Chapter 730 Jiang Ainan Actually Celebrates the New Year? !

The old friend of Seongnam High School has been going further and further on the road to breaking through the defense since 2008, and there is no way he can look back.

He held hands with Feng Nanshu, brought Feng Nanshu home, and married Feng Nanshu. At every stage, someone was jealous and wanted to bark.

But now, they don't even dare to think about how happy Jiang Qin will be this year.

He married everyone's youth and asked her to give him a daughter...

Facts have proved that Jiang Qin had a really happy New Year.

On the night of New Year's Eve, the sound of firecrackers was heard one after another in the urban area of ​​Jeju, and the brilliant fireworks also lit up the noisy night sky.

A bright red lantern was hung at the door of Hongrong Home, and the light shone through the lantern, sprinkling a touch of touching pink on the night snow.

Jiang Qin hugged his daughter and squatted at the door of the community, watching the children running back and forth.

The mother of classmate Jiang Ainan was holding a stick of incense and standing busy under the street lamp in the distance.

"Look at your mother, she's been thinking about playing football all day long."

"This... what kind of cold immortal is this?"

"And he said he's not naughty."

Jiang Qin couldn't help but murmured, but his eyes looking at the slender figure were full of endearment.

But at this moment, he suddenly heard the ding-ding-ding-ding of the cell phone in his pocket, so he freed up a hand to take a look.

As expected, all the nephews and nephews of his own age came to pay New Year greetings.

Yang Shu'an, Guo Zihang, Qin Zi'ang, and Lao Cao, who is so shameless, don't usually call them uncle, but they call them uncle during the Chinese New Year.

This habit seems to have started after WeChat red envelopes were launched. On the New Year’s Eve night of that year, these people came one after another to ask for red envelopes.

Jiang Qin pretended not to be online when he saw these last year, but this year is different...

"Hello, cousin, I'm Jiang Ainan. I'm playing with my dad's cell phone. I wish my brother all the best and a happy new year. I'll tell you a secret. Ainan likes to receive red envelopes the most. If you don't believe me, try sending one."

Jiang Qin was like a dog, typing out a line of words, then pressing and holding to forward them one by one.

Jiang Ainan didn't know whether she understood this sexy operation or not. She suddenly stopped babbling and stared at her father's face for a long time, as if she had learned something.

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The father and daughter stared at each other for a while, and Jiang Ainan suddenly felt that his eyes were getting dark.

"You are not allowed to learn it. How can a girl learn this? What if you learn it and become a bitch?"

Jiang Qin covered his daughter's eyes with a face, and then looked at the nephews and nephews who came to pay New Year greetings. At this time, each one became more silent than the other.

Then he followed the same pattern, changing the "cousin" in the message to "uncle and aunt" and sent it to the group of senior executives who were joining the group.

Wei Lanlan: "????"

Sunai: "What a shameless new realm!"

Lu Feiyu: "Are you Jiang Ainan? I don't believe it. You're a fraud, right? You have the ability to make a video!"

Dong Wenhao: "The little boss lady can learn pinyin and type so quickly? What a genius!"

Tan Qing: "Haha, my old boss has the highest salary."

Jiang Qin almost checked all the friends on the WeChat list, even Mr. Ma Shulei. After sending the message, he suddenly felt the wind blowing. For fear of freezing his daughter, he quickly put away the phone, and the dog sneaked in. Third uncle’s canteen.

There is a small TV on the counter of the canteen, which is playing this year's Spring Festival Gala.

The Chopstick Brothers and Phoenix Legend formed a temporary group and were singing "The Most Stunning Little Apple". The third uncle was watching it with great enthusiasm, and the buns on his chopsticks almost shook off.

"How come it's just you and your daughter, the one from your family?"

"There are two kickers outside." Jiang Qin held his daughter and walked around in front of the counter.

The third uncle glanced outside and saw Feng Nanshu lighting the fuse and running back. His black boots left a series of footprints on the snow.

Jiang Qin took her home and when he heard that she called herself from Jiang Qin's family, the third uncle felt that this little girl would have a future.

Sure enough, now my husband has also been deceived and has a baby, and he even dares to let it go.

If the girls in this world were one-third as smart and brave as Jiang Qin's family, there would be no room for survival in the profession of matchmaker!

While he was talking, Feng Nanshu had already run back along the noisy night. He glanced inside the canteen through the glass and couldn't help but smile proudly when he saw her husband and daughter.

No one knows whether she is proud because she has a husband and daughter, or because she has just successfully set off the second kick.

"Mom called and asked us to go back and eat dumplings."

"Oh, let me hug you then."

Feng Nanshu stretched out her hand, took her daughter into her arms, and waved goodbye to the third uncle.

When I returned home from the gate of the community, the hot dumplings had been cooked. The water vapor in the kitchen quickly liquefied when it touched the window and gradually turned into water droplets.

