What came out was not the usual candy and biscuits, but the information, "Overview of the Development of Nuclear Power Plants".

Qiao Jiayue stared at it for a while, she had heard about the research on nuclear energy during the few months she was taken by Lao Yang in the underground research institute last year.

If there is this information, the country will definitely move forward several steps in the development of energy.

But she couldn't take it out.

Qiao Jiayue couldn't help but sigh softly in her heart, she looked at the other two materials, one was about the engine, and the other was about the biological intelligence computer.

Did she possess the god of good fortune this time, and she actually had such good luck?

Qiao Jiayue looked at them again and again, but they didn't take them out and look at them, they were still too advanced.

Deng Ying watched Qiao Jiayue lying down and sleeping, and she didn't know what she had dreamed of, she hooked her lips and smiled for a while, and then frowned.

He picked up a red envelope, put a few big solidarity, and was about to pick it up, when he suddenly thought of something, picked up a pen and paper, and began to sit under the lamp and write a letter.

After Deng Ying finished writing, he read the letter he wrote in front of the table lamp, and then folded it with satisfaction and put it in the red envelope with the money.

Speaking of which, he hadn't written in a long time.

He had to admit that after getting married, he was really slack off on some things, and he was not so concerned about some things.

Deng Ying put the red envelope under Qiao Jiayue's pillow, and then gently dropped a kiss on the corner of her mouth.

When he pulled the quilt, he saw that Qiao Jiayue's legs suddenly cramped, and she didn't wake up, but just snorted a few times uncomfortably.

Deng Ying was scared, knelt on the side, hugged Qiao Jiayue's leg and rubbed her, and carefully avoided several important acupuncture points, so as not to cause miscarriage due to excessive stimulation.

After a while, Deng Ying saw Qiao Jiayue's brows stretch, and then he stopped and turned to touch her high bulging belly.

He began to look forward to the moment when the child was born.

Qiao Jiayue slept very comfortably this night, and when she woke up and looked at the wall clock on the wall, she couldn't help but sit up in surprise, it was already nine o'clock.

She hurriedly changed her clothes and washed, but she didn't have time to tidy up the bed, and naturally she didn't develop the red seal under the pillow.

Deng Ying is placing candy and biscuits on the table, which will be used to greet guests.

When he saw Qiao Jiayue coming down, his eyes were a little excited, she saw her letter, would she say anything?

Deng Ying was looking forward to it, and his eyes kept glancing at Qiao Jiayue, waiting to get a surprise.

Qiao Jiayue naturally didn't know that Deng Ying had so many psychological activities, she first gave Deng Xianchang and Mu Shuwan New Year's greetings, gave them red envelopes respectively, and then received two bigger red envelopes.

She had eaten a warm breakfast and was ready to ask Deng Ying when she would go out to greet her relatives for the New Year.

As a result, she saw Deng Ying looking at her with a resentful face, and she couldn't help but be a little confused.

Qiao Jiayue thought about it, could it be that Deng Ying was waiting for her red envelope? She rubbed her nose, she was really unprepared for his share.

She went back to the house, made the bed first, and found the big red envelope under the pillow.

Qiao Jiayue was even more sure that Deng Ying was waiting for her red envelope, she couldn't help but be a little funny, if she hadn't found the red envelope under the pillow, would he be more depressed?

Qiao Jiayue opened the red envelope, and the first thing she saw was the letter, and she said why this red envelope was so thick, it turned out to be the volume of the letter.

The very familiar lattice is the paper that Deng Ying used to write letters to himself in the past, Qiao Jiayue couldn't help but feel a little nostalgic, speaking of which, the two faced each other almost day and night, just talk about something, but never wrote a letter again.

Qiao Jiayue opened the letter with cherish, sat on the edge of the bed and looked at it, she wanted to know what he had written.

Qiao Jiayue didn't expect that the first few lines of the letter were full of some fleshy words, her face couldn't help but turn red, the child was about to be born, and Deng Ying still wrote these words, which was really embarrassing.

Qiao Jiayue then looked down, and it was the content of some confessions written by Deng Ying, saying that he neglected himself and how he would correct his mistakes in the new year.

Naturally, Deng Ying did not leave behind his own requirements, such as he hoped that Qiao Jiayue could give him a goodnight kiss or something like that.

Qiao Jiayue finished reading the letter, her ears were very hot, she pursed her mouth, snorted, and didn't say whether she wanted to agree or not.

Deng Ying waited a little anxiously, so he simply went upstairs to find Qiao Jiayue, and saw that she was counting the money, but didn't see where her letter was.

So did Qiao Jiayue watch it or not? What did she think?

Qiao Jiayue counted the money, and suddenly felt that her stomach was kicked hard, and she couldn't help but let out a "ouch", so frightened that Deng Ying hurriedly rushed forward, "What's wrong? What's wrong?"

Qiao Jiayue shook her head: "No, the child suddenly kicked me." ”

"Is it really okay?" Deng Ying was a little suspicious, Qiao Jiayue bit her lip in pain just now.

Qiao Jiayue took two deep breaths to ease her strength, she looked at Deng Ying, and said with a smile, "What New Year's gift do you want?"

Deng Ying's eyes lit up instantly, and he licked his lips, "Whatever." "Two words are insincere.

Qiao Jiayue saw it at a glance, she reached out and put her arms around his neck, "Really follow me?"

"Uh-huh. Deng Ying's eyes wandered, a little absent-minded.

Qiao Jiayue snickered in her heart and kissed him, "I'm ready for a gift for you, I'll give it to you at night." ”

"What is it?"

"Confidential!"

"Xiaoying, Jiayue, it's time to go to pay New Year's greetings, are you ready?" Mu Shuwan saw that the door of the little couple was not closed, so he stood at the top of the stairs and shouted.

Qiao Jiayue hurriedly retracted her arm and replied, "Mom, okay, let's go down." ”

Deng Ying was a little sorry, he still wanted Qiao Jiayue to take the initiative more.

The two packed up, carried the red envelope and began to go out to pay New Year's greetings, and when they met the younger generations, they had to send red envelopes, and one morning passed, both of them poured a belly of tea.

And Mu Shuwan and Deng Xianchang, who stayed at home, were not much better, the family's lunch was hot yesterday's meal, and the next plate of dumplings was dealt with like this.

Seeing that the time was about the same, Qiao Jiayue called the brigade, maybe she had a good time, and the family was there.

Qiao Jiayue paid New Year's greetings separately, and then talked to the rolling bull head and the horse's mouth, and then hung up the phone.

She heard that the brigade was also very lively, and she should be reporting the activity. The bustle here in Beijing is different from that of the Takayama Brigade.

Qiao Jiayue didn't want to move in the afternoon, even if she heard that there were several places in Beijing that were very lively, with juggling and all kinds of snacks to eat, she couldn't arouse her interest.

Deng Ying naturally stayed at home to accompany Qiao Jiayue, and changed the two adults to go out to pay New Year's greetings.

When Qiao Jiayue got up from a nap, Deng Ying said: "I received a call from Ailan and Yufan just now, both saying that they were coming to pay New Year's greetings, and it is estimated that it will be almost there." ”

"So quickly, you hurry up and boil water, and I'll wash my face. Qiao Jiayue pushed Deng Ying and hurriedly went to wash her face. I want to talk about "Sixty Farming Fields" with more like-minded people, and pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~