“You are too shameless. You want to set off fireworks and buy them yourself!”
“I, the rich generation, will personally set off fireworks for you to see. What else are you dissatisfied with?”
“Chirp~bang!”
Brilliant fireworks exploded in the night sky, as if they were sprinkled with brilliant gold sand. The stars were dotted and dazzling. The two sides of the river bank were reflected as if it were daytime, and even the water was dyed with brilliant colors.
Feng Nanshu held the sweet potato in his hand, raised his head blankly, and looked at the group of sparks quietly with a sweet and calm expression.
Qin Ziang was standing on the bank of the river, holding a lighter in his hand and looking like a spoiled little girl.
After a while, after the fireworks were set off, Jiang Qin received a call from home, urging him to go back for the New Year’s Eve dinner.
“Little rich woman, my mother called me to go home for New Year’s Eve dinner.”
“Then I’ll go home too.”
“Do you have any New Year’s Eve dinner?”
Feng Nanshu nodded lightly: “I have food to eat.”
“Feng Nanshu, you can only call it New Year’s Eve dinner if you eat it with your family.” Jiang Qin thought for a while and then spoke.
“…”
Feng Nanshu looked at the fireworks in the distance and pretended to be nonchalant.
Jiang Qin clicked his tongue, held her little hand and got into the car. The little rich woman didn’t speak much the whole way, her expression was as cold as if she was in her senior year of high school.
Bang bang bang——
Hongrong Home, Jiang Family.
Yuan Youqin was instructing Jiang Zhenghong to cook dumplings and stew. When he heard the knock on the door, he immediately left the kitchen, but his face was very ugly.
She originally asked this brat to go out and buy some vinegar, because the convenience supermarket downstairs would close at six o’clock. If he didn’t buy it, he wouldn’t be able to dip his dumplings until the third day of the lunar new year. As a result, Jiang Qin went out for more than two hours. , only come back now.
“You have to go to Shanxi to buy vinegar, right?!”
Feng Nanshu stood at the door pretty, a little panicked: “Ah, auntie.”
Yuan Youqin was stunned for a moment, then put on a loving smile: “Are you Nan Shu? Come to play at home. Come in quickly. The dumplings are cooked. You didn’t tell me earlier. Auntie couldn’t give them to you. Prepare red envelopes.”
“It’s okay if I don’t want the red envelope.” Feng Nanshu waved his hand.
“That’s okay. I’ll dismantle Jiang Qin’s and give it to you later. By the way, where is Jiang Qin?”