"No big or small!" The old man raised his eyebrows, and finally his thick and black eyebrows were frowned.

"Have you lost money?" Lu Mian felt even more bitter in the tea sip in her mouth. She put her tea cup and put her hands in her pockets to touch a stack of red bills first, so as not to be educated innocently, leaving the old man alone to continue drinking tea and frown.

Lu Mian went up the second floor and wanted to have a breath of wind.

Halfway through, I heard the two women from the second uncle's house upstairs gossiping.

After Lu Mian waited for the second aunt and cousin to talk, he shouted, "Xiao Can, Xiao Yu, why are you running? The stairs are shaking. Come downstairs and I'll take you to play."

The second floor corridor suddenly stopped.

Aunt Lu Mian said, "Is it Xiaomian?"

"Yes." Lu Mian walked up and said hello: "Second aunt, cousin, why don't you stay in the house? It's so cold outside."

The second aunt said: "Xiao Can and Xiaoyu like to play outside. How can they do without an adult? Look, you're crazy about playing, you can't even get into the house."

Lu Mian laughed dryly. She came up this time because she couldn't stand her second aunt and cousin.

By eleven o'clock, the game gradually disbanded.

When Lu Fangyue saw his father walking over and talking to his mother, he didn't go there.

Jiang Yuan woke up and called him and asked him to go upstairs.

Lu Fangyu knocked on the door, Jiang Yuan opened it, and she was sleeping in a daze, her belly was already very big, and it was inconvenient to want him to hug her.

"Don't sleep well?" he asked.

Jiang Yuan nodded: "It's too noisy outside, but it's okay, it's only one day."

Lu Fangxu nodded, kissed her forehead and said, "We will leave after eating two dumplings later. That's the case."

Jiang Yuan nodded again.

When the two were about to go out, Jiang Yuan pursed her lips and smiled and took the red envelope.

"Why is it only one hundred?" Jiang Yuan said nothing.

Lu Fangyue smiled: "I think it's too little?"

"What do you think?" Jiang Yuan's eyes stared at his dark eyebrows.

"I'm yours inside and outside, what else can I give?" He gently pressed his finger on her back, kissed her lips, mainly giving away that line of words.

Lu Fangxu's father asked Zhang Yulian to go upstairs to rest for a while, but Zhang Yulian said that she was not tired yet and staying up late is fine. She has been well maintained recently.

After his father took his mother to sit down, he was about to leave, but Zhang Yulian called out: "Wait a minute, I'll ask you, what's the name of the previous mother-in-law in Fang Yue?"

Lu Fangyue and Jiang Yuan heard this as soon as they went downstairs.

Jiang Yuan thought, wasn’t the previous mother-in-law Feng Yun, Feng Jiahui’s adoptive mother?

Lu Fangyu knew his mother, so he was not worried.

But his father was stunned for a while and said, "Feng Yun."

"Yes, the hospital entrance is called Feng Yun!" Zhang Yulian nodded and said, "Yuanyuan is a reasonable child. I will not blame my mother-in-law for mentioning the past. We Fang Yue and Feng Yun's daughter have a chance to meet each other. Now that there is no one, the in-laws are just having the New Year. We can't take over and celebrate the New Year with us. It's not suitable, but we have to call to pay New Year's greetings. Being single is so old, it's not easy. Every household is living a reunion year, and it's inevitable that the in-laws will feel sad when they think of their daughter."

Jiang Yuan had a faint expression and sat down with Lu Fangyu on the sofa.

Lu Fangyue took out his cell phone and gave it to his father: "Play this with me. I'm afraid I'm not suitable to greet you."

Zhang Yulian called Chen Rujiangzheng in the middle of the night, and the words of greetings to New Year were all told by the in-laws and relatives, and the younger generations did not interfere.

Lu Fangyue's father took the phone and pressed the number.

Zhang Yulian saw that her husband was so skillful in pressing the number, but she still had a smile on her face.

"In-law, it's me, Old Lu." The smile on Lu Fangyue's father's face was extremely stiff, and he did call Feng Yun.

Jiang Yuan didn't want to listen, she watched.

Lu Fang's thick joint fingers gently pressed Jiang Yuan's bloated waist, silently asking her to sit down, leaving nothing to worry about.

Few people are born sharp, and never sharp is different from never sharp in this life. Zhang Yulian has never given anyone any sharpness in most of her life, but now she thinks. After waking up, when she was conscious at the last moment before she fell into a coma, Zhang Yulian hated Feng Yun very much. Zhang Yulian knew that she was thinking that Feng Yun was a woman who was even more hateful than Feng Yaoyao.

Zhang Yulian wanted Feng Yun to laugh this New Year and couldn't speak. She was alone, silently enduring the feeling of loneliness, like every day she lies in the hospital.

Jiang Yuan listened on the side without looking up.

Zhang Yulian took the phone and said, "I heard from Lao Lu that you are just celebrating the New Year alone in your in-laws? My son was on duty on New Year's Eve and didn't go back to celebrate the New Year?"

Jiang Yuan thought that the son Zhang Yulian mentioned refers to Feng Yuan.

Feng Yuan had already broken up with Feng Yun, and it was not appropriate for anyone to mention his son, but Zhang Yulian was fine, and Feng Yun couldn't blame him. After all, Zhang Yulian didn't know many things, and others couldn't say them completely, so there was something that they didn't say. Feng Yuan was indeed on duty and gave the rest to others, which Xia Xia said.

