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"Yes, today is still Xun'er's birthday."

Cheng Xueyan took two small bracelets decorated with silver bells from her sleeve and put them on her round little wrists, and touched the red envelope for him.

The arm was raised gently, the silver bell jingled, Gu Xun's pink little mouth bent, and a soft and moist sound of "mother" came out.

Gu Xun is one year old but has never been able to speak. Today, he actually opened his mouth to call his mother, and the person he called is Cheng Xueyan...

For a while, everyone was surprised, and Niantao's face was particularly ugly.

Cheng Xueyan was also embarrassed, but this soft sound swept into her heart like a feather. She looked at Gu Xun's eyebrows and became more and more similar to Gu Haoxuan. In fact, it's not bad to have a child. Having her and his child... I don't know who will look more like.

When his eyes are flowing, he is facing his tenderness...

"Oh, Tingfang, why don't you call your aunt..."

Qin Manhe was suddenly anxious when he saw that he had sent red envelopes.

How can you forget her?

Cheng Xueyan took out a red envelope and pinned a big butterfly ornament on Gu Tingfang's head.

Looking at the pink-like little girl, she was stunned for a while. This time, I thought about whether it would be better to have a boy or a girl?

Gu Haoxuan naturally understood her thoughts and whispered in her ear. She stared at him, but she was very shy.

I filially respected the two old people.

At this point, Qin Manhe will never be as thoughtful as her. He was about to turn around, but when he heard her say that this was the intention of his daughters-in-law, he changed his smiling face and nodded brazenly.

Don't Gu and his wife know the mystery of this? But don't open up.

The dinner table is happy, and the most exciting thing is... dividends.

Cheng Xueyan deducted the money earned from her business and distributed the operating funds according to the amount of contribution. Even Gu Tingfang got a hundred cents, which was as happy. It must be said that Qin Manhe got the most share, with three taels and six pieces of silver.

She was so happy that she shouted that she would continue to stall tomorrow.

But Cheng Xueyan suggested taking a rest after the New Year, make enough preparations, and then...

"I want to go to the next store!" She solemnly announced that she immediately shocked everyone.

"You mean you still have money in your hand but you didn't share it with us?" Qin Manhe immediately complained: "How generous I am. It turns out that I have a big head."

Cheng Xueyan can't laugh or cry. The money earned from jewelry has been distributed, and the money for the store is earned by designing jewelry.

People, why is there no time to be content?

But even if she explains, she will definitely be regarded as a selfish person, and if she is known...

"At that time, not only hand-wovens will be sold, but also some other jewelry..."

She has discussed with the shopkeeper Jin. She is responsible for the design, the workshop is responsible for the production, and then she will ship the goods and half the money she earns.

"The store needs to be decorated so that it looks tasteful and the price will rise..."

Although he didn't understand what "taste" was, he understood the price increase, and Qin Manhe immediately became happy again.

As for the decoration...

Gu Haoxuan nodded seriously: "I'm willing to help you."

Everyone laughed.

"In addition... don't waste that place..."

"Someone wants to rent it, but only give three taels of silver..." Xiaoxi is a little difficult to speak.

"Tell him that three taels of silver can only rent three mu. If you are not satisfied, don't talk about it!" Cheng Xueyan's tone was stiff.

"What do you want to do there? It seems that none of us can farm. Dai Qianping also became strange.

"Grange flowers!"

"Grange flowers?" With one voice.

Actually, this... Cheng Xueyan is not very sure. Her mother in her previous life was a famous gardener and has learned something since she was a child, but it is really a challenge to apply it to practice, so she just wants to plant an acre of "experimental field" first. But this is a time-consuming, labor-consuming and money-consuming project, which can never be completed by yourself, but looking at these young people in front of them, young and strong, only think about how to eat and drink without working. Only Gu Haoxuan, Bitong and Xiaoxi can really help themselves. However, Gu Haoxuan's hand holding the brush made him play with the hoe... She couldn't bear it, and Bitong and Xiaoxi were inexperienced, but if she hired someone, it would be an expense, and she could not guarantee that she would make a steady profit. In such a time and space where productivity and technology are relatively low, natural and man-made disasters may lead to the failure of this is not a stable thing.

"At present, it is very difficult for people to eat. What kind of flowers do you want to raise? Do you think you are still a daughter of Shangshu and want to go for a walk in the garden when you have nothing to do? Qin Manhe was the first to question.

"Xueyan, why did you think of growing flowers?" Dai Qianping is also puzzled.

How does Cheng Xueyan say that she wants to open a flower shop, because this is a very fashionable project in modern society, and flowers can not only beautify life but also convey feelings. More importantly, if it is done, it can be sold well? Of course, according to the current situation, she does not want to force anyone to agree with the love meaning of roses, nor does she want to tell them that a genuine blue demon can be sold for thousands of yuan in modern times...

"Grange flowers?" Gu Qian touched his chin thoughtfully. After a while, he looked at the dishes on the table and the paintings on the wall. Suddenly, his eyes lit up: "Rich 'flowers' bloom? This is a good lottery!"

