After rebirth, I want to destroy my original family

The New Year is coming in a blink of an eye, and every household in the community begins to make paste and paste couplets. The sound of firecrackers continues to sound in the community. After a burst of white smoke, the smell of sulfur oxide begins to gradually fill the air.

Many people in this community don't understand chemistry, and don't even know how to write the molecular formula of sulfur dioxide, but to them, maybe this is the pure flavor of the New Year.

At this time, the online New Year's Festival has come to an end, and the transaction volume of one branch in Shanghai alone has exceeded 1 million, which is a height that Lashou and Nuomi have never reached.

Therefore, employees at each branch station and the headquarters received generous bonuses and went home happily to celebrate the New Year.

Gu Ming specially conveyed his New Year greetings to everyone through the internal management system, and published a vision letter titled Carrying forward the past and opening up the future, hoping that everyone can be faster, higher and stronger next year.

"Gu Ming, are you done? Come out and help your dad put up Spring Festival couplets!"

"understood!"

"Remember to change into that old coat. The new coat Xiaoyao bought for you can only be worn in the first grade of junior high school!"

"But I have more than one billion in my hand, and I have just looked forward to the future with nearly 2,000 employees. Don't you know that rich bosses like the new and dislike the old?"

Gu Ming muttered, but still took out an old coat he wore when he was in high school from the box, put it on, then opened the door and walked out.

At this time, Yuan Youqin was sitting in the living room, watching TV and rolling out dumpling wrappers, while Zhou Xiaoyao was in charge of wrapping, and his little hands were very nimble.

Since the addition of a little rich woman to the family, Ms. Yuan has never complained about the trouble of making dumplings. Sometimes she even wants to return the dumplings to her satisfaction.

And Zhou Xiaoyao also loves making dumplings with her and can't stop at all.

The two of them cooperated very well, and even had time to talk about some plots in TV series. No one would believe them if they were not mother and daughter.

Gu Ming stood at the door of the nanny's room, looking at the two girls, he couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly, and he didn't know what he was enjoying.

At this moment, Gu Zhenghong handed over a basin of paste: "Hold it, let's go and post the wedding and the spring in the garden first."

"Where do we have a yard?"

"If you don't have one, you have to stick it. Go to the unit door and stick it. These are all matching and indispensable."

Gu Ming held the paste basin and found that the little rich woman was looking at him, so he showed a fierce expression.

Zhou Xiaoyao looked at Yuan Youqin with a scared face: "Auntie, Gu Ming is scaring me."

"Gu Ming, you're still holding on even before you're full?" Yuan Youqin pretended to wave the rolling pin.

Gu Mingxin said it was bad. This little succubus knew that my mother was attracted to her, so she complained more and more. Sister, you are bullying my younger brother in the family?

He pursed his lips, walked out with the paste basin, and then went downstairs to wait for his biological father, who had arrived late. He walked downstairs while chatting with his uncle who lived upstairs about the international situation, and then Start posting Spring Festival couplets.

"The European and American debt crisis has impacted the world."

"Isn't that right? I heard that the U.S. dollar exchange rate continues to fall, and the economy will not be able to recover for a while."

"But the counter-terrorism operation in Iraq is over..."

"But the Israeli-Palestinian conflict continues."

Gu Ming listened to the two of them chattering and couldn't help but sigh: "Dad, you have turned the whole garden upside down."

Gu Zhenghong was stunned for a moment: "You brat, why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"I'm afraid that my interruption will cause international turmoil, causing the dollar to depreciate again, triggering the Palestinian-Israeli conflict and intensifying the war in Iraq."

"..."

While they were talking, two women suddenly walked in front of the unit door. The older one was probably in her 4s, a mature woman. She was wearing a fur, her face was painted white, and she had a string of pearl necklaces around her neck. Look. It looks very ladylike.

The other one is very young, about 1 years old, with three earrings in his right ear. He is wearing a sloping skirt and black stockings. He is very fashionable and has headphones hanging around his neck. He is a little hipster.

Gu Zhenghong looked at the more mature woman and suddenly said, "Hey, Qiaoyun, are you coming back to celebrate the New Year this year?"

"Ah."

The noble lady nodded calmly, showing a very cold temperament, a bit arrogant, and then stepped up the stairs.

Uncle 3 saw them disappearing into the corridor and couldn't help but show a puzzled expression: "Brother Hong, who is Qiaoyun? Why didn't I know?"

"Ding Qiaoyun from Master 5's family married to Guangdong City when she was in her twenties. You were still young at that time, so I probably don't remember her. I heard that she became a rich lady and hasn't been back for a long time."

"Divorced. I heard from Xiaopeng that she was kicked out."

The third uncle in a military coat walked over from the side and joined the conversation, and the topic naturally changed from the international situation to family issues.

Gu Ming stood there wrapped in a cotton-padded jacket for ten minutes. When he realized that they had just stood up, he was all confused. He thought to himself that it is really not the case for women when men gossip. I might as well go home while standing here. Watch the little rich woman making dumplings.

"Dad, I'm going back first. Please stop chatting for a while and don't cause international turmoil. We still have the job of mopping the floor waiting for you!"

Uncle 3 suddenly showed a surprised expression: "Brother Hong is still mopping the floor at home? You can't tell."

Gu Zhenghong's old face turned dark: "Don't listen to his nonsense. I never mop the floor at home."

"Me too. Women do all the work at home. The men have been out making money for a year. Can't they have some leisure time during the Chinese New Year?"

Gu Ming was very happy listening to the three gentlemen bragging, and then trotted upstairs.

Their family lived on the 5th floor. When he was passing by the 3rd floor, he saw the "lady" who had just entered the unit walking out of the house and taking out a pile of cardboard boxes and some old small electrical appliances.

Gu Ming originally wanted to go around, but then he heard the "lady" suddenly speak.

"Kid, do you want these cardboard boxes? You can sell them for money."

"?"

Gu Ming glanced back, and then began to analyze the general character in his mind.

A woman with no emotional intelligence was kicked back to her hometown after a divorce. She started cleaning up her old house and planned to survive the Chinese New Year. But the house was full of garbage and she was too lazy to go downstairs. She felt that her hometown was full of poor people who liked to pick up trash. The paper shell is a treasure, and I can definitely help her get rid of it.

Wow, this person is so weird, he is like a living Bodhisattva.

"Abba, Ababa, Abba..."

Gu Ming compared it with his hands, pointed to his ears, then waved his hands, then put his hands in his pockets and walked home.

Dumb? Ding Qiaoyun was a little speechless, thinking that the Chinese New Year was really unlucky, so he piled garbage on the corridor, turned around and went back to the house to start packing.

At this time, Yuan Youqin had already started cooking dumplings, which was considered the first meal in the morning.

Zhou Xiaoyao continued to make dumplings, and then watched Dragon TV's new year's program "Xia Family's Three Daughters", showing a smart and studious look.

"What kind of TV show is this? Why are you so fascinated by it?" Gu Ming reached out and dipped some noodles into it, smearing it on her pretty face.

Zhou Xiaoyao wiped it twice with the back of his hand, then looked up at him: "The Xia family's three daughters told the story of three pairs of good friends."

"Damn it, why are these two best friends still kissing?"