Begins health as a slag cannon fodder [Transmigration Book]

The night before New Year's Eve, the streets are extremely lively, and the small shops on both sides have been replaced with new couplets, implying a booming business in the new year.

Song Jianyu took his three sons to buy new clothes. As usual, he acted as the shopkeeper and only paid for it.

There are a lot of new clothes in the clothing store, and Song Yao has taken a fancy to a white sweater among the adult models, the fabric is soft and warm.

"Brother." Song Yao took the clothes and walked over to find Song Yingxia, who was picking out clothes for Song Nuonuo.

"Well, what's wrong?" Song Yingxia looked up at Song Yao and asked.

"This dress seems to suit you quite well." Song Yao held up the dress in her hand, "Do you want to try it?"

Song Yingxia took the clothes without making any gestures on her body, and walked directly into the changing room, "Okay, then look at Nuo Nuo."

"okay."

"Is big brother going to buy new clothes too?" Song Nuonuo raised her head and asked Song Yao.

"Yes." Song Yao knelt down and asked him, "Does Nuo Nuo have any favorite clothes?"

Song Nuonuo pointed to a piece of clothing hanging on the wall, "Nuonuo likes this one."

Song Yao looked in the direction Song Nuonuo pointed, and saw a very cute little dinosaur jumpsuit.

"Don't you have one at home?" Song Yao remembered that Song Nuonuo had worn it once before, when there was a little dinosaur running around at home that day.

"Nuo Nuo wants to change to wear it."

Song Yao smiled helplessly, "OK."

Song Nuonuo got her favorite little dinosaur clothes, and didn't look at other clothes.

Song Yao had no choice but to see if there were any clothes suitable for Song Nuonuo.

The store manager came over, raised a professional smile, and said to Song Yao and Song Nuonuo: "There are drinks and desserts in the lounge, young master and young master can have a taste."

"Okay, thank you."

Song Nuonuo's eyes lit up when she heard that there was a small cake to eat, and she turned to Song Yao and said, "Brother, I want to eat cake with the store manager's sister!"

"Go."

Song Jianyu was also there, so Song Yao didn't worry about Song Nuonuo's safety.

Song Yao wandered around, he had a lot of unworn clothes in his closet, so he didn't plan to buy any more.

While waiting for Song Yingxia to come out, Song Yao walked around and saw a gray sweater with a cartoon print on the chest.

The clerk standing not far away saw Song Yao stop for a while, and when she came forward, she heard Song Yao say: "Hello, is there a larger size for this dress?"

"Yes." The clerk was stunned after speaking, "Actually, this size is quite suitable for you."

The clerk also felt that it might be a little loose.

Song Yao smiled, "No, I bought it for someone else."

The clerk subconsciously thought that Song Yao was buying it for Song Yingxia, and said, "Wait a moment."

Song Yao took a photo of the clothes and sent it to Pei Lin.

[Rumour: Does it look good? 】

[PP: Looks good. 】

After Pei Lin finished sending this sentence, he made a voice call to Song Yao.

"Song Yao, have you had dinner yet?"

"Eat. What about you? It should be morning over there, right?"

"Well, nine o'clock in the morning." Pei Lin looked at the photo Song Yao sent, "Go shopping for clothes with your family?"

"Yes, my dad said that we will buy new clothes for the New Year." Song Yao smiled helplessly, "I still have a lot of new clothes in my closet that I haven't worn, so I don't plan to buy them."

"You can buy it." Pei Lin also said with a smile, "The clothes in the photo you sent me just now are pretty, do you want to buy them?"

"I want to buy it because I want to buy it." Song Yao took the sweater that was one size larger from the clerk, thanked her and continued to tell Pei Lin, "But it's not for me, it's for giving away."

"Who is it for?"

"I won't tell you." Song Yao looked over the details of the clothes, and after confirming that there were no major flaws, handed the clothes to the clerk, "I want this one too."

"Ok."

Pei Lin listened to the conversation between Song Yao and the clerk, and said, "Have you decided to buy it?"

"Well, it's decided." Song Yao looked at the other clothes again.

"Alright then." Pei Lin glanced at his kitchen, "I have something to do here, I'll talk to you later."

"alright, bye."

"Bye-Bye."

On New Year's Eve, Song Yao stood at the bottom holding a couplet, and beside her was Song Nuonuo who was sitting in a small car.

"It seems to be a little crooked." Song Yao took a few steps back, the sun is very good today, he squinted his eyes and looked, "Brother, turn to the right slightly to straighten."

Song Nuonuo repeats the machine: "Brother, a little bit to the right!"

After posting the couplets, Song Yao and Song Yingxia came to the kitchen to help.

Song Yingxia looked at the pile of ingredients on the stage and said, "Dad, you don't need to cook so much, just make a few simple dishes."

"How can you cook just a few dishes on New Year's Eve." Song Jianyu said disapprovingly, "If you didn't allow me, I would still make a Buddha jumping over the wall."

Song Yingxia: "..."

Song Yao whispered to Song Yingxia: "Brother, just let Dad play freely."

Song Yingxia said: "I'm afraid that if I cook too much, it will be a waste."

"It's okay, you can eat more tonight." Song Yao saw Song Nuonuo driving a car parked at the door of the kitchen, "Nuonuo eat more tonight."

"Okay!" Song Nuonuo didn't know what his brother was talking about, but it couldn't affect his support.

Tonight's dishes were made by three people together, and the kitchen was very lively. The dishes were placed on the table one by one, almost filling the whole table.

