Chapter 845 Are You Sick?

(I got my name wrong recently. It’s very embarrassing. Zhao Yue’er has changed her name back to Lu Ni’er. I’m sorry!)

Several girls stayed up late at night to watch the local TV station's Spring Festival Gala. Han Qian and the old man hung up lanterns and small lanterns in the yard to prepare for the arrival of the New Year. Han Qian was very excited every New Year.

Traditional people pay great attention to festivals. At 11 o'clock, Han Qian ran into the west room and stood at the door to explain to several girls.

"You have to get up early tomorrow. Guests usually come in the morning, so you can't just stay in bed!"

Nuan Nuan waved to Han Qian.

"I know, long-winded."

Han Qian turned around and left, Nuannuan chewed melon seeds and looked at the TV and said softly.

"You can't take a shower in the first year of junior high school. If you want to take a shower, do it tonight. Tomorrow will be busier and you won't be willing to move by then. I suggest you go to bed early and get up early tomorrow and the day after."

Except for Yeats and nursery rhymes, the other girls knew the rules of the house. Cai Qinghu was the first to put on shoes to go to bed and asked when going out.

"Why hasn't Aunt Ji come yet?"

Nursery Rhyme lay on the bed and said calmly.

"She said she didn't like sleeping with others and would come over tomorrow morning. This Bobo lady is very pretentious and untouchable. I pinched her breasts and she washed herself in the bathroom for an hour."

The girls were speechless for a while, Ji Jing was so overly mysophobic... She was simply a mysophobic, and then Nursery Rhyme started talking again.

"Why doesn't she dislike Han Qian?"

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On New Year's Eve, Han Qian crawled out of bed at around four in the morning. He yawned and walked out the door. He found that the old man was already busy in the kitchen. He lit a cigarette and stood at the door of the kitchen, rubbing his eyes.

"Why are you up so early?"

The old man pointed to the smoking kettle on the stove. Han Qian stepped forward and got some water in the basin. He washed his face and brushed his teeth. The old man handed the towel to his son and said softly.

"I can't sleep anymore. Get up early and prepare the dishes for today. Go and open the door. Don't set off any firecrackers!"

Han Qian put on his military coat and muttered something in a low voice. The old man didn't hear clearly and didn't ask any further questions. He continued to prepare the frozen shrimp.

One hundred and one pound.

These little girls really don’t know how expensive food, rice, oil and salt are.

Then he took out the box of blue crabs sent by Yang Dajun and served them carefully, but most of them were dead. After handling the crabs, the old man walked out of the kitchen with his guess and stood by the chicken coop to choose what to eat today. The little hen in the pot.

At this time, Han Qian also cleaned the yard and went to the gate. Just when his hand touched the iron gate, a firecracker exploded in the sky. Han Qian was startled, and he murmured something in a low voice and opened the gate.

Looking at the white BMW parked at the door and the girl sitting in the driver's seat, Han Qian smiled, stepped forward and opened the door, took the girl's face and kissed her hard.

"Aunt Ji, why didn't you call me?"

Ji Jing raised her head and smiled naively.

"I just came here too, and I heard you sweeping the yard. Why did you get up so early?"

"It's not the New Year."

Pulling Ji Jing out of the car, Aunt Ji opened the trunk and looked at her beloved man. Han Qian smiled and walked forward, holding the gifts prepared in the trunk in his hands, and then walked into the yard side by side with Ji Jing. .

Aunt Ji specially wore a goose-yellow down jacket today instead of her favorite white. It was the Chinese New Year and she wanted to dress more festively.

"Old man, who do you think is coming?"

The old man holding the kitchen knife turned his head, and when he saw Ji Jing, he quickly hid the kitchen knife behind his back and said with a smile.

"Xiao Jing is here? Come up to the room quickly. Your aunt is up. Xiao Qian, please send Xiao Jing to sit on the bed. It's cold today."

The old man took the two boxes of crabs from Han Qian's hand. Han Qian didn't eat seafood, but he ate Nuan Nuan. Ji Jing also brought Nuan Nuan. When Ji Jing walked into the east room, Qian'er's mother was busy getting up to greet him.

Qian'er's mother liked the girl Ji Jing very much. She didn't argue or quarrel, and it was quiet. Ji Jing was sent to the hot kang. Qian'er's mother was afraid that she would be cold, so she covered her with a small blanket. On Ji Jing's legs.

"I wanted Xiao Qian to pick you up just now. Is it cold outside?"

Ji Jing smiled.

"It's not cold. I was worried that you asked Han Qian to pick me up. I was busy at home during the Chinese New Year, so I came here by myself~"

Qian'er's mother sat by the kang and held Ji Jing's hand. She liked him no matter how she looked, she was beautiful, gentle, and sensible. Then she looked at Han Qian. She felt disgusted no matter how she looked. She waved her hand and slapped Han Qian on the shoulder. Han Qian, who was looking at Ji Jing's silly smile, was stunned and frowned.

"Mom! Why did you hit me? It hurts."

"Why should I hit you if it doesn't hurt? Go and prepare the couplets. I'll post them with your dad later."

"Mom! It's not daylight yet!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the door curtain was opened, and Wen Nuan walked into the east room with sleepy eyes. The girl was still wearing cartoon pajamas. She hugged her mother, pinched Han Qian's face, then climbed up on the kang and threw herself towards Ji Jing. , at this time, Ji Jing's face was full of tension, and she lay in Ji Jing's arms warmly.

Ji Jing was nervous and didn't dare to move. She looked at her eldest nephew with pleading eyes. Han Qian sighed helplessly and stepped forward to pinch his warm little ears.

"Stop sleeping, let's go and I'll take you to play."

