The Spring Festival is approaching, and the relatives of the Cheng family are rushing home one after another, collecting New Year's goods and cleaning, and they are very busy. Cheng Qiao also went to the new house to help his aunt in his spare time, and only waited for the whole family to get together on Chinese New Year's Eve and have a happy reunion dinner.

He Yan, a certain president who was supposed to stay honestly in the VIP ward of the hospital to recuperate, said hello to Cheng Qiao in line with the principle of doing all the things he did, saying that he had something to deal with and needed to leave for a few days, and then sneaked back to the hospital silently and lay crookedly on the hospital bed for a few days.

Her own mother Rong Xiuli naturally came to hear the news, and she was prevaricated by He Yan for various reasons on weekdays, but she didn't see any difference between her son and his previous sick and crooked appearance, and she still put on a bitter look every day, chattering endlessly, nothing more than complaining that her life was hard, and her son became this virtue again without her husband, and how to live without relying on it in the future.

He Yan was originally just pretending, but after being talked about by her like this for a long time, her mood was greatly affected, and she had a cold face all day long, as if she was not happy to look at anyone.

The executives and employee representatives of He's who came to visit the hospital saw that their chief executive was gloomy and looked lifeless, and couldn't help muttering in their hearts that Mr. He's face was black like this, and he was afraid that this illness would not be cured for a while. The atmosphere in the ward was eerie and dreary, and the employees of He's said that they were under a lot of pressure, blue and thin, and shiitake mushrooms. Under the strong low pressure of President Heda, he put down the gift tremblingly, and quickly withdrew after a few minutes.

Now He's is in an eventful autumn, the old chairman has died, the new president has been ill for a long time, and the end of the lively annual meeting in previous years has also been silently canceled. When the news spread, some well-intentioned people began to hype rumors such as He's poor management and going bankrupt, but He's official did not respond. When it reached He Yan's ears, he just snorted coldly, not angry, unhappy, or much, just waiting for the other party to be slapped in the face.

On the eve of the Spring Festival holiday, a topic of "dare to post this year's year-end award" on Weibo was on the hot search, and netizens replied in a variety of ways, complaining, funny, pure complaining, and of course, there are all kinds of show-offs that make people blush.

An employee of He's posted a screenshot of the salary table in a timely manner, and wrote, "In addition to the double salary at the end of the year, another six months' salary was paid." The new president said that there will be no annual meeting this year, and the money saved will be distributed directly to each employee. ”

Being able to get eighteen months' salary for twelve months a year will naturally attract envy, jealousy and hatred.

Someone came up and questioned, "Huh...... Didn't it be rumored that the He clan was going to collapse before?"

Then someone immediately replied: "Upstairs stupid x don't explain! He's so generous, so entrenched, where does it look like it's going to close down." ”

There are a number of likes on the follow-up post, and the voice of doubt was immediately watered. Such a rumor that the He family is about to go bankrupt is naturally self-defeating, and some people who are so angry that they want to fish in troubled waters have to put away their claws.

With the disappearance of the He's rumors, Chinese New Year's Eve has arrived. At noon that day, He Yan and his mother went to the club for a reunion dinner, and then packed his mother and sent him to travel abroad to prevent him and his uncle's plans from falling through. Seeing his mother get on the plane with his own eyes, he returned to the hospital and went through the discharge procedures privately, and rushed back to Chengjia Village.

In the old house of the Cheng family, Cheng Qiao nested on the sofa in the living room with a mobile phone to surf the Internet, and the golden retriever obediently lay on the open space in front of the sofa and stepped on the hostess as a meat pad. Seeing He Yan's figure appear at the door, she just raised her head and said lightly, "You're back." ”

As soon as the words fell, he was taken into his arms by someone who came.

"Qiaoqiao, you want to kill me. He Yan hugged her slender waist tightly and kissed her indiscriminately on the face.

Cheng Qiao was so annoyed that he couldn't do it, he reached out to push his head, and asked, "Have you done everything?"

"Hmm. He Yan replied vaguely, leaned over to her face again, kissed her on the lips, and stretched out his tongue to lick it.

Cheng Qiao was so entangled by him that he couldn't resist it, so he could only close his eyes and try his best to cooperate with him. When the two were kissing and getting carried away, someone broke in and interrupted their good deeds.

"Ahem!" Yan Bo stood awkwardly at the door, looking at the two people entangled on the sofa a little overwhelmed, he could only scratch his head in embarrassment, "What's that...... I'm sorry to disturb, but I'm just here to ask you to go to New Year's dinner!" he turned around and ran out the door, for fear that someone would catch up and clean him up.

Cheng Qiao glared at him fiercely. It's just that I've just made love, a pair of big apricot eyes are still covered with a layer of mist, and the cheeks are also flushed with pink, which looks like a ripe peach, so delicious that people can't wait to take a bite, how can there be half a deterrent?

He Yan was more and more distracted by her small eyes, and his mind was full of all kinds of indescribable scenes, and he just wanted to continue with the matter that had been interrupted just now. It's a pity that Cheng Qiao didn't cooperate, pushed him away and sat up to tidy up his messy hair and clothes, and saw that he was still stunned on the sofa for a long time without moving, and pushed him again: "What do you want! Hurry up and go over there for a New Year's dinner, you can't make everyone ......wait for a long time."

He Yan reluctantly got up.