Song Nuonuo sat in his exclusive baby chair, holding a small spoon in one hand and a small fork in the other, and shouted loudly: "Nuonuo is hungry!"

"Drink the soup. Nuo Nuo, let your elder brother or elder brother give you a small bowl of soup for you to drink." Song Jianyu said, "Nuo Nuo do it yourself!" The spoon was held down.

Song Yao took his bowl and small spoon, and gave him a small bowl of soup, "We can eat soon, Nuo Nuo will have some soup first."

Song Nuonuo blinked, "Okay."

The meal in the evening was very rich, Song Jianyu stood up and took a photo of the dishes on the table.

Song Yao thought for a few seconds, then picked up the mobile phone that was put aside, clicked on WeChat, and as expected, she saw her father's profile picture in the dynamic circle of friends.

Song Yao clicked in, and the first new post in the circle of friends was posted by his father, and he even saw his brother in the likes.

Song Yao looked up and saw the picture of Song Yingxia pressing the black phone, "..."

Song Jianyu: "Okay, okay, let's eat."

After the meal, Song Jianyu took out boxes of new red envelopes and called his three sons to help wrap the red envelopes together.

Song Yao looked at Song Yingxia stuffing five one-hundred pieces into the red envelope, and asked curiously, "Brother, are you wrapping it for relatives?"

"No, the ones for relatives are at Dad's." Song Yingxia said.

"Then who is this for?"

Song Jianyu said: "If you run into the children of friends you don't know very well on the road, you can give them to them."

Song Ballad:? ?

five hundred?For the child of a friend you don't know very well? ?

Song Yao admitted that he was sour, the thickest red envelope he ever received in his previous life was two hundred.

"How much will the relative's children pay?" Song Yao asked nervously with clenched fists.

"A minimum of one thousand."

Song Yao groaned and fell back on the sofa, startling Song Nuonuo who was sitting on the floor blanket, "What's wrong, brother?"

Song Yao covered her heart and said weakly, "Let brother take it easy."

A minimum of 1000 yuan in red envelopes...

Song Yao waited for a while before sitting up again, "I've recovered, I can continue to make red envelopes."

At twelve noon in country F, Pei Lin received a crying emoticon pack from Song Yao, and even scrolled through several of them.

Pei Lin had just finished washing the dishes. After eating, he and his father were driven by Ms. Pei to wash the dishes.

[PP: What's wrong? 】

[Rumour: I (lemon) is gone. 】

[Pp: Touch your head, so what are you crying about? 】

[Rumor: Let me ask you, if your family makes red envelopes, what is the minimum amount to give to relatives or others? 】

Pei Lin didn't know why Song Yao asked this, but he still answered truthfully: "The minimum is one thousand."

After seeing the reply, Song Yao pulled up the quilt and covered her face.

【Rumor: Okay...】

Pei Lin was paralyzed on the sofa. Ms. Pei saw her son holding the phone and typing with a smile on his face, she understood, and said, "Xiao Lin."

"Huh?" Pei Lin looked sideways at his mother.

"Are you chatting with Xiaoyao?"

Pei Lin hummed first, but after realizing it, he felt strange why Ms. Pei's tone was so sure that he was chatting with Song Yao.

Ms. Pei knew what Pei Lin was thinking at a glance, and said with an elegant smile, "I guess."

Pei Lin: "..."

"Wait for the next holiday, bring Xiaoyao here to play and stay for a few days." Ms. Pei said.

"The next room is the end of the college entrance examination." Pei Lin said.

"Isn't that just right? When you're on vacation, you can go on a high school graduation trip."

Pei Lin replied vaguely, "Let's talk about it later."

Ms. Pei saw that he didn't want to say more, and she had some guesses in her heart. She glanced at Mr. Pei who was still tidying up in the kitchen, and waved to Pei Lin to let him sit closer.

Pei Lin: "?"

"Son, let me ask you, are you with Xiao Yao?"

Pei Lin was stunned for a second, then he looked at his mother, "Why do you ask this?"

Ms. Pei snorted coldly and said, "Aren't I afraid that you won't find a wife in the future?"

Pei Lin had no choice but to say, "Mom."

Ms. Pei waved her hand and said, "Okay, okay, I just think Xiaoyao is such a cute boy, if you don't hold on tight, someone else will snatch him away."

Pei Lin sneered, "Who doesn't know that Song Yao is cute."

Ms. Pei rolled her eyes so elegantly, and sighed: "Yes, if he is really with you, I suddenly feel a little pity for the cute Xiao Yao."

Pei Lin: "..."

What a real mother.

On the day of the Spring Festival, after Song Yao woke up, she picked up her phone to check the time, and replied to Pei Lin's message. Then she got up, picked up the clothes that were stacked at the end of the bed, changed, and went downstairs with her slippers on.

There was no one in the living room, Song Yao found her family members in the kitchen.

"Do you want to eat glutinous rice balls or dumplings?" Song Jianyu asked, "What would you like to eat?"

"Nuo Nuo wants to eat dumplings."

"Let's cook a little." Song Yingxia said.

Song Jianyu bent down and took out a pack of dumplings and glutinous rice balls, and asked, "Where is Xiaoyao? Haven't gotten up yet?"

"Get up." Song Yao, who hadn't spoken just now, said.

Song Nuonuo turned her head to see Song Yao standing at the door, with a big smile on her face, "Brother, Happy New Year!"

Song Yao hugged Song Nuonuo, who was dressed redly, "Happy New Year."

This is his first New Year with his family.