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Of course, Father Fang wouldn't only remember to reward the company's employees.

He had already prepared his own son's share long ago. He took Fang Yuan to the back of the stage, where Mother Fang had been waiting for a long time!

Seeing the father and son come in, Mother Fang handed over the bag in her hand.

"Take a look! This is the gift your old man prepared for you!" Mother Fang said to Fang Yuan.

Fang Yuan opened the bag, and there were several small boxes inside.

Inside were all the little gadgets that Fang Yuan liked. Don't underestimate this small bag.

But it's not worth less than a box of cash, and to some extent, it's even more valuable than that box of cash.

After all, this also contains Father Fang's efforts.

Fang Yuan took out his favorite item from the bag - a watch.

This was specially customized by Father Fang for him, which is very suitable for his current status.

It has a touch of publicity in its low-keyness, and a touch of experience in its ordinariness.

Although it doesn't look eye-catching at first glance, you will find that this watch is not ordinary when you look closely.

This watch is also the most valuable of these things.

Fang Yuan likes watches very much. In his "private collection", the ones he cares about most are those few watches, and now there is one more.

After distributing the cash, the annual meeting ended like this.

Fang Yuan and his parents sat in a car, not letting Uncle Xia drive them.

Father Fang drove home himself. On the way, he encountered a large supermarket. Mother Fang called on the unwilling father and son to go shopping for New Year's goods together.

Entering the supermarket, Fang Yuan felt a strong New Year's atmosphere.

The father and son pushed two carts, following behind Mother Fang with helpless expressions.

Before long, the father and son's shopping carts were filled to the brim.

At this time, Fang Yuan couldn't help but sigh in his heart that no matter how old a woman is, shopping is an inherent instinct.

Mother Fang looked at her masterpiece and nodded in satisfaction.

"Okay, let's just buy this much for now, and we'll buy the rest tomorrow." Mother Fang clapped her hands and said to the dazed father and son.

Fortunately, self-checkout is popular in supermarkets now, otherwise just queuing to check out would waste half an hour of the three people's time.

After all, the closer it gets to the end of the year, the more crowded the supermarkets become.

Fang Yuan didn't understand this phenomenon, as if buying things during the New Year didn't cost money.

When the father and son walked out of the supermarket, each of them was carrying two large bags of things.

After putting the purchased items in the trunk, the family of three returned to their home in Kyoto.

The three of them would spend the New Year in Kyoto this year, instead of going back to Beihai.

Back home, Fang Yuan stretched his back. These two days had exhausted him.

Not to mention Father Fang, he had spent a lot of effort to give the employees an innovative and meaningful annual meeting.

The father and son put down the things in their hands and slumped on the sofa.

Maintaining a synchronized posture, they closed their eyes.

Seeing this pair of rogue father and son, Mother Fang shook her head, a smile appearing on the corner of her mouth.

Ignoring the two, Mother Fang sorted out the things she had just bought.

Finding the ingredients for tonight's meal, Mother Fang walked straight to the kitchen.

After Mother Fang left, the father and son regained their energy.

It was as if the two people who were so tired just now were not them.

This was the tacit understanding they had developed over the years. The two looked at each other and showed a knowing smile.

Father Fang turned on the TV, and it was news time.

From childhood to adulthood, the thing Fang Yuan disliked the most was watching the news.

He returned to the bedroom and took out his computer.

Turning on the video, putting on the headphones, the skilled movements were done in one go.

Recently, he has been further studying the basic knowledge of programming.

Especially the knowledge of networks and databases.

What he is doing now is laying a solid foundation. After experiencing two major projects, Fang Yuan's understanding of high-end technology is quite thorough.

But Fang Yuan still doesn't know much about the small problems with sharp edges and corners.

Now, whenever he has time, Fang Yuan strengthens himself in this area.

He doesn't want to rely on the system to complete his works in the future.

Father Fang saw that his son was playing with his own things and ignored him, so he shook his head and smiled.

