to find a spot to be quiet and stay put."

Shan Minglang quickly drew back his neck in response to Yin Shixiu’s impatient look, then shifted to another position and stretched out his neck again...

"Let’s take a break, it’s past noon already. Let’s grab lunch and then continue."

Zhou Mengqin approached and said softly.

However—

Mr. Yin waved his hand, not even lifting his head, and said, "Don’t talk, this is critical! Are you going to be responsible if I lose?"

Su Xiaomeng leaned close to Yin Shixiu and whispered, "Who’s more likely to win?"

Yin Shixiu bent down to whisper a few words into Su Xiaomeng’s ear.

She widened her eyes, and then burst into laughter, immediately covering her mouth for fear of disrupting the players.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Meng’s quick laughter, however insufficiently restrained, caught the attention of Yin Shaohui who, amidst his struggle, was sensitive to every movement.

His old eyes cast to the side, glaring not at the one who laughed but at Yin Shixiu, "You’re so capable!"

Yin Shixiu hastily cleared his throat, "I wouldn’t dare, but seeing you repeatedly yielding pieces to Su Jin, it’s indeed—"

"Yielding pieces?"

Yielding pieces?

The question came from Su Jin.

And in doubt within his mind was Yin Shaohui himself.

Su Jin looked up at Yin Shaohui, "Grandpa, did you really yield pieces to me?"

"I..."

Yin Shixiu walked over, taking a black piece from Yin Shaohui’s side, and placed it at a higher position closer to the grandpa.

Su Jin watched the piece land, and the original deadlock suddenly cleared up, where she had originally encircled the grandpa tightly.

But now, with a piece, the whole situation had turned.

"Grandpa wanted to play here several times but didn’t, yet grandpa, that’s not quite fair. I think even if you didn’t yield the pieces, the young girl might not necessarily have lost."

Yin Shixiu said.

Su Jin took a deep breath, put the white piece in her hand back, and finally relaxed the face she had held for over two hours, "I lost, grandpa is still more skilled."

Yin Shaohui dryly laughed and merely said, "The little girl is not simple! Who taught you?"

"I taught myself, but I participated in competitions and learned a lot from others too."

Su Jin honestly replied.

Yin Shaohui nodded approvingly, then stood up and stretched his stiff muscles, "Okay, let’s eat!"

Thus, everyone dispersed from the board and headed towards the dining room.

Yin Shaohui walked up to Yin Shixiu, gave him a glance, and said again, "You’re so capable!"

Yin Shixiu touched his nose, lowered his head a bit, exchanged amused glances with Su Xiaomeng, and then followed behind the elder.

The Chongyang Festival, though an important day for the Yin Family’s ancestor worship, doesn’t necessarily require all descendants to be present, different from the ancestor worship day in November.

Usually, those who had time would come, and those who didn’t would not.

But today, all the descendants turned up.

Even Yin Bowen’s family, who always relied on their father’s favor, came with their children.

Yin Junjie, who had been playing with his younger siblings in the courtyard, came inside to eat and, upon seeing Su Xiaomeng, couldn’t help but approach her, asking, "Grandma Xiao Meng, isn’t the younger sister here today?"

Xiao Meng thought, Shuangshuang is here, so she replied, "The little sister is here, she’s sleeping inside."

"Not Shuangshuang sister, but the girl from last time... the one from Bali!"

Yin Junjie knew that his parents didn’t like his little uncle and aunt’s family, so he snuck over to talk to Su Xiaomeng, keeping his voice low like a thief, afraid of being discovered.

Xiao Meng thought for a moment and finally realized who Yin Junjie was asking about.

"Du Qing’s little sister?"

"Ah, right, that’s her name, and she’s quite fierce! Where is she?"

"Du Qing’s little sister doesn’t live in Beijing, she lives in Chengdu."

"...Ah? Oh..."

Disappointment flashed in Yin Junjie’s eyes, but he quickly cheered up and said to Xiao Meng, "Then, then she can come to play with us next time, I’ll show her around!"