Chapter 18

On the morning of the first day of the new year, it is undoubtedly not allowed to sleep in. Song Weiyi was woken up by her mother at 07:30 in the morning. She originally wanted to lie in bed for a while, but she was told by her mother: "Sleep in on the first day of the new year, you Get really lazy every year!"

Song Weiyi dazedly took her mother's hand and sat up with strength, and smiled a little tiredly: "Listening to what mother says is better than studying for seven years."

Ye Shenghua patted Song Weiyi's face who was still confused, and urged: "Okay, get up and pack up, I'll go and see your brother, just woke him up, he seems to be asleep again!"

Song Weiyi sat on the bed for more than ten minutes before she really woke up. She walked slowly to the bathroom, tidied up carefully and quickly put on a light makeup before bouncing up to the first floor.

As soon as Song Weiyi arrived downstairs, she met Grandma Song who was carrying dumplings. She took them and put them on the table, then hugged grandma's arm affectionately and walked to the kitchen.

Song Weiyi looked at the dumpling for a while but didn't realize what kind of stuffing it was, and asked, "Is this made of pork and green onions?"

Grandma Song replied: "There are pork and green onions that you like, and celery and pork that Xiao Zhi likes."

"Grandma is so kind." Song Weiyi let out a 'baji' and kissed Grandma Song.

After breakfast, Song Weiyi pulled Song Weizhi to kowtow twice to the grandparents sitting on the sofa, and smiled and sent auspicious words: "Grandpa and grandma, Happy New Year."

"Congratulations to Grandpa and Grandma"

Song Weiyi raised her head, and then the two said in unison: "Happy New Year, everything goes well, good health, long life, here are the red envelopes!"

"Okay, okay." Grandpa Song and Grandma Song handed out two red envelopes by themselves.

Grandma Song sent them blessings: "Grandma also wishes my grandson and granddaughter a happy new year, academic progress, good health and all the best."

Grandpa Song said happily from the side: "Grandpa seconded the proposal!"

"Thank you, grandpa and grandma." The two thanked each other and ran to the kitchen to ask their parents for red envelopes.

"Mom and Dad."

Seeing that the two were about to kneel down, Ye Shenghua quickly stopped them: "All right, all right, stop kneeling, just stand and talk."

"Bless Mom and Dad"

The two said in unison: "Happy New Year, good health, progress in career, here are the red envelopes!"

"We also wish the two babies a happy new year, good health and all the best." Ye Shenghua took out two thick red envelopes.

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, the neighbors would visit everywhere. The two of them didn't like to deal with the neighbor's questioning, so they took the red envelopes and ran to the alley early to have fun.

Song Weiyi thought about their family's mutual New Year's greetings, spread his hands and said helplessly: "We are really a family, and the New Year's greetings are all the same."

"It's good to be sincere." Song Weizhi threw a firecracker forward, then ran over to step on him, and the firecracker made a muffled sound under his feet.

Song Weiyi slapped him lightly on the back of the head, reminding him: "Be careful, don't blow you up."

"Don't worry." Song Weizhi repeated the action just now, but this time he lost it a little far, before he could step on it, the firecracker exploded at his feet, Song Weizhi was so frightened that he backed away abruptly , stepped on Song Weiyi's foot who was wearing new shoes.

Song Weizhi knew that he had caused trouble, so he didn't dare to move his foot on her shoe.

Song Weiyi slowly clenched her fists, gnashed her teeth and said, "Song! Wei! Zhi! Don't take your stinky feet away!"

Song Weizhi jumped out in fright, she looked down at a big shoe print on her white shoes, and suddenly raised her voice: "Tell you, don't play like this, don't play like this!" Song Weiyi glanced at his feet and asked Said: "Did it blow you up?"

Song Weizhi shook his head dully.

Song Weiyi sighed helplessly: "Go back and clean my shoes for me, or you will look good on them."

Song Weizhi immediately approached with a flattering smile: "Good sister, I will definitely clean it up for you."

What Song Weiyi didn't notice was that half a furry head protruded from the wall at the corner. When Xue An'an was still wondering whether he should go to say hello to his beautiful sister, Qi Nian appeared behind him at some point. Suddenly said: "What are you doing?"

Xue An'an was so frightened that he sat down on his buttocks, and when he saw that the speaker was his uncle, he put his hips on his hips and scolded him: "Uncle, do you know that it's scary for you to speak so suddenly!"

Song Weiyi noticed the movement here and walked over. She saw Xue An'an sitting on the ground with his hips crossed and hurried over to help him. She helped Xue An'an dust off his body and said, "Mr. Qi, even if An An did it Whatever makes you angry, you can’t push him down, children are for education, not for beating.”

What's more, you are still a people's teacher!
Qi Nian, who only said four words from the beginning to the end, was wronged to death after hearing Song Weiyi's words, but he was not in a hurry to defend himself, he leaned lazily against the wall, and asked her with a smile on the corner of his mouth, "How did you see that I Pushed this little guy down?"

Song Weiyi gave him a cold look: "There are you and An An here, could it be that he fell down by himself?"

After finishing speaking, Song Weiyi saw Qi Nian's expression as if she was watching a joke when she looked at her. After realizing it, her face suddenly turned red, and she lowered her head to glance at Xue An'an.

Xue Anan nodded slowly.

Song Weiyi covered her face with one hand in embarrassment, and stammered: "I'm sorry, Teacher Qi."

"It's okay." Qi Nian didn't care at all, he straightened up and was about to leave, but when he saw Song Weiyi's shy and embarrassed expression, he suddenly wanted to tease him, so he walked up to Song Weiyi and put on a look of acceptance on purpose. A very hurt look: "Child, I feel very sad when you think of me like this!"

This address made Song Weiyi dumbfounded, she repeated it in disbelief: "Child?" Then she said: "I'm already 21 years old, you call me a child?!"

"if not?"

"Then why do you call my child An An?"

Qi Nian looked at Xue An'an with narrowed eyes and smiled: "Little brat."

"Uncle!" Xue An'an didn't like this title very much.

Song Weiyi ignored his protest, because he was indeed a kid, and her cheeks puffed up because of this title: "Then you can't call me a kid, I'm already 21 years old, you can call me a kid when you are old. My child!"

Now even his parents don't know that he is a child, okay?
"I'm 27 years old."

Song Weiyi muttered: "Then you can't call me a child."

"Okay." Qi Nian's tone rose a bit, and when he turned around to leave, he smiled and said, "Child."

"Same year!"

The girl's angry voice mixed with the man's successful prank laughter echoed in the air and slowly drifted away.

(End of this chapter)

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