Chu Siqi looked at the corner of his mouth that couldn’t be suppressed and raised, and a forced smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
At noon, Jiang Qin felt that his relatives were almost gone, so he walked back to the community. When he opened the door, he saw the little rich woman helping Yuan Youqin clean up the coffee table. When passing by him, the little rich woman stopped and called out softly. A brother.
“Aren’t you trembling with so many relatives?” Jiang Qin didn’t understand.
Yuan Youqin walked out of the kitchen at this time: “Why are you shaking? Everyone praises Nanshu for being smart and generous.”
“?”
Jiang Qin looked at Feng Nanshu seriously: “How many things have you lied to me about?”
Feng Nanshu was silent for a while: “Brother, I never lie to you.”
“You lied to me and said you were afraid of society.”
“It’s really scary in society, but I’m not afraid at home.”
(It’s the end of the month, let’s get some monthly tickets)
Feng Nanshu said the words “our family” a little confidently, then put the paper cup into the trash can and went to the kitchen to help Yuan Youqin.
Now she has fully demonstrated her role as the little mistress of the Jiang family. She can do everything and is sometimes even more professional than Jiang’s mother.
Then the family of four began to rest in the living room, making a cup of hot tea and watching the replay of the Spring Festival Gala. The whole home had a sense of undisturbed warmth, and a comfortable feeling spread from the toes to the Tianling Gai.
Yuan Youqin was extremely happy this New Year. She thought that she would have such a happy Spring Festival if she had a caring little cotton-padded jacket.
“Tomorrow, on the second day of the new year, it’s time to go to grandma’s house. Nan Shu, I’ll take you to see grandma. She must like you very much.”
“good.”
Jiang Qin was speechless for a while: “It’s bad, my house is really going to be stolen by the little rich woman.”
Feng Nanshu looked over at this time, then quietly moved her buttocks, getting closer to Jiang Qin, and then looked at the family portrait on the table, her expression as happy as a cat.
This is the first full New Year she has spent at Jiang Qin’s house.
From the busy days of the twelfth lunar month, to the New Year’s Eve dinner, to welcoming guests to her door today, the concept of home gradually became clear in her mind.
At first she just wanted a good friend, but unexpectedly she got the warmth of a family.
“Jiang Qin, go and share a portion of the sheep sent by Shu’an later. Keep half to give to Grandma You and the others at night, and the other half to your grandma’s house tomorrow.”
“Mom, I don’t want to work.”
Jiang Qin slumped on the sofa, crossed his legs, imitated the little rich woman, and spoke confidently.