That night, the fireworks in Kyoto were blooming incredibly beautifully.

The New Year’s Eve dinner is the highlight of traditional Chinese families. The whole family gathered together to make the taste of happiness. Before the New Year’s Eve dinner, under the leadership of Mr. Leng, the family first scented the ancestors of the Leng family, and then slapped the incense and set the bowls for the deceased Leng Kui and Baoqi Inlaid Yu. Then they sat down to eat the New Year’s Eve dinner while watching the Spring Festival Gala played on TV.

After a while, the atmosphere of family reunion came out.

During this process, Mr. Leng and Baoqi never talked to each other, and neither took the initiative to show kindness or reconcile to each other. However, no one was too embarrassed to give each other a face. After all, during the Chinese New Year, no matter what, they had to leave some face for their family and children.

Of course, no one would mention the unpleasant things in the past. Whether it is the Min family who has left the country or other small episodes that have caused misunderstandings among the family, they have deliberately ignored the past in this "year".

"Come on, grandpa has paid New Year's money!"

Mr. Leng had smiles on his face and a pile of thick red envelopes in his hand. His waving actions were no different from those of an ordinary family.

Leng Kexin was the most excited to pay New Year’s money, so she jumped over with a smile.

"Mine, I am the Leng family's biggest granddaughter! New Year's money goes from growing to young!"

"Go, stay by the side. Give your New Year's money to my younger brother first. What a girl, it's still a little whirring." Old Master Leng glanced at her squintedly and turned to look at the big bird and the little bird, his facial expression softened a little again, "Good grandson, take the New Year's money to suppress evil and avoid disasters, and live a hundred years of life..."

Standing on the side with his arms in his arms, Leng Kexin glanced at her mouth and joked, "Tsk tsk tsk tsk... I know. Our Leng family is usually favoring boys over girls. My eldest granddaughter has no status."

"What are you saying? Silly girl." Old Master Leng glared at her with a angrily look, then smiled and handed the red envelope to Xiaoyudian, with a kind voice, "No matter whether the girl or the boy, they are all children of the Leng family. Grandpa loves them all and treats them equally. But the older ones have to take care of the younger ones."

"Ha, I'm kidding, of course I love my brother." Leng Kexin said, and then used her hand to pinch the big bird and the little bird's face. The whiteness and tenderness that belonged to the baby made her reluctant to move her hands away. "Brother, come, let me laugh?"

At the Leng family, Big Bird and Little Bird are Leng Kexin's younger brothers...

In the bird's nest, the big bird and the little bird are Leng Kexin's nephews...

The relationship was a little irritating, and Baoqi's face was a little embarrassed. She kept her face open and covered her over. Leng Xiao, who was leaning on the sofa, saw this and gently patted her back.

"Look, my son is so happy with New Year's money."

In the stroller, the Big Bird and the Little Bird who had New Year's money held the red envelope tightly and did not let go, their hands and feet fluttering as if they were very happy. Perhaps the children were a little sensitive to the big red eyes, and their two pairs of wet eyes were exactly the same. They didn't turn their eyes open when they looked at the big red envelope in their hands. The only difference is that the Big Bird's face has no expression, and the smile on the bird's face can make people feel sweet.

"Wow, you two know how to love money, hum." Leng Kexin happily pinched the bird's face and then used her hand to suck the red envelopes in their hands, but the little guy tightened her. She laughed so much that she couldn't support her. "Sister, this little family is tight, afraid that people will rob him of money... Haha, it's so fun."

"What, he likes color."

"That's right. Maybe in their eyes, there is no difference between red envelopes and toys, right?" Leng Kexin smiled and stuck out her tongue, then suddenly turned her head again, looking at the little raindrops holding the big red envelope on the sofa, holding the big red envelope, and stretched out her hand to tease her, "Little raindrops, sister, are you here to grab your red envelope?"

Kid, just make you happy.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Yudian'er handed her the red envelope the next second.

"For sister..."

"ah?!"

Leng Kexin was stunned for a few seconds, then laughed, hugged her and walked around, kissed her again and again, "Xiao Yudian is so good. My sister likes you. When I have no money, I will come to you for it."

Looking at the little raindrops in Leng Kexin's arms, Old Master Leng sighed a little.

After thinking about it, he handed Baoqi the last big red envelope in his hand.

"Give it, yours!"

The three words he said seemed a little stiff, but the red envelope he suddenly sent over still shocked Baoqi. He looked at him with a strange look. She stroked her hair and laughed unnaturally, "No need, I am all adults, and I don't need New Year's money."

Leng Leng snorted, and Old Master Leng was a little angry at her rejection, "This is for you."

Supply her?

Baoqi's pupils shrank slightly. Before she could answer, Leng Xiao patted her hand and directly took the red envelope for her, "Dad gives you New Year's money, just take it."