At the other side of the door, Lu Xianzhang was pushed in by the driver.

Jiang Yuan's eyes did not look at Lu Xianzhang. The Lu family could not avoid anyone during the New Year together, so they could only do this.

"It seems like fireworks are going to be set out outside." Jiang Yuan whispered in Lu Fang's ear.

Lu Fangyue stared at her eyebrows and eyes: "Do you want to see?"

Jiang Yuan nodded, "Yeah, I want to see."

"I'll go with you." He put down his folded legs, got up, and let her sit downstairs and wait for him.

Soon Lu Fangyu went upstairs to get Jiang Yuan's down jacket and gloves.

Jiang Yuan was fully armed and went out with him.

Lu Mian led a group of children from the Lu family, looked at them, and did not let them get too close, and said it was dangerous. While taking care of these children, he put his hands in his pockets and was afraid that the money would be lost.

Very few fireworks are set off in this city during the New Year, but the Lu family still sets some every year.

When the fireworks bloomed beautifully in the sky, Jiang Yuan looked up and the corners of her mouth bent slightly, feeling that the sky for the New Year this year was so beautiful.

Lu Fangyue stood aside, put his hand on her waist and never left.

After the fireworks bloomed for a while, he squatted down, Jiang Yuan turned around slightly, lowered her head and smiled. He said to Jiang Yuan's big belly: "Son, today is New Year. Listen, except for the sound of dad, all the rest are the sound of fireworks blooming in the sky. The fireworks are very beautiful, and for those who like fireworks, it is as beautiful as the mother in the eyes of dad. Dad is looking forward to meeting you, we will establish a good father-son relationship, baby, happy newyear!"

After 0 o'clock, the city began to fly snowflakes.

Jiang Yalun, who insisted on spending the New Year with Chen Ru and did not return to Guan Feng, found that the snowy weather was not cold, not cold at all. It was too late to walk alone on the streets of this city, with almost no vehicles on the street, and a layer of clear snow on the ground, leaving clear traces every step of the way. Under the dim street lights, the lonely figure of a person was like the floating snow, swaying like lifeless, aimless.

He raised his hand, caught a few snowflakes, stared at him and grabbed him.

When I opened my hand, there was no snow on my hand.

If your hands are cold, you cannot blend with the snowflakes. If your hands are warm, you cannot keep the beautiful appearance of the snowflakes.

The phone rang, and he answered: "Happy New Year."

Zhou Zhaoting said: "Happy New Year, I'm going to sleep, where are you?"

"It's almost done." He said perfunctorily.

The people there could hear that he was outside, and there was a rumor of wind, but they could not expose his lies. What would happen after exposing them? It was nothing more than quarrel. In love, there was such a common situation, one wanted to divide and the other was reluctant to leave, or they were making clear, crying and begging to keep the other person, or they acted as a blind man with their eyes open, all thinking that his mind was an illusion and an illusion, blinding his eyes, comforting himself foolishly. Zhou Zhaoting hated that she became such a disgusting person, hated that he came into her sight, hated that love was bumpy and bumpy, and there was no eternal number, hated that people were complicated and fickle.

"Good night," she said.

He couldn't even say the simple word "good night" and there was no sound.

The person I miss the most, the person I want to say Happy New Year, and the person I want to say good night is not her Zhou Zhaoting.

Zhou family, Zhou Zhaoting sat on the bed with a expressionless face for a long time, and then went downstairs.

In a room downstairs, several men planned to play all night, all of whom were her brother’s friends. He was in politics and the rest were in business.

When several people saw her push the door and come in, a man she liked asked, "Why didn't Tingting sleep?"

Zhou Zhaoting glanced at the man: "Oh, ask my brother for something."

The Zhou family does not want their daughter to marry those who are in politics, and those who are not willing to marry those who are in business have a strong family. The one who gets married is the daughter, and the son there is the other family. Jiang Yalun calls Zhou's father's heart like this. The Zhou family can only let her be Zhou's surname be Zhou.

In her brother's study, Zhou Zhaoting said, "Brother, do you think we will be better in Jiang Yalun? I won't ask others about such a childish question. You are my brother."

"If you don't go to bed, are you thinking about this?" His brother smoked and looked at his sister.

Zhou Zhaoting: "How can I not want to?"

Her brother was not in high spirits tonight, and he slapped his cigarette and his voice was low: "What do you think of, what do you think of, and what others think of, don't know. There are some things you need to control by yourself. It's not that I agree to who you agree to, or who you don't agree to who you interact with. I reminded you that he is not bad in nature, but unstable. He values ​​loyalty, but he always loves himself more than he loves others. He will go to the mountain of swords for his friends, but will not fall into the sea of ​​fire for women, unless you are unique in his heart. This is a very contradictory and entangled person. I know him, and he is in the office of a psychologist."

"My brother told you to find someone who has no deep love history. If your parents don't agree, you can make a fuss, and it will be a fuss. I don't want to see what kind of sorrow you have experienced. A girl will not be beautiful and cute when she is tired of working."

Zhou Zhaoting smiled bitterly: "Imagination is too different from reality. Brother, you are a man, you can't think about things from my perspective. You can give my future sister-in-law a sweet and simple life. Because you are a man, where did I meet a man who also has such ideas? Few people can completely cut work, marriage and love, especially men and women in our families. Brother, you can't guarantee that you can not bring your work emotions to your future girlfriend."

After saying that, Zhou Zhaoting turned around and left her brother's study.
Chapter completed!