I transmigrated into the male protagonist's white moonlight in a book

On the [-]th day, Tang Lin became the last person in his family to get up for an unprecedented time, and even Tang Jianyu got up earlier than him.

Tang Jianyu was wearing a bright red Mickey sweater, with his legs crossed, and leaned on the sofa to follow the drama without any image.

Seeing his bright body, Tang Lin burst out laughing, "Where did you find the clothes?"

"Don't worry, you have them too. Your mother bought them, and each person has several."

After Tang Jianyu gloated, he pouted at Tang Jiancheng. Only then did Tang Lin realize that his father was also wearing such a suit, and he was still working happily in the kitchen.

"I can't come, I can't come." Tang Lin shook his head in fright, turned his head and ran to the bathroom with his shoes on.When he came out after washing, he found that everyone in the family was wearing this series except him and Grandpa Tang.

Naturally, Tang Jianyu didn't let him go. While talking about dear and loving family, he tugged at his sleeves and insisted on changing him into a red Mickey sweater.

A few sporadic firecrackers sounded outside the window, which was mixed with the laughter of children, which made it very festive.The Tang family happily sat around the dining table and had a hearty breakfast together, which was not too early.

Tang Lin has always liked to celebrate the New Year, and feels that the whole family sits together like this, and it makes them happy just looking at it.

After dinner, Tang Jianyu organized a few people to play poker.He was with the old man, and Tang Lin was with his father. They were all father and son.

They are playing upgrades, two decks of cards, the kind of game that depends on the suit than the main deck, and needs to be counted.This kind of gameplay is more troublesome. It not only depends on luck, but also needs to remember the cards, and the brain must be flexible.

The three of the Tang family, father and son, can be regarded as old Jiang Hu, who have experienced in shopping malls since they were young. Although Tang Jianyu has been in the entertainment industry, he can't help being a little fox who was brought up by the old fox since he was a child.A few people are naturally sensitive to numbers, playing this game is like opening the eyes of the sky, and the cards they memorize make Tang Lin look like the scum of Zhan Wu, which is quite cruel.

He plays cards by feeling, and his luck is always mediocre. As a result, he lost almost all the red envelopes given by the old man yesterday.

Tang Jianyu's luck this year was not ordinary. He was very lucky and he was a fox brain. After a while, the table was full of Tang Lin's money.

Fortunately, Tang Lin's brand is good, so he doesn't get upset if he loses, and he still has fun playing.

When he was in the middle of playing, the mobile phone that was put aside suddenly rang.

Tang Lin didn't even need to look at it. When calling at this point, there was no one else but Zhou Jingchen.

Seeing that he was going to answer the phone, Yang Ying eagerly took the cards and joined the heated battle with her sleeves rolled up.

Tang Lin found a quiet place and connected the phone.

"How about playing poker? How about losing?" Zhou Jingchen said lazily, and Tang Lin instantly imagined this guy leaning on the recliner in the bedroom, bored and lazy.

"It's almost lost." Tang Lin smiled, and took out his pocket. There was only a shriveled red envelope inside, which was poorly wrapped with two hundred yuan bills.Their family likes to use pink and tender bills when they play poker, and they don't like to transfer money by mobile phone. In the words of the old man, they just don't know the real thing.

"It's okay, I'll help you win back later."

"Forget it, after last year's bloody lesson, my uncle probably doesn't want to play with you anymore." Tang Lin thought of how Tang Jianyu was won by Zhou Jingchen for nearly half a year's living expenses last year, and in the end even his coat was mortgaged to him at a discount. He smiled unkindly.

Zhou Jingchen was in an inexplicably good mood when he heard his smile. After a while, he opened his mouth and said, "Your uncle's boyfriend is named Yan Xiao."

"Yan Xiao? Yan Xiao is my uncle's boyfriend..." Tang Lin opened his mouth half-opened in astonishment. After a while, he exclaimed, "He hides really deep enough!"

