The big brother's wife is actually a rich and powerful young master

The winter this year is particularly warm, and there is no snow until the New Year's Eve.

Yan Qing was lying on the window to put up window grilles, and Yin Sheng stood at the door to put up Spring Festival couplets.

This kind of decoration is not seen in Yin's house.

After all, Yin Sheng's villa is in a modern black, gray and white style. If the Spring Festival couplets with blessing characters were pasted on them, the two styles would be mixed and matched, which would be unsightly.

Yan Qing ran behind Yin Sheng, helped Yin Sheng stabilize the wooden ladder, and handed over a red banner.

It was rare for the quiet Tongzilou to become lively. The neighbors who went out to work came back to the nest where they lived. Many of them were old acquaintances of Yan Qing.

"Yan Qing?! You're back!"

A tall and thick man put down his luggage, pointed at Yan Qing and shouted in surprise.

"Brother Da Neng?!" Yan Qing waved excitedly at the other party, "I heard Uncle Fang say you moved out, so I thought you wouldn't come back."

"That's impossible. This is my home. My mother is here. I must come back."

After a long absence, Daneng just wanted to hook up with Yan Qing, when Yin Sheng separated him coldly: "Hello, Yin Sheng."

"Hello, hello." Da Neng stared at Yin Sheng's clean white hands, put them on his clothes and wiped them nervously, and then shook hands with Yin Sheng.

Yan Qing smiled and introduced Yin Sheng to Da Neng, and then talked about his relationship with Da Neng.

He and Da Neng have been good friends since they were young, and they often played together, but when they grew up, Da Neng didn't like reading, so he went out to work early. Speaking of Yan Qing's original job of mixing cement, Da Neng introduced him of.

"If it weren't for Da Neng, I wouldn't be able to raise the money for my mother's first surgery."

Yan Qing recalled the scene at that time, and even felt a little lingering fear.

Yin Sheng put his hand on Yan Qing's back, and patted Yan Qing's back comfortingly from top to bottom: "Auntie is already recovering, don't worry anymore."

With the tip of his nose red, Yan Qing nodded vigorously.

Da Neng stood in front of them, staring at Yin Sheng in bewilderment, suddenly clapped his hands together, and shouted loudly: "I remembered, Yan Qing, I have seen your friend!"

Yin Sheng is the richest man in the city, and most people may have seen his appearance on the Internet or TV news, and the two of them were not surprised by this.

But Da Neng is like this, how does it look like he has had close contact with Yin Sheng?

Yan Qing looked at Yin Sheng suspiciously, but Yin Sheng's expression clearly did not remember having any contact with Da Neng.

Yin Sheng frowned, carefully examining the disheveled worker in front of him.

Suddenly, a picture flashed in his mind, and he asked in a low voice, "Construction site?"

"Yes! You were injured at the time, Yan Qing took care of you, and the foreman wanted to come over to supervise his work, so I helped take the foreman away!"

Yan Qing looked at Da Neng in surprise, and whispered softly: "Why don't I remember this?"

He turned to Yin Sheng, pointed at himself with his index finger: "Before, we met before that?"

Yin Sheng hesitated for a while, and finally nodded: "Yes."

Da Neng patted Yan Qing's shoulder with a smile: "Of course you don't remember, you suffered from heat stroke at the back, and I carried you back."

***

On that day, Yin's new building officially started construction.

Yin Sheng has a habit of going to the site to take a look when construction starts.

It's just that Yin Sheng didn't expect that when he arrived at the construction site, he was knocked unconscious by a stone that fell from the sky.

After waking up, a small face with some mud marks appeared in front of his eyes.

"Are you okay?" The boy hugged Yin Sheng's neck, and wetted Yin Sheng with a wet tissue, "How do you feel?"

Yin Sheng just felt groggy at that time, unable to speak a word.

The boy wiped his face and hands with a wet towel over and over again. It wasn't until Yin Sheng regained consciousness a little that the boy showed a relieved smile.

"When I saw you, your helmet was dented, and you have to go to the hospital for an examination."

While rambling on, the young man checked whether Yin Sheng was okay elsewhere.

Yin Sheng only felt that the boy in front of him was especially cute.

It seemed that the boy didn't know him, but he took care of him with all his heart.

It was the first time Yin Sheng met such a sincere and passionate heart.

Just as he was about to speak, he heard a thick figure jumping out from the side: "Don't be lazy, the supervisor is here again!"

The young man pursed his lips, but had no choice but to go to work first, and he did not forget to tell Yin Sheng before he left.

"You just lie here for a while. If the supervisor asks, you can say that you have heat stroke. The supervisor is easy to talk to."

***

But Yin Sheng didn't expect that later, he wanted to find the boy and thank him personally, but he heard from the boy's co-workers that the boy had quit work.

And within a week, the teenager did not show up at the construction site.

Even the supervisor didn't know the boy's name, and the other workers couldn't tell why.

He simply took this "adventure" as a dream.

Until that day in his villa, he met Yan Qing who wanted to leave in a hurry.

"You didn't recognize me when we met. I thought you didn't remember me, so I didn't mention it."

Facing Yan Qing's big round eyes, Yin Sheng felt cramped for the first time.

Yan Qing's eyes widened, and after listening to Yin Sheng's narration in surprise, he couldn't help but chuckle: "I went to work for the first time that day, and then I suffered from heatstroke, and I didn't return to the construction site until a week later."

