my return to life

"I also checked on the Internet, and they all said that the recognition of Audemars Piguet Oak is not bad, but I don't know much about it, but I think it's not wrong."

After listening to Lu Wei's words, Fang Nian raised his eyebrows slightly, and from the depths of his eyes there was a little bit of strong nostalgia, and he said softly, "I miss you so much."

"..."

Lu Weiyu, who was suddenly hugged very tightly, was at a loss for a moment.

Almost without warning, Lu Weiyu heard the strong reluctance in Fang Nian's voice, and also felt Fang Nian's nostalgia.

This is a feeling I didn't feel even on the night of the engagement.

She could feel her soul being touched.

Some messy memories came to Lu Weiyu's mind. There was the affection that Fang Nian said should have been together in the previous life, and the companionship and care of those days in the past.

There are many, many...

Although Maoba is freezing cold where even the air conditioner doesn't work, Fang Nian feels very warm.

Lu Weiyu's tenderness that can't be expressed in words, and will be ignored if you don't pay attention, wraps up Fang Nian little by little.

After a long time, Fang Nian let out a sigh of relief and said in satisfaction, "I'm so sleepy, let's just sleep like this."

"Okay." Lu Weiyu said softly.

I didn't even take off my coat, I just took off my shoes and didn't wash up...

Nothing is done.

Fang Nian fell asleep holding Lu Weiyu like this.

Didn't even turn off the lights.

Feeling the nostalgia on Fang Nian, Lu Weiyu also closed her eyes.

She could feel that at this moment, Fang Nian's soul was relaxed and satisfied.

Lu Weiyu, who was held in Fang Nian's arms like an octopus, felt that the whole world became quiet, and she could hear her own heartbeat gradually merging with Fang Nian's.

From one second to the next, jumping simultaneously.

She thought, this is her eternity.

"..."

The sleeping position wrapped together lasts from night to dawn.

Rare...

Lu Weiyu woke up at the same time as Fang Nian.

"morning."

"Morning sir."

"..."

After a while, Fang Nian moved his hands: "I forgot to take out the New Year's gift I prepared for you last night."

"Wait a minute..."

Soon, Lu Weiyu got the gift box, opened it, and said, "Necklace?"

"Huh~ Engraved?"

Lu Weiyu's eyes lit up when he saw the year's words engraved on the inside of the pendant.

Pulled Fang Nian and kissed him on the mouth: "mua~"

"..."

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PS: This chapter is not counted as an update, but it feels just right to write here, but the number of words is very small, so it is not counted as an update. It can barely be counted as the third update today~ I want to write another chapter, but it is not good;

PS1: Countdown to 1-star masterpiece: 2 new lords, wait online~ It would be great if there is one in the early morning, and it will be 1-star tomorrow morning, then it will explode.

PS2: There are still about three chapters in daily life, and the time granularity will jump quickly. In fact, daily life is very labor-intensive to write.

Finally, I would like to thank 'What a scourge' Chengmeng again, and thank you for your support for Powan~

Chapter 633 Fang Nian, Be Yourself (Part 1)

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In the morning, the country air is filled with a fresh smell.

A layer of frost covered the weeds on the roadside and in the fields.

Most of the villagers in Maoba have already woken up, shouting and communicating across a small winding river.

In the middle of the east and the west, I was busy making breakfast.

The old Fang's family is almost the same.

Around seven or eight o'clock, three or four of the neighbors walked out of the house one after another, and most of them could gather at Lao Fang's house.

When the weather was fine, the big guys stayed in the yard, chatting and playing cards.

In villages like Maoba, the main activity is playing cards from around the twentieth of the twelfth lunar month, and it can last until the Lantern Festival.

However, in the past two years, the poker field was usually set up at Lao Fang's house.

Fang Nian, who managed to bring the guest home with great difficulty, naturally couldn't avoid the poker game anymore.

He was also booed to engage in the luckiest bullfight.

Naturally, Fang Nian sits in the manor alone.

