Reborn in another world, the boss loves me to the core

Huo's old house.

"Arou, go ask Lu Ming when he will be back. No matter how busy he is at work, he can't miss the New Year's Eve dinner." Grandma Huo ordered.

"Madam, I asked a long time ago, and the young master said that he would be back after picking up Miss Xian'er and would not delay the meal."

"That's right, the child has a performance tonight, Arou, turn on the TV quickly." Grandma Huo said.

Huo Rou turned on the TV, which was broadcasting the opening dance live.

The colors are gorgeous, festive and peaceful.

Grandma Huo doesn't like using virtual reality, saying that she is old and it is difficult for her to accept new things, and her TV is still an old model.

"Which program is it?" asked Grandma Huo.

"Miss Xian'er's Peking Opera "A Dream in the Garden" is the third to appear."

Huo Rou showed her the program. In previous years, the opera medleys were always performed in the middle, but this time they were performed at the front. It seemed that the program team had made some adjustments.

"That child has a good voice and can sing quite well." Grandma Huo said with a smile.

"Mr. Zuo has a very high opinion of Miss Xian'er, saying that she is the future big Qingyi of the Zuo faction, but Miss Xian'er doesn't want to just sing opera."

"Mr. Zuo has taught her for ten years, so of course he feels regretful. But let her be. She has Lu Ming watching over her, so nothing can go wrong!" Grandma Huo thinks things through, or rather, she has thought a lot of things through since her two eldest grandsons came back.

It is undeniable that she loves Lao Ba the most in her heart, but what worries her the most is her grandson.

"Luming is too thoughtful. It's rare for him to care so much about someone."

She had to see that he had a happy marriage and had successors before she could breathe her last.

"My favorite Peking Opera performance is 'Silang Visits His Mother'. Yan Baosen is indeed a pillar of the left-wing opera, and his singing is rich in emotion," said Grandma Huo.

"Madam, your birthday is coming up in a few days. The young master said that he wants to celebrate it in a big way this time, and invited Mr. An to celebrate your birthday. Mr. An never sings for birthdays. Last time, when the old lady of the Bai family held a birthday banquet, she wanted to invite Mr. An to perform, and she offered him a high price for his performance, but she still couldn't invite him. This is the first time, and you are so generous."

Grandma Huo narrowed her eyes and smiled. "It's not for my sake, it's obviously for Lu Ming's sake. I heard that they have a good relationship and Lu Ming often goes to his place to listen to operas."

"I don't go there often. After Miss Xian'er came, I go even less." Huo Rou's heart skipped a beat. It was rumored before that the head of the Huo family liked actors, and the actor he liked was a man.

The old lady got very angry when she heard this.

"Madam, look, Miss Xian'er has appeared."

"Our little girl looks great!" Grandma Huo praised. After watching the whole performance, she said, "She sang well and didn't embarrass her master. We'll give her a big red envelope later. Now, let's go to the front yard and have someone set up the dinner. They will be back soon."

This New Year’s Eve dinner was Su Xian’s first real family reunion dinner since he came to this world.

Thinking about how she was setting off fireworks in the Tanwan Villa last year, time passed so quickly. In just over a year, she had adapted to life here.

After the New Year's Eve dinner, Grandma Huo distributed red envelopes. Each of the younger generations received one, even Huo Li was no exception.

In addition to Grandma Huo, my third uncle, fourth uncle, sixth uncle, seventh uncle and youngest uncle all gave gifts to everyone.

Su Xian smiled as she stuffed a pile of red envelopes into her own bag. The red envelopes from her host naturally fell into her hands, making the two little guys jealous.

She brought her little niece Xiaobao and jumped in front of Huo Li.

"Brother, congratulations on your prosperity. Give me the red envelope."

"Uncle, Happy New Year, red envelope."

Huo Li smiled and shook his head, and sent one person to fight.

They were still not satisfied, and spread their hands and said to Su Xian: "Sister Su Xian, congratulations on your prosperity, give me the red envelope."

