Lan Jingyi really doesn’t know what to say. "Jun Jing, don’t be fooled by him. Sometimes he is super bad." He bullied her badly and said that she wanted to cut him every time she thought about it.
"Eldest brother and sister-in-law accused you. Haha, you have to refuel."
"Come on, let’s set the dishes and chopsticks for dinner." Jiang Junyue is in a rare mood. Squeeze Jiang Junjing’s cheek and envy her. Her pure appearance is so pure. I don’t know how long it can last. Maybe it will soon be gone with age and time.
He had it many years ago, and now it’s long gone.
Began to set the dishes and chopsticks. The master took the lead and the family walked towards the dining table. Before they got there, they saw a sumptuous state banquet. It felt particularly beautiful. Every dish was like an art. Lan Jingyi sat next to Jiang Junyue. This time, he didn’t hide from her as he did last night. Speaking of which, she held Xiao Qinqin in her arms last night. Lan Jingyi hugged her. It is reasonable that the table should not be too small and the occasion is too big. But the master told me that if she didn’t sit next to the table, he wouldn’t have dinner tonight. He spoke.
When I got to the table, I didn’t want to eat, but I wanted to look at it. I wanted to start to catch Lan Jing Egan. When I had nothing to do, I just looked at the little things in my arms, so I couldn’t let the nanny take the table for the New Year’s Eve dinner. It was hard for her to bring her own.
After eating children’s food for a while, I will drink wine. This is the rule of Jiang family. Before drinking, I must pad the outside of my stomach. Maybe I can’t, but I must do it at home so as not to hurt my stomach.
The goblet was filled with red wine one by one, and a cup was placed in front of Lan Jingyi. The color was particularly beautiful, so Xiao Zhuang was curious. The little hand couldn’t help but lean over and tried to grab the hand. Lan Jingyi accidentally knocked down the glass and spilled a table of dark red liquid. The maid quickly came to tidy it up and took her glass to pour it again.
Jiang Hanchang’s wife, Feng Meijuan, made a wink. A maid who came to help temporarily not far away followed the maid who took the glass before into the drink. "I’ll do it. You go to the table and watch the New Year’s Day. Don’t make the master unhappy."
"Then please give it to me and I’ll give it to the big housewife."
The maid ordered one and went to brush a cup to pour the wine.
The red wine was poured into a clean and transparent cup. The maid turned around and glanced behind her and saw that there was no one behind her. She took out a small paper bag and white powder was quickly dumped into the glass, and then there was no clue in the wine. Only then did she put the glass in the tray and send it to the front. The maid let her put it in front of Lan Jingyi and nodded at Feng Meijuan, then quickly left the hall and quickly disappeared.
There are layers of ripples in the glass. The more you look at it, the more you like it. He wants to drink it. The little appearance makes Jiang Junyue laugh. "Oh, just give him a drink. Boys are allowed to drink it, but you can’t drink it."
Feng Meijuan watched the edge of the glass touch the lip of the little thing, and her hand suddenly shook up …
How precious is the master? She knows that what she wants to move is Lan Jingyi, not Xiaozhuangzhuang, because Xiaozhuangzhuang’s goal is too big. If there is something wrong with that little thing, the master will definitely investigate it thoroughly, and then she will get more than one bargained for.
A rice bowl in his hand left the table without holding it "bang", and the muffled sound attracted the eyes of Xiao Zhuang Zhuang and of course the eyes of others at the table. The little guy looked at Feng Meijuan and forgot to drink that glass of wine in a short time.
Feng Meijuan was slightly embarrassed. "Oh, it’s okay. Let’s continue to eat. The za Jiang family bowl is fine. You can eat it without breaking rice at all." She said, and she picked up chopsticks and picked up the rice in the bowl for the New Year. If the bowl really broke, it would be unlucky. It’s just a good goal and it’s not bad.
The master glanced at her. "Be careful not to be like a child. You didn’t break your glass, but you spilled wine."
"Yes, sir," compare her with a child. Feng Meijuan has 1100 people who don’t want to, but she doesn’t want to give birth to such a beautiful and lovable villain. Naturally, she is humbled.
