Adorable Psychic Wife Of A Wealthy Man

Chapter 1245 Happy Chinese New Year, red envelopes 3

Seeing Lingyu closing the door of the mansion yard, he hooked Jiang Ziwen's arm and walked towards them, as if he had noticed that they were hiding in the dark for surveillance, Wutian folded his arms and asked coldly and domineeringly: " Listening to the old man Hongjun said, have you given your wealth and everything you own to Guier?"

"What? Are you envious?" Gong Siyu leaned on the side of Zhaobi, raising his eyebrows.

"What is the envy of the old man! Naive!"

Linggui had known that his master and Gong Siyu had followed, but she hadn't seen it.

Holding Jiang Ziwen's arm happily, he listened to Jiang Ziwenhu's question: "Your yard has been changed well, and a barrier has been set up. Using dead wood to spring up all the plants, it's just that there are four at the gate. What's the matter with the stone beast? Paixiu and Qilin can understand. You put two ancient fierce beasts there, what do you think? Besides, the living creature is sealed in the stone pier, why I don’t know you caught these two Only things?"

"This is not my masterpiece, Brother Jiang, two extremely distinguished guests in the family, one of them is there and peeping at the two of us with Di Si, you see who it is?"

With a sly smile, she put on Kodan's scallion white nails and pointed at a distance.

Following the direction pointed by Linggui, Jiang Ziwen suddenly saw a domineering old man wearing a Chinese tunic, standing there gloomy, his cold eyes tightening, Jiang Ziwen was shocked, "Is it the ancestor?"

"Isn't it! Master has followed me in the New Year."

Lingsui’s eyes were filled with long-lost happiness, holding Jiang Ziwen to Wutian ancestor, before Jiang Ziwen gave a big gift, he stretched out his hand, and at the same time took Wutian’s arms, one left and one right, but left Gongsiyu in the air. To the side.

"Disi, you help take the gift brought by King Jiang." Linggui pointed to the gift in Jiang Ziwen's arms.

"Why don't you hook me? You have to hook them both?" Gong Siyu's thin lips pressed tightly, seemingly dissatisfied, his phoenix eyes were dark, and he glanced at Jiang Ziwen displeasedly, but he still took the gift from Jiang Ziwen. Son, you are like this, I'm going to be jealous."

"I don't have a third hand anymore." Ling Ling paused, seeming to see Miyajiyu's uncomfortable and caring heart, and said hurriedly, "Just today, you and I will be together for a long time in the future, inseparable every day. We can be together forever. But Master and Brother Jiang, they still have their own lives in the future, so take advantage of this, hurry up and stick together, or they have to say I have a husband and forget Master And eldest brother, scold me again."

Gong Siyu understood the meaning of the spirit.

He is the one who will always be together.

Regardless of whether it is Wutian or Jiang Ziwen, even Linggui's closest relatives will eventually be separated.

So, it's better to take advantage of the present time, cherish the time we meet, and keep this short-lived beauty.

"My brother-in-law is rare, taking advantage of the Spring Festival, why live more today? The house that Guier personally arranged for you, if you don't keep her sad, I don't mind hitting until you stay." Gong Siyu squinted Jiang Ziwen coldly, coldly Hummed.

"I don't want to care about you." Jiang Ziwen's face was cold, and he threw Gong Siyu's eye knife, but when he heard that Lingyu arranged a room for himself, he really wanted to see what the room was like.

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As soon as Jiang Ziwen arrived, it didn't take long for Wuyou's last dish to be prepared.

In the huge restaurant, a huge round table and 19 chairs form a circle. The table is full of delicacies, delicacies, and aromas, which makes people immediately appetite.

dinner time.

In this spacious world, family brothers, relatives and friends get together.

They stepped into the restaurant one after another, and everyone's face was filled with joy.

And when Lingshu took Jiang Ziwen and Wutian ancestors to appear in the restaurant...

As soon as he saw the mighty old man in a white suit who was stealing food, Jiang Ziwen's expression changed suddenly, and he blurted out, "Old ancestor Hongjun!"

At this time, Xiaoyan and Ditong, two babies, rushed into the restaurant with joy, one ran into Hongjun's arms, and the other said: "Bad grandpa, steal it!"

But with Jiang Ziwen's shout.

Except for Lingyu, Gongsiyu and Wutian ancestors, as well as Bai Feiran and Angelica with blank faces.

Everyone, the moment they heard the word "Hongjun", they froze in place like a bolt from the blue sky.

Bai Wuyou even shook his hands and broke a stack of white porcelain bowls.

The old ancestor Hongjun, who was arrested for stealing food, smiled, holding Xiaozhen in one hand and the flute boy in the other. He heard Jiang Ziwen shouting his title, pretending to be unhappy, and sternly, "Sanqing! Call the old man sanqing!" What Hongjun, there are only Sanqing ancestors here!"

"..."

"Well, the ancestor of the Sanqing Dynasty is the new master of the Emperor. Don’t be so stubborn and sit down! Don’t be constrained. Today’s food is for New Year’s Eve dinner. The trouble is that my master and Hongjun ancestors are elders. Theme."

While talking, Lingyu loosened Wutian and Jiang Ziwen's hands, stepped gracefully, walked to the main seat, juxtaposed the two positions, smiled, but her beautiful eyes flashed darkly. "Master, Master Sanqing, sit down? You two are the masters today."

Ancestor Hongjun and Ancestor Wutian, one white and one black, took their seats at the invitation of Lingyu.

But then, Lingyu did not let other people sit.

Instead, 17 people, ghosts, and beasts in the family stood in two rows, facing the two elderly people.

"Since ancient times, every Chinese New Year has been congratulated and made fortune. The red envelopes are used to say that the elders must give red envelopes to the younger ones. Master, Guier is here to pay you and the Sanqing ancestors a new year..." Lingyu took the lead, grabbed Gong Siyu and clasped her fists and bowed, "I wish Master and Sanqing ancestors a blessing as the East China Sea...No, this is not for you. I wish Master and Sanqing ancestors a happy life. Everything goes well, always smile!"

Gong Siyu followed his blessing and said: "I wish you two, enjoy your family forever, red envelopes..." he stretched out his hand.

Immediately afterwards, Lingyu and everyone behind Gong Siyu, even Jiang Ziwen, joined in the fun, each one said a blessing, and then asked Wutian ancestors and Hongjun ancestors for red envelopes.

Seeing this formation, the two old men looked at each other and asked in unison: "What is a red envelope?"

"Money, it's money, banknotes!" He rubbed his fingers slyly and made a gesture of counting money, explaining.

"Money is such a superficial thing, the old man must not have it."

The ancestor Hongjun twisted his eyebrows with great momentum.

"I don't want money, but I have a gift." Wutian took out the black kit that he had hidden in his arms domineeringly, and threw it on the table. "Old man, such as a unique treasure for everyone, After all, Hongjun is stingy."

"Nonsense! The old man is always hearty!" As he said, the old ancestor Hongjun also took off the white kit tied to the waistband and threw it on the table. "The old man will also give you one piece of treasure! It must be better than nothing. Good day!"

(End of this chapter)