Quick Transmigration: Survive to the End

Upon receiving the steward's instructions, someone immediately ran to the main house to report.

Yin Yin and her sister quickened their pace, but before they even reached the main courtyard, they saw their mother rushing over.

"Jingjing, Yinyin," Lin's mother hugged her two daughters, her eyes reddening with emotion, "Good children, you've both grown taller."

"Since you're back this time, are you able to stay until after the New Year?"

Yinyin nodded: "Master has allowed us to stay in Xiali. She will be going to a banquet at that time and plans to take us with her."

Hearing that her daughters could stay at home for so long, Lin's mother was even happier. She held one daughter in each hand and couldn't bear to let go.

It was Lin's father who stepped forward to persuade them: "It's cold outside, let's go inside and talk."

Lin's mother then composed herself and, with her daughter, followed her husband back into the house.

Unlike the Xuan Nu Sect, their home had a charcoal brazier lit early in the morning, and thick curtains were used to keep out the wind and snow outside. As soon as Yin Yin and her companion entered, they felt warm and cozy, and smelled a fragrant aroma.

Lin Jingjing sniffed, a little curious: "Mom, what is this fragrance? It smells so good."

"It smells like lychee?" Yin Yin replied first. "There should be some other things added as well."

Lin's mother nodded and said, "Yes, we used lychee shells and other ingredients to make incense earlier. Since you like it, we'll have someone fetch it back later to scent your house."

After her two daughters took off their outer robes, Lin's mother noticed their clothes and became worried: "Although we lit a charcoal brazier, it's still cold. Should we put on a couple more layers of clothing?"

“No need, Mother, we’re not cold,” Yinyin said, placing her hand in her mother’s. “Look, my hands are still warm.”

That's what they say, but there's a kind of coldness in this world called "your mother thinks you're cold."

Therefore, after exchanging only a few words, Lin's mother led her two daughters to change into new clothes.

Although the Yin Yin sisters were not at home, Lin's mother prepared their clothes every year, so they wouldn't be afraid of not having anything to wear now that they were back.

However, once the clothes are changed, they are no longer comparable to the simple Xuan Nu Sect's standard attire.

The jacket and skirt, embroidered with beautiful patterns, and the vest were all complete. Because Yin Yin was young, the edge of her vest was even trimmed with rabbit fur, making her look exceptionally cute.

In recent years, the two sisters have grown their hair longer within the Xuan Nu Sect, and Lin Jingjing has added more jewelry to her head. Yin Yin, on the other hand, is still young and only uses a hairband with pom-poms to hold her hair up.

After the two sisters changed into their new outfits, Lin's mother liked them and planned to get them some other outfits.

Yinyin quickly stepped forward and took her mother's hand: "It's almost time to eat, Mom, let's see what we're going to eat."

Although Lin Jingjing liked to dress up nicely, she had been in the carriage for so long and wasn't really keen on cooperating today. She added, "That's right, that's right. After being away for so long, I've started to miss our chef's cooking."

"Although it's not nice to say it like this, I do think the chef's skills are indeed better than those of the aunties in the kitchen."

Both children were thinking about food, so Lin's mother was naturally distracted and took the children out to look for something to eat.

While the three of them were discussing, Lin's father sat to the side watching with a smile, occasionally answering a few questions from his wife or daughter.

Seeing this, the servants inside the room left only one head maidservant at the door to await instructions, while the rest of them withdrew.

After a lively family meal, it was time to rest.

The rooms of Yin Yin and her sister are always well-maintained, but Lin's mother is reluctant to let them go back.

Seeing this, Lin's father whispered to her, "You can still see her tomorrow. If you're worried, go and check on her secretly tonight."

Lin's mother nodded, but still personally escorted the two sisters to their respective courtyards and left only after they were settled.

For the past three years, Yin Yin has been away from home, so naturally her wet nurse couldn't stay either, and several of the maids who used to serve her have reached the age to be released.

However, Lin's mother never skimped on the rules for her daughters. Even when they were not at home, the necessary staff were always properly trained.

Now, Yin Yin is accompanied by her former maid, Gui Zhi, who leads the newcomers.

Yinyin didn't know him very well, so she didn't say much on the first day. It wasn't until the next day that she properly asked for his name.

The first night back home passed peacefully. However, neither Yin Yin nor Lin Jing Jing felt quite at ease.

People say it's easy to go from frugality to extravagance, but difficult to go from extravagance to frugality. But to me, even now, with my luxurious bed and soft pillows, I feel less comfortable and at ease inside.

In response to Lin Jingjing's question, Yinyin could only say, "Perhaps it's a matter of habit? I didn't sleep well last night either."

Seeing that her younger sister was also like this, Lin Jingjing felt relieved and didn't say anything more. Instead, she picked up her sword and started to analyze the moves with her sister.

When they got home, Yin Yin and Lin Jingjing started practicing their martial arts at the same time they did at the Xuan Nu Sect.

As time went on, the two sisters had more things to do. Although they still got up early, Lin Jingjing's practice time was reduced considerably.

Fortunately, she knew the risks and didn't completely give up; she just didn't progress as quickly as Yin Yin.

Seeing that she was somewhat sensible, Yin Yin didn't say much, after all, she had many other things to do besides practicing martial arts.

Lin Jingjing studied refined pursuits like music, chess, calligraphy, and painting, while Yin Yin dealt with account books and money almost every day.

Lin's father had been away for several months, and there was a lot of material he needed to read.

But whether he was looking at the account books in his study or going out to check the accounts, he always asked Yin Yin to accompany him.

Although he says he wants to nurture Yin Yin, he actually can't bear not seeing his daughter for so long every day. Even if it's just one daughter, she's still by his side, isn't she?

It wasn't that he didn't want to bring both of them, but Lin Jingjing was already in her teens and her appearance was gradually developing, so it wasn't a time for her to go out casually. She also wasn't really interested in these things, so he naturally wouldn't force her to do anything.

Yin Yin didn't care where she went with him. If her father was willing to teach her about the shop, she would learn from him. When her father was busy and couldn't pay attention to her, she would practice her internal energy on the side. Sometimes, if she sat for a long time, she would get up and practice a couple of basic moves, so that her father could also get some exercise.

As time went on like this, Yin Yin didn't feel anything was wrong, but Lin's father started to worry.

"Father will be staying here for several more hours. It's a rare trip to the prefectural city today. Yinyin, would you like someone to take you out for a stroll?"

Yinyin initially wanted to refuse, but when she met her father's gentle eyes, she changed her mind.

Father Lin laughed, pointed out a few servants to follow, and specially prepared a lot of silver for them: "Buy whatever you like. If you don't have enough silver, leave them a note and have someone come to ask your father for it, understand?"

Yinyin didn't think she would buy anything too expensive, but she nodded in agreement before leaving.

The shop was in a good location, right on the busiest street. No matter which way you went, there was somewhere to go. Yinyin stood in front of the door, momentarily at a loss.

"Are you Lin Yinyin?"