#Sixty-five

The Spring Festival is coming soon, but the Tang family, who is trapped in the storm, still has no trend of improving at all.

After Tang Xi sent the money to JN, he began to sort out the assets that Tang's current possession.

After selling some subsidiaries and brands, Down's scale shrank by about a quarter, plus those losses...

But the one that is troubled now is not this, but the investigation team sent by the above.

Although Tang Xi has been trying to deal with it, as the investigation deepens, some things have gradually begun to be touched.

Tang Xi had no choice but to find a few important people, and asked them to help him ask the investigation team to stop for a while.

But I can only stop during the Spring Festival, and the investigators will continue to investigate after that.

Tang Xi paid a lot of money to help those people, and because she was busy dealing with Tang's affairs, even if the Chinese New Year was about to be celebrated, Tang Xi didn't have much time to stay in the villa.

When I occasionally go back to the villa, I look anxious.

These had no effect on Tang Jin and Rong Yue at all.

On New Year's Eve, after preparing evening meals, even the chef went home on holiday. Only a few servants who had already taken their family to live in the Tang family's villa were left in the villa.

Even Mingxiu and Tang gave him a holiday two days this morning and asked him to go home.

It is inevitable that there are too few people and they are deserted. Rong Yue simply called the servants and their families to the villa to make dumplings together.

"Sir, these dumplings are so beautiful. Speaking of which, your cooking skills are also very good. Did you learn them yourself?" A male servant who is not young couldn't help but understand.

Rong Yue looked at the dumplings like small ingots in his hand, and after a while, he whispered: "It was all taught by my father."

"So that's it, you have a good father."

Rong Yue smiled and didn't say anything.

After a while, he watched Tang Jin, who was sitting next to him watching TV with Tang Anan, couldn't help but shake his head and walked over.

"Xiao Jin, don't be lazy, come and make dumplings."

Tang Jin, who was caught, glanced at the table of dumplings, "...Isn't so much enough?"

"Everyone eats a few more, of course this is not enough."

After being stared at by Rong Yue, Tang Jin had no choice but to go over and make dumplings together.

Seeing that she had been watching for a long time before picking up a dumpling skin, stuffing some meat filling in it and pinching it... the very scalloped roasted wheat came out, Rong Yue couldn't help but sigh.

He walked to Tang Jin and taught her to make dumplings.

"So... fold it slowly." Rong Yue pinched a beautiful lace for the dumplings, and then looked at Tang Jin beside him, "I learned..."

He looked at the pair of shallow eyes that reflected his appearance, and couldn't help but touch his face with the back of his hand, "Did you touch anything?"

Tang Jin shook his head, "No."

She looked at the gentle and patient Rong Yue and bent the corner of her lower lip, "I just think that my dad will definitely be a good dad."

Just as his father taught him to do it, he would teach his children so gently in the future.

He will be a good dad.

Rong Yue knew that she must have heard what he had just said.

Although he still feels a little depressed when thinking about those things, after so many years, Rong Yue has been able to face those things calmly when he mentions them.

He put the wrapped dumplings in Tang Jin's palm, "Then Xiao Jin will work harder and don't be a bad mother, okay?"

Although Tang Jin had never said it, Rong Yue still noticed her vague dislike for the unborn baby. ωωw..net

Rong Yue didn't think too much about it because although she disliked the baby a little strangely, she didn't dislike it because it was his child. On the contrary, she endured it because it was his child.

As for disgust...

She seemed to think the baby was a little stupid, and she also thought the baby always made him feel uncomfortable...

But a baby who is only three months old requires him to be informed, reasonable, well-behaved and obedient... it is a bit too harsh.

And Xiao Jin like this also makes him feel cute.

Tang Jin sighed silently, "I try my best."

Rong Yue looked at the lazy in her eyes, but wanted to laugh a little.

Really... so cute.

My heart was beating a little faster. When everyone on the table was busy making dumplings and not noticing them, Rong Yue gently held Tang Jin's hand and linked her fingers.

He couldn't help but say, "Apart from a good mother, Xiao Jin..." He looked into Tang Jin's eyes, as if he had something to say.

Tang Jin blinked.

Emotions just surged up, and when they met her eyes, Rong Yue became awake again.

And in such occasions... it is not very suitable to say those words.

Rong Yue couldn't help but stop opening, "It's okay..."

Tang Jin raised his eyebrows.

Although everyone on the table was making dumplings, they would still be noticed if they were entangled for too long. Rong Yue let go of Tang Jin's hand and turned around to continue making dumplings.

But compared to the beginning, his attention was obviously not so focused.

After packing several different types of dumpling ingredients, Rong Yue went to wash his hands, then took the red envelope and sent it to the servants, and asked them to take the dumplings back.

It was only afternoon after the dumplings were made. Tang Xi had not come back yet, and he didn't call to say that he would not come back. Rong Yue didn't care about that much, so he cooked some dumplings for Tang Jin and Tang An'an to eat.

The cooked dumplings were round, plump, and beautiful. Rong Yue put a plate of dumplings in front of Tang Jin and Tang An'an, prepared the ingredients, and then said:

"Okay, I put a coin in a dumpling. Whoever eats it will have this big red envelope. If you don't eat it, you will only have this little red envelope."

Rong Yue shook the two of them, one big and one small, and two red envelopes with cute Fuwa drawings.

Tang Jin poked the dumplings in the bowl, but he didn't know what to say.

Red envelope...Her little dad really treats her as a child?

Seeing Tang Jin's expression, Rong Yue couldn't help but smile and reminded: "After all, Xiao Jin is a little younger than me."

Tang Jin held his face and answered, "Do you need me to call you brother?"

She bent her eyes, "Brother Rong Yue?"

She was used to calling her father, so she suddenly called her brother like this, and Rong Yue was frozen for a moment.

"Xiao Jin... don't make a fuss." Rong Yue turned his head and pushed the dumplings in front of her, "If you don't eat them, you will be finished by An An..."

Tang Jin saw the half-red layer of red on the tip of his ears, and then saw through it and said nothing.

Rong Yue didn't cook much, and he ate two of them himself. After a while, Tang Anan bit him a crisp sound.

Rong Yue looked over and smiled, "An An has eaten it, then this big red envelope will be An An."

Tang Anan happily received the big red envelope.

"It's a pity that Xiao Jin only has a small red envelope." Rong Yue handed the small red envelope to Tang Jin.

Tang Jin cooperated to take it.

However, although the red envelope is a little small, it is still quite thick.
Chapter completed!