The high-risk occupation is actually me

His words seemed to have unfinished meaning, Huaci was stunned for a moment, feeling as if he was tightly wrapped by a sudden majestic emotion, he vaguely felt that there was still a sadness under this promise, but he hadn't had time to go Thinking what Hualei meant, the servants packed their clothes and rushed out of the dining room.

Huaci let go of Hualei's hand, and at the moment when his fingers intertwined, he suddenly remembered the silver ring he gave away in an inappropriate way.

Probably long gone.

Huaci suddenly wondered whether Hualei's hands would have left ring marks.

But it probably won't happen. The ring was sent out with full expectation to the last throw with all its strength, and it was only a few months.

Hua Lei was let go of her hand, her expression didn't change, she took a step back slightly, and when she looked at the snow scene again, her gaze no longer showed tenderness.

The snow gradually got smaller, but it didn't take long for it to accumulate. The night light shone on the snow, which was brighter than usual.There used to be an antique charcoal fire in the garden, but someone cleaned it up today, and now it is burning red, adding warmth in the heavy snow.

There is no southerner who does not love to play with snow.

Huaci was itchy to watch, but after waiting for a long time, no one moved. He turned his head suspiciously, and saw that everyone was huddled in the corridor and whispered excitedly, but their movements were very well-behaved, standing close to Hualei Even more obedient as a quail.

But Hualei still didn't notice it, she slightly pursed her lips to look at Xue, and when she wasn't smiling, her aura was very bluffing.

Huaci gave Hualei a hand, and said in a low voice, "Won't you give out a red envelope on New Year's Eve?"

Hua Lei was noncommittal, took out her mobile phone and distributed red envelopes in the work group of the old house, sent out dozens of red envelopes in a row, and then switched to another work group, frowning slightly.

Huaci looked amused: "What's the matter? Isn't it happy to send a red envelope?"

Hua Lei was a little aggrieved when he heard the words, and showed him the phone: "There is a limit, and it's too troublesome to send out. I actually sent out the year-end bonus a long time ago."

Hua Ci smiled and said: "Who asked you to give out red envelopes seriously? It's just to make everyone rush to have fun. Are you afraid that you won't be able to show your domineering temperament?"

Hua Lei was aggrieved and annoyed by his teasing, and ruthlessly tugged at his sleeve.

Within 2 minutes, everyone noticed that the red envelopes in the group were so hot that the atmosphere suddenly relaxed.

"Mr. Hua! Happy New Year!"

I don't know who yelled first, and then everyone shouted congratulations one after another: "Mr. Hua, Happy New Year! Mr. Hua, Happy New Year!"

Hualei paused for a moment, nodded slightly, turned around and said indifferently: "Happy New Year."

Huaci also congratulated, stood aside and smiled at everyone for a while, and ran out of the Jinglang first when Hualei was not paying attention.As soon as he went out, the heavy snow drifted into his neckline, which made him shrink his neck suddenly, but he still smiled happily, squatting down and making snowballs.

"Why are you standing there, come out to play! Have a snowball fight!"

Everyone's excitement has been mobilized long ago, especially a few young people in their 30s and [-]s, who immediately ran into the garden, and before they could wait to make a serious snowball, they grabbed a handful of broken snowballs. The snow sprinkles each other.

All of a sudden, the whole garden was filled with noisy laughter.

"Mr. Hua is like a child, he really likes to play." The older people are afraid of the cold, and a few old aunts and uncles huddled in the porch, rubbing their hands and watching, laughing happily

Hualei was the only one left in the audience with a cold face, his brow that had been stretched for a few minutes was furrowed again, his eyes were fixed on the snow-sprinkled Huaci outside the corridor, and he wanted to grind his teeth in anger.

But this person didn't know if he did it on purpose, and he still had the guts to yell for Hualei to come out and have a snowball fight together.

Hualei almost laughed out of anger, went deep into the center to pull people out, carried them to the house, inevitably got slandered on the way, even got two snowballs on her bare shoulders.

"Hey, hey, don't drag me!" Huaciren still realized that he had already arrived at Jinglang.

As soon as the restaurant door was pushed open, a warm breath spread over the face, and Huaci's frozen palm was so hot that it was a little itchy.

Hualei peeled off his wet down jacket, saw that the snowflakes on his hair were vaporized into cold water, and said in a cold voice: "Do you have something in mind, I don't know how cold it is outside, a mask, scarf and gloves If you don’t wear it, you dare to drill into the snow?”

Hua Ci realized that she was extremely wronged, but she couldn't help but argue: "I didn't wear it either..."

"Oh, Mr. Hua, everyone is wearing them. You are stupid. You are going to be sick. Here, your hands are turning purple from the cold." He came over with a dry towel and scolded him.

Huaci had no choice but to wipe her hair with a towel without saying a word, and she was very peaceful now.

Hua tired and angry, touched his body with her hands, and found that the collar and cuffs of the sweater were wet, and the back of his neck was freezing cold, so she rushed him to take a hot bath, and went to the kitchen to make ginger soup by herself.

"Mr. Hua, why don't I cook it." The aunt in charge of the kitchen walked into the kitchen, very worried about the young big boss.

