Chapter 97, please (1 more

  Two people bought five catties of meat, an old hen and some greens.

  Shang Jingheng had to buy it.

   was stopped by Qin one by one, "You don't have to buy that much, just wait two days to buy it again."

  It’s much more convenient now than before.

  The supermarkets and vegetable markets on the first and thirtieth days of the New Year are almost closed.

  You can eat it whenever you want.

   "It doesn't taste bad after being kept in the refrigerator for a long time."

  Shang Jingheng smiled after hearing this, "Okay, listen to you."

  In the future, he will come over to accompany one by one to buy vegetables and cook when he has time!

  The two walked back, Qin bought some beautiful fruits one by one, and Shang Jingheng just brought them back.

  Looking at her faint expression, brows, eyebrows and light flow, but the appearance of alienation is implicit.

  Shang Jingheng's eyes lightly turned, a little funny and angry in his heart.

  This girl, I am afraid that she is only obsessed with what she eats and everything she sees as beautiful and beautiful people or things, right?

   also.

  If it hadn’t been for me to have such a face...

  I'm afraid that this girl will never be saved.

  Well, luckily there is such a face.

   A smile flashed across his eyes, and he turned his head and bumped into Qin Yi's slightly twisted brow.

  I just haven’t waited for Shang Jingheng to say anything.

  Qin looked at him directly one by one, raised his foot and strode outside.

   "It's cold, go home quickly."

   "Is it cold, then I..."

   "Don't take off your coat, don't tell me to wear a scarf!"

  Qin Yi turned his head and glared at him as he walked, with murderous expression in his eyes.

   makes Shang Jingheng funny and angry,

   "Okay, then let's go home quickly."

  He nodded, and walked forward with the speed of Qin Yiyi after opening his long legs.

  Qin took a few steps forward one by one.

   suddenly looked back.

  Fortunately, Shang Jingheng paid attention to her from beginning to end, otherwise he would have to bump into each other.

  He also stopped, "One by one?"

  "Don’t laugh outside in the future!"

   seems to feel that she said this a bit abruptly, she hummed and added,

   "Your fate is mine. I have saved you several times. I don't like to show it to them!"

  Qin Yiyi’s words are really only literal,

  She doesn’t like the sight and thoughts of so many people cast towards Shang Jingheng!

  Shang Jingheng's eyes flickered slightly, and a thought flashed across his mind.

  But I ran too fast and didn’t catch it!

  He didn’t care either, just nodded to Qin Yiyi in a bad tone.

   "Okay, listen to us one by one."

  Those people make one by one angry.

   is to make him angry!

  The two went home together. Father Fang just glanced at the large and small bags in Shang Jingheng's hand, and his granddaughter's empty hand...

  Oh, not empty-handed.

  Qin Yi has a half-drinked milk tea in his hand.

  When he entered the door, he still stared at it and drank it like a mouse.

  Old man Fang felt that he had no face to look at, so he glared at her.

   "Let you go out to buy things, you are better off, pull the small business over to do hard work..."

   "Grandpa, you wronged me by saying that, I didn't call him."

  "Grandpa, you were wrong. I just happened to happen. I really didn't call them one by one."

  Moreover, he likes to do something with this little girl!

  In the kitchen.

  Papa Fang and Shang Jingheng make noodles and make dumplings with minced meat and stuffing.

  Qin Yiyi... Watch the animation with the old lady Fang!

  I have to say that whether it is Father Fang or Shang Jingheng, they are all good cooks.

  Dumplings for four people, plus a pot of stock.

  Two people talked and laughed, and it was done in a blink of an eye.

  Qin Yi directly sat there waiting to eat.

  After the meal, she doesn’t even need to wash the bowls, and Shang Jingheng has it all!

  In his words, after eating the host’s dumplings, you have to express something, right?

  Although it is a young year, the wind is very strong outside, and firecrackers are not allowed, and the whole night will pass by laughing and making noise.

nine thirty.

  Qin looked at Shang Jingheng one by one, and muttered to himself.

  Why is this person still not leaving?

  Her grandma is asleep, grandpa...well, grandpa definitely can’t sleep.

   was sitting on one side and stared at the animation.

  Qin Yiyi thinks that her grandfather should secretly make up lessons by herself, so she should have a common topic with her grandmother the next day?

  Well, it must be like this!

  Her grandpa is really nice to grandma!

  Shang Jingheng, "..."

   However, it is indeed time to go back to my home.

  He glanced at Qin Yiyi reluctantly, picked up his phone and clicked on WeChat.

