Reborn 1990: I made my cannon fodder father into the richest man

"The Zhou family is really..." Duan Jiajia clicked her tongue twice and put the letter back into the envelope.

Zhou Xiaoqing trusted Xiaofang, but she did not leave any clues in the envelope or letter as to where she was going next.

That's fine, even if the letter is not delivered to Duan Jiajia and is seen by the Zhou family, it doesn't matter.The content in the letter will only stimulate Li Chunhua even more, and it doesn't matter if she sees it.

Even if Li Chunhua comes to Duan Jiajia based on the contents of the letter, Duan Jiajia has nothing to hide about what he said at the well.

To put it bluntly, this is Zhou Xiaoqing's thanks.

But Zhou Xiaoqing also took into account other consequences if Xiaofang failed to keep the letter.

After hearing what Duan Jiajia said, Duan Shunan handed her the peeled orange and said, "If Zhou Xiaoqing has such thoughts and thoughts, then she will probably be fine even if she wanders outside."

Have brains and courage.

He was the one who was stimulated by the Zhou family's affairs for a while.

"Indeed. She was able to coax the Zhou family into thinking that they had no other ideas for so many years. She only realized it now. With this eloquence and wit, I estimate that this little girl will be a talent in the future." Xue He also spoke very highly of Zhou Xiaoqing. high.

As for Zhou Xiaoqing's previous thoughts about using the Duan family... now that the matter is over, there is nothing to worry about.

They did resent Li Chunhua and didn't like Zhou Xiaoqing's use, but they had already done it, and now they had to leave their hometown and run away because of family matters, so there was no point in worrying about it.

As the young and handsome Harlem sang "Let Me Love You Enough at Once", Duan Jiajia's eyelids became heavier and heavier as he listened to the sound of firecrackers outside.

During this time, she was busy working on the manuscript, sorting out the plot of "Ghost Valley" and adapting the novel into a movie script.

There is also a lot of homework during the winter vacation.

Even if he had a computer, Duan Jiajia still felt that one person would like to split it into three parts.

Xue He, who noticed Duan Jiajia sleeping, winked at Duan Shunan. Duan Shunan put down the orange in his hand, stood up and carefully picked up Duan Jiajia.

"Brother, help me set off firecrackers." Duan Shunan said without being polite at all.

Xue He responded, tapping his fingers lightly on his knees and humming the song played on the TV.

The room was warm and the clear aroma of oranges could be smelled.

Xue He has been alone for so many years. Except for the days when his godfather was around, he feels that every year is worth looking forward to. He has not felt so secure for a long time.

In the past, Xue He lived a miserable life, eating and sleeping tastelessly, as if he were a machine.

Seeing that it was almost time, he whistled and picked up the firecrackers at the door. He also interestingly placed an "8" in the yard, took out the lighter from his pocket, lit the fuse and quickly ran down the corridor.

The moment the firecrackers sounded, Duan Shunan happened to come downstairs.

"Brother, happy New Year!" Duan Shunan said.

The greeting of Happy New Year made Xue He feel as if he had gone back to more than ten years ago, when his family was still working in a forest farm in the southern suburbs.

The godfather is still here, and the godmother will make particularly delicious tofu rolls and eggplant boxes on New Year’s Eve. My younger sister Xiaohui likes to join in the fun. She is happiest when setting off firecrackers, and even after getting married, she looks like nothing. grown up children.

When the firecrackers went off, Xue Hui was so frightened that she threw herself into Duan Shunan's arms.

At that time, Duan Shunan also smiled and said Happy New Year.

The smile on Xue He's face became vivid and he nodded: "Happy New Year!"

Xue He felt as if the world suddenly had color at this moment and was no longer gray and white.

Duan Jiajia was actually awake when she got to the room. She got up and washed herself again. She looked at the red marks on her cheeks and bared her teeth slightly in the mirror.

Her dad is really... too heavy-handed.

Her towels are all very soft ones that she specially chooses.

It was as if her father had rubbed a steel ball out of her face.

Hearing the sound of firecrackers outside, Duan Jiajia was lying on the warm bed with a hot water bottle at his feet.

"Duan Jiajia, Happy New Year!"

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On the first day of the new year, Duan Jiajia put on the clothes she had customized in the provincial capital.

The typical characteristic of Hanfu is that it is large in volume, so Duan Jiajia wore an autumn coat, a thin-line close-fitting sweater and a thick-line sweater inside without looking bulky.

The bean-green t-shirt is made of fine woolen material, with a circle of rabbit fur rolled on the edge. The pleated skirt is flesh-pink, and the skirt is neatly ironed and fixed with thread at the waist. Easy to take care of later.

The vividly embroidered civet cat can be seen faintly on the bright red inner outfit.

Duan Jiajia also wore a pea green knitted beret and a pair of small leather shoes with slightly high heels.

"Oh, whose beautiful girl is this!" Xue He was sitting in the living room and burst into laughter when he saw Duan Jiajia coming downstairs.

Xue He is taller. The old man Lin made him a long windbreaker. The black woolen material was cut just right, which made Xue He appear taller, with long legs, broad shoulders and narrow waist. He also had slightly gray hair and wore glasses. Don't look too much like a middle-aged boss!

"Happy New Year, uncle!" Duan Jiajia first greeted Xue He with a smile and said, "Uncle, red envelope!"

Xue He smiled and took out the red envelope he had prepared from his coat pocket: "May you be healthy in the new year!"

"Thank you, uncle. I will have a successful career in the new year!"

Duan Jiajia pinched the thick red envelope and smiled with crooked eyebrows.

Although she made a lot of money herself, compared with red envelopes, she felt much worse.

"Brother, Jiajia, eat!" Duan Shunan's voice came from the kitchen.

Breakfast is rice cake cooked in duck soup from last night, mixed with shredded kelp.

Duan Shunan took out the fried fish from the cupboard and placed it on the small partition next to the Stove Lord.

Almost every household in Yuankang County has a statue of the Kitchen God. During the Chinese New Year, a bowl of rice cakes or sugar cakes will be fried as offerings, and a fish will be placed on New Year's Eve.

It doesn’t matter what kind of fish it is, but generally high school students who are going to take the college entrance examination will have carp in their homes.

The picture is a good omen that there will be more than enough every year, as well as the meaning of the carp leaping over the dragon's gate.

Duan Jiajia followed her uncle to pay homage to the Stove Lord before eating, and then sat down at the dinner table.

"Speaking of which, I haven't paid homage to the Stove Lord for several years." Xue He ate rice cakes. There was some leftover rice from last night in the rice cake soup. The rice grains stuck to the rice cakes, and they could taste two different textures.

Xue He said with some nostalgia: "You learned good cooking skills from your godfather."

Duan Shunan did not answer, but smiled and said to Duan Jiajia, "Do you know why your uncle didn't learn to cook?"

Duan Jiajia shook her head, she also felt strange.

Her uncle has been in the Xue family for so many years, and her father has perfected his cooking skills. Why has he never seen his uncle cooking?