Feng Nanshu’s message is still silly. Although the person is not in front of you, the tone is very cute when you think about it.
“Okay, Uncle Gong, it’s been a hard journey.”
“Take care of yourself, my best friend.”
After Jiang Qin finished replying to the message, he saw that his mother had returned from seeing off the guests. When he entered the door, he asked, “Jiang Qin, it’s already past three o’clock. Has Nan Shu arrived in Shanghai?”
“Well, I just arrived and I already received the text message.”
“If you have to travel so far to celebrate the New Year, it would be better if you stayed at our house to celebrate the New Year.” Yuan Youqin said with some sadness.
Stay at our house?
Jiang Qin glanced at his mother inexplicably and said to himself, “Mom, you seem to have overstepped me and made a very important life decision for me. What’s going on?”
“Why are you looking at me like that?”
“It’s already the afternoon of the first year of junior high school. Where is my red envelope?” Jiang Qin remembered a particularly crucial question.
Yuan Youqin looked at him strangely: “It’s at Nan Shu’s place. Didn’t I give it to you in front of you last night? You brat, why do you have such a bad memory?”
“I didn’t ask about Feng Nanshu’s, I was talking about my share.”
“Who do you two give differently?”
“????”
Jiang Qin suddenly knew from whom he inherited his character.
Good guy, it turns out that my mother is a master of killing three birds with one stone. She saved the red envelope for her son, made the little rich woman happy, and most importantly, she forcibly fulfilled her fantasy of being a mother-in-law.
The world where only I was injured in the whole family has been achieved, which is quite good.
“Don’t be stunned, come here and help me divide the mutton chops, and pack up the rice, grain and oil distributed by the unit.”
Yuan Youqin rolled up her sleeves and entered the kitchen, calling Jiang Qin to help, and then cut the mutton chops into two parts.
One of them was sent to Jiang Qin’s grandma’s house by Jiang Zhenghong, who had just returned from New Year’s greetings.
The other gift, together with the gift Jiang Qin bought, was brought back to her parents’ home when she was in her second year of junior high school.
When Jiang Qin was a child, he lived with his grandparents. He did not live in the city, but in Nanya Village in the countryside. It was a small village with beautiful scenery, surrounded by mountains in the back and a river in the front.
It’s just because of the cold winter that the river is frozen and the mountains and fields are bare, which is not as beautiful as it is in midsummer.
“Grandma, I’m back!”