Chapter 730 Jiang Ainan actually wants to pay New Year greetings? !
The old friend from Chengnan High School has been going further and further on the road to breaking through the defense since 2008, and there is no way he can look back.
He held hands with Feng Nanshu, brought Feng Nanshu home, and married Feng Nanshu. At every stage, someone had to be jealous and wanted to bark.
Now, they don’t even dare to think about how happy Jiang Qin will be this year.
Married everyone’s youth and asked her to give him a daughter...
It turns out that Jiang Qin had a really happy New Year.
On the night of New Year’s Eve, the sound of firecrackers was heard one after another in the urban area of Jeju, and the brilliant fireworks also lit up the noisy night sky.
A bright red lantern was hung at the door of Hongrong's home, and the light shone through the lantern, sprinkling a touch of touching pink on the night snow.
Jiang Qin hugged his daughter and squatted at the door of the community, watching the children running back and forth.
The mother of classmate Jiang Ainan was holding a stick of incense and stood busy under the street lamp in the distance for a while.
“Hello, cousin, I am Jiang Ainan. I am playing with my father’s mobile phone. I wish my brother all the best and a happy new year. I will tell you a secret. Ainan likes to receive red envelopes the most. If you don’t believe me, try sending one.”
"You are not allowed to learn it. How can a girl learn this? What if she learns it and becomes a bitch?"
The father and daughter stared at each other for a while, and Jiang Ainan suddenly felt that his eyes were getting dark.
Then he followed the same pattern and changed the "cousin" in the message to "uncle and aunt" and sent it to the group of senior executives who were joining the group.
Jiang Qin pretended not to be online when he saw these last year, but this year it’s different...
Jiang Qin was like a dog, typing out a line of words, then pressing and holding to forward them one by one.
“What kind of cold angel is this?”
“He also said that he is not naughty.”
Wei Lanlan: “??????”
As expected, all my nephews and nephews of the same age came to pay New Year greetings.
Dong Wenhao: "The little boss lady can learn pinyin and type so quickly? What a genius!"
“Look at your mother, she’s been thinking about kicking her feet all day long.”
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Jiang Ainan didn't know whether she understood this **** operation or not. She suddenly stopped babbling and stared at her father's face for a long time, as if she had learned something.
This habit seems to have started after WeChat red envelopes were launched. On the night of New Year’s Eve that year, these people came one after another to ask for red envelopes.
Sunai: "What a shameless new realm!"
Jiang Qin couldn't help but murmured, but his eyes looking at the slender figure were full of endearment.
Yang Shuan, Guo Zihang, Qin Ziang, and Lao Cao are shameless people. They don't usually call them uncle, but they call them uncles when the Chinese New Year comes.
Lu Feiyu: "Are you Jiang Ainan? I don't believe it. You're a fraud, right? You have the ability to make a video!"
Logically speaking, Feng Nanshu just got married to Jiang Qin this year, so she should go back to her natal family, but the little rich woman felt that Hongrong Home was her natal family, so she saved a formality.
As for my aunt, they will come over on the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, so there is no need to go there specially.
Facing the morning sunshine, a family of five came to Nanya Village. The village has built a cement road this year, and there is no longer any dusty scene.
But because it is winter, the feeling of vastness during the Spring Festival in the north is still very strong.
“Uncle?”
“Where is my uncle? I brought the whole family here to pay New Year’s greetings!”
Jiang Qin started calling him uncle before he even entered the village. He came here with his daughter in his arms this year, not to mention how arrogant he was. As soon as he entered the village entrance, the dogs that were basking in the threshing floor were so frightened that they ran around.
The uncle heard it in the yard and couldn't help being speechless for a while. Finally, he reluctantly took out two red envelopes from his pocket.
He didn't know if he said some things too early, or if the young man's relationship was progressing too fast.
We said we were friends before, but in the blink of an eye, the baby turned half a year old.
“Look at the red envelope that my uncle gave me. It’s so thick. Thank you, uncle.”
Jiang Qin said something to his daughter, then frowned, and listened to his daughter's mouth for a while, and even made a false ooh, then looked up at his uncle: "Uncle, Ainan said he still wants more. One serving.”
The uncle started to swing the frying spoon: "Get out!"
"If you don't give it, you won't give it. What's wrong with it? What my daughter said was not what I said."
Jiang Qin’s uncle covered his forehead and couldn’t help but look at Feng Nanshu: “Nanshu, why do you think you found such a thing?”
Feng Nanshu glanced at Jiang Qin, his cheeks a little red: "I...I am a love brain."
“What brain?” This was the first time the uncle heard this word.
“The kind that Jiang Qin thinks is right no matter what he does, and even thinks he looks good, but he can’t control it.”
Feng Nanshu couldn't help but explain.
With the arrival of Jiang Qin and his family of five, the village intelligence center once again gathered at Jiang Qin’s grandma’s house.
Last year and the year before that, the main target of the intelligence center was Feng Nanshu, but this year it was Jiang Ainan. The little rich woman holding her daughter was surrounded by women in the village.
Rhubarb, the dog king of Nanya Village, happened to be passing by at this time. His mouth was itchy recently, and he wanted to bite him when he smelled something human. However, when he saw Feng Nanshu, he suddenly lost his temper.
It still remembered the year before last, when the girl was brought here, she screamed twice and was kicked out by Jiang Qin three blocks away.
The weather was very sunny that day. Jiang Qin pressed the dog’s head and let it look at the photos for half an hour, asking it if it remembered Jiang Qin’s family.
However, how can it smell like a stranger?
Dahuang wandered around looking for clues, and finally looked at the little baby in Feng Nanshu's arms.
It’s broken, and here comes another living ancestor.
Dahuang came closer and took a closer look at Jiang Ainan's cute little face before finally leaving with peace of mind.
(Why can I understand the heart of a dog? Damn, it’s so amazing. Please give me a monthly ticket!)