"I said, Xixi's mouth suddenly happened to be so coincidental."

Jiang Lin didn't look much. She didn't want to violate her daughter's privacy. Her daughter, who didn't make trouble during the Chinese New Year, was unhappy. She only looked at her daughter for information about Wu Siming, and returned her phone to her daughter, looked at Teacher Lu and said:

"Guess who taught Xixi?"

Lu Chuyuan probably guessed it, and didn't say it, and sighed in his heart.

It was a mistake, and Lu Manxi was so embarrassed. Fortunately, my mother didn't see what she shouldn't have seen, and her daughter was so competent.

"I won't give my red envelope."

Jiang Lin sighed when she looked at her daughter, wondering if this red envelope should be given to Wu Siming, that little brat. The little brat's words are so appropriate to describe her now, and Teacher Lu may not be able to say so nicely.

After being angry, Jiang Lin still threw the red envelope to her daughter, but she was exempted from the extra money.

The red envelopes are quite thick. Lu Manxi took apart and looked at them. It should be one thousand each. It doesn’t matter whether they add or not.

"Thank you, mom, I wish you younger and younger as you live."

Lu Manxi hugged her mother and acted coquettishly, sending her sincere wishes.

"I'm forty, how can I get younger and younger as I live?"

Jiang Lin sighed again as she said.

When I was three years old, I comforted myself and was still young. At most, I was an older young woman. When I was three or five years old, I was forty. In the blink of an eye, I was not even a young woman. I should be called half-old Xu Mom.

Time is forbidden!

Jiang Lin felt deeply.

"Wu Siming said that very well. A woman with forty hibiscus flowers has the unique intellectual beauty of this age, the calmness and perseverance accumulated from life and work, and the full soul and wisdom filled with knowledge."

Jiang Lin savored it carefully, looked at Teacher Lu and said:

"What does Teacher Lu think? I am like this in your heart now?"

"It must be true, mom is really elegant now."

Lu Manxi rushed to say it.

Jiang Lin still looked at Teacher Lu, and she wanted to hear what Teacher Lu said.

"I originally liked your soul, and there are those who have pursued me in college that are more beautiful than you."

Lu Chuyuan looked at Teacher Jiang and said, "As an old couple, they don't care whether they are beautiful or not. They are more "family affection" with Teacher Jiang. In his opinion, marriage is like this. It begins with the so-called love, and then gradually transforms into family affection and responsibility for children. If this emotional transformation cannot be achieved, marriage will be difficult to last, because love will transfer, and even the most beautiful person with visual aesthetics will be tired.

"You have a rare saying."

Jiang Lin also felt the same after hearing this. The boys who pursued her back then were not as handsome as Teacher Lu.

My parents showed off their love, and Lu Manxi felt that she was a lot more than sitting here.

"Dad, who is beautiful when I was young?"

Lu Manxi had an idea and sat side by side with his mother.

Jiang Lin was also very interested.

Lu Chuyuan picked up the fruit orange and drank it, glanced at the mother and daughter, and said to his daughter, "You have only inherited seven points of your mother,"

Lu Manxi was really sad and didn't expect his father to say such things.

Jiang Lin was also flattered. Since she had a daughter, Teacher Lu, had never praised her like this?

Lu Manxi pretended to sob and moved away from her mother, turned on her phone and sent a message to Xiao Ming:

【My mom knows it was the sentence you thought of me】

Wu Siming: [You are stupid, did you read it as you wish?]

Lu Manxi: [I glanced at it. My mother snatched her phone and looked at it. It was so dangerous. Fortunately, my mother didn’t have the habit of looking at my privacy. Otherwise, we would be exposed if we turned two more pages of our chat records. Do you know that my parents are worried about being slapped?]

Wu Siming: [No worries, I am mentally prepared at any time]

Lu Manxi: [Bang, come to my house in the future and pay attention]

Lu Manxi said this, but she was not particularly worried. After kissing Xiao Ming, she became much braver and more determined. Anyway, her parents will know sooner or later that as long as it doesn’t affect her studies, it will be fine.

Wu Siming: [I haven't seen each other for more than a week, and it will take more than a week to meet]

Lu Manxi asked knowingly: [Do you miss me?]

Wu Siming:【Yes】

Lu Manxi asked trickyly, [How much do you think?]

Wu Siming: [You are all in and out of dreams]

Lu Manxi's lips raised and she returned a hug expression.

"Why are so happy?"

Jiang Lin came to her daughter curiously.

"nothing."

Lu Manxi put away his phone.

At Wu Siming's house, grandparents went to rest at around 10 o'clock. Wu Siming and his parents continued to watch TV. At twelve o'clock, the Spring Festival Gala ended and officially ushered in the new year.

Liu Yumei turned off the TV, took her wallet in her bag, and asked the bastard and her daughter how much New Year's money they wanted.

"one hundred."

Wu Sifan said weakly that his mother would take it away if she suppressed too much.

When I was a child, my mother would take it away the next morning, but it was replaced by fifty. She also fooled her into saying that the New Year's money was worshipped by the Sunshine God, but was taken away by the Sunshine God. Last year, my mother asked her how much she wanted with her brother, but she told her brother that she had two hundred. My mother really put two hundred yuan in her, thinking that the mother's mother's love had increased value, but when she woke up in the morning, she turned on the pillow and only one hundred left.

The greater the expectations, the greater the disappointment.

In fact, my sister misunderstood her mother last year.

At night, Wu Siming hid the money under his pillow in advance. The old girl fell asleep first. Wu Siming couldn't sleep. He took it under his pillow while he was idle and sucked it under his pillow.

When he woke up in the morning, Wu Sifan looked under the pillow and asked his brother how much he had left.

Wu Siming pretended to know nothing and said that it must be the same as yours. He opened the pillow and said that it would be good to keep a hundred.

Wu Sifan thought so, it was in line with my mother's personality.

How could my mother give her and her brother as much as she wants?

Because he got used to it, Wu Sifan didn't complain to his mother, and he said that he was annoyed by her for a hundred years.

Just like when she was nine years old, she was having the Chinese New Year. When she woke up in the morning, she complained that her mother had exchanged the 100 New Year's money for fifty, saying that this would make the child not grow up, and she also said that her mother was stingy and didn't keep her count. As a result, her mother confiscated her fifty and didn't leave a single cent.

Liu Yumei never wears children in terms of money and does not give them the opportunity to bargain. Since the two kids were over twelve years old, she has not been so strict. She is usually strict and will not confiscate what she should give.

Wu Siming felt a little relieved when the old girl was like this now, and his hands pinched the old girl in the quilt.

Wu Sifan immediately "get it". Don't give my mother no more money when she annoyed her New Year's money. Maybe even the red envelopes given by her grandparents will be confiscated in advance. She will no longer be in trouble and say that she will give as much as her mother gives.

Liu Yumei looked at her daughter's big wandering eyes, and she was a little confused. The girl was so resentful, and she didn't ask too much. She didn't get used to her problems. She took out four brand new red tickets and put two pillows for each person.

Wu Siming is still a little worried about the crisis being resolved.

I was worried that my sister would be so stupid tomorrow morning that she would reveal the fact that he received her New Year's money last year.

There are only two ways now, either continue to charge 100 for the older sister, or make the older sister not be stupid and happy.

Wu Siming has a bottom line, but he has been repeatedly and repeatedly. He must have a bottom line in life and not be too extreme in doing things.

After his parents went out, Wu Siming took out the money under his pillow and put it in his clothes pocket, asking his sister to hide the money in advance.

"I have to hand it in my hiding tomorrow."

Wu Sifan felt that it was useless for his brother to be clever.
Chapter completed!