Finish the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner at the Song family's old house.

Song Xingran and Lu Qingchen said yes.

I want to go back to Rongyuan to keep the New Year.

Rongyuan has been too lonely for so many years.

Song Xingran thought that they should indeed go back to celebrate the New Year.

So, after the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, they went back.

Lu Yibei also prepared some small fireworks sticks, and as soon as he got home, he pulled the bodyguards to play.

He asked the bodyguards to be recorded by him, and he posted them on Moments, Weibo, or Tik Tok.

Song Xingran and Lu Qingchen returned to the living room.

She hurriedly turned on the TV.

On the TV, every station is broadcasting the Spring Festival Gala at this time.

Lu Qingchen didn't quite understand what she was doing when she turned on the TV?

Doesn't she usually watch TV series?

"Why watch TV?"

Song Xingran heard him ask, and looked at him suspiciously: "Watch the Spring Festival Gala." You haven't seen it before, have you? ”

Lu Qingchen's thin lips pursed, he had heard of it, but he had hardly seen it in previous years.

If she hadn't mentioned it, the word would have vanished from his mind.

Song Xingran knew his family situation and what happened to him when he was a child, so he didn't laugh at him.

Honestly sat next to him and snorted melon seeds: "When I was young, I used to watch the Spring Festival Gala on the night of the thirtieth night of the Chinese New Year's Eve. ”

"In the four years I went abroad, I saw some clips of the Spring Festival Gala on the Internet, and I felt very happy."

"When I grew up, I felt that the taste of the New Year was getting weaker and weaker."

"However, I think it's interesting to be with you for the New Year."

"Why?" The corners of Lu Qingchen's mouth went up, and there was a smile in his eyes.

"Because I always feel that I have more experience than you in these things."

In other things, Lu Qingchen did it better than her.

So now she finally has something better than Lu Qingchen.

Glad.

Lu Qingchen pinched her cheek a little helplessly: "Just because of this?" ”

Song Xingran smiled.

I gave him a kiss on the cheek.

"Lie to you."

A businessman like Lu Qingchen will not let go of such an opportunity.

The big bony hand pinched her chin and kissed it.

The sound of firecrackers and fireworks rang out outside.

Because this is not an urban area, there are still many people who set off fireworks.

Bouquets of fireworks burst into the air in a dazzling array of colors.

The originally dark sky is not dark at all at this moment.

Like daylight, the stars are bright.

Song Xingran and Lu Qingchen were tired of it for a while, and suddenly remembered something.

Take out the tools you need for paper cutting from the drawer next to you.

"Lu Qingchen, let's cut paper, shall we?"

This was brought back by Beibei a few days ago, and she thought it was interesting, so she stayed.

"Will you?"

Lu Qingchen never knew that his dyeing and dyeing would also do manual work such as paper-cutting.

Song Xingran raised his chin arrogantly, took out a piece of red paper, took out scissors, and cut it decently.

"Wait, I'll cut a ...... for you"

Speaking of this, Song Xingran suddenly looked at Lu Qingchen.

"I'll be twenty-four years old after the Chinese New Year, so this year is my natal year, you wait, I'll cut a mouse for you."

"Okay, I'll wait."

Lu Qingchen sat next to her patiently, looking at her intently.

The little wife's hands are beautiful and white, and the slender fingers pinch the red paper, creating a sharp contrast.

Her hands are quite nimble, and she looks quite skillful.

Soon, a simple version of the little mouse was cut.

"Give, give your New Year's gift."

Song Xingran handed him the little mouse in his hand.

Lu Qingchen took it, but he was actually a little surprised: "How can you do this?" ”

Song Xingran looked at him with a slightly surprised appearance, and suddenly felt a sense of accomplishment.

"Hmph, there's finally one thing you don't know, right?"

"This is something I learned recently when I was idle at home."

"Alas...... Mr. Lu, look at your wife, how talented she is, even if I don't mix in the entertainment industry, I can rely on my skills to eat. ”

"You have to cherish a treasure like me, there are very few people as versatile as me."

"Hmm. I know. Lu Qingchen nodded, his eyes full of pampering.

At this time, Song Xingran suddenly stretched out his hand towards Lu Qingchen: "I gave you a New Year's gift, what about my gift?" ”

"If you don't have a gift, you should have a red envelope, right?"

Actually, Lu Qingchen knows.

She just wants red envelopes.

He slowly hooked his lips, his dark eyes full of indulgence.

Suddenly, he took out a bulging red envelope from behind him.

Hand it to her: "Red envelope." ”

Although it is concise and to the point, Song Xingran likes it!

She likes this kind of practical stuff the most.

Red envelopes are the best.

The point is that it's still so thick!

Ahahahaha!

Song Xingran laughed so hard that his mouth couldn't close.

She opened the red envelope and opened it, and inside was a thick wad of banknotes.

"My husband is the best."

Lu Qingchen felt that it was really difficult to guess the little girl's thoughts.

A red envelope can be exchanged for a confession.

However, it's nice that his dyeing shows everything on his face.

After receiving the red envelope, Song Xingran was held in Lu Qingchen's arms and continued to watch the Spring Festival Gala.

Although she felt that some of the shows were boring, with Lu Qingchen by her side, she still insisted on watching them.

Lu Yibei is still outside.

Song Xingran asked Lu Qingchen to bring her some snacks and watch TV while eating.

Lu Qingchen left everything up to her.

Song Xingran thought that today she must accompany him to celebrate the New Year and New Year's Eve together.

But, even though she thinks so.

But the body is very unhappy.

She was a little sleepy.

The eyelids began to fight.

It's really strange, she couldn't sleep until the early hours of the morning before, why is she suddenly sleepy today?

Is it because I drank a lot of wine at dinner on Chinese New Year's Eve at night?

Song Xingran held on and didn't sleep.

But the sleepy bug just won't let her go.

Lu Qingchen saw that she looked like she wanted to sleep but insisted on it, which was really cute.

He looked down and chuckled, "Baby, I have a way to get rid of your sleepy bugs." ”

Song Xingran muttered, "What? ”

As soon as her words fell, she was blocked by Lu Qingchen.

The man picked her up and walked towards the room.

Song Xingran understood at once.

Don't say it, the drowsiness suddenly woke up more than half.

"Lu Qingchen, we have to keep the New Year together."

The corners of the handsome and tall man's mouth rose against her forehead: "I know." ”

About an hour passed.

When it came early in the morning, Song Xingran also set an alarm clock before.

She wants to remind herself that she must say Happy New Year to Lu Qingchen at the first time of the New Year.

Song Xingran was lying on the bed, completely unable to open his eyes.

Liar, she is not only sleepy now, but also tired.

The sound of fireworks outside the house continued.

Although it is a bit disturbing, the brilliant fireworks bloom in the sky, adding a lot of flavor to the city for many years.

Song Xingran closed his eyes, rubbed Lu Qingchen's chest in a daze, and said softly: "Lu Qingchen, Happy New Year." ”

Lu Qingchen looked at the girl in his arms, obviously too sleepy to open his eyes, but he still remembered this sentence.

He kissed her forehead and said softly, "Happy New Year." ”

Every New Year in the future, he will accompany her.

Guarding the year, guarding her.

(End of chapter)