Everyone was first inexplicable, and then their eyes lit up.

So, who else will object?

So, the next step is to discuss what flowers are suitable to plant, how to plant them, how to market, and imagine bright prospects...

Unconsciously, it's midnight.

Firecrackers sounded outside, and the white paper pasted in the window was stained with all kinds of colors from time to time.

Gu Tingfang jumped off the ground and shouted to set off firecrackers, and Gu Xun also waved his little arms out of the window.

As soon as the family came to the courtyard, Gu Tingfang took out a big box from the small firewood room and opened it. It turned out to be all kinds of fireworks and firecrackers.

"Grandpa, this is all done by the third uncle secretly. Why don't you hit him?"

Everyone laughed.

Gu Haoxuan twisted her bun: "Slap me? No one will set off fireworks for you if you hit me.

With that, he picked up a thick-armed paper tube and stood on the ground and twisted it.

After a burst of Mars, it seemed that a huge dragon would jump out of the ground and go straight into the nine stars, instantly turning into countless silver flowers, like stars falling into the dust.

Gu Tingfang slapped her little and cheered, and took out a branch almost as tall as her: "Uncle, put this!"

Several hydrangeas bloom in the sky, colorful, and in a blink of an eye, they are gorgeous and eye-catching. A Buddha's hand fell from the sky and spread blessed stars. When countless peonies occupied the sky above their heads, they opened up and were brilliant, and everyone couldn't help praising them. When the flowers were approaching, a huge epiphanse suddenly rose. The petals flew, the flowers were sprinkled, crystal clear, and the stars were shining. Unexpectedly, they disappeared into the smoke when half a cup of tea was stopped in the air.

Cheng Xueyan looked back for him, but saw that he was looking at herself with a smile.

The sky is bright and dark, and his face looks a little erratic, but he still smiles like the spring breeze, just like what he saw at the beginning.

It turned out that this marriage was settled as early as that Qixi night...

Step back, take his hand and look at the sky together.

Once upon a time, she imagined that she was the heroine in an idol drama and asked the man who pursued her to set off fireworks for her. Of course, romance is just an idea, and she has never been addicted to fantasy. But today, it was achieved without warning. The man standing beside her never asked her what she wanted, but always surprised her. There is no mountain and sea oath, and there is no bold words, but it is meticulous and touching. He abandoned all flashiness and always only used actions to tell her... Don't be afraid, I have me...

The fireworks are brilliant, and they are even more blurred in the eyes of some tears.

When the prosperity gradually falls, the surroundings are warm.

Everyone dispersed.

Qin Manhe took two steps and suddenly turned around. Seeing that Gu Haoran was still standing still, she couldn't help curling her lips: "What are you looking at? Everyone is gone!"

Gu Haoran smiled and walked past her, but he went straight forward without stopping.

She was angry and spat hatefully at the hazy lamp shadow of the north house.

In the room, the red candle swayed, but it was not the smoke-free and tearless river candle that was used to keep the year. The light black smoke shook with the candlelight, and there were also a large pile of red tears on the candlestick, like a bloody iceberg.

Gu Haoxuan took out a letter from his arms and handed it to her.

As soon as she looked at the handwriting, she said happily, "It was written by Er Niang!"

He drew the letter paper, but threw it back into his hand: "Help me look at it!" I sat by the bed, took out a half-woven wine-red bracelet from under the pillow, and knitted it with candlelight.

Gu Haoxuan smiled and unfolded the letter paper...

His voice was gentle and beautiful, penetrating into the swaying candlelight and spreading warmth in the house.

Cheng Zhuhuai has settled down in his hometown. The local township officials did not embarras them because he was a criminal minister, but was quite respectful. Cheng Cangyi's injury gradually recovered. Lang Zhong said that he would not leave any sequelae. Qitong is taking good care of him...

Reading this, Gu Haoxuan paused and looked at Cheng Xueyan with a happy face when he saw her.

Du Mizhen is still sometimes confused and sometimes sober, but she has to make trouble at any time. She is a patient, and no one wants to talk to her. Tang Fanrou sometimes asks her daughter to pretend to be Cheng Xueyao to talk to her to relieve her boredom.

Cheng Zhunhe borrowed money before and didn't say to pay it back, but now that he has vacated his ancestral house to them, no one has done it in advance. Moreover, he comes to take care of it from time to time, and the family is also happy.

Du Yingzi... After all, she followed them. Her hands and feet are much more diligent than before, but her cheap nature has not changed. Instead, her daughter Fu Yixue used a local recipe that she didn't know what to call. She was gradually getting more and more beautiful...

This is really a good news letter. Although it is not difficult to guess that it saves a lot of complicated things to avoid her worries, it gives people hope after all.

"Hao Xuan, do you think spring is coming, will everything get better?" She tilted her head to look at the man standing by the candle.

"Of course." He sat next to her and looked at the chain in her hand: "Why don't you rest during the Spring Festival?"