Xueba, don't leave after school!

Chapter 119 How many years ago was the last time I received lucky money

Mu Chi defended himself: "Han Shiyan is smart, so he knows everything."

Jiang Mu sighed: "What do you think he is busy with?"

"How do I know." Mu Chi scratched his head: "Do you still play games?"

Jiang Mu: "Hit."

Anyway, it's okay to be idle, playing games is better than going shopping with adults.

Mu Chi whispered: "Don't you think my skills are not good?"

Jiang Mu: "I want to experience the fun of skydiving."

*
New Year's Eve.

Jiang Mu's family sat together to make dumplings.

Jiang Rongfeng didn't know how to do anything before marriage, but after getting together with Tang Wen, he also learned how to make dumplings.

It doesn't matter if you don't know anything else, you must know how to make dumplings.

They make dumplings together every New Year's Eve.

In the whole family, only Jiang Mubao's dumplings are the ugliest.

After a lively meal, Jiang Mu was pushed on the sofa by Jiang Rongfeng and Tang Wen to watch the Spring Festival Gala together.

Jiang Mu couldn't resist, so he could only accept his fate.

She looked at it for a while, and said, "I remember the Spring Festival Gala when I was a child was very good, but the more I watch it now, the less interesting it is."

Jiang Rongfeng echoed, "I think so too."

As we talked, we all started chatting and couldn't care less about watching the Spring Festival Gala.

At zero o'clock, the mobile phones of the three people began to vibrate.

Jiang Rongfeng has apprentices all over the world, and has many business partners, and his mobile phone has never stopped.

The same goes for Tang Wen.

All three took their phones to look at it.

Jiang Mu turned around, and her WeChat was full of congratulatory messages sent by her classmates.

Red envelopes are being distributed in the group.

The generous ones will send hundreds or thousands of dollars, and the stingy ones will give a few cents.

The group was extremely lively.

Mu Chi and Du Zhaozhao also sent red envelopes to Jiang Mu respectively.

They agreed that New Year's greetings are too tacky, and they give each other red envelopes during the New Year.

A red envelope goes around, no one loses and no one earns, it's just a meaning.

Jiang Mu went to the group to grab red envelopes.

The classmates in the group are pestering Yang Xun to give out red envelopes.

Jiang Mu flipped through the historical news for a while, but did not see any news from Han Shiyan.

She thought about it, pressed the back button, and looked at the chat box with Han Shiyan on the top.

The latest message was sent to Han Shiyan by her yesterday.

Jiang Mu thought for a while, and gave Han Shiyan a 66 yuan red envelope.

I didn't get the red envelope, and I didn't reply to the message.

What has this man been up to?disappeared?
Jiang Mu put the phone back into his pocket a little disappointed, and was about to get up and go back to the room when he saw Jiang Rongfeng coming out of the bedroom.

Just now Jiang Rongfeng went to the bedroom, and now he just came out.

She had her hands behind her back, clearly hiding something in her hands.

Jiang Mu looked at Jiang Rongfeng and said, "Dad, don't hide the red envelope, right?"

Jiang Rongfeng and Tang Wen give Jiang Mu red envelopes every Chinese New Year.

Jiang Rongfeng was not very happy when he heard this: "You have to show a sense of expectation, so that we can have the fun of giving out red envelopes."

After hearing Jiang Rongfeng's words, Jiang Mu held his face with both hands very cooperatively, and exaggeratedly said "wow": "Dad, what did you take, I'm so looking forward to it!"

"Pfft..." Tang Wen on the side laughed unceremoniously.

Jiang Rongfeng whispered: "It's better when I was a child..."

When Jiang Mu was a child, he was very happy when he received the red envelope.

*
The red envelopes Jiang Rongfeng and Tang Wen gave Jiang Mu were heavier than in previous years.

In their words, it was because Jiang Mu performed well this year.

He is sensible and his grades have improved.

Back in the room, Jiang Mu opened the red bag and put all the money on the quilt.

Jiang Mu sat cross-legged on the quilt, thinking about what to do with the lucky money.

Tang Wen would take away the lucky money from relatives every year, but let Jiang Mu handle the lucky money they gave to Jiang Mu herself.

When Jiang Mu was thinking about how to spend it, the phone rang.

Jiang Mu saw the words "SpongeBob SquarePants" displayed on the screen of the mobile phone, and thought he had read it wrong.

When the phone was about to hang up automatically, Jiang Mu picked up the phone in a panic.

She was thinking about what to say, but when she opened her mouth, she just said "Hello".

"Happy New Year."

The young man's clear voice came from the mobile phone, with a hint of hoarseness that he felt the same.

Jiang Mu laughed uncontrollably: "Happy New Year."

"Sorry, I've been a little busy these days." Han Shiyan's voice dropped a few degrees.

"Oh." Jiang Mu unconsciously reached out to pick a pattern on the quilt, his eyes fell on the lucky money scattered on the bed, and asked him: "How do you spend your lucky money?"

New Year's money?

Looking at the dimly lit street outside the window, Han Shiyan recalled how many years ago he last received lucky money.

After thinking about it for a while, I didn't think much of it.

Jiang Mu didn't feel it herself, but there was a smile in her voice when she spoke.

Jiang Rongfeng and Tang Wen loved her so much, they must have given her a lot of lucky money.

Han Shiyan said, "Buy what you want."

Jiang Mu was in trouble: "But I don't have anything in particular I want to buy."

Usually, Tang Wen and Jiang Rongfeng would buy whatever she wanted to buy.

Nothing is missing from her.

It's not right to say that, she is short of points now.

Jiang Mu felt a little sad when he thought of the score, so he simply didn't want to think about it.

Han Shiyan smiled and said, "Then put it there and spend it when you want to buy something in the future."

"All right……"

Jiang Mu didn't expect that Han Shiyan would call her directly. When Han Shiyan ignored her before, she felt that she had something to say in her heart.

But at the moment Han Shiyan was listening to her, but she couldn't find anything to say.

Even if she didn't speak, as long as she thought of Han Shiyan on the other end of the phone, she would feel happy.

Han Shiyan probably guessed that she didn't know what to say, so he took the initiative to ask her: "What did you eat tonight?"

"Dumplings, pig's trotters..." Jiang Mu counted Tang Wen's dishes one by one.

Han Shiyan actually listened patiently.

Afterwards, Han Shiyan asked her if she had watched the Spring Festival Gala.

Jiang Mu only watched a little bit, and told Han Shiyan as a joke, and Han Shiyan also laughed out loudly.

The two chatted about unnutritious topics, and they even chatted for nearly an hour.

If Han Shiyan hadn't reminded her that it was time to go to bed, Jiang Mu really didn't want to hang up the phone.

She thinks she can still talk.

*
Han Shiyan hung up the phone and looked down at the phone screen.

It wasn't until the phone screen automatically locked that he dropped his hand by his side.

He stood at the end of the corridor with the window wide open in front of him.

There was always a cold wind pouring in from the window. I didn't feel cold when I was on the phone with Jiang Mu just now, but now I was shivering with cold.

"Brother, you are here."

Han Yan's voice sounded behind her.

Han Yan seemed to come over in a hurry, the hood of the hooded down jacket was still on her head.

Han Shiyan turned his head, with a somewhat lonely expression on his face.

The whole person is alienated.

Han Yan froze for a moment, brought the thermos bucket in front of him, and said carefully: "Have you not eaten yet? I cooked dumplings at home and brought them here."

(End of this chapter)