"This is what you said, don't go back on it. If you go back on it, I will chase you."
Song Yishan seems to be in a good mood.
Qiao Jinling's mood floated in the air, like the constantly flying snowflakes, light and clean.
"If you don't mind, just go in and say hello to everyone. If your dad falls asleep again, why don't you just celebrate New Year's Eve with us."
Qiao Jinling's warm invitation has already arrived at the door of the house. If Qiao Xiangqian knew that she didn't ask Song Yishan to come in, the old father would definitely be angry again.
"No, don't go in and disturb them. I will give them New Year greetings tomorrow. You go in, they must be looking for you. When you go in, I will go home."
As Song Yishan said this, his arms around Qiao Jinling tightened, and he didn't want to let go for a moment.
"Don't you want me to go back? If you hold me so tightly, how can I leave?"
Qiao Jinling exposed Song Yishan's little thoughts without mercy, with a smile on his face and a confident look.
"Then let's go."
As if he had made a major decision, Song Yishan slowly loosened his hand and pinched Qiao Jinling's cheek. Her face was not big, but her cheeks were fleshy. They were soft when pinched, and people couldn't help but pinch them a second time.
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"Then I really have to go. It's snowing. You should be careful on your way home. You must pay attention to safety. When you get home, give me a call and let me know."
Qiao Jinling patiently warned that although there were not many cars on the road on New Year's Eve, the road was slippery in the snow, so we should be more careful.
"I know, you can come into the house."
Song Yishan didn't hesitate, he put his hands behind his back and signaled Qiao Jinling to hurry in with his eyes.
"I have a gift for you tomorrow."
Qiao Jinling had already entered the house with one foot. When she heard what Song Yishan said, she came out with half of her head exposed and asked curiously: "What gift? Tell me now."
"New Year's gift, how can I tell you now, wait, see you tomorrow, keep it a little mysterious."
Song Yishan shook his hand at Qiao Jinling.
"Hmph! Don't worry, happy New Year. We will not meet tomorrow, but next year."
"It's not that we see you next year, but that we see you every day and every year."
The two of them were like tongue twisters, and by the end they couldn't help but laugh.
Qiao Jinling finally made up her mind, walked into the yard, closed the door, and put her ear against the crack of the door, listening to the movement outside. There was no sound for a long time. After a long time, she heard the crunching of snow.
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The voice slowly weakened, and it seemed that Song Yishan had gone far. Qiao Jinling quietly opened the door and looked at Song Yishan's back, with a sweet smile on his lips. This back looked so solid and powerful, and there was an extra layer in the snow.
romantic.
When Song Yishan's figure completely disappeared from sight, Qiao Jinling closed the door. The sudden episode made this New Year's Eve particularly unforgettable.
The people in the room were still having fun.
The programs on TV come one after another, and the New Year's Eve atmosphere is getting stronger and stronger.
"Let's cook some more dumplings to eat!"
Joe moved forward like clockwork, not feeling tired at all, but feeling hungry.
"Okay, I'll cook some more, Lingling, what were you doing? I haven't seen you move for a long time."
Sun Huifang got up and went to the kitchen, where she only drank wine and ate vegetables. After fussing for a long time, she felt a little hungry.
"Get some air in the yard, I can't lose it."
Qiao Jinling changed the topic, not wanting them to find out that Song Yishan had already arrived.
Soon, several plates of hot dumplings were served with several kinds of fillings. Even if you were not hungry, you would still want to eat a few to get good luck during the New Year.
"I put copper coins in it. Whoever eats it will be lucky for a whole year."
Qiao Xiangxiu played tricks on her, causing Chen Qingxue to make a fuss, insisting on getting this lucky copper coin.
"Dingling bells..."
The phone rings.
Just as Chen Qingxue was about to answer the phone, the voice suddenly stopped. Everyone thought that she might have made a wrong New Year's call. Only Qiao Jinling understood that Song Yishan had arrived home and was reporting that he was safe.
Her hanging heart finally calmed down, and she and Chen Qingxue got into trouble again.
Amid the commotion, it was almost midnight. Qiao Jinfeng got up after a nap, planning to celebrate the New Year with everyone.
There are three families in one family.
At the moment when the clock struck zero, Qiao Jinling silently blessed the sky. The deafening sound of fireworks lit up half of the sky. Everyone was beaming with joy. The year 2000 had finally arrived.
The bell rang, but no one wanted to sleep, so they had to speak loudly to make each other hear.
"Happy New Year! Comrade Lao Qiao!"
"Happy New Year! Beautiful Sun Huifang!"
"Congratulations on getting rich! Boss Qiao Xiangxiu!"
Qiao Jinling and Chen Qingxue gathered around the adults, saying auspicious words and asking for red envelopes. After a round, the two of them gained a lot and their wallets were bulging. Especially Chen Qingxue was very happy. She could buy a few more magazines of "Times Film and Television"
Already.
In the second half of the night, the lively atmosphere finally began to dissipate, and they lay down on the bed one after another. They had to go to the resort early tomorrow morning, so they had to get up and pack their things, so they couldn't delay it too late.
Song Jingxing drove there by himself and took Song Yishan directly there.
Thinking of seeing Song Yishan tomorrow, Qiao Jinling tossed and turned, unable to sleep, and there were sporadic sounds of firecrackers outside.
She thinks she can be the first to get up early tomorrow morning!
The next day, at dawn, Sun Huifang called the children to get up. They were the ones inviting them to the resort, so they couldn't go too late.
The two people who were full of energy last night were now two quails lying in bed, and they didn't get up even after crowing for a long time.
No matter how handsome Song Yishan is, how can he be as fragrant as a warm quilt in winter?
After inking for a long time, Qiao Jinling and Chen Qingxue finally got up. It snowed heavily in the middle of the night last night, and the ground was covered with a thick layer. In the morning, firecrackers were set off again, and the red firecracker skins were spread all over the ground.
"You two are willing to get up. You can just go to the resort with your arms in bed. The loud sound of firecrackers didn't wake you two up."
Qiao Qianqian seemed to have not slept, and his mental state was still the same as last night. He and Gu Xihe fired two sticks of whip early in the morning. He was so happy that he ate two plates of dumplings in a row. Only then was he satisfied. The 50-year-old man
Their spirits are much better than those of Qiao Jinling and others.
Sun Huifang and Qiao Xiangxiu had already picked up everything they needed to carry. After the two women scolded each other, they had only one core purpose - the Chinese New Year was really tiring, and no one could help!
Qiao Jinling knew that if he went to help them, they would dislike his clumsiness, his hands and claws were too clumsy, and he would not be able to tell a dog to walk on his own, and no matter how hard he worked, he would not be able to do what they wanted.