On New Year’s Eve, there is also a custom of staying up to New Year in the countryside.

The phone rang at home, and Mo Wuqian stepped forward to answer it. There was a young man in Beijing accent opposite, saying that he was looking for Liu Huixiang.

"Uncle Xiang, your phone number."

Liu Huixiang, who was origami with Song Linyuan, got up and took the phone away. The caller was his son Liu Pu.

"Is there something wrong?"

Liu Pu, who was in another section of the phone, was shocked by the words "Dad, I'll call you on New Year's Eve, and I have to have something to do?"

Liu Pu felt wronged. When he returned home from school and found that his father was not at home, he didn't think much about it. He just thought that his father was going out for someone to play chess, and who thought that no one could see until dark.

During dinner, he ran to his cousin's house for free, but then he heard from his cousin that he had actually ran to a remote small county town and worked as a chef for others.

If you want to say that the father and son have different feelings, there is really no.

After all, when my mother was out of date, the father and son depended on each other, and Liu Huixiang respected Liu Pu's own opinions very much. Even if the family was a family of imperial chefs, Liu Huixiang would never force his son to follow the family's property.

Liu Pu also knew that his father would not marry again because he was worried about any friction with his stepmother and even the children brought by his stepmother. At the same time, he felt that there was no need to add additional support to him. Liu Pu also respected his father's ideas, and whenever he had time, he rarely had fun all night outside, and more time would be left to deepen his relationship between the father and son.

Now that he learned that his father had been a cook for others without saying a word, his heart seemed to be soaked in sour water.

Not for anything else, he just thinks that such a big thing is not worthy of his son?

Even if he stayed in the imperial capital, Liu Pu had no objection. He ran to the nameless town two thousand miles away. As a filial son, did he not know the right?

Seeing that Liu Huixiang did not answer, Liu Pu sighed silently over there, "Dad, give me a specific address. I will go see you after the New Year."

Of course Liu Huixiang didn't refuse. After all, he was his own son, and he was sensible and filial. He was so happy that he could see him.

After leaving an address for his son, the father and son greeted each other for a New Year, then hung up the phone.

Early in the morning of the first day of the Lunar New Year, Song Xingchen took Song Linyuan to the Zhang family, preparing to wish the two old men a happy New Year. If Song Linyuan hadn't been young, she wouldn't have followed him to join in the fun.

Even if she is Song Linyuan's guardian, the Zhang family is her nephew's kid, and it has nothing to do with her. It is not that she is cold-blooded, just because it is the case.

There is no need to bring anything to greet New Year’s greetings. Everything that should be given was over before the New Year, and the two of them went there empty-handedly.

When I came here, there was only one family of four in my family. The New Year greetings between relatives basically started from the third year of the Chinese New Year. Because the two families lived close, they did not follow the rules of the older generation.

"Grandpa and grandma, good New Year for the godfather and godmother." As soon as he entered the door, the little guy said hello sweetly, and then the two elders pulled aside and kept stuffing dried fruits and candies into his arms.

They all knew that the Song family was not short of this thing, but they could not miss what they should give.

"Didn't you sleep last night?" Seeing the faint blue color under Gansun's eyes, Zhou Qiuju said, "If you are so sleepy, go into the house and sleep for a while."

"Aunt, don't worry. After you leave your house, I will take him back to sleep." Song Xingchen sat down next to Cai Xiaoya, "I thought Brother Xiaodong was on duty."

Zhang Xiaodong fell lazily on the sofa, "I'll make up for my night shift, how is your home in my house?"

Zhang Xiaodong has more or less known what Song Xingchen has done in the past six months. He really admires this little girl, whose courage and courage, even most adults are willing to give in.

In the early days of reform and opening up, some people took advantage of this east wind and swayed, while more people chose to live their lives step by step.

The former has courage, and it is difficult to guarantee whether the future will rise or fall.

As for what Song Xingchen is, who can say it correctly? The people of the Zhang family hope that the Song family can rise. After all, there are only two aunts and nephews, so at least they have to be confident. Otherwise, Song Linyuan would be too miserable without his parents.

In the imperial capital, there is an independent area with every inch of land in the city center. There is only a large and luxurious building complex here, called Yundian Manor. The entire manor is close to the Lishui River among the three major rivers in the imperial capital, covering an area of ​​about 300 acres.

During the Spring Festival, Yundian Manor did not have too much festive colors, but was simply decorated.

"Young Master, the Lu family has arrived." An energetic old man walked in from outside and said respectfully to the young man reading a book in the living room.

The young man looked up and his slightly slender eyes raised slightly, which was a typical beauty-sign. At this time, the other party had no expression and looked a little cold.

His name is Nie Ci, and he is the only heir of the Nie family in a thousand years. He is also the only male and in power in the Nie family today.

"Let me come in." The thin lips opened slightly, and the voice seemed to be wrapped in wind and snow, quenching the chill.

The butler bowed slightly and nodded, then said, "Young Master, Madam..."

"Don't let someone disturb you." Nie Ci's gaze fell back to the book on his knees.

The housekeeper left silently. After about a few minutes, more than a dozen men and women came in. Some were eager on their faces, while others were greedy to look at everything they saw along the way.

"A Ci!" After a middle-aged man who was leading the way came in, he called out, "Is your mother at home?"

Nie Ci didn't give the other party a look, "If you have something to do, say it, let the butler take you away if you have nothing to do."

In the crowd, a young girl of seventeen or eighteen years old looked at Nie Ci curiously. She had a strong interest in this cousin.

Not only the wealth and status of the Nie family, but also the achievements of Nie Ci are enough to make countless people curious and cautious.

The middle-aged man is Nie Ci's uncle Lu Yangfan, and he is also the first heir to the Lu family's industry. However, perhaps he is the first son. He was spoiled by the old lady of the Lu family since he was a child, so he is so lawless that he is now completely a fool with a low attitude. Seeing that this son was badly educated, the old man of the Lu family directly passed by Lu Yangfan and focused on cultivating his son Lu Jingyun.

Nowadays, Lu Yangfan is a grandfather. Every day, he either eats, drinks, gambles with friends outside, or goes home to ask for money from his son. On the surface, he pretends to be a successful person.

This type of people is one of the people Nie Ci refuses to date, even if the two are involved in blood.

Lu Yangfan didn't care about his nephew's attitude. After all, the Nie family's status was too transcendent. His sister married into the Nie family and was a very high-class marriage. Except for Mr. Lu who had some face in front of Nie Ci, the Lu family did not dare to give Nie Ci a look if anyone with a little IQ.

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The male protagonist appears. When I asked me to write this, why do I have the fate of Tiansha Lone Star?

Nie Ci: "..."

[There is another update later that I changed my surname. The pre-stored chapter cannot be modified. I will modify it later when it is released tomorrow.]

Haha, the male protagonist appeared too late, so I let my last name be left behind.

If there is a situation in which the name does not match the name in the early stage, I have to help me correct it, and I must have forgotten what the name was before.
Chapter completed!