The General’s Little Peasant Wife

Yeung Cui died biting his lips without talking. The most important thing in their house now is the Second Brother's exam.

If he wins the exam, their family will rise to the top of the boat, including her, so he can only nod his head quietly at this time: “I know. ”

The head of the family suddenly said, "Well, don't talk so much about New Year's Eve. ”

Yang Cui looked at his father and did not speak. At this time, he came out to be a good person. To persuade him, he had already spoken when they had spoken, so he waited for them to speak after they had counted themselves down? It's not an extra move. What is it?

Yeung Cui was threatened at home. Ning Mengyao couldn't handle it. Now she is busy with tomorrow.

At the beginning of New Year's Eve, even though I don't go out, there are many children in the house who will come.

So tomorrow's snacks need to be ready, not only that, but also some red envelopes.

“How many copper plates are in the lady's bread?” Qin looked at her and asked.

“Eight bars. ”

“Yes.” Granny Qin thought about it and nodded.

Eight, no more, no less, and the meaning is fine.

The next morning, after eating, Mengyao and others filled the table of the hall house with all kinds of snacks and snacks.

Soon after, there were children coming, first Xiaomao and Lin, then Yang Zhiyibo. These children came back and forth, preferring Mengyao to let them eat themselves, and another person sent them a red envelope.

“Good New Year, Sister Mengyao. ”

“Good New Year. ”

Everyone is holding the red bag of Ning Mengyao hair. Their husband is just fine. There are red bags available for the New Year.

And the food here is delicious.

After everyone filled their clothes pockets and said goodbye to Ning Mengyao, they went to someone else's house.

A lot of kids came this day, but Mengyao also found it interesting, especially when the kids got the red envelope.

This doesn't seem to be the same as a modern child, who hopes to be able to raise money by the end of the year.

Although the kids here will pay after the New Year's Eve.

Until the sun became westerly in the afternoon, the children in the family gradually decreased, some even came twice, but the second time came to get the red bag, just took some food and said good New Year's Eve, then ran away, made Ning Mengyao some crying.

All in all, it's been a good year.

At the beginning of the year, Erning Mengyao had no place to go. He was still trying to find Joe Tian to play chess. He didn't know where to close the door or go.

I can only go home with regrets, bored, only with this blue snow they get cards out to play with them.

The whole day the whole family spent playing cards, but in the third year Joe Tianjin * * * *, but there was another person who came along.

“Mengyao, this is my friend Xiao Qitian. I picked him up yesterday. He bought your sauce too.” Qiao Tianchang introduced Ning Mengyao: “Qi Tian, this is Mengyao. ”

Xiao Qitian weighed Ning Mengyao, while Ning Mengyao also weighed Xiao Qitian, the two measured each other, and finally Ning Mengyao first took a step to salute: “Prince Xiao. ”

If she remembers correctly, Xiao's surname is that one. It seems Joe Tianjin's identity is really interesting.

“Miss Ning, why don't you invite us in? ”

“I was lazy, come in.” Ning Mengyao smiled and let the two of them in.

The three people chatted in the living room and Xiao Qitian looked at Ning Mengyao and said seriously: “Can you make more sauces next year? ”

“This is unclear, maybe it will, maybe it won't.” Ning Mengyao shrugged his shoulders, not sure.

She has a lot to do next year and can't give him a positive message.

“Kitty, don't do this, okay? That should be about enough.” Joe Tianjin looked at Xiao Qitian before he had to say anything.

Funny looking at friends around you, Xiao Qitian's face looks smiling and not smiling, the look is clearly saying, are you heartbroken?

Joe Tianjing looked down at the cup in his hand as if he hadn't seen it. Did the corner of his mouth hurt slightly? Looks like there is.