As for the supervisor and the workers, it was because he was underage that he didn't share any information about him with outsiders.

Yan Qing had mixed feelings in his heart. He and Yin Sheng met for the first time so long ago. He didn't expect that after regretting that they missed each other, they would meet again by chance.

Yan Qing sweetly curled the corners of her mouth, and leaned in front of Yin Sheng: "I didn't expect that I would save the richest man in the country. Moreover, this richest man can still remember me after a whole year."

"Of course I remember you." Yin Cheng pursed his lips and smiled, gently pressing Yan Qing's cheek with his thumb, "When I woke up, I thought I was dead."

"Why?" Yan Qing was puzzled.

"Because I saw an angel."

Yin Sheng said lightly, and went into the room to continue posting blessing characters, leaving Yan Qing blushing, and hurriedly explaining the relationship between the two of them to Da Neng.

"Oh, I know, you guys are same-sex marriage, right? It's very popular now!"

"Brother Da Neng, can you keep your voice down? Please!"

The thin-skinned Yan Qing couldn't stand Da Neng's extroversion, so he had to say a few casual words to prevaricate Da Neng, and quickly withdrew and returned to the room.

"Yin Sheng! The Spring Festival couplets at the door are not pasted properly, they are about to fall!"

***

"What is playing for you is the Spring Festival Gala."

On the TV that was finally repaired, the scene of the Spring Festival Gala was broadcast live.

Yan Qing cooked a large bowl of dumplings, brought them in front of the TV, and watched the Spring Festival Gala with Yin Sheng on a lazy sofa.

There is really no place to sit in this house, and the alleys in the village in the city are narrow, and other large objects cannot be moved in at all.

Yin Sheng asked someone to vacuum compress this big lazy sofa and put it in, so that Yan Qing could have a place to lie down while reading.

On New Year's Eve, Yan Qing specially cooked dumplings, and it was exactly eight o'clock when Yin Sheng finished his business.

Turn on the TV, and familiar programs come into view.

Yan Qing put the dumplings on the table with a smile: "I made two kinds of fillings, pork and cabbage and shiitake mushrooms and shrimps. I put a coin in each filling."

Yin Sheng raised his eyebrows and pulled the dumpling bowl to the center of the table: "Then what if I eat two?"

"That means you are very lucky, and God favors you."

Yan Qing brought two large white bowls filled with balsamic vinegar and two pairs of chopsticks, and asked Yin Sheng to eat between them, while he put down the chopsticks first, took out his notebook and wrote down the program list for the Spring Festival first.

Yin Sheng turned his head and glanced, Yan Qing was counting the time to do the questions between the shows.

"Do you want to work so hard?"

Yin Sheng frowned. He knew that Yan Qing was either studying or doing homework every day. Even on New Year's Eve, he had to hurry up to study, so he couldn't help but feel distressed.

"Just for a while, take advantage of the fragmented time." Yan Qing closed the notebook and hid the notebook behind his back guiltily.

As soon as the singing and dancing on TV ended, he immediately picked up a sketch. In order to avoid the topic, Yan Qing quickly grabbed Yin Sheng's arm and made Yin Sheng focus on watching TV.

Yin Sheng watched the TV, put one arm behind Yan Qing, and rested his chin on Yan Qing's shoulder.

Yan Qing nervously avoided Yin Sheng's intimacy, and stuffed a big dumpling into Yin Sheng's mouth.

"Click!"

The crisp sound made Yin Sheng dumbfounded. He took out the coin in his mouth, smiled and wiped it with a tissue and put it on the table.

"You really hide it very deeply." Yin Sheng smiled lightly, "It's a good thing I didn't bite too hard."

Yan Qing helped him wash the coins, and simply blinked: "It's interesting if you don't see it."

Yin Sheng shook his head helplessly, and ate the dumplings that Yan Qing gave him one by one.

"Slap." Another coin.

Yin Sheng was surprised. He picked up the dumpling wrapper that wrapped the coins and observed carefully, only to find that the folds on the top were wrapped in another way.

But this difference, although Yin Sheng who eats dumplings does not know, but Yan Qing who makes dumplings must know.

Yin Sheng sighed in a low voice, wrapped the slender Yan Qing in his arms, and suddenly hugged the boy's waist tightly: "You're very lucky?"

Yan Qing didn't speak, but his cheeks turned red.

Yin Sheng let go of Yan Qing, and looked directly into the youth's clear eyes: "God loves me?"

I'm afraid it's not God's preference for him, but Yan Qing's preference for him.

Yin Sheng never expected that after living for 26 years, he would be treated as a child by someone younger than him for the first time.

Yan Qing pursed his lips, didn't speak, just smiled.

His idea was very simple, he was lucky enough, met Yin Sheng, healed his mother's illness, and could go back to school.

Now, his wish is to enable Yin Sheng to realize his dream, but he doesn't know what Yin Sheng's dream is.

Then give Yin Sheng your luck.

The sound of counting down from zero came from the TV: "Five, four, three..."

Yan Qing looked out of the window, small white dots fell on the ground one after another, and the pure white snowflakes merged with the big red window grilles he pasted.

He held Yin Sheng's hand and pointed out the window.

"Two, one!"

"Yin Sheng, it's snowing! Happy New Year!"

The author has something to say: I'm sorry for being late, I'm too busy at work today, bow to everyone!terribly sorry!