Wen Nuan sat up and looked at Ji Jing's chest with burning eyes. Then he turned around, took off Han Qian's military coat and put it on him. He left the moving house with his head held high. Han Qian sighed helplessly and told Ji Jing rested for a while, and just as she turned around to go out, there was a sound of firecrackers at the door, and then Yan Qingqing's voice came from the west room.

"Nuan Nuan, you are sick! It's not even five o'clock yet!"

She was answered by the sound of another small string of firecrackers. She didn't know where the old man bought a small hanging whip for Nuan Nuan. Each string was only as long as a palm. Nuan Nuan was having so much fun that Yan Qingqing couldn't sleep either. She put it on. After getting up, he came to the east room and saw Ji Jing. He was slightly startled, then he hugged Qian'er's mother's arm and started acting coquettishly.

"Mom~ How about I go and give Wen Nuan a good beating? She's so annoying."

Qian'er's mother stroked Yan Qingqing's silver hair and smiled.

"Be good, don't fight!"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a loud noise in the courtyard. Han Qian was worried that Nuan Nuan was playing with Nuan Nuan, so he hurriedly went out to take a look, only to see the old man and Nuan Nuan looking up at the fireworks exploding in the sky. Han Qian He sighed helplessly.

It's definitely the old man's pampering that makes her so naive after getting married.

Han Qian frowned and said weakly.

"How can anyone set off fireworks so early in the morning?"

Nuan Nuan turned to glare at Han Qian and snorted coldly.

"I want you to take care of it! You don't like setting off fireworks, so why don't you let me play? Dad, Han Qian won't let me play."

"You beat him, dad will help you."

Listening to the conversation between the old man and Wen Nuan, Han Qian quickly raised his hands. At this time, Yan Qingqing ran past Han Qian and brought a gust of fragrant wind. Yan Qingqing said angrily.

"Xiao Nuannuan! Han Qian doesn't dare to beat you, but I dare!"

"Ah! Yan Hu, don't come over here, I'll blow you up!"

The two girls were chasing each other in the yard. I don't know when Cai Qinghu appeared next to Han Qian. Lady Cai was fully dressed and frowned.

"Did you start arguing so early today?"

Wen Nuan and Yan Qingqing quarreled every day, and wrestling happened every now and then. Cai Qinghu was used to it, and so was the old man.

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During breakfast, several girls were staring at Wen Nuan, but our little Phoenix acted as if nothing happened.

Posting couplets after dinner, Nuan Nuan posted four big characters on the door of the house where Han Qian lived.

[The pen is full of fat pigs]

Then he went out with the couplets in his arms. Tongyao and Ji Jing stayed in the house, pasting couplets and burning incense with Qian'er's mother. Yeats, who was handicapped, continued to make sketches for Yu's poems. Yu was addicted to painting recently.

Seeing that the time was almost nine o'clock and Nuan Nuan and the other three hadn't come back yet, Han Qian was a little curious. How long did it take to post a couplet?

He picked up his clothes and walked out to the gate. When he saw the three girls, Han Qian's face was filled with helplessness.

Two girls who were 1.7 meters tall were holding melon seeds in their hands, pointing and giving orders to a girl who was a little over 16 meters tall. At this time, Yan Qingqing was stepping on a stool and holding a couplet in her hands to ask if the two of them were tall enough.

Wen Nuan frowned and said seriously.

"It should be higher."

Cai Qinghu said calmly.

"It's crooked, a little to the left."

Yan Qingqing gritted her teeth and said.

"What now?"

"A little to the right."

"Yan Hu, please stick it higher. Whose couplet is stuck on the waistband?"

Yan Qingqing bit her tongue and said angrily.

"If it weren't for Han Qian's house, you two would be waiting to be beaten."

Nuan Nuan threw away the melon seed peels in his hand and frowned.

"Hurry up and put it on. It's so laborious. You can't reach the Cai vase."

"Yes, the flower pot, you have to keep it out of reach to let the warmth come in. I'm too tall, well... I'm afraid of heights. I don't dare to lower my head when I walk. I feel dizzy."

Cai Qinghu is simply murderous, but can Yan Qingqing, who has been quarreling with her for more than a year, do anything? Holding the couplet in his hand, he sneered.

"If your breasts were as big as Ji Jing's, you wouldn't feel dizzy even if you lower your head."

Cai Qinghu frowned.

"Why?"

Nuan Nuan chuckled.

"Because I can't see the ground when I look down!"

"Don't say it, you are younger than me."

"Cai Huaping, I will fight with you."

"You two, stop making trouble. Is it crooked now?"

Han Qian stood not far away and watched the three quarreling girls. When watching Wen Nuan and Yan Qingqing still fighting and ignoring Yan Qingqing, Han Qian sighed, walked to the door and stretched out his hands to hug Yan Qingqing on the ladder. He came down, then climbed up the ladder with the couplet, and after attaching the couplet, Han Qian gently lifted his warm butt, patted Cai Qinghu's shoulder again, and frowned.

“There’s still trouble during the Chinese New Year!”

Wen Nuan grabbed Han Qian's clothes and kicked him back, saying angrily.

"Isn't this the trouble caused by your flirting with others?"

Yan Qingqing narrowed her eyes and continued.

"Am I a flower or a grass?"

Nuan Nuan said angrily without looking back.

"You are a tree root. You don't know how high the altitude is?"

"Warm me, uncle, I will fight with you."

Yan Qingqing never thinks twice when scolding people. The two girls pulled each other's collars and returned to the yard. When Han Qian also wanted to go back, Cai Qinghu held Han Qian and coyly lowered his head and whispered.

"Why did you only hit me warmly and not me?"

Han Qian tilted his head and looked at Cai Qinghu and roared.

"Cai Qinghu, are you sick?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Han Qian saw his mother walking away and coming towards him with a feather duster.