What a wily and cunning person! He underestimated this time.
He took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Yi Yao.
Haicheng.
Yi Yao casually glanced at the text message sent from his phone and frowned slightly.
Guan Mo: "Yaoyao, are you coming back for the New Year?"
In addition, there are many chat records on it, but Yi Yao did not reply to most of them because she always felt that Guan Mo was trying to control her life, which made her a little suffocated.
She hesitated for a moment, then replied to him.
"No return."
Guan Mo: "Then when will you come back? There were some problems with the last cooperation project, and I want to discuss it with you."
Yi Yao: "Let's celebrate the New Year. I'll contact you when the time comes."
"good."
Guan Mo had a gloomy face and flipped through the calendar casually. There were still three days until the Chinese New Year.
Then I thought about it, Yi Yao was suppressed by bloodline Gu insects, no matter how powerful Wei Heng was, there was nothing he could do in just a few days.
Guan Mo laughed wildly, Wei Heng had done so much, but in the end it was all in vain. He couldn't wait to see him in despair.
The boss smiled horribly, and the assistant shrank back and forth with her head lowered. If the salary hadn't been so impressive, she would have killed herself rather than work for Guan Mo anymore.
It's so scary, the boss is crazy!
Time flies by quickly, and it’s New Year’s Eve in a blink of an eye.
There is a custom in Haicheng to make dumplings on New Year's Eve. Even in wealthy families, this custom will not change. In the morning, Yi Yao, Xing Yan and Wei Heng got up early.
After a simple breakfast, I got busy.
In the new year, posting Spring Festival couplets and hanging lanterns are all rules left by the ancestors of Haicheng. The servants of the Xing family have also gone home to celebrate the New Year, so this important task falls on them.
Yi Yao held the first couplet in one hand and the second couplet in the other.
First couplet: Welcome the new year with beautiful scenery.
Second line: Say goodbye to the old year and things will be glorious.
Horizontal comment: Spring is full of joy.
Wei Heng read it once, nodded and said: "It's really good."
Yi Yao raised his chin and said, "Of course, I hand-picked this. Look at the big gilded characters. It's festive but not vulgar."
"Mommy, great." Xing Mu walked up to Yi Yao with his short legs, his steps wobbly and he almost sat down on the ground.
Wei Heng and Xing Yan stood on both sides of the gate on a high ladder.
After a busy morning like this, Yi Yao received a phone call and happily went to the kitchen to start cooking.
Wei Heng followed as a helper.
Yi Yao no longer cares about what happened that day. They are all adults, not to mention their memory. They have done a lot...
So she felt relieved after thinking this, and even talked a few more words with Wei Heng and she gained some patience.
The two get along very naturally, and they have a tacit understanding when cooking together.
When it was almost time for lunch, Liu Feng came with Liu Ying.
Liu Feng and Liu Ying, there were only two people at home during the Chinese New Year, and it was deserted, so the two families decided to celebrate the Chinese New Year together.
Xing Zhuo was happy when he heard that they were staying at noon. He immediately took out his bottle of fine wine that he had treasured for many years, and the two brothers were ready to have a good meal.
Xing Yan watched Xing Mu play with building blocks. The child seemed to only like to play with this, so he bought various Lego blocks for him to assemble, but his eyes looked towards the kitchen from time to time.
Because Liu Ying had called and told in advance, Yi Yao cooked a table full of dishes this time. After all, it would be more lively when more people gather together.
Liu Ying stayed in the kitchen for a while and then came out.
Just as he met Xing Yan's gaze, their eyes collided, and they were suppressing some kind of emotion. Liu Ying did not dodge and walked towards him.
Xing Mu looked at his uncle, then at Liu Ying, and suddenly smiled.
He put down the blocks and reached out for a hug: "Beautiful sister!"
Liu Ying liked this little milk bag very much before, but he couldn't speak at that time. She didn't expect that just a short time later, he would be able to call someone.
Her eyes were full of novelty, and she liked Xing Mu even more.
For a moment, loneliness flashed in her eyes. If her child had not been aborted, would she have been as cute as Xing Mu? She would have called her mommy with a sweet voice, and she would have hugged her and acted like a baby...
Sensing her absence, Xing Yan was at a loss. He glanced at the two old men who had already disappeared. He mustered up the courage to reach out and hug her.
Although Xing Mu didn't know what happened, when he saw his beautiful sister crying, he wanted to imitate his uncle and pat her, but he couldn't reach her, so he could only hold her legs to comfort her.
After crying in Xing Yan's arms for a while, Liu Ying came to her senses and raised her head from his arms with a somewhat unnatural expression. Xing Mu took the tissue from the table and said, "Pretty sister, you're not sad."
Liu Ying understood what he meant and suddenly smiled happily. Perhaps the child she aborted had been reborn and was still living a carefree, boring and happy life.
She was relieved for a moment. The pain point that she had never dared to think about was now easily relieved by a child.
She was happy, stretched out her arms to hug Xing Mu, and said with a smile: "Little guy, he's quite heavy."
Xing Mu pouted and murmured: "Mumu is not fat, she is not a pig!"
Liu Ying pursed her lips, as if thinking, "How can Mumu compare with pigs? Mumu is much cuter than piglets."
Xing Mu raised his head, that was pretty much it, he liked to hear it.
However, why do I always feel that this sister smiles with evil intentions when she speaks?
Xing Yan felt relieved when he saw this scene, and the pain in his chest disappeared.
Watching the two of them playing around, a smile spread across their faces unconsciously.
night.
Xing Mu's eyes widened as he stared at the time on the clock, waiting for the long twelve o'clock!
Because the long-awaited red envelope conference is coming!
On New Year's Eve, when the younger generation kowtows to their elders to pay New Year greetings, they receive red envelopes. This is a custom.
He stretched out his little finger and pointed to each number.
From Xing Zhuo to Xing Yan, to Liu Ying and Liu Feng, and even his parents, he was not going to let anyone go. There were six people in total, six big red envelopes!
Wei Heng glanced at his son, and just by looking at his shining eyes, he knew what the boy was thinking.
Unable to help laughing, Yi Yao, who was sitting next to him, said, "What's wrong?"
The Spring Festival Gala was shown on TV, and an actress was singing.
What's so funny about this?
Wei Heng raised his hand and rubbed her head, saying, "It's okay."
There were still a few hours until twelve o'clock. Perhaps the gala was too boring, and Liu Ying and Xing Yan disappeared without knowing when.
Xing Zhuo and Liu Feng had a drink, holding Xing Mu in their arms, teasing the children from time to time, watching TV for a while, and chatting happily.
Wei Heng glanced at the time, stretched out his hand to hold Yi Yao's wrist, and said in a low voice: "I'll take you somewhere."
After saying that, before Yi Yao could react, Wei Heng was dragging him behind him.
When Xing Zhuo and Liu Feng saw it, they both laughed from ear to ear.
"Brother Liu, I'm afraid I'm going to have a wedding banquet soon."