Ah! Running into the book I wrote to chase the evil female supporting role

On New Year's Eve, Chen Menglian got up early in the morning and began to prepare the New Year's Eve dinner.

This was the first New Year spent with Liu Muye's family, so Chen Menglian took it very seriously.

Han Juyou woke up at around eight o'clock.

Liu Muye, who was lying next to her, was still sleeping soundly. Han Juyou didn't bother to disturb him, but tiptoed to get out of bed first.

After washing up, she went downstairs to the kitchen to help her mother.

It is the Chinese New Year now. The caregivers who had served Chen Menglian before have all gone home to celebrate the New Year. Liu Muye cannot recruit a new nanny or cook, otherwise Chen Menglian would not be cooking alone in the kitchen.

While Chen Menglian was cutting vegetables, she asked, "Why did you wake up so early?"

"I went to bed early last night, so I got up early."

Han Juyou lowered her head and carefully peeled apart the vegetable leaves, cleaning the gaps in the leaves where mud and sand were easily hidden. She worked very skillfully and finished washing a handful of vegetables in no time. She neatly stacked the washed vegetables into the drain basket and then hung it aside. It was obvious that she did this kind of work often.

After being silent for a while, Chen Menglian suddenly asked, "You and Xiao Liu stayed in the same room last night, right?"

"Ahh, uh, yes."

Han Juyou became a little nervous. Although her mother had already met the other party's parents and had no objection to her current relationship, for some reason, she would get a little nervous every time her mother asked about Liu Muye.

Perhaps this is the deep-rooted influence left by the fact that teachers and parents always teach Chinese children not to fall in love too early when they are young.

So much so that when I grow up, I am always afraid that my parents will find out that I am in a relationship.

Han Juyou lowered her voice a little and continued, "He is afraid of the dark and dares not sleep alone at night, so he insists that I accompany him."

"Oh." Chen Menglian simply responded and said nothing more.

Seeing that his mother did not ask any further questions, Han Juyou immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Just as she breathed a sigh of relief, she heard her mother say quietly, "Young man, you must take protective measures and exercise moderation."

Hearing her mother's words, Han Juyou's face flushed instantly. She lowered her head in embarrassment and whispered, "I, we just slept in each other's arms last night. We didn't do anything."

"Uh..." After hearing her daughter's words, it was Chen Menglian's turn to feel embarrassed. Her voice became much softer, "Then... then remember to take protective measures next time."

As soon as the words fell, the kitchen fell into deathly silence, and even the air around them was a little awkward.

Han Juyou didn't know where to put her hands. She washed them in the sink for a long time before agreeing, "Oh, okay. If nothing else, I'll go watch TV."

Chen Menglian also felt embarrassed, so she immediately agreed: "Go ahead, go ahead, Mom is enough in the kitchen alone."

Han Juyou ran out of the kitchen dejectedly. After a while, Chen Menglian prepared a breakfast - no, two, and walked out of the kitchen.

"Go call Xiao Liu down, get up and have breakfast before going to sleep."

"good."

Just as Han Juyou was about to go upstairs, Liu Muye came down from upstairs.

"Morning, baby!"

Liu Muye yawned and went downstairs.

Not long after Han Juyou woke up, Liu Muye also woke up, but he didn't want to get up and just stayed in bed playing with his mobile phone - the bed in winter really has a special magic that makes people unable to leave.

He originally wanted to lie down until noon and eat lunch directly, but his stomach hurt a little from hunger, so he got up.

After breakfast, the two of them sat in the living room and acted like idiots. Occasionally they would go to the kitchen to help Chen Menglian, but they would soon be driven out by her.

Chen Menglian always said: "You guys just go and have fun, I'll take care of this."

The two people who were kicked out had nothing to do, so they watched TV for a while. Liu Muye suddenly remembered that the Spring Festival couplets at home had not been posted yet, so he took out the materials for writing Spring Festival couplets that he bought yesterday and spread them on the ground.

Han Juyou watched Liu Muye spread the red paper of the Spring Festival couplets directly on the ground, and asked curiously: "Are you going to write directly on the ground?"

"Well, what's wrong?"

"Wouldn't it be difficult to write on the floor? Why don't you write on the table?"

"It's okay. To me, it's all the same."

Liu Muye waved his hand, then picked up the brush and dipped it in ink. He hadn't written calligraphy for a long time, so he practiced on a piece of draft paper first. When he got used to it, he started writing on the Spring Festival couplet paper.

First couplet: [Good fortune and abundant wealth every year]

Second line: [May you have peace, happiness and longevity every year]

Horizontal banner: [Everything goes well]

"Wow!" Han Juyou, who was standing behind Liu Muye, exclaimed, "Not bad, it's written so beautifully."

Liu Muye was praised but he was not modest. He nodded with satisfaction and said, "Of course, it's professional."

"Why aren't you humble at all!" Han Juyou said, reaching out to poke Liu Muye's nose.

"Hehe." Liu Muye said with a smile, "You praise me, why should I be modest?"

He has practiced his handwriting very well, but if he doesn't use it to show off, then wouldn't it be a waste of time?

After the writing was dry, Liu Muye said to Han Juyou, "Take the couplet and wait for me at the door. I'll go to the tool room to get a ladder."

"good."

"Oh, don't forget to take out the door gods in the bag."

"I know, I'm not stupid!"

When the house was being renovated, the decoration company left a ladder here and did not take it away. Liu Muye thought that having a ladder at home would be useful, so he directly transferred 200 ladders to them and left them. He did not expect that he would use it so soon.

After setting up the ladder, Liu Muye took the first couplet and placed it on the right door frame, then turned around and asked Han Juyou: "Is it straight?"

Han Juyou squinted his eyes, looked at it carefully, and then said, "It's a little higher on the right."

"And now?"

"Alright, alright, straighten it out."

…

After a while, the three Spring Festival couplets and the two door gods on the left and right were all pasted.

Just at this time, Liu Chenghan and Zhou Min also arrived. They parked the car in the yard, got out and walked over.

Han Juyou called out sweetly, "Uncle and Auntie, good morning."

Zhou Min looked at Han Juyou kindly and said, "Hey, Youyou, you look so beautiful today."

Liu Chenghan also smiled and said, "Good morning."

His eyes fell on the pair of Spring Festival couplets.

"May everything go well for you year after year. Not bad." Liu Chenghan pushed his glasses and nodded with satisfaction. "Who wrote this Yan style?"

"Of course it's me, your son!" Liu Muye put his arm around Liu Chenghan's neck and said with a smile, "How about it, Dad? Your son's writing is pretty good, isn't it?"

"Well, you are worthy of being my son." Liu Chenghan looked at Liu Muye with a smile, "When did you learn to write couplets? I didn't even know it."

"You are busy making money every day and don't care about your son. Of course you don't know!" Zhou Min patted Liu Chenghan on the head, then turned to Liu Muye and said, "Right, son."

Liu Muye nodded immediately and said, "Yes, Mom is right. Dad, you don't care about my daily life."

Liu Chenghan nodded with some self-blame: "I'm sorry, son. It's Dad's fault. I'll add an extra zero to your pocket money next month as compensation for you."

Han Juyou, who was standing aside, trembled and dared not speak when listening to Liu Chenghan's inhumane words. She thought - when rich people increase their children's pocket money, do they just add a zero at the end?

No wonder Liu Muye bought her a house worth 50 million without blinking an eye, it turns out it was just his pocket money!

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