“…”
Ms. Yuan wiped her hands, turned and entered the bedroom. After taking out the red envelope prepared for Jiang Qin, she returned to the restaurant and handed it to Feng Nanshu.
“Nan Shu, Happy New Year. Auntie will give you a red envelope. I wish you peace and happiness every day.”
“Auntie is a good person.”
Feng Nanshu took the red envelope, glanced at Jiang Qin, then carefully put it into his pocket and patted it twice with his hands.
Jiang Qin took a bite of the dumplings that were not dipped in vinegar and thought to himself, Guo Zihang, Guo Zihang, you really paid for those roast chickens in the past by mistake.
Everyone is pretty much the same good friend, right?
Moreover, we have known each other since elementary school, so there is nothing wrong with us.
Then why does the little rich woman get a red envelope for the first time she comes, but you don’t even receive a red envelope when you come often?
You need to reflect on this issue carefully.
After a while, the stew was ready. Yuan Youqin and Jiang Zhenghong came to the dining table and announced that dinner was ready with smiling faces.
Although the dumplings on New Year’s Eve this year were made without vinegar, they were no less happy than when they were dipped in vinegar.
“Is there Zhao Benshan in this year’s Spring Festival Gala?”
“Which year’s Spring Festival Gala didn’t have him, could it still be called the Spring Festival Gala?” Jiang Zhenghong took a sip of the wine in his glass.
Jiang Qin was eating dumplings and watching the TV series “Not Short of Money”. He couldn’t help but sigh: “Maybe we won’t be able to see it in another year or two.”
“The Spring Festival Gala in recent years has become more and more boring. If Zhao Benshan’s sketches are gone, then there is really no need to watch them.”
“Nanshu, eat more food.” Yuan Youqin doesn’t pay attention to the Spring Festival Gala, but only pays attention to Feng Nanshu.
Although she was not sure whether it was her daughter-in-law, she still couldn’t help but pick up food for the little rich woman over and over again.
She really wanted a daughter. Maybe parents who only have a boy in the family would have this idea. They felt that their daughter was so obedient that others loved her, and that a boy would be too naughty. It was a pity that Jiang Qin was the first child, so this This wish cannot be realized.
At this moment, Feng Nanshu has really fulfilled all of Yuan Youqin’s fantasies about a well-behaved daughter. She eats whatever she wants and seems to be well-raised.
Jiang Qin looked away from the TV and glanced at the little rich woman: “You didn’t eat like this before, right? Why are you so ladylike today?”
“This is how I ate before.” Feng Nanshu looked serious.
“Impossible, you are a foodie. You dare to eat chili peppers in big gulps.”
“Jiang Qin, you are a bad guy.”