How unjust this world is!

"During the winter vacation, the class reunion, will you go?" Ding Li held back her anger, she had already communicated with Jin Feng, not only Jin Feng, but also several boys who were interested in her in junior high school and still miss her.

Yan Nuo only looked at Tong Yi'an, that was because he hadn't noticed her yet, as long as she created a sense of crisis for him, he would understand that she was not waiting for him behind him all the time.

Moreover, men always have a kind of mentality of following the trend, the more difficult it is to conquer, the more they want it.

She thought that she should learn from the schoolboy Yi An at this point, hang Yan Nuo, want to catch and indulge, but can't ask for it, so that Yan Promise will find out her well.

Yan Nuo thought about it, and only replied coldly, "I will go." ”

It's still very distant.

The relationship between their junior high school classmates is still quite good, and they will have parties every winter and summer vacation.

Yan Nuo went home, and just walked up the spiral staircase, Yan Sheng, who was reading the newspaper on the sofa, looked over, "During the winter vacation, I have nothing to do with Lily to walk around more." ”

How could Yan Nuo not hear the deep meaning of his words?

Yan's branch lost a big order, his father's image in front of the old man plummeted, recently the old man has been on a ventilator, completely dependent on the ventilator to continue his life, the condition is good and bad, his father began to rush to the doctor, and even hit him with the idea.

In fact, in Yan Nuo's opinion, the old man has always treated everyone equally, and he has not been partial to his father's three brothers or anything.

But his father always felt that the old man was biased and small, but he didn't care about his second son, and he had to make plans as soon as possible.

Yan Nuo's eyes were full of sarcasm, the last time he saw his father almost strangled his mother, this was just a fuse, and now, he directly opened up, "What? I used to drag my mother to pretend to be a loving husband and wife, but now I can't pretend anymore, and you want to pull me to make peace with the Ding family? ”

Yan Sheng threw down the newspaper with a "snap", pointed at Yan Nuo, as if he couldn't even breathe smoothly, "How did you talk to your Lao Tzu?" ”

"I have really played enough of this kind of drama of husband and wife love, father and son filial piety."

Yan Nuo finished coldly and went upstairs amid his father's scolding.

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Compared with the Yan family, the Zhuo family is really peaceful.

It's almost the New Year, and Zhuo Qingfeng has completely put down his work and come back to accompany his family, which has been his constant practice for many years.

Money is endless, who knows tomorrow and accidents, who will come first?

Zhuo Yang also went home, and the college vacation was much earlier than the third year of high school.

The huge villa is lively and lively, and the steps are full of Ragdolls.

This is the children and grandchildren of Little Milk Candy.

or sitting, or lying, or curling up, or coquettish.

Looking at it densely, one is 10,000, two are 20,000, and four are 40,000.

Such a huge batch is like a pile of renminbi there.

Of course...... No matter how valuable it is, the Zhuo family treats small animals as relatives, even if one is worth 10 million, they can't sell it.

Because of this, the big family of small milk candy can be passed down from generation to generation and endlessly.

Although the atmosphere of the New Year outside is now very light and light, and even Christmas has a more vigorous trend than the Spring Festival, but the tradition of the Zhuo family has continued.

Every year, the thunder does not move, the couplets, the window grilles, and the red-hot decoration in the room are hung correctly.

There are also New Year's goods, which must be bought every year, and now there is no need to save money, my aunt will buy a lot of food every year, which makes my uncle laugh and say that it may not be for the New Year, but just to satisfy my aunt's desire to buy and buy.

But even if you buy a lot, you never have to worry about what you can't eat, as long as there is Zhuo Ran at home, and he doesn't pick it, it will inevitably be solved.

And the uncles and aunts let the aunts who cook and clean the house go home early for the New Year, clean every year, and decorate the room, which is all a family together, the aunt said with a smile, this set of Chinese traditions, is to give people who have been busy for a year have the opportunity to relax, get along with their families, laugh, and play.

Xiao Tuanzi's little head was lying on the table, and when he saw the eldest brother writing calligraphy, his dark eyes were rolling and his hands were a little itchy.

Over the years, she has been practicing pen handwriting, trying to write in the style of her eldest brother, but she just can't write it, it is still a round and cute font.

It's fate, she admitted.

But she hadn't tried calligraphy.

"Big brother, I want to try."

"Yes."

Zhuo Jinchu handed her the brush, and she bent down and wrote intently on the scratch paper beside her.

She was reluctant to write the paper she bought, and the eldest brother's handwriting was so perfect that there was no room for any flaws.

She copied the words written by her eldest brother, stroke by stroke, just like drawing.

But seriously, it's much more difficult than drawing, obviously she is rubbing according to the original, but somehow, it's different when you write it, it's not horizontal, it's not horizontal, it's not apostrophe, so she can't look at it directly.

Caught off guard, her hand was held by a warm, dry hand, and she passively pinched the brush.

Xiao Tuanzi felt as if she had been severely electrified, and before she had time to think about it, she saw her eldest brother holding her hand and began to shift her position, from the scratch paper she drew to the ink treasure that the eldest brother had written halfway.

Xiao Tuanzi choked, she was stupid, and when she saw that she was about to put down the pen, she shouted in a panic, "No! No way! ”

Even if the eldest brother writes with her in his hand, how can it be that there is no difference from the handwriting on it?

The eldest brother wrote a pair of hanging ink treasures, sprinkled with joy, and he had already written many lines, and he heard his uncle say that he would have to frame it.

As a result, because of her, the whole set is going to be destroyed?

This pressure is too much, she can't afford it!

Xiao Tuanzi hurriedly retracted her hand in shock, Zhuo Jinchu's thin lips opened, and her voice was warm, brushing past the back of her neck, "Don't move." ”

Xiao Tuanzi was so frightened that his slender white neck shrunk like a cute little ostrich, but he still obediently did not move.

Zhuo Jinchu could continue to concentrate on writing, he stood very close behind her, and took her with him, stroke by stroke, without distraction.

After writing a word, Xiao Tuanzi glanced at it fixedly and was overjoyed.

Huh? Not bad.

In the second word, she relaxed a little, and her body was no longer so stiff, but she was not a person who often wrote calligraphy, and the eldest brother held her hand lightly, for fear of pinching out any traces, so she couldn't help but tremble, and her heart twitched.

Fortunately, the eldest brother is omnipotent, and this word has actually come back.

Crossing this hurdle, the writing is becoming smoother and more natural.

Xiao Tuanzi's anxious heart gradually let go.

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