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Lin Xiao brought the three sisters into the main room.

The fire in the room was burning brightly, dispelling the coldness all over them.

He poured three bowls of hot tea, and Su Xinyue held it in her hands. Then she calmed down and explained what had just happened in detail.

After hearing this, Lin Xiao frowned slightly, stood up and said, "I'll go take a look."

Su Xinyue subconsciously grabbed his arm: "Uncle Lin, it's too late, it's snowing again... forget it."

Her hands were cold and trembling slightly.

Lin Xiao looked at her worried eyes, remained silent for a moment, and sat back on the chair.

He nodded: "Okay, you can sleep here tonight and talk about it tomorrow morning."

Su Xinyue retracted her hand with an apologetic look on her face: "Uncle Lin, I'm sorry to disturb you so late..."

"It's okay." Lin Xiao got up and went to get the bedding from the cabinet in the back room.

Shangguan Feiyan curled her lips and glanced around the room. Although she disliked the simplicity of the room, the wind whimpered outside, so she shrank her neck and did not say anything after all.

Su Xinyue helped lay the kang.

The heated kang was very warm, and the quilt was old but clean and thick.

"It's getting late, you guys should have a rest early." Lin Xiao picked up the original quilt, "I'll go to the side room to sleep."

"How can that be done? There is no kang in the side room. It's such a cold day..." Su Xinyue hurriedly stopped her.

"You are so weak that you can't stand sleeping on a cold bed." Lin Xiao smiled, "Be obedient and go to sleep."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was another "bang bang" knock on the door.

Shangguan Feiyan said "Ah" and shrank behind Su Xinyue, her face turned pale: "Just, that's the sound, is it... is dad back? It's not the first seven yet..."

"Don't talk nonsense." Su Xinyue hugged her, her own voice trembling.

Lin Xiao's face darkened: "I'll go take a look."

"Don't go!" Shangguan Feiyan shouted suddenly, but felt it was inappropriate, turned away and muttered in a low voice, "You have old arms and legs...what if..."

Lin Xiao glanced at her.

Although this girl has a tough mouth, she has a good heart.

Lin Xiao said warmly: "It's okay, I suspect someone is pretending to be a ghost."

He held an oil lamp, took out the hatchet from behind the door, and opened the main room door.

The cold wind blew in the snow foam, and he stepped into the yard.

Lin Xiao held up a lamp and looked at it. The footprints in the snow were deep and messy.

He frowned slightly, closed the door and returned to the house.

Lin Xiao said in a deep voice: "Someone is pretending to be a ghost. Wait until tomorrow and I will set a trap to vent your anger."

Shangguan Feiyan breathed a long sigh of relief, then gritted his teeth: "Damn you, don't let me catch you!"

"Okay, go to sleep." Lin Xiao soothed, "I'll watch over you, so you can sleep peacefully."

Su Xinyue's eyes were red and she thanked her in a low voice.

The three of them lay on the kang.

The bed was warmed by the fire, and Shangguan Feiyan couldn't help but sigh comfortably: "It's so warm..."

"Uncle Lin's kang burns really well." Su Xinyue also said softly.

"As long as it's warm, if you're afraid of the cold, there's a quilt in the cabinet." Lin Xiao looked kind.

"No, no, it's already very good." Su Xinyue said hurriedly.

"Okay, I'm going to the side room, you guys have a good rest."

The side room was indeed bone-chillingly cold.

The kang was cold, and the window was leaking air.

Lin Xiao lay down undressed. The old quilt was thin, and the cold air seeped in from all directions.

He tossed and turned, completely sleepless.

In the main room, Shangguan Feiyan turned over and whispered: "Sister Su, you and Sister Qingxue can sleep together. I'll keep watch in case that old man sneaks in in the middle of the night..."

Su Xinyue reached out and flicked her forehead: "You, you always like to think wildly, go to sleep quickly, I will watch over you."

"Then wake me up later," Shangguan Feiyan muttered, "Let's take turns..."

"Okay." Su Xinyue responded softly.

After a while, Feiyan's breathing became even and long.

Leng Qingxue was already weak and had already fallen asleep.

Su Xinyue stood up quietly, put on her coat, picked up the oil lamp, and walked quietly to the door of the side room.

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