An Bangguo pulled Long Xiaojiu to the living room and sat down, groping out a red envelope from the pocket of his jacket, and the red envelope seemed to contain a lot of silver.

"As an elder who came to Long Xiaojiu for the New Year, I can only give you this!" An Bangguo stuffed the red envelope into Long Xiaojiu's hand.

Long Xiaojiu wanted to refuse, but An Bangguo said that he was his elder, and the gifts of the elders, especially during the Chinese New Year, were not easy to refuse.

Long Xiaojiu said with a smile: "Then I can only ask for good luck from this elder!"

An Bangguo smiled heartily and nodded, "That's right!"

Holding the red envelope in his hand and pinching Long Xiaojiu, he estimated that he had to have 10,000 cash, when he was young, Long Xiaojiu's family was poor, and he could only hope that his mother would give him meat to eat every New Year.

Long Xiaojiu only remembered that only his mother would secretly wrap a five-yuan red envelope and stuff it to himself, but his memory of his mother at that time had already been blurred.

Now that Long Xiaojiu's life is better, this New Year's money is really happy, but what's the use of it, it's not given to him by his mother, no matter how much it is for Long Xiaojiu, it's just a number, what he wants is the family affection and the great maternal love hidden behind the red envelope.

After a while, Zhou Xuanzhu and An Heyan appeared one after another, they had been busy cooking dumplings in the kitchen, people in the north were always used to eating dumplings during the New Year, and Long Xiaojiu was from the south, and they all ate rice balls there.

An Bangguo pulled Long Xiaojiu and said with a smile: "Come to Long Xiaojiu, let's have a dumpling together, you are the first time that a southerner celebrates the New Year in our north?"

Long Xiaojiu nodded, and at the same time inadvertently glanced at An Heyan again, his beautiful face and wonderful figure impressed Long Xiaojiu all the time.

After a while, Zhou Xuanzhu also came out, holding a steaming bowl in her hand, not knowing what was inside, she looked at Long Xiaojiu from time to time, and the corners of her mouth always looked like she couldn't help laughing.

And An and Yan also suddenly ran to the kitchen and came out with a bowl from inside, and Long Xiaojiu couldn't see what was inside.

An Bangguo had already picked up his chopsticks and happily asked Long Xiaojiu to hurry up and eat while it was hot, Long Xiaojiu nodded and looked at An and Yan suspiciously, "Why don't you sit down?"

The two girls suddenly put the bowl in their hands in front of Long Xiaojiu at the same time, and said in unison: "Long Xiaojiu, this is made especially for you!"

An Heyan covered his mouth in surprise, and Zhou Xuanzhu's sword eyebrows also looked at An Heyan with a slight frown.

Long Xiaojiu looked down and saw that the two bowls were actually filled with rice balls, and these two girls (An and Yan should be called women) must have secretly cooked dumplings in the kitchen and each secretly cooked a bowl of rice balls for Long Xiaojiu.

I just don't know how exactly they managed to avoid the eyes of both sides.

The scene was suddenly a little embarrassing, An Bangguo raised his head and looked at it, and suddenly understood, so he said with a haha: "Lan Lan, you and Xuanzhu really have a heart! How can you finish cooking such two bowls of Long Xiaojiu?"

An Bangguo brought An Heyan's Nawan rice balls to himself and said with a smile: "Lan Lan, I see that you will give this bowl to my grandfather, and I just want to taste what it is like to eat rice balls that southerners love to eat!"

Long Xiaojiu hurriedly motioned for An Heyan and Zhou Xuanzhu to sit down, An Bangguo deliberately solved the problem for them.

An Bangguo couldn't help but praise after taking a bite of the rice balls, and suddenly raised his head again and said to Long Xiaojiu: "Long Xiaojiu, you don't have a partner yet?"

Long Xiaojiu almost choked on him, he instinctively looked up at An Heyan, An Heyan's pretty face was flushed and he just lowered his head to eat dumplings, Long Xiaojiu secretly wondered in his heart Could it be that An Bangguo is optimistic that he plans to marry An Heyan.

Long Xiaojiu was shocked and worried, he didn't want to be bound by marriage so early, but he had already given An Heyan to that, even if he didn't get married, at least he had to give someone an explanation, after all, the An family seemed to be a big family that Long Xiaojiu could never afford to offend.

After weighing it for a moment, Long Xiaojiu had to nod, and An Bangguo immediately became energetic when he saw it, "Long Xiaojiu, I'll look at it, how about the old man help you order a mandarin duck spectrum today?"

An Heyan's head was almost in the bowl, and his face was already red.

But Anbang's words shocked the audience, "Long Xiaojiu, how about I tell you Xuanzhu today?"

"What!" Long Xiaojiu, Zhou Xuanzhu, An Heyan raised their heads in surprise at the same time, but their expressions were different.

In addition to the surprised expressions on the faces of the three of them, Long Xiaojiu was surprised, An Heyan was lost and slightly sad, and Zhou Xuanzhu was a little surprised and a little entangled.

Long Xiaojiu smiled bitterly in his heart: I said An Lao, aren't you messing around with the mandarin duck spectrum?

And this plot is not the same as what Long Xiaojiu himself thought in his heart! Long Xiaojiu found out that An Bangguo seemed to be very optimistic about himself, could it be that he was wrong at that time, or that An Bangguo changed his mind again.

But it's right to think about it now, you Long Xiaojiu is just a small private entrepreneur, what does An Bangguo do, what does An Heyan do, just because you Long Xiaojiu also want to climb to Anjia?

An Bangguo marrying his niece and granddaughter to you Long Xiaojiu is considered to give you a lot of face, do you dare to raise it or what.

It seems that no matter how much kindness he has to An Bangguo, he can't really become An Bangguo's cronies or something, there is a natural and insurmountable gap between Long Xiaojiu and An Bangguo.

At this time, An Heyan suddenly burst into tears, she glanced at An Bangguo very dissatisfied, and ran out, covering her face all the way and heartbroken.

Long Xiaojiu seized the opportunity and hurriedly ran out of the door under the pretext of chasing An and Yan, because now he didn't know what kind of expression to use to face An Bangguo and Zhou Xuanzhu.

An Bangguo looked at the back of the two leaving, sighed helplessly and shook his head and sat down.

At this time, An and Yan trotted all the way out of the villa and ran along the mountain road to the mountain, Long Xiaojiu could actually catch up with her quickly, but in order to stay away from An Bangguo as much as possible, he deliberately slowed down until An and Yan were tired and stopped and sat on the side of the road covered with snow.

An and Yan were still crying, and they were very sad and covered their faces and refused to lift their heads, Long Xiaojiu leaned over and sat down and hugged An Heyan's fragrant shoulders, An and Yan slowly fell into Long Xiaojiu's arms and cried even more sadly.

"I'm sorry Lan Lan, I ......" Long Xiaojiu took a long time to pop out these words from between his teeth and he hadn't finished speaking, although he didn't promise An Bangguo to marry Zhou Xuanzhu, but this was a signal, a signal that he couldn't be with An and Yan justifiably.

Growing up in a strict patriarchal family since childhood, An Heyan must have been exposed to many strict obedience characters and habits, plus she was almost single-handedly raised by An Bangguo, so she was almost obedient to An Bangguo.

(End of chapter)