The lively New Year's dinner of the Cheng family and the cold and deserted New Year's dinner of He Yan's mother and son at noon can be described as a stark contrast. When Cheng Qiao and the others went, two large round tables had already been set up in the courtyard, the elders sat at one table, and the younger ones gathered at the other table. There are melon seeds, fruit candy and tea on the table, it is rare to get together in a year, everyone knocks melon seeds, drinks tea and chats, and the atmosphere is particularly hot.

Seeing that the family had arrived, Mr. Cheng announced the opening of the banquet, and Cheng Qiao, her aunt Zhao Chunjuan and Cheng Yuan brought out plates from the kitchen, such as "more than every year", "reunion", "flowers bloom and wealth" and other dishes that symbolize good omen. There are many Cheng families, and there are two future sons-in-law who came to the door this year, and the dishes prepared are more sumptuous than in previous years, and even the golden retriever was rewarded with a whole big pig's trotters to eat. With good wine and delicious food, this New Year's dinner was eaten happily by the family, and even the little aunt who has always loved to find fault closed her mouth and did not touch her head in the New Year's Day.

Full of wine and food, the elders gathered two tables of mahjong in the courtyard, and Cheng Qiao and their juniors were in the hall preparing to watch the Spring Festival Gala of the imperial court. In fact, there are no surprises in the Spring Festival Gala every year, but everyone has developed a habit of watching it.

During the banquet, He Yan was poured a lot of wine, and at this time, he leaned back on the chair with his eyes closed. Cheng Qiao rarely saw him like this, so he went to the kitchen in distress and cooked sobering soup for him to drink, and let him rest on his shoulder.

Yan Bo had sabotaged something about He Yan and Cheng Qiao before, and he was afraid of being retaliated by someone who would take revenge, so he pulled Cheng Yuan to sit far away from them in a weak heart, but it was Cheng Gang, the lobby brother, who was next to them. Then Cheng Qiao was surprised to find that her lobby brother was actually holding a pocket version of the English dictionary in his hand.

Cheng Gang, who was beside him, naturally noticed his cousin's gaze, raised his head and explained with a simple smile: "Anyway, I have nothing to do, so I will take the opportunity to learn English." It's been a year when the competition is so fierce that you get washed ashore and die on the beach by the rapids if you don't push forward. Ay...... I don't read much, so I can't do it if I don't work hard!"

A simple and progressive speech only made Cheng Qiao respect him, and compared with his mentality of wanting to live a leisurely life, he suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

Fortunately, the Spring Festival Gala began, and everyone's attention was attracted by the actors singing and dancing on TV. Time flies, it seems that in the blink of an eye, it is time to ring the bell in the early morning, the old man asked people to hang a long string of firecrackers on the peach tree at the gate, Yan Bo volunteered to light the lead, I don't know that he was too excited from time to time, his hands trembled so much that the fire of the lighter was extinguished before the lead was violated, and after trying a few times, he finally lit it, and almost missed the auspicious time.

Everyone said to each other in the sound of thunderbolts and firecrackers: "Happy New Year, good luck!"

Cheng Qiao and He Yan held hands and walked towards the old house with the golden retriever, there were firecrackers along the road, and some children were setting off fireworks.

"It's so beautiful!" Cheng Qiao looked up at the sky and praised.

"Hmm. He Yan hugged her shoulders and responded, "Whipping and smoking are now banned in the city, and the cold and deserted ones have lost the good atmosphere of the New Year." ”

There was another loud bang, and colorful fire dragons soared into the sky. Cheng Qiao looked at it for a while, his neck was a little sore, and he said to He Yan: "Go back." ”

He Yan naturally wouldn't go against her. Back at the old house, the two turned on all the lights in each room according to custom, and the old house suddenly became brightly lit, which was particularly quiet and peaceful compared with the bustle outside.

Cheng Qiao only gradually developed a good habit of going to bed early and getting up early after returning home, but the nightlife of the night for a long time, this time the Chinese New Year's Eve stayed up and down and was sleepy, and the upper and lower eyelids did not fight, returned to the room and quickly took a combat bath and changed into pajamas, and the whole person rolled into the warm bed, and entered the black sweet country after a while.

When I was sleeping, I suddenly felt heavy on my body, and my consciousness had obviously begun to wake up, and I wanted to open my eyes but couldn't wake up, which was very similar to the "ghost press bed" I saw on the Internet. She remembered that in this case, she had to recite the six-character mantra silently in her mouth to scare the ghost away.

The two hands shook wildly until they touched a hairy head. When she was fully conscious, she blinked and saw He Yan lying on top of her, looking at her with an aggrieved face and complaining: "Qiaoqiao, you beat me!"

It turned out that it wasn't a "ghost press", a false alarm! Cheng Qiaoxin said. She was still immersed in the creepy feeling just now that she was obviously awake but couldn't wake up at all, and she was not in the mood or effort to comfort He Yan, but asked him angrily: "Why don't you sleep and run to my room in the middle of the night?"

He Yan kissed her on the cheek and said confidently, "Of course, it's to finish what I didn't do before!"

"Don't wait for the expiration date, understand?" Cheng Qiao glared at him.

"I don't understand!" He Yan shook his head and played the scoundrel, "I only know that I miss you...... We've been separated for a few days......" he said, kissing Cheng Qiao's lips again, and gently nibbling and licking at the soft places that touched the two pieces. Cheng Qiao gradually softened his body under his offensive, and he had to do whatever he wanted.

With the sound of firecrackers outside the house, the first dawn of the new year was ushered in.

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