Chapter 745

When little Lori saw that he didn't speak, her eyes suddenly turned red, and her voice began to choke:

"Dad In fact, you don't want to give it to others, do you? "

“……” Lu Junhan leaned on the sofa, raised his eyes, and said, "No

"What about other people's mobile phones?" she said

Lu Junhan

……

Lu Qidong came back from the outside. Before he entered the living room, he met several servants in the yard and went to the vegetable garden. Back and forth, he moved a dozen big and white radishes into the living room and kitchen.

Suddenly, he was stunned:

" We're going to eat so many turnips at noon? "

Lu Qidong had been in a coma in his hospital bed for 20 years. He had no idea what it was like to celebrate the Chinese New Year. But I can still remember that at that time, they were all big fish and meat, but there were very few vegetarian dishes.

How come it's only 20 years

Today's young people don't eat meat for the new year, instead of vegetarians?

What's more, I eat so many turnips.

Look at the quantity. We have to eat up all the turnips in a year.

Fortunately, the servant shook his head: "no, it's from Lu Shaofen."

Lu Qidong directly surprised: "Xiao Hanhan wants to eat so many turnips at noon?"

Servant: --

"Grandfather! Look! The radish cell phone dad gave me

At this time, the little girl ran out of the living room and presented the mobile phone carved from white radish to Lu Qidong to see if it was very beautiful

Lu's cooks were invited at a high price. Although they had never carved a mobile phone, it was still difficult for them. Moreover, there were not many details of the mobile phone. In practice, it was much simpler than Phoenix, but it consumed too much radish.

After all, the little girl wants ten radish cell phones.

Lu Qidong looked at the crystal clear, lifelike mobile radish, and immediately understood what Lu Junhan wanted so many radishes for.

Before Lu Qidong said a good-looking sentence, song Qingwan came out of the living room and said to the little girl:

"Li Li, go upstairs and bring down your favorite doll. Just now your Uncle Chen said, I want to get you a radish doll!"

Little Lori's black and clear eyes lit up in an instant.

Seeing the little girl go upstairs, song Qingwan calls Lu Qidong into the living room.

On the sofa, Yu Zheng, Lu Enron, Hughes, Lu Junhan, and the old man were all there. It was obvious that they were all summoned by song Qingwan.

Now it's up to Lu Qidong.

See Lu Qidong also sat down.

Song Qingwan took a look at them. After confirming that there was no one missing, she cleared her throat and said, "now that we are all together, I will say it.

In the past, we didn't celebrate the new year, so we didn't have many new year's customs in our family. But this year is different. This year, pear is coming. We have to get it for her!

In fact, it's not too much trouble. I've made all the arrangements and gifts for the family. You just have dinner together.

Also, I heard that the elders of the family will give red envelopes to the younger generation during the Spring Festival. The younger generation here, um There is only one pear!

Therefore, this red envelope must be given! But how much is a big question. "

Meanwhile, in the wechat group of Lu Junhan's middle-aged wife bereavement group, Qu Sinian is also inquiring about the news.

Qu Sinian: [I used to send 20 red envelopes to my baby. After all, I'm a small person and it doesn't cost much. How about you? 】

Zhang Dazhuang: [what? Do I have to give that smelly boy a red envelope for the new year? Isn't it just for someone else? 】

Pei Mingzhi: [besides my grandparents, my parents also want to send them. It's also a custom in Beijing. In fact, I used to give them to my son in previous years. Of course, it's his money. 】

qusnian: [...] 】

Zhang Dazhuang: [...] 】What about Jian Yi? How much do you give your son? 】

Jian Yi: look at your mood. 】

qusnian: [what's the most? 】

Jian Yi: [20. 】

Zhang Dazhuang: [at least? 】

Jian Yi: No. 】

qusinian: [Lao Lu, how much are you going to give Li Li? 】

Zhang Dazhuang: [after all, it's the first time to give it, so it's better to give less. 】

qusnian: [well, I think so, too. 】

Jian Yi: [agreed. 】

at a glance, Lu Junhan knew what they were up to. He slightly picked the tip of his eyebrows, tapped his fingers, and sent it directly:

[I'm going to give 20. 】

qusnian: [20 is OK. Let's say 20 for all, so that we won't give more or less, and the other three won't. 】

Zhang Dazhuang: [Hey! Yes, I'll find the red envelope now. 】Jian Yi: Yes. 】

Lu Junhan also sent a "um" to express his agreement.

Just then.

Song Qingwan over there said a lot of nonsense, foreshadowed a long string, and finally got to the main topic:

"so, I think we should all unify and give pear 20 yuan. I think other families give pear 20 yuan, 10 yuan is too little, 50 yuan is too much, 20 yuan is not too much, just good, what do you think?"

Lu Qidong thought, "I have no problem."

Song Qingwan looks at Lu Junhan.

Lu Junhan gave a faint "um".

Satisfied, song Qingwan looked at Yu Zheng and Lu Enron again and said, "what about you?"

Lu Enron nodded.

Yu Zheng saw that she nodded, also nodded, voice deep way: "we have no problem."

"The old man thought:" that girl is small, usually also can't spend much money, casually give 20 really can

Obviously agreed to give only 20.

The smile on song Qingwan's face deepened. She clapped her hands and said, "OK, that's our decision!"

Hughes frowned imperceptibly on his pale, cold face.

He pursed his thin lips and opened his mouth coldly You haven't asked me

Song Qingwan turned to look at him. On his beautiful and cold face, he said with a smile: "Oh? Do you dare to disagree with Is that right? "

Hughes: "and

Hughes had a cold face and stopped talking.

Seeing this, song Qingwan nodded with satisfaction, his face was overcast, and he said with a smile:

"OK, since everyone has no opinion, it's settled."

Hughes: "and

……

It's new year's Eve. Early in the morning, the servants are busy in the kitchen. The carving of flowers, the frying of vegetables, the setting of plates and the making of soup have their own division of labor and are in good order.

After that, the housekeeper gave each servant a big red envelope according to song Qingwan's instructions, and assigned a cook to find a place to hold a pile of radishes for him to carve dolls for Xiaolu pear.

Chef: --

Housekeeper, you are not a human being!!!

Soon, the morning passed.

After a busy morning, the lunch was very exquisite and rich, with all kinds of home dishes and almost a full long table -

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