Hualei said lightly: "No need."

He paused for a while, looked back, and found that the old aunt was still wiping her hands and standing at the kitchen door, looking very uncomfortable, and smiled awkwardly when Hua Lei looked at her.

Huati's employers always choose honest and reliable people, and the salary is naturally high. He doesn't think there is anything, but especially some older people feel lazy if they do a little less work on the job.

Hualei's hand holding the spoon paused, and said, "You can make more ginger soup, and let those crazy people come in and drink it later."

The aunt, who was still caught off guard in embarrassment, immediately said hello, and neatly packed her things and made ginger soup.

After Huaci took a comfortable hot bath, Hualei caught him with a bowl as soon as he went downstairs. He was refreshed and wanted to tease others: "I don't want to drink."

"you……"

Huaci suppressed a smile in her heart, looked at Hualei's cold face and pretended to be wronged: "It's too spicy, I don't want to drink it."

Hualei stared at his flushed face after being steamed, a little distracted, and his voice softened a bit: "I put a lot of sugar, it's not spicy."

The snowball fightrs outside were also tired from playing, and they came back covered in snow. The aunt in the kitchen just finished cooking the ginger soup, and they all lined up to get the ginger soup. Suddenly, the restaurant became noisy.

Without the customer's consent, the kitchen naturally wouldn't make ginger soup on its own initiative, Hua Ci was a little surprised, and looked tired with a smile.

He was holding a bowl to drink, when Hua Lei suddenly said out of nowhere: "Brother's ginger soup is cooked by myself."

Hua Ci was stunned for a moment, and faintly heard an inexplicable grievance, his eyes were bent into crescent moons, and he bit the rim of the bowl and said vaguely: "I know."

Hualei glanced at him, but said nothing.

Hua Ci tugged at the corner of his clothes, making him approach him, and said in a low voice, "I've already put your red envelope under your pillow."

Hualei's cold eyes let out a little smile: "Is it a check again this year?"

Hua Ci has never been very good at thinking about gifts, and every year giving birthday gifts would kill a lot of his brain cells, so the New Year gifts Hua Lei received since childhood were very wealthy red envelopes filled with checks.

Huaci put down the empty bowl, shook his head, and said with a smile: "There is no Yuou check this year. I am poor now, so I can only give as much as I can. Don't think too little."

Hualei leaned on the handle of the chair Huaci was sitting on, leaned slightly to meet his eyes, and said in a serious tone, "Even if my brother gave me a dime, I wouldn't think it was too little."

His eyes are pitch black, and his pupils are like a small whirlpool. When he looks at people intently, there is always a magical power that almost sucks people in.

Hua Ci didn't know this before, but he understood it thoroughly during the countless close contacts two years ago.

Some uncomfortable images inexplicably flashed across his head, Huaci coughed uncomfortably, and before he spoke, the TV in the restaurant was already broadcasting the countdown to the Spring Festival Gala, and I don’t know which family was impatient outside, so I couldn’t hold back Fireworks and firecrackers were set off in advance, Huaci was so frightened that it also drowned out the words on his lips.

Hua Lei was also obviously stunned for a moment, she didn't expect the time to pass so fast.

The steaming dumplings in the kitchen were also boiled and served bowl by bowl with different fillings.With the last second of the countdown, the people in the garden who were ready to set off the fireworks lit the flames, and the whole sky was filled with brilliance in an instant.

The ceiling of the restaurant on the first floor is very high, and through the large windows, you can see the fireworks that bloom and then fall in the night sky like a pop.

The beauty is fleeting, but one after another, it keeps giving people the illusion that the next one will be more beautiful.

Maybe it's not an illusion.

This kind of situation can make people sigh that every year is like today, every year is like today, especially when the person around you is the person you want to see, there is no need to say anything else at this time.

What's more, their distance is so close.

Huaci leaned forward slightly, stretched out his arms to hug Hualei: "Happy New Year."

Hualei's body trembled imperceptibly, leaned over and hugged him tightly, put one hand on his back, and covered his shoulder blades with the other, slightly lowered his head and buried it on Huaci's shoulder and neck, whispering Said: "Brother, Happy New Year."

Talking about Chinese New Year, most people start to look forward to it from a month or two ago, but in fact, Chinese New Year seems to be just a moment in one night, and after the first and second grades are far away, the New Year seems to gradually go away .

There is no difference between Huaci and Hualei where they celebrate the New Year. In the past, they came back to worship their ancestors and communicate with relatives and friends of the Hua family.

Huaci originally thought that Hualei naturally had the same idea, but after urging him twice and there was no movement, he realized that it was not the case.

"Hua Lei, when will you go to the ancestral hall to worship your ancestors?"

Hualei's voice was a little lazy: "I'm busy."

"What are you busy with? Why are you so busy during the New Year's Eve?" Huaci frowned, "Even if you are busy, well, if you don't want to go through those red tapes, forget about the distant ancestors, at least the tablets of uncles, aunts, old ladies and old gentlemen have to go. Pay your respects."

His tone was a little anxious, Hua Lei raised his eyes to look at him, and said lightly: "Brother, they are not considered your elders, why are you so anxious?"