"Your eldest brother has already sent it to you just now."

"Big brother's is big brother's, yours is yours, they are different."

"Your eldest brother and I are a family!" Su Xian said.

"You don't even let us call you sister-in-law, but we're still a family, Xiaobao, don't you think I'm right?" The little ones said with confidence.

"Yes, yes." Xiaobao spoke eloquently.

Okay, nothing to say.

Su Xian took out three with amusement and handed them to them one by one.

When nothing happens, they call me sister-in-law, but when they want red envelopes, they call me sister Su Xian. They are really two little brats.

The little ones now tasted the sweetness and asked their older sisters for more.

Lian Huo Cha gave red envelopes to three people.

After getting all the red envelopes, the little ones were contentedly preparing to open the red envelopes, when Xiaobao turned to the two of them and stretched out his hands, "Uncle Xiaozhao, Uncle Xiaoyan, give out red envelopes..."

Yuxue is cute and her quirky appearance made everyone laugh.

"Big brother and little sister-in-law are the most generous, and sister Cha Cha is the stingiest." After opening the red envelopes, the two little guys came to the conclusion.

Xiaobao followed along, "Uncle and aunt are generous, but Aunt Chacha is stingy!"

Huo Cha happened to hear it and was so angry that he glared at Xiao Bao.

The little ones didn't care what she thought and clamored for Sister Ling'er and Sister Xiuxiu to take them to set off fireworks.

This was the first time for the two brothers to celebrate the Spring Festival. They were curious and excited. They said they would stay up together with everyone until the New Year’s bell rang. But in the end, they were too tired from playing and fell asleep without realizing it.

Su Xian played mahjong with Grandma Huo, Fourth Aunt and Sixth Aunt for a while.

My fourth aunt is a professor and doctoral supervisor at Kyoto Medical College and she rarely has free time.

Sixth Aunt is a member of the Zhou family and Zhou Yu’s aunt. She serves as the chairperson of the Women’s Association and also as the director of the Coordination Office of the Military Headquarters.

The old lady's body couldn't bear it, so she wiped her hair a few times and went to bed early. The eldest aunt went back to her own courtyard after dinner. The third aunt was a mistress and had a humble family. She was not in the capital all year round, so she had a cold relationship with her sisters-in-law and couldn't even play mahjong with them.

The young aunt was too busy taking care of the two little ones to take care of them, and the seventh aunt didn't know how to play, so all of a sudden there was one person missing.

"Yuanyuan, come and join us." Aunt Six called out.

Huo Yuan agreed with a smile and sat down.

"Three tubes, a hit, big three." Fourth aunt said with a smile.

"Xian'er's luck isn't very good today!" Sixth Aunt drew a card.

"Sixth Aunt, please don't feel sorry for her losing money. She is the richest among us now." Huo Yuan touched a card.

"How can my small-time business compare to Sister Yuan's? Just one painting sold by Sister Yuan is enough for me to earn several months' salary."

Huo Yuan herself studied art and runs several galleries left by her mother at home and abroad, including top galleries such as Source Code, which have collaborated with her and represented hundreds of artists, many of whom are well-known figures in the art world.

"You are the only one who talks too much!" Huo Yuan said with a smile.

"Listen everyone, Sister Yuan is really domineering. She can talk to me and I can't talk to her." Su Xian complained.

Several people laughed.

Aunt Six sighed as she wiped the cards, "If you ask me, college students nowadays are too easy to deceive. Didn't we bust a women and children trafficking den a while ago? Recently, women's associations in various places have been checking the information and found that many of them are students. You didn't see what happened to the young girls who were once as beautiful as flowers? Most of them have mental illnesses, and some are even unwilling to cooperate with our investigation, thinking that kind of life is the right one. Their worldviews are distorted beyond recognition."

Some are reluctant to leave their children, some are too embarrassed to go home, and the worse problem is that they have become accustomed to this kind of life.

Su Xian pursed his lips, subconsciously avoiding such things.