Snowflakes like goose feathers, catkins like dandelion seeds, fluttering down, one after another, dashing.

On the morning of the first day of the Lunar New Year, the sound of firecrackers from far and near was endless, and in the room on the second floor of the Chu family, there were two women lying on a large bed, one of whom slept peacefully with a bear in his arms, and the other slept at the foot of the bed.

Chu Ci's biological clock urged, rubbing his dry eyebrows, and before he could wake up, he was kicked by a foot that came from Ling Feng.

"Oops"

The girl on the bed rubbed her shoulder, her hair was red, she got off the bed in a hurry, and looked at the woman sleeping at the foot of the bed, "Su Fang~"

"Whew-huh-" The woman at the foot of the bed plucked her ears, pulled the quilt, wrapped herself tightly, and continued to sleep into a sweet dream.

Chu Ci on the side of the bed did mental construction for herself, not angry, she was not angry.

Half an hour later, Chu Ci, who had eaten breakfast, opened, and the door was greeted by a cold wind mixed with goose feathers and heavy snow.

"Stop"

With a loud roar, the shadow who was about to climb the wall around the corner slipped on the soles of his feet, and poofed and fell a fart.

Walking in and seeing this thief clearly, the corners of Chu Ci's mouth twitched, "Song Li, why are you here?"

"You want to care?" Probably because her embarrassed side was looked at by hated people, Song Li glared at her angrily.

"It seems that last night, you didn't return all night, smell it, the perfume on this body smells strong, hey, innocent boy, lonely and sleepless, lonely and empty, Song Li, should you go out less, son, no, it's appropriate?"

"Tut-tut, if you let Aunt Song know that you are a good girl-" Chu Ci's eyes turned, and playfully landed on the can ring on his middle finger, which seemed to be with Xu Ying nine times out of ten.

"Phew, you complaint, I warn you, don't say it" Song Liqi's two nostrils exhaled heavily, the tips of his ears were red, but he couldn't help Chu Ci, he sneaked out to see Xu Ying last night while everyone was asleep, if his mother knew, he wouldn't pick his skin.

His mother was already dissatisfied with Xu Ying after the last hospitalization, and if he let his mother know about the New Year, the whole family would have to be disturbed, and Chu Ci was specially restrained.

"It's okay if you don't say it, bring the hush money" Chu Ci inspected this person, and finally landed on the wallet in his pocket, very satisfied, that's all.

Song Li covered his pockets, this is all his pocket money, and he can't give it to "I didn't bring it today, I'll give it to you next time"

"Happy New Year, as an elder brother, this is the right way to give a red envelope to your little sister, come on, come on, be cheerful, don't be stingy" The first red envelope of the New Year must be big, Chu Ci smiled and stretched out his hand to pull his shirt, but was dodged by Song Li "I'll wait for you, this is really not good, the only life-saving money I have left, you can't be so cruel"

The door opened with a "creak".

Song Zijian walked out of it, the two young men at the gate were entangled, entangled, their movements were ambiguous, their postures were very reverie, their brows were wrinkled without a trace, and they said coldly, "What are you doing?" ”

"Little uncle, Chu Ci wants to take my wallet" Song Li looked over for help, hum, the little uncle will definitely help him, the uncle and nephew can still be snatched by a little girl.

"Little uncle, help me hold him down" Chu Ci During this time, she was tired of Song Zijian, and the two formed a revolutionary-like comradeship.

The two spoke at the same time, only to see a tall and wide man walking over, his eyes were condensed, and his strong and powerful arms pressed Song Li, who was constantly struggling to gain the upper hand, against the wall, and got a big smile from Chu Ci, "Thank you, little uncle, you are the best"

was pressed against the wall, his face was close to the cold wall, and Song Li, who was shivering, fell to the ground with a scorching and hot heart, and shattered into eight petals, "Little uncle, I'm your nephew, how can you do this to me"

Chu Ci happily took out his wallet, took out a stack of red tickets from it, and bent his eyebrows, "Okay, let him go"

As soon as Song Zijian let go, Song Li went home with tears in her eyes like a little daughter-in-law who was bullied by a scumbag junior partner, and her back was very gloomy no matter how she looked at it.

"Like red envelopes?"

"Of course, who doesn't like red envelopes" Chu Ci happily stuffed the red envelope into his pocket.

Song Zijian looked at her, his condensed gaze softened a lot, "Half of the meeting"

Chu Ci covered his pocket when he heard this, and his expression was exactly the same as that of Song Li just now, but there was more miserable pain, mixed with a flattering smile, "That, little uncle, who are the two of us, you are the boss of a company, as for asking for money with me, a poor student who has no job?"

"Hahaha, poor student" Your private property adds up to more than 100 million, not counting that you yourself are the sole heir of the Chu family Song Zijian was amused by Chu Ci's flattery, and only felt that the dimples on that smiling face were really cute, and he couldn't help but want to pinch it.

