Rebirth 90s: Sweetheart Cub Chapter 170

  Chapter 170 The Relationship I'm Pursuing

  The topic of Chinese New Year instantly aroused the interest of the children.

  Xi Ya is not to be outdone, her family has also made money this year, "My grandma also said that this year's New Year's Eve, not only must eat and drink well, my family also has bacon and sausages this year!"

   "My family wants to make rice cakes, fry sugar rings, and pound glutinous rice cakes!"

   "My grandma is going to make rice **** candy. It tastes delicious when you bite into it, and you can soak it in water to drink!"

  The children rushed to speak first.

  In previous years, my family was poor, and during the Chinese New Year, at most, I could only eat a little meat.

  The whole family stewed a chicken and saved it for three or four days.

  Or make a bowl of taro braised pork to satisfy the children.

   Weighed three or four taels or half a catty of hard crisp candy in the supply and marketing cooperative, and put two or three in the pockets of the children every day for a year.

  In the memory of the children, this is already the happiest thing.

   After each finished speaking, the friends looked at Qiqi who had been silent all this time, wondering, "Qiqi, how are you spending the Chinese New Year?"

  Qiqi's small face was a little dazed, and the light in her big eyes was a little dim in the night.

  She shook her head and said softly, "I don't know, I haven't celebrated the New Year before."

   Friends fell silent for a while.

  Qi Qi bowed her head, and clasped her little fingers uneasily.

   She lied.

  She celebrates Chinese New Year.

  Tian's family also celebrated the New Year, but they couldn't eat the delicious Qiqi.

  She has never eaten fried fish, and she doesn't know what braised pork tastes like.

  Grandma Tian's family finished their meal, and when she was washing the dishes, she once secretly licked the sauce left in the meat bowl.

  The weather is cold during Chinese New Year, and the sauce in the bowl has turned oily, and it is very greasy and salty when licked, which is different from the aroma that wafts out when it is warm.

The little egg man folded his arms and floated beside the baby's face, frowning so much that he could tie a knot, "What's so sad? Chinese New Year is a festival for family reunion. It's because you didn't have a good year in Tian's house. Otherwise, you The first happy year in your life was spent in the animal den, do you think about it later?"

   After a while, Qiqi's eyes faded, and her small mouth grinned.

She said crisply to the worried and distressed little friends around her, "But I will be able to celebrate the New Year well this year, and I will celebrate the New Year with my parents, grandpa, mother-in-law, and uncle. It must be very, very lively and very, very happy! "

  Baby smiled, and the night in early winter seemed to be getting warmer.

   "Eggy, I can spend the Chinese New Year with you this year, Qi Qi is also very happy!"

  The little egg man curled his lips, and the corners of his lips curled up silently, "Little sycophant."

   It's a pity that Qiqi didn't hear its complaints, Qiqi was already surrounded by friends.

   This one said I'll bring you rice crackers for the Chinese New Year, that one said I'll bring you rice crackers, and Goudan even made a decision to send Qiqi a bowl of his home-cooked meat during the Chinese New Year!

  At the door of the main room, the young man with curly yellow hair leaned against the wall with his hands in his pockets, quietly watching this scene.

  Turning his head away with a final sneer, he was able to smile so happily even though he had suffered so much.

  It's just that I'm young and don't have a long memory.

   I disdain to complain in my heart, but after a while, I can't help but look at the baby, and raise the corners of my mouth.

  The repression and dissatisfaction accumulated in my heart for many years, the layers of unwillingness and anger, began to fade unconsciously.

  Compared to Qiqi, his childhood seemed to be living in heaven.

  At least there are still parents and a cheap brother.

  Although it didn't quite suit his wishes, but he will make do with it... Cough, it's still passable.

  Watching it in the corner will be lively, but getting bored, Yanxi went back to the main room and moved to the side of Zhang Xifeng who was watching TV, "Mother-in-law, do you have something delicious to eat during the Chinese New Year?"

   "Of course it has to be fixed." Zhang Xifeng didn't think about it, and smiled creases, "Qiqi is celebrating the New Year at home for the first time, so I have to make the baby happy. The New Year must be like a Chinese New Year."

  My family used to be poor, and she was alone, so she could make ends meet.

   This year, she will definitely not be able to make ends meet, she is afraid that her little Qiqi will not eat enough.

  The young people got excited and asked repeatedly, "Do you make rice cakes? Fried sugar rings? Make rice flower candies? How about pounding glutinous rice cakes?"

   "Hey, why does it sound like you're more greedy than Qiqi? The year hasn't come yet, so you've already inquired about all the delicious food?" Zhang Xifeng looked at the young man, holding back a smile and teasing.

   "I'm just asking." The young man felt uncomfortable, and his face turned red.

  Guang is so big, and his temper is still a child, Zhang Xifeng's heart softened, "Do it, make everything delicious! See what you want to eat and tell your mother-in-law, she will make it for you!"

  Yanxi coughed lightly, and left contentedly.

  Leave the villagers laughing kindly in the main room.

   Chatting along the topic of Chinese New Year, the atmosphere in the main room became more lively again.

at the same time.

  The most prosperous urban center in Huicheng, the top floor of Hongyu Restaurant.

  Song Yueliang strode out of the private room holding the share transfer contract that had just been signed and became effective.

  The back is indifferent, and the steps are steady.

   There was no agitation to get Song's shares.

  Calm as if she just finished an assignment and got the reward she expected.

  The contract was held by her at will, which seemed extremely worthless.

Song Chunsheng watched her leave before turning around, shaking his head and smiling at the Qingjun man across the way, "My daughter has the same temper as when I was young, tough and stubborn. It's a pity that she misunderstood me too much. Refuse to come back, otherwise, my family business will have a more suitable heir."

  Song Ziyu, who was by his side, almost broke his chopsticks when he heard this sentence.

  Even if he knew that this was for Fu Yanchi, he still felt extremely unhappy.

  Song Ziyu raised his head, his gaze swept across the face of the man opposite, with mixed feelings and complicated thoughts.

  When he was studying, he saw that Fu Yanchi was not pleasing to the eye, because Fu Yanchi and Song Yueliang were very close.

  So whenever he met, he would always taunt and ridicule him, and he often played tricks behind his back, asking people to do tricks against Fu Yanchi.

   Unexpectedly, today, the feng shui took turns, and he had to be by the side with a smiling face, with his father, to curry favor with Fu Yanchi.

  That feeling is worse than swallowing a fly.

"Dong Song, I don't comment on your family affairs. My father has always been sensible, and he won't make things difficult for the Song family when it comes to Song Ziyun. You can rest assured." The Qingjun man's voice was like his own, and he spoke in an unhurried manner. , the tone is clear, giving people a sense of gentle wind and rain, "It's not early, and the things to be discussed have been finished, so I won't stay any longer. Song Shao probably knows that I am not in good health, and it is not suitable to sit outside for a long time."

   Regardless of demeanor and etiquette, or advance and retreat, the man is very good at it.

  After speaking, he stood up, nodded to the Song family father and son and the lawyers present, and then followed Song Yueliang's footsteps to leave.

  Song Chunsheng's eyes flashed, and he said, "Mr. Fu, I have a question, I don't know if I should ask it? I don't know what relationship you have with my daughter Yueliang..."

  The man paused, smiled sideways, and said in a clear tone, "The relationship I'm pursuing."

  (end of this chapter)

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