Chapter 779 New Year's Day is here, the warmth of the cold night (two more)

Chapter 779 New Year's Day is here, the warmth of the cold night (two more)

When Jiang Fuyue arrived home, the three brothers, the old man and Han Shen, including Han Ting, and Xiao Mang were all there.

"Yueyue is back!"

"Sister, the kitchen left you with roasted sweet potatoes, which are super fragrant."

"Wang——" Xiao Mang flew over, wagging his tail wildly.

The old man: "Yueyue, are you not going to school tomorrow?"

Han Ting answered immediately: "Tomorrow is a holiday, and my sister will definitely not go."

Jiang Fuyue nodded: "Don't go, spend the holidays at home."

"hey-hey……"

It was night, the moon was like water, and the night was dark.

There was heavy fog outside the window, and water condensed on the glass.

Jiang Fuyue was wearing pajamas, sitting under the lamp and flipping through papers related to new topics.

As time passed by, she remained focused, as if an old monk had entered into meditation.

until--

Knock knock knock!

There was a knock on the door.

Jiang Fuyue put down the iPad and raised her voice: "The door is unlocked, come in directly!"

"Hehe..." Before seeing anyone, he heard laughter first. Han Heng was wearing floral pajamas with Xiao Mang at his feet.

"Are you chasing a drama?"

Jiang Fuyue glanced at the tablet that was still lit by her hand, but said nothing.

Just then, Han Heng came over and glanced at it casually. The densely packed English were all proper nouns, and he couldn't understand any of them.

"..." I'm sorry, I forgot that studying God's pastime is not the same as their ordinary people's.

"Little uncle, do you have something to do with me?" Jiang Fuyue rubbed the dog's head, Xiao Mang was so happy that she "wow hoo hoo hoo", but she shrugged her calf.

Han Heng was unhappy: "I can't find you if I'm okay?"

Jiang Fuyue: "Of course you can. People have to go to the airport to squat if they want to see big stars. I am different. Superstars take the initiative to come to the door, when they are purely plain."

Han Heng raised his chest proudly: "Of course! Your uncle and I can kill Xiao Xianrou without makeup!"

"Do you want me to applaud?"

He thought for a while: "You can come."

Jiang Fuyue immediately supported the venue.

Xiao Mang tilted the dog's head: "Wow?" What are these two doing?

After enjoying the cute compliment from his niece, Han Heng took out a... hairy monkey from behind like a magic trick?

Loudly: "Happy New Year!"

Yes, 2052 is the year of the monkey.

"Thank you, uncle." Jiang Fuyue reached out and took it.

When Han Heng let go, he reluctantly slapped the monkey on the monkey, ah, the furry is so rua!

Jiang Fuyue's mouth twitched.

After Han Heng left, Jiang Fuyue was going to put the monkey into the pile of plush army: "...Huh?"

Suddenly touching the back of the monkey is hard.

She opened Mao Mao and found a secret box of an organ, and when she pressed it lightly, the box popped out, a card and a note.

The card is a super membership card of a big international brand, and you can choose 100 sets of seasonal garments at will every year.

The one in Jiang Fuyue's hand was upgraded with money, and 100 sets became 365 sets.

In other words, with this card, Jiang Fuyue can change clothes every day three hundred and sixty-five days a year without repetition.

She has only heard of this card in the in-depth revealing video of the entertainment industry, and everyone in the comment area does not believe it, saying that a certain star is a top-notch star and he has not seen it, it must not exist.

Facts have proved that no does not mean non-existence, just not qualified.

Putting the card aside, Jiang Fuyue opened the note, and what caught his eye was a piece of pen writing that was smooth and atmospheric, which didn't quite match Han Heng's usual giggling image—

month by month:

Thank you for coming and filling this home with laughter.

In the new year, I hope you dress up beautifully every day and have a good time.

Oh, by the way, next time the old man gets angry and wants to beat me, remember to ask me to say good things! Be sure to remember! (please please)

Inscription: Love your uncle.

Jiang Fuyue put the cards in the bag, and put the notes in the drawer.

Just when she was about to pick up the tablet again, Han Shen came.

"Have you not slept yet?"

"No."