No wonder he was shocked, compared to Tang Jianyu, a behind-the-scenes worker who is "unknown" in front of the public, Yan Xiao is still a bit hot.He came from a major, because he played an infatuated and lovable role in an ancient puppet show half a year ago, and suddenly became popular on the Internet.

Tang Lin knew this because this person was Zhao Pinting's male god, and that girl was so obsessed with him, she seemed to be a member of his support club.

Tang Lin hesitated and said, "Then he...he and your uncle?"

"Uncle said he didn't know that Yan Xiao had a boyfriend, but a friend had a dinner some time ago, accompanied by a few celebrities, and Yan Xiao was there too. After the meal, the two went to the hotel..."

Zhou Jingchen didn't go into too much detail, but Tang Lin also guessed a general idea.Although he is not familiar with Zhou Yandong, that person is not honest at first glance, let alone a man who knows why they are going to the hotel, they can't just fight the landlord together!

Although he felt a little uncomfortable, he felt aggrieved that his brother-in-law was so arrogant and arrogant, so he was greened like this.But this matter can't be slapped even a slap, and adults have to pay for their actions.Although Zhou Yandong had problems, Yan Xiao's problems were not small.Fortunately, Tang Jianyu broke up with Yan Xiao because of this matter, and did not continue to entangle.

After a while, Tang Lin took the lead to break the silence, changed the subject, and asked, "Is Zhou Zhe here?"

After he received the news from Tang Jiancheng last night, he immediately reported it to the other party. Zhou Jingchen didn't respond at all, and it seemed that he should have known it earlier.

"Here we come." Zhou Jingchen's tone was flat, as if the person he was talking about was a stranger who had nothing to do with him.

"Then be careful, this kid is full of bad water, be careful that he holds back his big moves."

There was a hmm on the other end of the phone, and after a while, there was some teasing in the deep voice, "I'm not afraid to hold back my big moves, isn't there you?"

Tang Lin gave a puzzled 'Ah', and then continued to say, "Didn't you say that every cause has its fruit... Your retribution is me? Aren't you Zhou Zhe's retribution!"

He blushed immediately when he heard the words. With such a second grade line, he really dared to say anything because of his young age!

There was a sudden burst of enthusiastic laughter in the living room, which was also mixed with Tang Jianyu's yelling.

Tang Lin listened intently, although he couldn't quite hear what was said, but it was nothing more than something like 'the dead card fell to the ground', 'don't take it back' and the like.

Zhou Jingchen seemed to have heard it too. He was silent for a while and said, "Uncle Tang...do you want to come?"

Tang Lin knew what he was worried about, and smiled pretending not to know, "Jean, you don't know him yet! You bought me a lot of things and asked me to be filial to the old man."

There was no sound on the other end of the phone, only shallow breathing remained. After a while, Zhou Jingchen said softly, "Tang Lin."

"Ok?"

"It's okay, I'll pick you up in the third grade of junior high school."

The two of them continued chatting one after another, and it wasn't a nutritious topic, but the chat started.It wasn't until Tang Jianyu called Tang Lin's name in the living room that he finally hung up the phone.

Zhou Jingchen listened to Didi's notification tone on the phone, and didn't put down the phone for a long time

He leaned under the recliner by the floor-to-ceiling windows, eyelashes slightly drooping, looking at the familiar cars downstairs, and the familiar and unfamiliar people getting off the cars.

The room was very quiet, in stark contrast to the lively atmosphere downstairs.

He wrapped the blanket around his body, and his gentle expression gradually faded away...

Tang Jiancheng, a businessman with some superstitions, paid a high price early years ago to buy incense from a relatively famous temple of the God of Wealth near the imperial capital.

So before dawn on the first day of the new year, I took Tang Lin and the old lady to drive to Shangxiang.

Tang Lin is familiar with this matter once, and he has followed Tang Jiancheng many times in the past few years, so he is also familiar with these series of operation routines.

