I Became the Villain’s Own Daughter

   Chapter 745

  Little Lolita saw that he didn’t speak, her eyes turned red with grievance, and the little milk voice began to choke:

   "Dad...Actually, you don't want to give it to others, right?!"

   "..." Lu Junhan leaned on the sofa and raised his eyes, his face blank: "No."

  Xiao Luli stretched out her small hand: "What about their cell phone?"

  Lu Junhan: "..."

  ……

  Lu Qidong came back from the outside. Before he entered the living room, he saw several servants in the yard. He went to the vegetable garden and moved a dozen large and white radishes back and forth into the living room kitchen.

  Suddenly stunned:

   "...Should we eat so many radishes at noon?"

  Lu Qidong was in a coma in the hospital bed for twenty years. He didn't know the taste of the New Year for a long time, but he vaguely remembered that at that time, the New Year was full of big fish and meat, and very few vegetarian dishes.

  How time has passed for twenty years...

  Nowadays, young people don’t eat meat during the Chinese New Year and switch to vegetarian food?

  Moreover, I ate so many radishes.

  Look at this quantity, it must be enough to eat all the radishes for a year.

  Fortunately, the servant shook his head: "No, it was ordered by Shao Lu."

  Lu Qidong was immediately surprised: "Xiao Hanhan wants to eat so many carrots at noon?"

  Maid: "..."

   "Grandpa! Look! Dad gave me the carrot phone!"

  At this moment, the little girl ran out of the living room, offering a treasure, and showed Lu Qidong the mobile phone carved with white radish in her hand, "Is it very beautiful?"

The chef of the Lu family really paid a high price. Although they have never carved a mobile phone, it still does not bother them. Moreover, there are not many details on the mobile phone. The actual operation is much simpler than that of the Phoenix. Consumption of carrots.

  After all, the little girl wants ten carrot phones.

  Looking at the crystal clear, lifelike mobile phone carrot, Lu Qidong immediately understood what Lu Junhan wanted so many carrots for.

Before Lu Qidong could say a good-looking sentence, Song Qingwan came out of the living room and said to the little girl:

   "Li Li, go upstairs and bring your favorite doll down. Just now, Uncle Chen said, I want to get you a carrot doll!"

  Little Lori's black and clear eyes lit up instantly.

  Seeing the little girl going upstairs, Song Qingwan quickly called Lu Qidong into the living room.

  On the sofa, Yu Zheng, Lu Anran, Hugheser, Lu Junhan, Old Man and others were all present, and they were obviously summoned by Song Qingwan.

  Look at Lu Qidong now.

  See Lu Qidong also sitting down.

  Song Qingwan glanced at them, and after confirming that there was no one missing, she cleared her throat and said:

   "Since there are people here, then I'll talk.

  In the past, we were not new years, so we did not have many New Year customs in our family, but this year is different. This year Lili is here, and we have to do it for her!

  In fact, it is not troublesome. I have done everything about home furnishings and gifts. As for you, just wait for the family to eat together.

  Also, I heard that the elders in the family will give red envelopes to the juniors during the New Year. The juniors here, um...there is only Lili!

  So, this red envelope must be given! But how much money to give is a big question. "

  At the same time, in the WeChat group of Lu Junhan and their middle-aged wife bereavement group, Qu Sinian is also inquiring about news.

  Qu Sinian: [I used to send 20 red envelopes to my baby in previous years. After all, the person is small and it doesn’t cost much. How about you? 】

   Zhang Dazhuang: [What? I have to give that stinky boy a red envelope during the New Year? Isn't it enough for others to post? 】

  Pei Mingzhi: [In addition to grandparents, parents also have to send it. This custom also exists in Beijing. In fact, I have sent it to my son in previous years. Of course, I use his money. 】

  Qu Sinian: 【……】

   Zhang Dazhuang: 【……】

  Qu Sinian: [Where is Jian Yi? How much do you send to your son? 】

  Jian Yi: [It depends on the mood. 】

  Qu Sinian: [How much is the most? 】

  Jian Yi: [20. 】

   Zhang Dazhuang: [At least? 】

  Jian Yi: [No. 】

  Qu Sinian: [Lao Lu, how much do you plan to give Lili? 】

   Zhang Dazhuang: [This is the first time after all, so let’s give it less. 】

  Qu Sinian: [Well, I think too. 】

  Jian Yi: [Agree. 】

  Lu Junhan knew at a glance what horrible idea they were making. He raised his eyebrows slightly, tapped his fingers, and sent it directly:

  【I plan to give 20. 】

  Qu Sinian: [20 is also fine, then we have to say, let’s all give 20, so as not to give more and give less, the other three are unwilling. 】

   Zhang Dazhuang: [Hey! Yes, then I will look for red envelope paper now. 】

  Jian Yi: [Hmm. 】

  Lu Junhan also sent an "um" in the past and agreed.

at this time.

  Song Qingwan over there said a lot of nonsense, after laying a long string of things, finally came to the topic:

"So, I think, if we unify, we will give Lili 20 yuan. I think other companies give it like this. 10 yuan is too little, 50 is too much, 20 is not more and less, just right, you guys What do you think?"

  Lu Qidong thought for a while: "I'm fine."

  Song Qingwan looked at Lu Junhan.

  Lu Junhan let out a faint "um".

  Song Qingwan was very satisfied, and looked at Yu Zheng and Lu Anran again: "What about you?"

  Lu Anran nodded.

  Yu Zheng nodded when she saw her, and then he nodded, and said in a deep voice: "We have no opinion."

  The old man thought: "That girl is small, and usually doesn't cost much. It is indeed okay to just give 20!"

   Apparently agreed to only give 20.

  The smile on Song Qingwan’s face deepened. She clapped her hands: "Okay, then we're going to make it!"

  Hughesl's pale and cold face wrinkled invisibly.

  He pursed his thin lips, and said coldly: "...You haven't asked me yet."

  Song Qingwan turned her head to look at him. On her beautiful and cold face, she smiled darkly: "Oh? Do you dare to disagree...?!"

  Hustle: "..."

  Hughesl was cold and stopped talking.

   Seeing this, Song Qingwan nodded in satisfaction, the overcast expression on her face instantly closed, and the spring breeze smiled slightly:

   "Okay, since everyone has no opinion, then this is the case."

  Hustle: "..."

  ……

  Today is New Year’s Eve. Early in the morning, the servants are busy in the kitchen. The carved carvings, the stir-fried vegetables, the arranging plates, and the soup-making soup, each have their own division of labor, in an orderly manner.

After   , according to Song Qingwan’s instructions, the housekeeper gave each servant a big red envelope, assigned a chef, found a place, gave him a bunch of carrots, and asked him to carve a doll for Xiao Lu Li.

  Chef: "..."

  Butler, you are not human! ! !

   Soon, one morning, it passed.

   Busy all morning, lunch is very delicate and rich, all kinds of home cooking, almost full of a long table——

  (End of this chapter)