Chapter 388

She pretended to be unhappy and planned to carry out the fruit by herself.

Ji Zhengting grabbed her waist and said with a smile: "that's not necessarily. When you need it, your wife should serve you well."

Song Qingcheng's cheek suddenly turned red. "I'm not going to tell you. I'm going out to deliver fruit."

Without waiting for her to withdraw from Ji Zhengting's arms, the kitchen door was pulled open from the outside. As soon as the housekeeper's steps were lifted up and he was about to come in, he drew back, even his head.

"Sorry, I didn't know Mr. and Mrs. young were in there." The housekeeper apologized. If he could, he would like to take time back and start again.

Song Qingcheng's embarrassed little face turned more red. He snorted at him and went out with a red face. But Ji Zhengting followed him as if nothing had happened.

The housekeeper helped me.

Fortunately, my husband didn't blame me!

……

On New Year's Eve, everyone was in a good mood. Even Niu Niu was watching the new year's Eve with the big guy. The little girl is very smart, and she has always been more intimate with song Qingcheng.

When the countdown to the new year is ten minutes, everyone goes to the platform upstairs to watch the fireworks. The housekeeper and servant had already arranged the fireworks, waiting for the fire to start.

In the countdown of five minutes, someone can't wait to set off fireworks. In fact, tonight, the fireworks and firecrackers in the whole city have never stopped, they have been on.

There is no reason to be unhappy on such a happy day.

At that time, when the clock jumped to zero, the whole city was illuminated by gorgeous fireworks.

The location of Jijia villa was originally developed in the middle of a mountain, so the vision is relatively broad. As if countless laughter reverberated in the sky, people's joy scattered in the air.

Song Qingcheng took a lot of small videos and sent them to his younger sister. I learned from my little sister that my family also took her out to see the fireworks tonight. She was happy to hear that her family were watching fireworks.

When she was giggling at the video sent by her little sister, another message appeared in wechat. The first thing she thought would be Xin Yue, but in fact it wasn't, it was four words from Mr. Ji - Happy New Year!

This person, clearly together, but also in this way to bless.

She put away her cell phone and looked for the figure. As a result, people who are already around will not know where they are.

Is this going to play missing?

She took out her cell phone and sent him a message: where are you?

This time, she did not wait for a reply. Half a minute later, the hand was suddenly held. I stayed outside for a while and my hands were a little cold. Encounter a different temperature, she would not bear to pull out her hand.

"Where did you just go?" Song Qingcheng asked him. Her voice is the same as usual, but under the deafening fireworks, she can't hear clearly. Ji Zhengting just distinguishes what she is asking from her mouth shape.

"If you have a good chat with your family, I won't disturb you." Ji Zhengting said it in her ear.

Song Qingcheng watched everyone have a good time and took him back to the room to avoid the cold.

"My mother just asked me when I would go back." Song Qingcheng said to him.

"What are you going to do?" Ji Zhengting doesn't know what she thinks. After all, not all of her family knew that he was there.

"In principle, it's the second day of junior high school? Can I have a word with you over there? I'm afraid grandma will ask. What should I say? " Song Qingcheng was a little distressed.

"It doesn't matter. There are so many people in my family this year, so it's excusable not to go back. " He believed that the family did not want her back. It's just that he's worried about wearing her out.

"Really?" Song Qingcheng was still worried.

According to the old custom, the second day of junior high school is the day for the married daughter to return to her mother's home. If she doesn't go back and her stepmother finds fault with it, she doesn't even have to explain.

"I'm just worried about wearing my wife out." He was not ashamed of her in his arms.

"Mr. Ji, I recently found that the honey in the kitchen is much less. Did you steal it again?" This guy, suddenly become glib, let her begin to doubt, in the end which side is the real him.

In the past, she was too cold to be approached. Now she is so spoiled. It's totally different, isn't it?!

"I didn't get any honey, but I got a lot of saliva." He chuckled.

Song Qingcheng's face turned red. Anyway, he couldn't do it.

……

After watching the fireworks for half an hour, everyone went back to the room cold.

The old lady and the old man began to turn red one by one. Everyone, big or small, has a share.

The stepmother looked at the red envelopes in the hands of the two elders, just like the needles in her heart.

One by one, they all have so much money, and they also receive red envelopes. One by one, I'm open to money!

However, it's not the second elder who gets the red envelope. One by one, the elder begins to get the red envelope for the younger generation of Ji Zhengting. The second elder's mother is also one.But fortunately, other people's families are in pairs, and the stepmother's hair is made by herself. Although this bureau saves a lot of money. But there is still a small point in my uncle's family, which is to make a lot of money.

Everyone has to give her a red envelope. That's the only way to get the red envelope!

After taking the red envelope, everyone went back to the room happily to have a rest. Before Song Qingcheng returned to his room, he saw that Ji Zhengting left Zhou Shaojing alone.

If she guesses correctly, she should tell Zhou Shaojing about her work.

She was relieved that the matter had been settled, but she felt inexplicably that it was too coincidental.

How could she know that Ji Zhengting was more alert because he noticed that Zhou Shaojing had been staying in the kitchen for a long time and was worried about what he would do or say to her.

Song Qingcheng mentioned about Zhou Shaojing's work for no reason. Maybe her mother would ask her, but she would never express any dissatisfaction in front of her.

Because if my mother has any dissatisfaction, she must go to him and say it directly. Therefore, as soon as song Qingcheng spoke, he guessed that Zhou Shaojing must have said something to her.

……

By the time Ji Zhengting returned to his room, song Qingcheng had washed and slept well. Originally, she was lying on the bed and wanted to wait for him to come back, but before he came back, she was already sleepy and fell asleep.

Ji Zhengting went to help her cover the quilt, and turned off the light in the room. Deep eyes looking at her, silent sigh.

Although I don't know what Zhou Shaojing said to her, I can already imagine that it must be a threat to her. I don't know what she thought? Or, I don't know when she's going to last alone?

Not stubborn, it is impossible to accept the help of others! There's nothing he can do about her.