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(Something Big in New Year (7)

“Huo Siqian sent me a red pocket…” Huo Mian showed her phone to Qin Chu; upon seeing the ‘13140’, Qin Chu’s expression darkened…

Huo Siqian was becoming more restless than ever…

However, Qin Chu chose not to say anything to Huo Mian, because he didn’t want her to feel pressured.

Yet, Huo Mian slowly began to notice changes in Huo Siqian’s behavior.

Ever since he married Song Yishi, their relationship became a little weird.

Huo Siqian never said anything, but the way he looked at Huo Mian was… interesting.

“Don’t be scared… it’s fine.” Qin Chu looked at Huo Mian worriedly as he tightened his right hand around hers.

Huo Mian didn’t say anything. Instead, she leaned on Qin Chu’s shoulder.

It was already 10:40 PM when they arrived at Sky Blessing Court.

Yang Meirong made the dumplings a long time ago and was waiting for the two to arrive before boiling them.

As soon as Qin Chu came in, Zhixin pulled him out to light up the fireworks…

Both their families’ fireworks were provided by GK; they were really beautiful.

They stood outside and watched for a while before going back in for dinner…

“Mom… Qin Chu and I were waiting for these dumplings, so I didn’t even fill myself up at his parents’.”

“You’re such a foodie.” Yang Meirong smiled and put another dumpling on Huo Mian’s plate.

“Mom… you’re favoring Sis, I want one too.” Zhixin pouted like a little child.

Yang Meirong gave one to Zhixin, and another one to Qin Chu…

“Thanks, Mom.” Qin Chu was polite.

“Ow! That really hurt…” Zhixin cried out as he spat out the coin in his mouth.

Placing coins in dumplings was a Northern tradition.

Normal families placed one 5-cent coin inside one dumpling. Apparently, whoever ate it was the lucky one in the family.

It seemed like Zhixin was the extremely lucky person…

“Humph, Zhixin got it this year again…” Huo Mian said, pretending to be angry.

“I’ll sell it to you for a hundred yuan, what do you think?” Zhixin waved his coin in the air.

Huo Mian pouted and pretended to be mad…

When she was eating the dumplings, however, she bit on something hard as well…

“Ouch!” Huo Mian was surprised to see the coin in her hand. “Mom, how many dumplings have coins in them?”

Before Yang Meirong said anything, Qin Chu quietly took the third coin out of his mouth…

“One for each of you, I hope the three of you can all be lucky people,” Yang Meirong slowly said, almost bringing tears to Huo Mian’s eyes.

“Mom…” She choked on her words.

Her mother was really considerate, putting coins in three dumplings.

She even made marks on those dumplings, so she could give each of them at least one.

Huo Mian always thought her mother was a ditzy woman; therefore, she was surprised to see her meticulous side.

After dinner, Yang Meirong took out three red pockets, one for each of them.

Huo Mian: “Happy new year mom, I hope you can be healthy forever.”

Qin Chu: “Happy new year mom, I hope you can always be happy.”

Zhixin: “Happy new year mom, I hope you can hold your grandchildren soon.”

“Little brat, why would you say that!” Huo Mian protested.

“Haha, I’m still young… I’ll have to pass that responsibility to you and my brother-in-law; you guys have to try harder!” Then, Zhixin picked up his red pocket and ran upstairs to WeChat his friends.

Huo Mian opened up the red pocket and snuck a peek; her mother gave them 10,000 yuan, which was a lot for her.

Qin Chu gave his red pocket to Huo Mian again; what a great husband!

Suddenly, someone knocked on the door…

Surprised, Huo Mian got up to open it.

“Hi, is this the home of Miss Huo Mian?”

“It is.”

“You have a package, please sign for it.” The delivery man placed a small box in Huo Mian’s hand.


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