Generally speaking, with the bullfighting method and this form, unless the luck is very good, the banker will lose.

Fang Nian...

Fang Nian didn't have that much luck.

On the first day of the new year, I received a New Year's gift as big as Pingxiao, so it must affect my luck no matter what.

But Fang Nian had nothing to fear.

"I don't care."

Lu Weiyu glanced at the side while talking: "Let's discuss, you pay for a share, win mine, lose yours, okay?"

"Okay, no problem." Lu Weiyu laughed, took out the wallet from his coat pocket, took out all the new bills and handed them to Fang Nian.

Then he said: "Don't worry about playing, tell me if you have no money~ I'll go and set off fireworks with Xiao Xin."

Fang Nian took the money with his right hand and patted it on the palm of his left hand, and said hippie, "Come on, let's start."

"..."

The uncles watching on the side laughed and joked.

"Sister-in-law three, your daughter-in-law (referring to your son's wife here) insists on spoiling your family's Nianbao~"

"It's really generous. He was allowed to play cards in school, and he was so big."

"Let me say that the third brother is really blessed. His son and son are outstanding, and the guests he asks for are also enviable."

"If I had to, I wouldn't dare to fight too much, I would have endless fights when I go back."

"..."

Lin Feng: "..."

What can she say, that she never worried about her son?

Not to mention housework.

She said that she knew that her son was the richest man, so it would be a waste to play poker with everyone. Calculated by personal assets, she would earn more than 300 million a day.

If it is calculated based on the value of commercial assets, it must not be several hundred million a day?

Ms. Lin Feng could only laugh a few times: "Happy New Year, let's have fun, let him."

"..."

Fang Zhengguo had already sat at the poker table, and he didn't even say a word.

If you look closely, you will find that Comrade Fang Zhengguo is already showing off his unique skill of eating pumpkin seeds, and others are not so accurate.

Fang Nian actually didn't put much thought into the poker table.

The main thing is to watch Lu Weiyu and Fang Xin happily play with fireworks.

Fang Xin was overjoyed. Compared to Fang Nian, Lu Weiyu was much more pampered—he would never compete with her for fireworks.

and!

Ms. Lin Feng doesn't care, and she doesn't need to pretend to tease her.

Lu Weiyu also didn't grow up.

It's more fun than Fang Xin.

If it weren't for the fact that Fang Nian did the most when he went out to buy fireworks, it probably wouldn't be wasteful enough...

It is purely a game of luck, and you have to fight for the luck of more than half of the people in each bullfight. Of course, Fang Nian can't fight.

After half a day, I lost more than 4000.

Fortunately, the bottom line is not high.

after all……

In single-zhuang bullfighting, when there are many people, whoever plays the role loses, almost without exception.

It's okay for a small number of three or four people.

After all, in most cases, the mode of multi-person bullfighting is the wheel.

This is also an important reason why Fang Junhua and the others made a fuss.

Fang Nian didn't mind too much.

The main reason is that Lu Weiyu doesn't mind too much, in her words: "It's Chinese New Year, just want to have a good time, you have to play anyway, compared to losing thousands of yuan, the time you spend is actually your greatest sincerity. "

"..."

…………

After lunch, Fang Nian received a call from Li Xue, the monitor of the high school.

Fang Nian was invited to the class reunion.

On the other end of the phone, there were a few high school classmates chattering, obviously there would be Li Annan—his home is only three to five miles away from Tangli.

Class reunions are unavoidable things that always happen.

Fang Nian had nothing to do, just smiled into the phone: "It's not impossible, but I will take care of my parents."

"Parent?"

"Girlfriend?"

"what……"

"..."

In the end, of course, it doesn't matter, after all...

It's not just Fang Nian who wants to take care of his parents.

Among the more than 174 students in Class [-] of Tangli No. [-] Middle School, the proportion of dropouts after high school is not low.

Generally, even if you are admitted to three books, most of them will not retake after weighing, but give up directly.

then……

Fang Nian took Lu Weiyu and drove Santana to Tangli.