And Jiang Zhenghong was in the living room, rubbing garlic paste while watching the Spring Festival Gala. He couldn't help but muttered that tonight's Spring Festival Gala was not good to watch.

Feng Nanshu handed her daughter over to Yuan Youqin, ran to wash her hands, and then helped fish out dumplings.

This year's New Year's Eve dinner is the most lively meal in Lao Jiang's family. After all, there is an extra person, and although Jiang Ainan can't speak, he is babbling in the baby chair, and he has a strong sense of participation.

At the same time, WeChat launched a video call function in the first half of this year. Jiang Qin used his mobile phone to connect with his aunt and others in Shanghai, and they had the same New Year's Eve dinner.

Aunt wanted to spend the New Year in Jeju this year. She couldn't sleep if she didn't see Jiang Ainan every day. Unfortunately, she couldn't get away from the recent social activities, so she had to ask Jiang Qin to focus more on Jiang Ainan.

During the meal, Gao Wenhui and Wang Haini also called in turn.

Xiao Gao has finished writing "Love You in the Name of Friends" and plans to publish it in the spring. She has even negotiated with the publisher. She wants to let the whole world know how stubborn Jiang Qin is.

Wang Haini complained that her mother disliked her for not having a partner and asked her not to go home alone for the New Year next year.

"Go to the library, there are beautiful women in books."

Feng Nanshu suggested seriously, and glanced at Jiang Qin by the way.

In her mind, she knew that she had to go to the library to find her brother, and Jiang Qin in her eyes was really beautiful.

Time flew by and it was the second day of the New Year. Although the busiest peak period had passed, because there were all kinds of relatives visiting each other since the morning, the festive and peaceful atmosphere was not greatly weakened.

On this sunny and mild morning, Jiang Qin's family accompanied Yuan Youqin back to Nanya Village.

Logically speaking, Feng Nanshu just married Jiang Qin this year, and it is time to go back to her parents' home, but the rich woman felt that Hongrong Home was her parents' home, which saved a formality.

As for her aunt, they will come on the fifth day of the first lunar month, so there is no need to go there specially.

Facing the morning sunshine, the family of five came to Nanya Village. The village has built a cement road this year, and the scene of yellow earth flying is no longer seen.

However, because it is winter, the sense of vastness of the Spring Festival in the north is still very strong.

"Uncle?"

"Where is my uncle? I brought my family, one big and one small, to pay New Year's greetings!"

Jiang Qin started calling his uncle before he entered the village. He came with his daughter this year, not to mention how arrogant he was. As soon as he entered the village, the dogs that were basking in the threshing ground were scared to run around.

The uncle heard it in the yard, and couldn't help but be speechless for a while, and finally reluctantly took out two red envelopes from his pocket.

He didn't know if he said some things too early, or if the relationship of young people progressed too fast.

We had clearly agreed to be friends before, but in the blink of an eye, the baby was already half a year old.

"Look at the red envelope given by uncle, it's really thick, thank uncle quickly."

Jiang Qin said to his daughter, then frowned, put his mouth close to his daughter's mouth and listened for a while, and even pretended to say "oh oh" twice, then looked up at his uncle: "Uncle, Ai Nan said she wanted another one."

The uncle even swung the frying pan: "Get out!"

"If you don't want to give it, then don't give it. Why are you so fierce? My daughter said it, not me."

Jiang Qin's uncle covered his forehead and couldn't help looking at Feng Nanshu: "Nanshu, how did you find such a thing?"

Feng Nanshu glanced at Jiang Qin, his cheeks a little red: "I... I am a love brain."

"What brain?" This was the first time the uncle heard this word.

"It's the kind that thinks everything Jiang Qin does is right, and thinks he is handsome, and you can't control it."

Feng Nanshu couldn't help explaining.

With the arrival of Jiang Qin and his family of five, the intelligence center at the entrance of the village once again gathered at Jiang Qin's grandmother's house.

Last year and the year before, the main target of the intelligence center was Feng Nanshu, but this year it became Jiang Ainan, and the young rich woman was surrounded by the women in the village while holding her daughter.

The dog king of Nanya Village, Da Huang, happened to pass by at this time. His mouth was itchy recently, and he wanted to bite when he smelled the smell of a stranger, but he was instantly silenced when he saw Feng Nanshu.

He still remembered that when the girl was brought here the year before, he barked twice without knowing whether to live or die, and was chased away by Jiang Qin for three streets.

The weather was very clear that day. Jiang Qin held his dog's head and let him look at the photos for half an hour, asking him if he remembered Jiang Qin's family.

But how could there be a smell of a stranger?

Da Huang swayed around looking for clues, and finally looked at the baby in Feng Nanshu's arms.

It's bad, another living ancestor has come.

Da Huang came closer and carefully recognized Jiang Ainan's cute little face, and finally left with peace of mind.

(Why can Lao Cuo understand the dog's heart? Damn, it's so magical, then ask for a monthly ticket!)