After twitching his lips, Baoqi's voice was extremely soft. "Thank you."

Since she was six years old, she hasn't received New Year's money for a long time.

The atmosphere suddenly became a little stiff.

Leng Kexin could adjust the atmosphere. Seeing this, she observed everyone's faces, smiled and put down the little raindrops, and shouted loudly to take out the New Year's money he had just obtained. Under the sharp eyes of Mr. Leng, she pulled it out one by one and placed it on the coffee table in front of her, and counted it quietly with words in her mouth.

"One hundred, two hundred, three hundred...two thousand five..."

After counting the money, she smiled particularly brightly, and then she carefully put the money back with a smile, "Grandpa, can you innovate next time you send New Year's money? It's 2,500 yuan every year, how many years have it been? The prices have risen!"

Mr. Leng looked at her, and his cold humming was filled with a hint of kindness, "Do you still want it?"

"Yes, why don't I want it? My credit card has been swiped..." Leng Kexin pouted and acted cutely, "Grandpa, I'm so poor. Can you sponsor me a little more?"

"Hmph! You have never suffered, back then..."

"It's coming again..." Leng Kexin frowned and looked at Leng Xiao and Baoqi with salivation, "Second uncle... sister... I know you love me the most, do you think of the New Year... I'll do it a little more."

"No!" Before Leng Xiao and Baoqi could express their opinions, Mr. Leng stopped her.

"Grandpa!" You should know that before there were big birds and little raindrops, Leng Kexin was the youngest and most beloved granddaughter at home. She used to act coquettishly and tried every possible way, but now she was yelled, and her attention finally turned to big birds and little birds. She said pitifully: "No wonder everyone said that if you have a younger brother at home... your sister's life will be difficult..."

"You, you..." pointed to her head, Old Man Leng was both angry and laughed, "It's all for spoiled girls. If this continues, you're careful not to get married."

"Marry? Why should I marry?" Leng Kexin narrowed her beautiful eyes and grinned: "I don't want to marry. Once I marry someone, I won't get the New Year's money given by my grandfather!"

"Slip!" Old Master Leng sighed with a smile, "I'm almost 19... I'm so old!"

A sigh made the laughing and joyful living room quiet again.

Because no one took the blame.

After a while of silence, Master Leng Xiao smiled and shook his head, as if he turned his head inadvertently looking at Leng Xiao, and asked casually: "Second, I didn't ask too much about your wedding. When will I prepare for it?"

Will he care about this? Shouldn't he not do it?

Baoqi was slightly shocked and had a little stuck in her throat.

Sweeping her face, Leng Xiao gently pinched her hand and replied in a deep voice, "We will do it when the military exercises in March come back."

"I think it's OK."

Old Man Leng looked at Leng Xiao, and his eyes never looked at Baoqi. However, when he heard that the wedding was about to be held in March, his voice was a little lighter and brighter. He knocked on the handrail next to him and said loudly: "It must be a grand event. I think about it, I have to invite my old comrades to come and have fun. Alas, we old men won't live long. We can see our son get married and be able to hold our eldest grandson, and we will have no regrets in our life!"

He seemed to be talking to Leng Xiao, and more like he was talking to himself.

At that second, when he was excitedly depicting his son's wedding, Baoqi felt a little confused. He couldn't say why, it was not resentment, not angry, not hatred, or... complicated.

Although he didn't tell her directly, her breathing became more and more congested.

No matter how cruel he is or how many wrong things he did, he is just an old man who loves his son and wants his grandson. The people of his era have different ideas from young people...

Seeing Baoqi's softened gaze, Leng Xiao curled his lips and nodded solemnly.

"Yeah, it must be done."

Mr. Leng was excited, "Where can I do it? The exercise will start soon and it will end soon. No, I have to find someone to prepare first. Yes, yes, I'll call now--"

"Dad, today is the New Year."

"What's the New Year? The New Year is celebrated every year. But the wedding is only once."

This old man said that wind is rain. As soon as he finished speaking, he had already walked towards the phone.

Looking at his figure, Baoqi sighed.

Just as Mr. Leng said to the other party, "Congratulations on getting rich", Leng Xiao's cell phone ringtone suddenly rang. Baoqi didn't care. When he watched him answer the phone, he didn't expect his face to change suddenly.

What's going on?

On the night of New Year's Eve, she received a call. Apart from friends and comrades coming to greet him, what else could he suddenly change his face? In an instant, she almost suspected that her eyes had been broken.

Seeing him put down the phone, she leaned over and whispered, "What happened?"

The cold lips were slightly pursed, the man put his arms around her shoulders and whispered: "Baoqi, let's go out."

"Now?"

"Now!"

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Chapter completed!