Chu Ci only felt that half of his face was surrounded by big hands, and a strong force hit his face, "Pain, pain, pain"

Song Zijian let go of his hand and took out a gold card from his pocket "Happy New Year, a red envelope for you"

Chu Ci looked at the glittering card in front of him, looked up and looked into his eyes, Song Zijian's tall body, strong arms, handsome face, deep voice, and doting in the brown eyes, as if she had seen it wrong.

In a flash, she saw it wrong, she condemned herself in her heart, how could she misunderstand the pure feelings of the little uncle for her, or the gold card in front of her was really "Thank you, little uncle, I wish you all the best"

"I'm going home for dinner, come over at noon to greet Uncle Song and Aunt Song, goodbye little uncle"

I received two red envelopes early in the morning, Chu Ci was overjoyed, wearing a heavy cotton jacket, and went home happily like a penguin.

Song Zijian in the back looked at the little fat man all the way away, reminiscing about the touch of his fingertips, and muttered silently, "I wish my wish come true"

"This year's New Year's resolution could be added"

"I want to be called my brother"

Chu Ci returned home, and saw Su Fang sleeping on all fours, and the round little ball jumped up one by one, and smashed into the stomach of the sleeping girl, and Su Fang, who was pressed by Mount Tai, woke up from his sleep, "Ah Ci, what time is it?" ”

"Nine o'clock"

Chu Ci took off his bulky coat, got into the quilt, and hugged the warm Su Fang, "Quick, I just went out and received two red envelopes, let's divide the money"

"Okay, I'll divide it" Su Fang picked up a wad of red banknotes on the bed, just like a child divides candy, you one, I one.

Su Fang sighed, Chinese New Year's Eve was kicked out, if it weren't for Chu Ci's help, she would have fallen into the streets "With these two thousand yuan, enough to stay outside in a hotel for a while, sisters, thank you"

"Be so polite with me, live in my house, the house is big, you have everything, you don't need to spend anything, do you see that row of little golden pigs, I tell you secretly, it's stuffed inside, for the sake of our two sisters, I'll give you one" Chu Ci hugged her distressedly, Su Fang, who was very grinning, was suddenly so fragile, it was really distressing, their stepmother and stepsister were really not things.

Su Fang followed Chu Ci's gesture and looked over, the row of dazzling giant golden pigs above the cabinet was lying neatly, very rich and fat, "I can't see it, you are still a rich woman"

"Of course" Chu Ci raised his eyebrows arrogantly, and took out an empty golden pig piggy bank, "This is my baby pig, save one a year, and now I have saved a full sixteen"

The original owner was a collector, and Chu Ci took someone to visit the things she had collected, and there were two large wardrobes, including the teeth that were lost when she was a child, all neatly placed in bottles.

Finally, I came to a photo wall, which had a ruler, on which Chu Ci's height record for each year was recorded, as well as a wish list for each year.

"I hope to be admitted to S University with the best grades"

"Come on for the college entrance examination!" Chu Ci tore off the post-it note and pasted it on this year's list, Su Fang looked at Chu Ci who was still a milk doll, Chu Ci who was missing a mouthful of front teeth, Chu Ci on the children's dance competition, and Chu Ci on the catwalk on the ladder "I don't know yet, you were a model when you were a child, and you walked with a special style"

"Now it's also a model, but it's behind the scenes, Aunt Song is the designer of Lan Yishe, and many of the clothes in it are designed based on me, just when you come, you can let Aunt Song customize a style for you"

"Lan Yishe I know, it's a big brand, the private orders there are very expensive, my stepmother went in there once, and went home to show off for a long time" Su Fang looked along the photo wall, she suddenly found that Chu Ci is very gentle on the surface, but there is a kind of stubbornness in her bones, she knows what she wants, and she has been working hard to get closer to the goal.

Picked up a birthday wish, which said, I will marry Song Li in the future.

"This one was written when I was six years old, and the child's words are unscrupulous" Chu Ci repasted the piece of paper, and Chu Ci, who liked Song Li, was no longer there.

Su Fang didn't mention this stubble, after all, Ah Ci's childhood sweetheart is not very reliable, and it's good to let go of feelings, "Will Ah Ci be a designer in the future?" ”

"Hmm~, I like to draw the whimsical things in my head, no matter what it is, it's very interesting" Influenced by Aunt Song, Chu Ci is already a leader in all kinds of clothing, styles, and collocations at home and abroad, from childhood to adulthood.

Su Fang looked at Chu Ci when he talked about design, his eyes lit up, and he suddenly envied her a little, "Ah Ci, what do you say I will do in the future?" ”

Without waiting for Chu Ci to answer, Su Fang began to say in a lost and flat tone: "I can't study, I was forced by Han Li to memorize, and my grades have indeed improved, but I know that my talent is there."

"Although I like taekwondo, it's a hobby after all, and it's okay to practice it occasionally, but it can't be regarded as a lifelong career."

"Zhanke wants to be an astronaut, you want to be a designer, what about me, what can I do?"