If Fang Yuan had dared to do this before, he would have scolded him with his little temper.

Now it's different. The child has grown up and has his own ideas, which he can't just talk about.

After watching the news for a while and finding that there was nothing special, Father Fang went to the kitchen to help Mother Fang.

The first meal after returning home was not very rich. After all, the big fish and meat eaten at the annual meeting had not been digested yet.

Mother Fang casually made a few home-cooked dishes, but the father and son seemed to be reincarnated hungry ghosts, gobbling them up.

A few days later, on the thirtieth day of the twelfth lunar month.

In the past few days, Fang Yuan felt that he had gained several pounds.

Mother Fang's superb cooking skills made him eat an extra bowl of rice every meal.

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Now when he looks in the mirror, he will see that he in the mirror has gained a circle.

But even if he gains two more circles, it will not affect his prosperous beauty.

Just when Fang Yuan was narcissistic, Father Fang's shout woke him up.

"Fang Yuan! What are you dawdling about? Come and help!"

Father Fang was putting up Spring Festival couplets, but the tradition of the Fang family is that the children are the main force in putting up Spring Festival couplets, and the parents at most help out.

"Coming, coming" Fang Yuan trotted all the way to the door, took over the job of putting up Spring Festival couplets from Father Fang's hand.

Kyoto is different from Beihai. The houses in Kyoto are high-rise buildings. You only need to put up a large Spring Festival couplet at the door and a few Fu characters inside the house.

Unlike the detached small building in Beihai, Fang Yuan has to spend more than an hour every year on putting up Spring Festival couplets.

Mother Fang hadn't been idle since she got up in the morning, not only for breakfast, but mainly to prepare for tonight's reunion dinner.

It had been two years since she had properly made a reunion dinner for their father and son!

Since she had time this year, she would make up for what she owed her son!

It took Fang Yuan twenty minutes to put up all the Spring Festival couplets.

If Father Fang hadn't made trouble, Fang Yuan could have completed this task in ten minutes.

He looked at Father Fang with a complaining look, but what he didn't expect was that Father Fang didn't even look at him.

Pretending to be nonchalant, he went to Mother Fang to help.

He also looked at Fang Yuan from time to time with provocative eyes.

Fang Yuan was also very helpless! Who made his father grow younger and younger!

Soon, the time came to the evening.

The family's long-awaited New Year's Eve dinner was ready.

The three of them sat around the table, and the Spring Festival Gala was playing on the TV.

Although only Mother Fang was watching it with gusto, even Father Fang had gradually lost interest in the Spring Festival Gala.

But the family is sitting together, drawing a picture of an atmosphere.

Father Fang went to the wine cabinet and took out the bottle of wine he had treasured for a long time.

First, under Mother Fang's stern gaze, he poured a small glass for Fang Yuan, and then poured a glass for himself.

"Xiao Yuan, you are an adult now, come, have a drink with your dad!"

Fang Yuan was a little puzzled, but when he saw Mother Fang's eyes, he understood.

Father Fang didn't want him to accompany him to drink! The real purpose was to divert Mother Fang's attention.

Okay! For his old man, what is it to suffer this little grievance!

Fang Yuan bit the bullet and touched his glass with Father Fang.

Taking a shallow sip, Fang Yuan couldn't stand the throat-pricking taste.

Looking at Father Fang's enjoyable expression, he couldn't understand what was so attractive about this thing?

Fortunately, today is New Year's Eve, otherwise Mother Fang would let Father Fang know what is called powerful.

Father Fang hadn't touched alcohol for a year!

The indulgence in the past few years had made his blood pressure very high, and alcohol would be far away from him in the future.

After all, he has a wife who looks very gentle on the outside, but is very grumpy on the inside.

Alas!

The father and son looked at each other, and both read such information in each other's eyes.

A harmonious and warm, ordinary but full of connotation New Year's Eve passed like this.

What will be waiting for Fang Yuan in the coming year?

He is looking forward to it now.

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