  Qin Yi felt his WeChat vibrated.

  She raised her eyebrows, and looked at Shang Jingheng with some doubts.

  What kind of habits are these?

  Facing the right, send WeChat?

   She lowered her head to look, and with a yeah, her eyes fell on the word “transfer red envelope”.

  And Shang Jingheng also attached a sentence--

  Happy New Year, classmate Qin Yiyi!

  Qin Yi thinks of Lu Jinwan's happiness and joy when he received the red envelope from the head of his family.

   couldn't help but blinked his eyes twice, and pointed his finger.

  Result...

  Three, four...six...six-digit transfer red envelopes!

  She raised her eyes and pulled the corner of her mouth, "Does your family have a lot of money?"

   "So-so, okay."

  At least, it’s more than enough to raise a few girls!

  Of course, he doesn’t need to raise a few, just the one in front of him is enough.

  Qin thought about it one by one, clicked twice, and waved his hand very domineeringly.

   "I wish you a happy new year, too. Let's buy sweets tomorrow."

  Feel the vibrating sound of mobile phone WeChat.

  Shang Jingheng didn't look down, he smiled and said goodbye to Mr. Fang and Qin one by one and went home.

  Ding Yi drove.

  Shang Jingheng threw an insulation box to him,

  "One by one, I will go up to eat next time I ask you to go up."

   also made him think about him one by one.

  How tired.

   "Thank you Mr., thank you Miss Qin!"

  Ding Yi didn't expect that he would even have dumplings to eat.

  I am very happy, and I am really grateful to Qin Yiyi.

Turning his eyes twice, he whispered softly, "Sir, there seems to be some small movements on the Qin family, and that Qin Jiatong bought a batch of naval forces, but she probably didn't dare to make too much movements, and did something cautious. But it is slowly fermenting... this matter, do you want to..."

   "Look first before talking."

   But he still told Ding Yi, "You let people stare at the Qin family, especially Qin Jiatong."

  Be careful that the opponent jumps over the wall!

  The next day is the time for Mrs. Fang to review.

  The three of them took a taxi to the hospital and had a meal outside at noon.

When    came back, it was already past two o'clock in the afternoon.

  Coaxed the old lady Fang to sleep, and Qin Yi directly got into her large study room.

  Turn on the computer, first glanced at the mailbox,

   is the account statement sent to her by Du Wuniang and some things that need her to be the master.

  The other is Qin San. In addition to some bonus statements sent to her, he even said that he would come to give her a New Year greeting.

  Ask her where she is and can she let him do her filial piety.

  Looking at the flattery between the lines of this guy, Qin Yiyi couldn’t help but twitched the corner of his mouth.

   is indeed a person who can bend and stretch!

  She thought about it, and happily replied an email to each of them.

  As for what Qin San said to meet filial piety...

  Qin eleven immediately didn't see it.

   Seeing the email sent out, Qin Yi paused when he was about to turn off the computer.

  She remembered how Shang Jingheng gave her a red envelope.

  It’s the New Year, it’s the first year again...

  Qin thought about it one by one, although she will spend a lot of money after the new year, but she can still make money.

  Furthermore, this time, whether Du Wuniang or Qin San, she made a lot of money.

  Well, she has to express herself as a boss.

  You can’t just let the horse run and not eat grass.

   will starve to death.

  Thinking about this, she decisively turned on the phone and pulled out the WeChat accounts of Du Wuniang and Qin San.

  An eight-digit red envelope!

   Then, she quietly quit WeChat to work on herself.

  But they didn’t know the other end of the phone, Du Wuniang and Qin San both looked at the extra transfers on their phones.

  It just so happened, the two of them were talking about things together again.

  Qin San just planned to leave.

  WeChat remembered, glanced at the message, he twitched the corner of his mouth.

  Boss What does this mean?

  Beside him, Du Wuniang was also confused, but she wanted more.

  Could it be that this is the injury that the little boss thinks can't cure her.

  So use the money to compensate her?

  Just such a thought came up, Du Wuniang's face turned pale.

  The hand holding the phone shook slightly.

  There are madness and despair, and sorrow that surge up in an instant,

Sure enough, she shouldn't have that hope!

  Look, didn’t this fall down?

   "Hey, what's the matter with you, is it something uncomfortable?"

  Although Qin San is not in the eyes of those outside, Sanye Qin, who stomped on the ghost street in the past, was majestic and majestic.

  But the remaining power is still there!

  Even Du Wuniang was closer to Qin San during this time because of Qin Yiyi’s relationship.

