Chapter Ninety-Nine: New Year's Greetings (1)

Wang Zixuan, who was in front of the computer, glanced back at Xiao Haotian, and then swept the red envelope on the bed, and Xiao Haotian suddenly felt a crisis.

He struggled to get out of Wang Yuxuan's arms and threw himself on the red envelope on the bed, which was all his, and finally his uncle wrapped a big one this year, but he couldn't be taken back by his uncle.

"Every day." Wang Yuxuan shouted helplessly, "The red envelope won't run, what are you anxious about." ”

Why can't you run, didn't you see the terrible eyes of your uncle? Xiao Haotian's eyes flashed, but he didn't dare to tell the difference.

"Son, son, tell my mother what a girl looks like?" Cheng Ying asked impatiently as she pushed open the door.

The corners of Wang Zixuan's mouth twitched twice, and his brows frowned faintly.

"When you meet, you'll know what she looks like." Wang Zixuan was too lazy to pay attention to the two gossip girls, and he had a lot of homework during the winter vacation.

"Then make an appointment to let her come to our house. Next week, yes, I'll go and tell Wang Ma to buy something delicious that day. Cheng Ying said that the wind is the rain, and his hands beat the sound.

"Mom, if you are like this, people are going to be scared away by you. Be invited naturally, don't be so abrupt. Besides, it's the New Year's period, and people also have to pay New Year's greetings to their relatives. Wang Yuxuan looked funny.

"Yes. Then you can invite her to our house to pay New Year's greetings. How's that idea? Cheng Ying asked.

Wang Yuxuan threw a self-begging look at her younger brother with a smile and a smile, and picked up Xiao Haotian who was holding the red envelope from the bed, "You discuss it slowly, I'll take Tiantian to take a bath." He walked out of the room.

"Son, how's it going? You're squeaking. Cheng Ying saw Wang Zixuan crackling at the computer, she couldn't understand it, so she stood beside her and asked.

"Squeak." Wang Zixuan continued to struggle with the computer without looking back.

Cheng Ying waited for a long time, but didn't get a response, knowing that the child's stubborn temper came again, "I said you should give me a reply." ”

"Mom, I've squeaked twice, and you're still not satisfied." Wang Zixuan stopped what he was doing, and as soon as the computer chair turned, his face was helplessly revealed in front of Cheng Ying's eyes.

"You're fooling me." Cheng Ying was so angry that he patted his son's shoulder a few times, but he was reluctant to put down gravity.

"Mom, I promise I'll find a time for you to meet. You have to prepare people a little bit too, don't you? Wang Zixuan is doing his mother's persuasion work.

"You have a point. Then you have to remember to arrange it. Cheng Ying also accepted Wang Zixuan's statement.

"I will." Wang Zixuan solemnly promised.

"By the way, you also have to have a snack about Yang Xue, although you don't like her, but her parents also sent her out of the country because they heard a word from you. When she comes back this time, if you don't adapt to anything at school, you have to take care of it more or less. You know? Cheng Ying thought of what had just happened, and said to Wang Zixuan.

"Mom, it was you and Dad who delivered the phone back then. I don't know how you told Yang Xue's parents that they thought I should protect Yang Xue. Don't you think it's better to keep boundaries between me and her now, so as not to cause unnecessary misunderstandings? Wang Zixuan looked at his mother with his hands on his chest.

Cheng Ying's eyes flickered a few times when she heard her son's words, it was indeed their fathers who thought about it and made a decision for their son on their own. If things really keep misunderstanding, it seems that she and her husband will inevitably go to the door of the Yang family to explain it in person another day.

"Okay, Mom got it. Just do what you want. "My son has had a lot of ideas since he was a child, and it is not her turn to worry too much.

Seeing that his mother had figured it out, Wang Zixuan breathed a sigh of relief, got up and pressed Cheng Ying's shoulder: "Mom, you should have a good beauty sleep now, and go to pay New Year's greetings tomorrow." ”

Cheng Ying smiled and turned her head to point at Wang Zixuan: "Idle mom is annoying, drive people." Okay, I don't have anything to do, you can keep busy with yours. Don't go to bed too late, you have to go to the New Year tomorrow morning. ”

"Okay, got it." Wang Zixuan sent Cheng Ying away and sat back at the computer desk. At the beginning of the next semester, Zhou Ruocheng returned to Ontario, but Yang Xue came out again, it was really a trouble, and another mess came out.

Wang Zixuan closed his eyes a little sour, thinking that if he went to Yang's house tomorrow to pay New Year's greetings, he would remind his mother to talk about it.

This Wang Zixuan is thinking about tomorrow, and that Mu Mengling is also thinking about tomorrow's New Year's greetings.

This is the first year she has been reborn, and thinking about how she lived in her previous life, it seems very dull. At that time, I felt that I had grown up, and I felt bored watching anything, until I was reborn, and I didn't know that I didn't understand anything in my previous life.

"Lingling, if you want to sleep, go back to your room and sleep." Mu's mother saw that although her daughter was sitting and staring at the TV, her eyes were dazzled, and she didn't know where she was outside the world, so she urged her to go back to her room to sleep.

"Ahh Then I'll go back to sleep. Mu Mengling stretched and went back to the room in obedience to Mu Ma's wishes.

I turned on my computer and went to the online store, and I remembered my online store, and when I was busy, I left it behind. Now pull it out and take a look, there are a few people who have placed orders, but they have not replied, and it is estimated that this will also abandon the order.

Mu Mengling sighed, sure enough, you can't have both fish and bear paws. She removed the online store, the main task at present is the competition in country M, she must have a reputation in order to do a good job in the future, with fame, profit will come easily.

Alas, she was indeed a layman. Thinking of the game in Country M, Mu Mengling simply went to bed and flipped through the few books he brought back from Li's house. Tell yourself that you have to spend more time and work harder to achieve good results in the competition in country M.

It wasn't until Mu Ma knocked on the door that Mu Mengling returned to reality from the sea of books.

"Tell you to go to bed early, it's good for you, you forget the time to read. Hungry or not? Do you want to eat something before you go to sleep? Although Mu's mother was chattering, she was also worried that her daughter was hungry.

"I'm not hungry. Mom, what time is it? Mu Mengling asked casually.

"It's twelve. The Spring Festival Gala is over, and your dad has gone downstairs to set off firecrackers. If you're not hungry, go to bed quickly, don't wait for the New Year's greetings to be dull and colorful, so as not to be said. Mu Ma urged again.

Mu Mengling knows that there are more six women in the three villages in the countryside, and they can also pull out a topic for you if they have a little matter. Seeing that Mu Ma helped her close the door, she also turned off the lights, covered the quilt and slept, listening to the continuous sound of fireworks and firecrackers outside the window, and looking at the fireworks that illuminated the window from time to time, Mu Mengling gradually fell asleep.