What to Do If I Become the Villain's Daughter

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Time flew by in an instant.

In the blink of an eye, it was New Year's Eve.

Following the tradition of previous years, Huo Guining and Huo Xiaozheng spent the New Year at the Huo Family Ancestral Home.

This was Huo Guining's first time staying overnight at the Huo Family Ancestral Home.

Considering Ning Ning's poor health, Old Master Huo had specifically arranged for Huo Xiaozheng's room to be modified.

Next to the large bed, a slightly shorter but equally wide small bed was added.

Huo Guining exclaimed, "What a big bed!"

Huo Xiaozheng felt a twinge in his heart.

Initially, due to his wariness of Ning Ning and for his own convenience in checking on her, Ning Ning's bed at Panlong Bay was relatively small.

Huo Xiaozheng pondered whether he should replace Ning Ning's bed with a larger one after the New Year.

Huo Yueze knocked on the half-open door and called out to Ning Ning, "Ning Ning, shall we go fishing?"

Huo Guining glanced at the time, it was 10 AM.

She asked puzzled, "Don't we need to hang couplets and prepare for the New Year's Eve dinner?"

Huo Yueze paused for a moment: "Couplets? New Year's Eve dinner? We don't need to..."

Huo Xiaozheng interrupted, "Ning Ning, do you want to hang couplets?"

Huo Guining nodded.

Huo Yueze was about to say that the butler would arrange for someone to do these things.

But since Huo Xiaozheng had already spoken, Huo Yueze also became interested.

Hearing that Ning Ning wanted to hang couplets, Old Master Huo thought for a moment and said to the butler, "Bring paper and brushes."

Huo Guining exclaimed in surprise, "Grandpa, are you going to write the couplets yourself?"

Old Master Huo smiled, his stern face softening, "Grandpa is old now, I can't keep up physically, so I'll just write one pair for the main entrance."

Huo Guining excitedly said, "Then I want to write the small ones."

She looked at Huo Yueze, "Brother, let's write together!"

In previous years, during the Spring Festival, Huo Yueze would either play games with his friends or go out to have fun.

On New Year's Eve, he would have dinner with his family, pay respects to the elders, receive red envelopes, and that would be the extent of his New Year celebration.

Hearing Huo Guining's novel suggestion, he eagerly agreed.

In the main hall, the butler cleared two large tables for them.

He brought out brushes, ink, and high-quality red paper, setting everything up.

Old Master Huo held the brush, dipped it in ink, and his brush tip danced across the paper, the characters strong and powerful.

"May happiness dwell in this precious place for a thousand years, may fortune shine upon this household in all matters"

Old Master Huo put down his brush and rubbed his wrist.

Huo Guining's eyes sparkled with admiration, "Grandpa, your handwriting is so beautiful!"

Old Master Huo laughed suddenly, modestly saying, "I haven't written in a long time, I'm a bit rusty."