  But there is still a bit of scruples in the bones.

  Looking over at him like this, Du Wuniang subconsciously spoke.

   "The boss sent me a big red envelope, I'm afraid it's my injury..."

   "Hey, did you post it too? I have it too, haha, let alone, the boss is quite interesting. Give us a big red envelope during the Chinese New Year."

  Although it is not bad for this money.

  But!

  Who doesn’t want to be valued?

  Qin San felt that what he had was itchy.

  Otherwise, why would he have to give up most of his own property? Now he is just giving him a red envelope.

  He was really moved!

  Damn!

"what did you say?"

  Qin San’s words are almost equivalent to injecting Du Wuniang with a shot.

  She raised her eyes instantly, her eyes were bright and looked at Qin San beside her.

   "What was the sentence you just said, this money is the red envelope sent to us by the boss?"

   "Yes, isn't this saying Happy New Year?"

  Qin San glanced at Du Wuniang in surprise, then lowered his head to show her his mobile phone.

  But at this look, he uhhh, and coughed a little embarrassingly.

  Well, it was not written by the boss.

  He thinks so, but at this time, the money is transferred, isn’t it just a Chinese New Year red envelope?

  He glanced at Du Wuniang, reached out and patted her on the shoulder.

   "Although I don't know what agreement you and Miss Qin have made before, but I still advise you to choose now, then believe it."

  Speaking of this, Qin Wuye has a serious face.

  "There are also rules for being a human being. The most taboo is to double-face and triple-cut, to violate the Yin and Yang!"

  For example, before he met Qin Yiyi and was not picked up by the merchant.

  He is a bad guy!

  In a place like Ghost Street, the rule is that whoever has the big fist makes sense!

  But obviously, this is not the case in all places.

  Power.

  Sometimes it may be a flash in the pan!

   "I know, I don't mean anything else..."

  Du Wuniang blushed, bit her lip, lowered her head and looked at the phone again.

  I'm afraid that Qin will give her a sentence afterwards. This is what the reward is.

  Fortunately, the WeChat page has been quiet since the transfer!

   "What are you looking at, if you can't guess or don't understand, just ask."

  Qin San looked at her embarrassed expression on one side, and rolled his eyes indecently.

  Women are trouble!

  Du Wuniang didn't think about what he was thinking, biting her lip and thinking for a while.

  In the end, she still sent Qin Yi one by one WeChat——

  "Boss, is this New Year's money?"

   Then, she looked down at her phone every now and then.

 It's a pity that Qin Yiyi didn't see it at all.

  Zheng and Mr. Fang are busy writing Spring Festival couplets, and sticking to them the word “Fu”.

  Old man Fang wrote, Qin selected one by one, rubbing ink.

  The old lady on the side was still sitting in the living room watching the animation.

  After a long time, she also started to work with the two people.

  Of course, it's all unhelpful.

  Either the ink was knocked over or the pairs that were just written were glued together.

  Ink smudges.

  She saw it herself but smiled happily, "Look at one by one, this one is two pimple, how ugly and how ugly, how does your grandfather write this?"

  Qin smiled crookedly,

  "Yeah, the words written by grandpa are ugly, please come back, grandma, can I help you?"

"it is good."

  The old lady Fang ran towards the pen stand on one side by herself,

   "What I wrote is pretty good, a hundred times better than him."

   "Yes, I believe in grandma."

  Qin laughed one by one, only responsible for the ignition but not for the consequences.

  Then, the encouraged old lady Fang played with a suit of ink by herself, and the cut-out pair was a waste of ten pairs!

   New Year's Eve twenty-ninth.

  Qin Yi got up in the morning and was turned round and round under the command of Father Fang.

  Of course, Father Fang is not idle either.

  Fried and fried...

   Pot after pot of fried fruits of various snacks in memory appeared before my eyes.

  Qin looked at the figures busy in the kitchen one by one.

  At the ear side is the high voice of the old Chinese lady in the living room from time to time...

As he lowered his eyes, Qin Yiyi's eye circles gradually became red.

  She failed to be filial to her grandfather and grandmother in her last life. This time, she must guard and take care of the two elderly people!

  The morning of New Year’s Eve.

  Qin Yiyi still practiced early and ran a few laps home when he was stopped by a **** man.

  "You are Qin Yiyi, my lady would like to invite you."

  Qin stopped one by one, took the towel and wiped the thin sweat on his forehead, and did not give the other party one from the corner of his eye.

   "No time, don't go, give way."

  (End of this chapter)