Autor: Zhao Xibao Tradução automática
Old Madam Huo heard the commotion and Said Gently, "since Jing Chen has eaten it, it's a good omen for the huo family. After the New Year, your grandfather and I have decided to leave the company's matters to you. You must not disappoint us. "
Madam Gu also said gently, "it's indeed a good omen. "
Yang Jingqiu inserted her knife and said coldly, "who knows, we might be able to have a grandson this year. "
Upon hearing this, old Madam Huo immediately said, "then it's time to think of a name for my great-grandson. Old Man, quickly get someone to go to the study and bring the dictionary over. I have to look it up properly. "
Mr. Gu volunteered to fetch the dictionary, while Yang Jingqiu said, "if there are two children, one of them will have my surname, Yang. "
Upon hearing this, old Madam Huo's hair stood on end. "Then how can we have a surname of Yang? The Huo family doesn't have a surname enough. No, we definitely can't have a surname of Yang! "
Mrs. Gu looked at her son and silently thought about the possibility of having a surname of Gu.
After a few words, Mrs. Gu finally could not help but say, "if there are three children, can we have a surname of Gu? "
Therefore, in the last ten minutes of the New Year, a group of people surrounded Zhao Siqing and Huo Jingchen's child and had an intense discussion about what the child's surname should be
Zhao Siqing felt a headache coming on. She felt that she had nothing left to live for. For some reason, she ate a coin and brought it to the child.
Huo Jingchen was obviously not interested. He thought that if there really was a child, any surname would be fine.
It was best for them to take turns to manage it. They did not want to disturb his and Qingqing's private time. It was an eyesore.
Before Zhao Siqing could regain her senses, Huo Jingchen's large hand had already grabbed her waist. He pulled her into his arms by the window. "Did you know that there were coins in the dumplings? "
Zhao Siqing came back to her senses. She stared into the man's dark eyes for a few seconds, then said softly, "I really didn't know. I was too full... "
Her voice was soft and soft, with a hint of grievance and coquettishness.
Zhao Siqing paused and asked softly, "isn't it good to eat coins? "
Huo Jingchen's lips curled up. His handsome face with red lips and white teeth looked like a demon under the fireworks outside the window.
He looked at her and said in a low voice, "you're the one who gave me my luck. "
Zhao Siqing's ears were burning for some reason. She looked at him and could not speak for a moment.
Huo Jingchen's big hand landed on her stomach and said in a low voice, "let me feel how full it is. "
"There are so many people here, don't mess around... " Zhao Siqing said with her small hand. She did not want him to mess around.
Huo Jingchen smiled and withdrew his hand. He pulled her into his arms and said in a low voice, "there are still 20 seconds left, Qingqing. "
Zhao Siqing lowered her eyes. Listening to his strong heartbeat, she felt exceptionally secure and at ease.
Last New Year, they did not seem to be together.
Time flew by. In the blink of an eye, they had been together for so long.
The countdown clock on the television rang. Everyone's attention was focused on the huge screen. Zhao Siqing and Huo Jingchen also turned to look.
"Ten, nine, eight... "
"Four, three, two, one! "
"Happy New Year! ! ! "
Huo Jingchen looked down at the woman in his arms, kissed her forehead and whispered, "baby, happy New Year. "
Zhao Siqing blushed a little, looked up at him and said gently, "happy new year, hubby. "
Huo Jingchen took out a red packet that he had prepared earlier and stuffed it into Zhao Siqing's pocket.
Zhao Siqing was a little surprised, "there's another red packet? "