There are monks waiting for them at the gate of the temple. In a well-known temple like theirs, there are many people who grab the first incense every year.Therefore, the temple keeps pace with the times and engages in auctions, but they don't spend the money indiscriminately, and usually use it to renovate the temple.

There are other people outside the main hall, a middle-aged man with a round figure, who is talking with a family and an old master.

Tang Lin looked familiar, and after a few more glances, he realized that it was Xu Mao, his father's competitor.This person is considered a powerful figure in the imperial capital, and has been featured in various business magazines and financial channels.In the early years, he had been suppressing the Tang family, but later Tang Jiancheng clung to Zhou's family, and took advantage of this shareholder style to establish a relationship with the Ministry of Natural Resources, and gradually regained a few rounds.

Like Tang Jiancheng, Xu Mao used to come to bid for the head incense of the Temple of Fortune.The two are on par, this year is yours, next year is mine, they are in rotation with each other.

The two families greeted each other for a while, Xu Mao pointed at his son and said with a smile, "The college entrance examination will be in next semester, bring him here to say goodbye."

This temple not only enshrines the statue of the God of Wealth, but also some other gods, such as Manjushri.Generally, those whose children are going to take the college entrance examination, their parents will bring them here early to say goodbye.

Tang Jiancheng said a few polite words, and seeing that the time was almost up, he took Tang Lin to the Temple of Wealth with a special tribute incense, and the other party took the child to Wenshu Monastery.

The old lady also believed in these things. After they finished praying, she took Tang Lin to walk around the temple and bowed to each of them.Then arranged the tribute fruits and flowers, and invited a few Buddha lamps to mutter.

Tang Lin was so close that he could see the petition on the old lady's red paper when he looked up.

In addition to wishing the family safety and Yang Ying's smooth delivery, what she wrote the most was that she hoped that his uncle would get married and have a family soon and have a baby.

Thinking of Tang Jianyu's sexual orientation, he pursed his lips and did not dare to speak.

This wish is really difficult for a bodhisattva. This is not a childbirth article. Tang Jianyu's boyfriend should not have the ability.

After waiting for several people to pray, Tang Lin returned home in the faint morning light.

Because he got up too early, he was very sleepy at the moment, so after changing his clothes, he nestled back into the bed and took a good night's sleep.When I woke up, it was already past one in the afternoon.

There was a lot of noise downstairs, Tang Lin knew the second aunt's family had arrived as soon as he heard the ear-piercing scream.

He was lying on the bed and really didn't want to go downstairs, so he changed his position and turned the phone out.

There were a flood of WeChat text messages for New Year's greetings on the phone. He found a similar one, deleted and deleted it, added his own words, and forwarded it directly.However, he sent red envelopes directly to a few people who had a good relationship with him.

Tang Lin felt that the relationship was so good, it would be too empty to say those forwarded blessings, and it was far less beneficial than the red envelopes.But there are not many, 166, 188, just make sense.

After sending out all of them, he discovered that Du Yun also sent him a red envelope for New Year's greetings early in the morning, and the amount was still the same as what he had given.

Facing the red envelope, Tang Lin suddenly felt strange.He couldn't tell what was so strange about it, but he felt that some of Du Yun's little habits seemed to be very similar to him.And this person also knows his temperament very well, as if...they have known each other for a long time.

But he has only known Du Yun for half a year!

Tang Lin shook his head, thinking that he might really have slept too much.

In this way, the second year of middle school was lively and lively at home, and when it was the third day of junior high school, Zhou Jingchen came to their house early in the morning with things to celebrate the new year.

After Tang Lin received the letter, he waited downstairs early. He watched the man get out of the car, and hurriedly went up to meet him.

Zhou Jingchen saw that he was dressed in red, and then looked at the red down jacket of the same style that Yang Ying bought on his body. He pursed his lips and smiled, and deliberately leaned into his ear, saying ambiguously, "I brought a betrothal gift to welcome the bride!"