happy ex-wife

Chapter 2482 Molu Su, Happy Chinese New Year ([-])

When Xin Le returned home, it was almost midnight.

Again, a Spring Festival alone.

Looking at the empty rental house, Xin Le exhaled slightly, went to the kitchen to boil water, took a picture of the crooked dumplings she made herself on the table, and sent them to her mother.

[Minister of Finance: How ugly!
Little princess: Mom, this is your daughter's first dumpling show. Really, I buy it and you miss me, and I make it myself and you miss me too.

I'm the prince: wait, I'll show you my mother's bag, and I'll dump you a few streets.

Minister of the Political Department: Lele, have you really decided? 】

Xin Le paused slightly, the water on the gas stove was bubbling hot, she picked up and put down her fingers on the keyboard, but she didn't know what word she wanted to type.

Have you decided?

If there is no decision, why choose a person to spend the New Year alone in another place?
[Little Princess: Dad, Mom, I can't let him go, really. 】

After Xin Le finished typing these words, tears had already fallen on the phone.

What can she do?She is also desperate.

But she really can't let go~
It doesn't matter if you say she is cheap or stupid, but she has no way to violate her true inner feelings.

When the water boiled, Xin Le wiped her tears and put her phone on the glazed table, and started to order her own ugly dumplings one by one. She also cried and posted a circle of friends when the new year came. The picture was that she was disgusted by her mother dumplings.

Xin Le's dumplings came out of the pot, and the WeChat group became active. First, Shui Anluo sent red envelopes to their sister group, and then Qiao Yaruan sent red envelopes. Xin Le accepted the red envelopes with a silly smile. Intend.

[Xin Le: This is your red envelope to comfort single dogs!

Shui Anluo: Damn, the two times are the best luck, Xin Le, are you open this year?

Qiao Yaruan: The legendary loser in emotional intelligence is proud of the casino.

Xin Le: Must.

Xin Le: An Luo, are you okay?
Shui Anluo: It's okay, it's rare that my parents-in-law came down for dinner today, and Chu Ningyi was watching the Spring Festival Gala with them, but I don't know that my brother is on duty at the hospital, how will I spend the Spring Festival Gala?
Qiao Yaruan: Let me show you the photos of our Spring Festival Gala. When are you going to take the child away? The two of them are arguing so much that the sky is turning upside down. Feng Yingdi said that he has a big opinion, and the little one doesn’t sleep with him these days .

Shui Anluo: ...

Shui Anluo: My son is quick to act. He will be married when he is eighteen, and I will be a grandmother in 15 years. I am very excited when I think about it.

Qiao Yaruan: ...

Xin Le: Hahahahahahaha
Xin Le: I sympathize with the best actor. 】

While Xin Le was laughing at the softened dumplings and crying, there was a knock on the door.

Xin Le looked up, 11:30, there is still half an hour before this year will pass.

Who will come at this time?

Xin Le put down the phone, got up and walked to the door, "Who is there?"

There was no movement outside the door, Xin Le paused slightly, could it be that he had an auditory hallucination?

Xin Le asked again, but still no one answered. Xin Le thought for a while, and didn't plan to open the door, after all, she lived here alone.

Xin Le turned around and went back to eat dumplings and chat.

[Shui Anluo: What did you do? The Chinese New Year is half an hour away. My mother-in-law is also watching the Spring Festival Gala with my father-in-law this year, so strange.

Qiao Yaruan: It is even more strange that you insist on watching the whole Spring Festival Gala.

Shui Anluo: I don't want to either. Isn't this Brother Chu who wants to accompany him? He wants to use my mobile phone to give out red envelopes. Hey, I forgot to drag you in. What should I do?Brother Chu finished sending out the twenty large packages totaling more than 5.

Qiao Yaruan: Make up! ! ! !

Xin Le:! ! ! ! ! !repair】

(End of this chapter)