Chapter 175 New Year’s gifts
Nanny saw that the little thing had been going around, so she took the molar biscuits to Xiaozhuangzhuang and Xiaoqinqiu. So the two children began to eat the biscuits, and the dishes on the table had already been seen. It was no longer unusual for Lan Jingyi to have a meal. After eating some food, she took the glass and took a sip of Jiang Jiahong wine, which was authentic and absolutely authentic. She wanted to drink a second sip slowly, just like a drink, with a slightly sweet taste. So she quickly drank a glass of wine, and the servant filled a glass. Seeing that Lan Jingyi wanted to drink again, Jiang Junyue left her hand. "Drink less!
"Drink a little more." She laughed because she thought the wine was delicious, so she drank half a cup less.
I had a thrilling meal, and finally I finished eating Lan Jingyi and breathed a sigh of relief. During the Chinese New Year, the big family just said that there were many rules and regulations, which was no good, and that was no good. I couldn’t say anything unlucky. Anyway, everyone should pay attention to their words and deeds on New Year’s Eve.
The servant has removed the table bowl chopsticks, and the mahjong table has been set up in the living room. The master sits in the right position. Three brothers each have a representative from their respective homes. Jiang Hanyu pushed the son to sit on the master’s head. That means that it is self-evident that the more Jiang Jun shoots the master, the more he eats, and the master will be happy. Everyone will be happy.
As soon as Jiang Junyue sat down, naturally, his second uncle and third uncle got out of the way and pushed himself to sit down, so the mahjong table became a confrontation between three cousins.
The four of them sat on the sofa in the living room eating, drinking tea and drinking tea, and the natural broadcast was Spring Festival Evening. Every year, those old face programs could be guessed, but they were not as good-looking as its channels. The local stations also broadcast CCTV Spring Festival Evening. It is to celebrate and be auspicious, but it is also necessary to watch Lan Jingyi, who is accompanied by Lan Jingyi with a child in his arms. From time to time, he glanced at Jiang Junyue, where the man played mahjong and was particularly serious, regardless of their mothers.
Good Qin Qin and Zhuang Zhuang soon got sleepy, yawned one after another, and then slept in her arms with Lan Qing. In the living room, the master was happy and happy, and no one dared to leave without saying anything.
Gradually, Lan Jingyi also felt sleepy and felt top-heavy as if she had caught a cold. Her cold has always been like this. The symptom may be that she was dressed too cool last night. Holding Xiao Qinqin around the mahjong table, the master looked up and glanced at her arms. Why don’t you hold it in the room and let the children sleep well? Don’t delay when the child is sleeping. "
Lan Jingyi really wanted to talk, but he told her not to leave casually. At this moment, she actually complained that her mother wouldn’t let the children sleep comfortably, but she still accepted it seriously. After all, the master was distressed by his children. "Well, I’ll take the children to sleep, grandpa. Happy New Year, everyone. Good New Year. Jingyi will give you an early year before here."
"Well, go ahead." The master waved her and the children to leave.
Lan Jingyi was relieved and left. To tell the truth, she was so sleepy that she didn’t wake up until noon. It didn’t take long to wake up, did it? But I’m actually sleepy again
She wanted to stay up until after midnight. How can she be so sleepy now?
It’s still a little hot. I feel that her cold has come at a bad time.
But Lan Jingyi just took a step, and the master suddenly thought of something and stopped her "Lan Jingyi waited for one"
"Huh?" Lanjingyi doubts stopped.
"Let you wait for a while, wait for a mother to bring me the locked box in the drawer of my room."
"Good Lord" Zhang Ma turned and went to get it.
Lan Jingyi was not confused. Jiang LaCrosse watched him play cards behind him and watched the master hit a 70,000-strong Jiang LaCrosse, which was a 90,000-strong one.
"Touch …" Master squinted and smiled. Two ninety thousand fell to the ground in his hand, and then he rejoiced, "Hu LaCrosse gets the money faster."
Jiang Junyue smiled and took out a hundred-dollar bill. He ordered the gun and took the money by himself.
The master took the money and stuffed it into the pocket of the card table. "Hey, hey, good luck tonight."