"Happy New Year, Yueyue." There are not as many bells and whistles as Han Heng. After Han Heng finished speaking, he directly took out a red envelope.

Jiang Fuyue did not refuse, but happily accepted: "Thank you, uncle!"

"Good" Gently rubbed her head, and warned again, "Rest early, don't stay up too late."

After saying that, turn around and leave.

Jiang Fuyue opened the red envelope, which contained a bank card.

Han Shen is always so real.

Everyone seemed to be lining up, Han Shen had just left, and Han Ke had arrived.

Well, another bank card.

Finally, the old man.

Jiang Fuyue rushed in front of him and said, "Happy New Year, Grandpa."

"Hey! Happy New Year! It's mine." He smiled wrinkled, his eyes half-closed.

Saying that, the red envelope was handed over.

Jiang Fuyue: "Thank you."

After the old man left, she opened it, and this time it was not a bank card, but... a check.

Is there any difference?

Oh, the check can see the amount directly, one two three... well, six zeros.

In less than half an hour, Jiang Fuyue became a little rich woman with huge sums of money.

Maybe this is the wealthy...happy?

When I was Lou Mingyue before, why didn't it exist?

Do you think this is over?

Not really. The old lady and Qin Yuanchen each transferred her money online.

When Shi Qingzhi is old, she often travels on business. She always said that she was an idler at home at the age when she should work hard, and she started to start a business when she was old.

Although Qin Yuanchen was worried, he chose to support him unconditionally.

On business trip? OK, then I'll be with you.

If it was Han Qishan, I'm afraid he would have jumped up and opposed it.

Maybe this is the reason why the old lady finally got together with Qin Yuanchen.

It's not that Han Qishan is bad, it's just inappropriate.

Some women want to be canaries, but there are also women who want to fight the sky.

For the latter, if he can't get the support of his lover, or even be trapped in a cage by him, then there is only... a new one!

Not to change a cage, but to change a lover.

Shi Qingzhi: "Yueyue, Happy New Year. Grandpa Qin and I are in country Y, and I can't accompany you for the New Year, but red envelopes must be arranged."

"Thank you grandma, thank you grandpa Qin."

"Good"

Another one, no, two credits.

Of course, Jiang Fuyue received the red envelope, but she didn't give up. As a sister, she also expressed it to younger brother Jiang and Han Ting.

Brother Jiang: "Sister, why did you give me money again?"

Maybe too long no see? Jiang Fuyue felt that the little boy's voice became a little sandy and a little hoarse.

Grandma used to be soft.

Jiang Fuyue: "This is the New Year's red envelope, Happy New Year."

On the other side, Jiang Chenxing laughed, but did not make a sound, mainly because he was afraid that he would not be able to control the quacking ducks for a while.

Alas, the troubles of the little boy during the voice-changing period - how big it is!

"Thank you, sister! Actually, my grandma, grandpa, and three uncles all sent it to me."

As long as Jiang Fuyue has it, Jiang Chenxing's share is indispensable.

Only the amount is different.

Girls want to be rich, and boys need a little pocket money.

"Where are your parents?"

Jiang Chenxing: "I haven't come back yet."

Han Yunru is currently working on a dessert production line. It is said that she will open a factory. She leaves early and returns late every day. She is busier than before.

Jiang Da accompanies his wife to toss, no matter how tired he is, he will be happy.

"you should rest earlier."

"it is good!"

As soon as the call was over, Han Ting came knocking on the door.

The door opened, and he didn't come in either. He leaned against the door frame and asked Ai Ai, "Sister, are you transferring money to me?"

"Well, happy new year."

"Happy New Year! Sister, you are so kind!" After speaking, he ran away blushing.

Halfway through the run, I realized that I forgot to close the door, and then ran back and closed the door for her.

The movements are fierce and fiery, but the sound is very light and light.

...

At eleven forty, Jiang Fuyue turned off the lights and lay down.

Usually, she would put her phone on the bedside table. Today, for some unknown reason, she paused and decided to put it by the pillow.

At that time, the hand slowly pointed to 12, indicating the arrival of 2052.

At the same time, the mobile phone rang a WeChat prompt tone.

What Yueyue did not have in her previous life, she has in this life.