Chapter 349 The Yan Family

"No wonder, I've never seen these photos before," Yan Liti said with a sudden realization.

Last night, she shared the photos she had collected with Qiao Qiao.

Most of those photos were solo shots of Long Yijun, or photos of her and Long Yijun together. Shen Qingyan had only been with them a handful of times.

"Then don't hide them anymore, just put them all out in the open," Yan Liti said, waving a photo of Long Yijun holding Shen Qingyan's ear.

He continued, "Enlarge this one and put it in your bedroom. I've seen many people put it on their bedside table. You should put it there too, since there are no outsiders at home."

“…” Shen Qingyan.

Shen Qingyan blushed as red as a monkey's bottom.

Yan Liti added with regret, "It's a pity that Xiaojun can't come back right now, but it's okay. When we have time later, I'll have someone take a family photo of the four of us, enlarge it, and put it in the living room. What do you think?"

Qiao Changdong then realized that he didn't seem to have a decent photo with his daughter, so he eagerly agreed.

The matter was settled happily just like that.

9:30 a.m.

Two military off-road vehicles drove out of the castle.

It takes more than an hour to drive from the castle to the Yan family's old residence.

With nothing else to do, Yan Liti hugged Qiao Qiao and gave her a brief introduction to her family.

Yan Liti's generation was alright. Yan Liti said she had two great-uncles and one great-aunt.

My two great-uncles now live in the Yan family's old house.

Their main purpose in going there this time was to see their two great-uncles.

Qiao Qiao could remember them, but then Yan Liti introduced eleven people from her father's generation, namely Yan Liti's nephews, nieces, and great-nephews.

If these eleven are further developed, there will be twenty or thirty.

Qiao Qiao felt like her head was spinning.

She tried hard to remember all these people, but there were just too many. The more she tried, the more her head spun.

Yan Liti didn't notice at first, until she saw that familiar bubble pop up on her granddaughter's forehead.

The little person inside the bubble, clutching the giant, constantly flashing and changing size, suddenly realized she had said too much.

But the little person inside the bubble on her granddaughter's forehead was just too adorable; she looked at it with a mixture of love and pity.

She chuckled first, then placed her hand on her granddaughter's temples and gently massaged them.

Then she said, "It's okay, it's okay, it doesn't matter if they can't remember. The main purpose of this trip is for them to recognize my face and to pick up some red envelopes in a burlap sack."

“Baby, don’t feel embarrassed. These are all things you deserve. After all, Grandma has given away so much money. Let’s go and collect some of the costs today.”

Qiao Qiao initially thought that Yan Liti's claim of using burlap sacks to hold red envelopes was an exaggeration, but she was still shocked when the car carrying her arrived at the Yan family's gate.

The Yan family's old house is very large and has a simple and rustic Chinese style.

When the car drove through the gate, four men in Zhongshan suits came to open it.

The two doors were tall and large, with rows of golden studs on them.

Qiao Qiao sat in the car, tilting her head to look out, but she couldn't see the tops of the two doors.

After the door opened, the car drove through the gate.

It took about ten minutes to drive the car from the main gate to an open-air parking lot.

The parking lot is also very large, with a lawn on the side that is comparable to a football field, and in the middle of the lawn, there is a large fountain with a rockery.

And now, a circle of people is standing at the bottom of the steps of this big fountain.

A rough count revealed at least twenty people.

There were men and women, young and old.

It was quite lively.

Qiao Qiao, Shen Qingyan, Yan Liti, and Qiao Changdong rode in one car, while the three bodyguards rode in the car behind them.

After the car stopped, the twenty-odd people who had been talking all stopped and walked over.

As they walked over, the gazes they gave the cars here were all different.

There were those who were expectant, those who were curious, and those who were critical and disdainful.

However, as they got closer, regardless of their inner emotions, everyone wore smiles when they reached the car.

He greeted Shen Qingyan, who was the first to get out of the passenger seat, warmly.

Shen Qingyan nodded to the middle-aged man at the head of the group and called him "Second Brother".

"Qingyan is back too." When the middle-aged man saw Shen Qingyan, his slightly serious face softened into a smile, and he followed him to the back seat of the car.

The middle-aged man was around fifty years old and was wearing a very elegant Zhongshan suit.

Although he is getting older and has some fine lines around his eyes, it is still clear that he and Shen Qingyan look somewhat alike.

However, compared to Shen Qingyan, who was born into a military family and possessed a cold and fierce aura, his temperament was more inclined towards composure and gentleness.

He is only a few months younger than Yan Liti, and is the current head of the Yan family, Yan Xiaotian.

Yan Xiaotian personally helped Yan Liti open the back door of the car.

As soon as the car door opened, he saw Yan Liti in the back seat and respectfully greeted her, "Little Aunt."

As soon as Yan Xiaotian called for help, the crowd behind him also called for help.

Some people followed Yan Xiaotian's lead and called her "little aunt."

Some people also call her "little aunt".

There are also those who call her "great-grandmother".

After calling out to everyone, they all craned their necks, trying to see the other people in the car.

However, apart from seeing Qiao Changdong waving and greeting them, they did not see the small figure they were looking for.

In response to the shouts of the crowd, Yan Liti simply nodded slightly.

She was even a little unhappy because there were just too many people, all crammed together at the bus door, making it impossible for her to get off.

There was no way to get Qiao Qiao off the bus.

She could only say, "Alright, let's all go inside. Don't block the way here."

It's cold in Kyoto, even though most homes have heating.

However, there was no outdoor space available, and it was Qiao Qiao's first time in Beijing. Even though she had said that she was unlikely to get sick, Yan Liti was still very careful.

I was worried that she might catch a cold, and I was also worried that she might not adapt to the new environment.

From last night until this morning, she has been making light meals for her, just in case she feels unwell due to the change in environment.

Seeing that Yan Liti was unhappy, Yan Xiaotian also frowned.

"Don't crowd here, everyone go inside first." As she spoke, she then took the initiative to call out to Qiao Changdong, who was getting off the bus on the other side, after Yan Liti introduced him.

However, while he was greeting Qiao Changdong, his eyes were fixed on Yan Liti's small body, which was completely wrapped in a red fox fur cloak by Shen Qingyan, behind the car door.