Qian Jiao looked at the wolf meat sauce they left, and suddenly remembered that Nan Fan also liked wolf meat sauce, found a small jar to fill it, and decided to go to the post office in the town to mail it to him in a few days.

On the twenty-eighth day of the lunar month, the Qian family killed a New Year pig.

Qian Dacheng dragged two large bags full of bicycles and went to Zhoucheng.

Liu Zifeng's family helped a lot in Zhao Mo's affairs at the beginning, and Qian Jiao had a little friendship with him, so their family must have sent some.

Wang Mu's family in the same compound, Qian Jiao also had a lot of care from their family back then, so naturally they also had to send some by the way.

There is also the Xiao Guo family, which can be regarded as the favor of saving Zhao Mo together.

However, Uncle He has left Zhoucheng since Gao Sheng, and it is not easy to mail him fresh pork, so he can only send him some after the dried meat is marinated at home.

There are also a few employees in the farm, and one family sends a little, and a pig goes for more than half.

The rest, except for the fresh meat left to eat, was marinated by Zhao Qiuyue into bacon and jerky.

On the morning of the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve, Zhao Qiuyue ordered her a bowl of longevity noodles as usual.

On the edge of a few slices of green vegetables, a poached egg exuding fragrance.

Qian Jiaomei finished eating a whole bowl of noodles before she let out a long breath happily.

In fact, the Qian family's living standard has long been raised to the upper reaches of the village.

Eggs, which were rare in the past, are now the most common thing that can be seen every day in the Qian family.

Qian Jiao still remembers that when she first came to Yaoqian Village, Qian Hao's wish was to eat an egg every day.

And now, that wish has long been realized, and the Qian family even has pork on the table from time to time.

The villagers who repaired the factory have stopped work since yesterday, and the rest of them have not been repaired, so they can only wait for the next year to repair them.

Qian Jiao and Qian Hao, who had been hanging around the farm all day, went home for dinner, and were grabbed by Zhao Qiuyue and went back to the house to take a bath, and changed into the new clothes she prepared for the two children for the New Year.

Qian Hao was dressed in a light blue cotton jacket, which made his little face more and more pink.

Qian Jiao was wearing a pink cotton jacket, and a belt was made at the waist to make the effect of shrinking the waist, which made her very satisfied.

The only drawback is that Qian Jun still can't come back for the New Year this year, which makes the Qian family a little sad.

Qian Jiao always went to bed early, and on Chinese New Year's Eve, she only symbolically kept watch in the hall for a while, staying up little by little, and Zhao Qiuyue immediately drove her back to the room to sleep.

She was indeed tired, and fell asleep as soon as she got under the covers.

The brazier in the room was burning vigorously, the dim light of the light bulb shone on Qian Jiao's face, and the shadow under the long eyelashes was stretched long.

In Qian Jiao's sleep, she felt that her face was itchy, sometimes her eyelashes, sometimes her cheeks.

She couldn't help but reach out and scratch it, but after a few scratches, a muffled chuckle came from above her head.

Qian Jiao was suddenly woken up, and as soon as she opened her eyes, her sleepy-eyed misty eyes met a pair of obsidian-like eyes.

Qian Jiao was startled, and the screaming voice reached her throat, and her pink lips were covered by a large, dry hand with a thin callus.

Qian Jiao's big misty eyes widened and round, and at this time she finally saw the face in front of her clearly.

The facial features are as handsome as the knife cuts, the outline lines are three-dimensional and handsome, the thick ink-like sword eyebrows are handsome, and the deep eyes are as deep as a deep pool, which makes people have the illusion that they can't get out when they look in.

A glance at someone who can make people's hearts beat faster, who else can there be besides Nanfan?

Qian Jiao's misty eyes, when she saw him clearly, were suddenly covered with stars, and she showed a bright smile to Nan Fan in surprise.

Nan Fan, who was next to Qian Jiao's cheek, was shaken by Qian Jiao's unguarded bright smile, and his heartbeat unconsciously accelerated a few times.

The big hand that covered Qian Jiaofan's lips also had a burning sensation.

He took his hand away in a bit of a panic.

I heard Qian Jiao's soft voice suddenly sound, like a feather scratching his heart, and there was a feeling of itching.

"Brother Fan, why did you come here so late."

Nan Fan sat upright, and withdrew his gaze from Qian Jiao's face a little uncomfortably.

took out a palm-sized box from the pocket of the green military jacket, and handed it to Qian Jiao with his cautious hands, his lips slightly hooked, and his eyes were full of gentle smiles.

"Jiaojiao, happy birthday. This is my gift to you. ”

After Nan Fan's words were finished, there was a crackling sound of firecrackers in the courtyard, and then the sound of crackling firecrackers sounded in every different place in the entire Yaoqian Village in all directions at the same time.

Qian Jiao knew that it was the turn of the clock to welcome the New Year.

And Nan Fan caught up with her fifteenth birthday at the last second of the new year.

"Happy New Year."

She looked at Nan Fan's face with some surprise, the contour of the three-dimensional handsome face, a pair of deep eyes full of light, facing his eyes, as if she was about to lose herself.

Then he lifted his eyes to the box in his hand.

Smiling and smiling, he slipped out of the quilt and sat on the head of the bed, trying to reach for the present.

But before her hand stretched out, a big hand grabbed the quilt that slipped off her chest, pulled it up gently, and carefully pressed the quilts on both sides before putting the box in her hand into Qian Jiao's hand.

Qian Jiao was heartbeat by his actions, hurriedly lowered her eyes, lowered her head and opened the box in her hand.

The box was opened, and the dim light shone in, and a pair of small, colorful pottery dolls were lying inside.

A man and a woman, their expressions were festive and comfortable, the colors were gorgeous and bright, Qian Jiao only glanced at them, and a smile appeared on the corner of her lips.

She carefully picked up a Tao doll, put it in front of her eyes and looked at it for a while, then put it back in the box, and took out another one to look at it for a while.

Nan Fan saw her looking at Tao Doll, smiling with crooked eyes, she knew that she liked his gift, and she felt happy for no reason, and the smile on the corner of her lips was a little deeper unconsciously.

Qian Jiao held the box in one hand and the Tao doll in the other, smiling with crooked eyebrows.

"Thank you Brother Fan for the gift, I like it very much."

can get Qian Jiao's like, Nan Fan's mood is also very good, he smiled and reached out to rub the top of Qian Jiao's head, and in his low voice, there was a pampering that he didn't even find.

"If you like it, I'm good to have arrived."

When Qian Jiao heard this, she found that there were still fine beads of sweat oozing on his forehead.

In such a cold night, so many beads of sweat could ooze from his forehead, which showed that he had rushed all the way.

I thought that Nanfan rushed all the way over, just to say happy birthday to her before the clock and give her a birthday gift.

Qian Jiao's heart was sour, warm, and with a hint of softness that she didn't even notice.

Even looking at Nanfan's eyes, there was a gentle and delicate taste.

She whispered a little shyly, a little delighted, "Thank you." ”

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