small country farmer

Chapter 122 The Uninvited Guest

This year, Zhang Wei's family is very lively and happy.

On New Year's Eve, Zhang Wei, Lan Fang, Tong Siqi, and Mo Ying accompanied Sun Xiaolian to watch the night, surrounded the TV, ate melon seeds, and watched the Spring Festival Gala. The family enjoyed themselves happily.

In the early morning of the first day of the new year, Zhang Wei all woke up, put on new clothes, and wished each other a happy new year and sent blessings.

"Mom, my son was ignorant before, and he has not been able to be by your side, which has caused you a lot of hardship. My son kowtows to you. I wish you a happy new year with a long life and a lot of laughter." Zhang Wei With affectionate eyes, he knelt in front of his mother and kowtowed to pay New Year's greetings. During the two years in prison, he owed his mother too much, so he should kowtow.

Sun Xiaolian cried excitedly, hurriedly helped Zhang Wei up, and nodded in relief, "Get up, it's cold on the ground, and being with you is better than anything else. Mom has a very happy life this year."

Zhang Wei looked at his mother with a smile, and wiped away tears for her. Lan Fang also smiled, stepped forward to support Sun Xiaolian, and said softly, "Aunt Lian, today is the first day of the new year, and I wish you a happy new year too. I wish you good health and happiness like the East Sea.”

"Okay, okay, happy Chinese New Year!" Sun Xiaolian couldn't close her mouth happily, and held Lan Fang's hand, but didn't let go.

Tong Siqi also hurried forward, and as soon as Lan Fang's voice fell, she happily sent her blessings, "Xiaoqi also wishes you a New Year greeting, I wish you a younger and more beautiful life."

Sun Xiaolian was amused by Tong Siqi, rubbed her little head, and said with a smile, "Silly boy, Aunt Lian is old and not as beautiful as you."

"Hee hee, in my opinion, Aunt Lian is the most beautiful." Tong Siqi smiled heartlessly, like Sun Xiaolian's own daughter, rubbing against Sun Xiaolian's body affectionately.

Mo Ying, who has never been talkative, took the opportunity of the New Year to speak his mind, "I also wish you and everyone a New Year. Thank you for taking care of me all the time. It's nice to have you."

Everyone stared at Mo Ying for a while, they all turned Mo Ying's face red, very shy, bowed their heads and smiled slightly.

Sun Xiaolian smiled and took Mo Ying's hand, very kindly, "We are all a family, and we should take care of them. This is the red envelope I prepared for you."

"Ah, Aunt Lian is giving out red envelopes!" Tong Siqi cheered when she saw the red envelope in Mo Ying's hand.

"Hey, this belongs to Xiaoqi, don't be too small." Sun Xiaolian smiled kindly, "This belongs to Xiaofang."

Tong Siqi took the red envelope and was very happy. She stared at the red envelope and muttered, "It's not too little. Aunt Lian must have sent a lot, hehe."

"You fine girl." Lan Fang smiled and rolled her eyes at Tong Siqi, Tong Siqi giggled for a while, her big eyes never left the red envelope in her hand.

No matter how much or how little, red envelopes are given out in the New Year just for auspiciousness.

Zhang Wei looked at the three beauties who had received the red envelopes, with a smile on his face, thinking that his mother would send them to him next time, looking forward to it.

But after a long time, Sun Xiaolian didn't send it to him. He was a little unhappy and felt aggrieved, "Mom, you are too unfair. They all have red envelopes, why don't I have one?"

Sun Xiaolian was stunned for a moment, and then remembered that Zhang Wei hadn't sent it yet. She slapped her forehead and exclaimed, "Oh, look at me, I actually forgot about my own son."

"Ha ha……"

All of a sudden, the three beauties from Lanfang burst into laughter, looking at the wronged Zhang Wei, they were very happy.

Zhang Wei smiled heartily, and the room was full of joy and liveliness.

"Excuse me, is this Zhang Wei's house?" The laughter of the room was broken by a middle-aged man's voice.

Zhang Wei frowned, turned around, and saw three figures standing at the door.

One of the three was a middle-aged man with a sloppy beard and unkempt appearance. The clothes on his body were washed white and worn out. His eyelids were drooping and his eyes were dull.

The other two, one is a middle-aged woman, and the other is a boy of fourteen or fifteen years old.

The middle-aged woman was much better dressed than the middle-aged man. She was neat and tidy, and even put on makeup on her face. She was smiling all over her face, as if she had met a savior, and her eyes were full of anticipation.

As for the clothes on the fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy, he was also very clean. He looked around curiously with a dazed expression on his face. This strange environment seemed not bad.

"Gangzi!" Zhang Wei looked at the family of three, frowning, completely unimpressed, but Sun Xiaolian recognized the middle-aged man at a glance, his expression changed drastically, he exclaimed, and hurried forward excitedly, As if seeing a relative whom I haven't seen for a long time, my whole body trembled.

"Gangzi, you are finally willing to come and see me." Sun Xiaolian burst into tears, full of bitterness.

Sun Gang looked embarrassed, seeing Sun Xiaolian in front of him living in a mansion, wearing a famous brand, and radiant, he was suddenly speechless.

In the past, when he was in glory, he ignored his own sister's difficulties and stopped seeing her after death. Now it's his turn, and he has come back so shamelessly.

He really felt that he was not a man, and the complex emotions of regret broke out all of a sudden, his lips trembled, and he wanted to open his mouth to speak, but he couldn't.

"You are stupid, talk, my sister is talking to you, call me quickly." The middle-aged woman next to Sun Gang looked impatient, frowned, and reluctantly pushed Sun Gang, pointedly The voice makes people feel that this woman is very mean.

Sun Gang frowned, shrugged his shoulders in dissatisfaction, shrugged off the woman's hand, snorted softly, lowered his head and looked at Sun Xiaolian, his weak voice was humming like a mosquito, "Eldest sister!"

"Hey, come in and warm up. This is Xiaojun. He has grown so tall. Come in and sit down. Xiaowei, your uncle and sister-in-law are here. Go and pour tea." Sun Xiaolian hurriedly wiped off the sweat on her face Tears, a very enthusiastic smile, did not mention the past at all, she just feels that now that she is old, there are fewer and fewer relatives by her side, and she cherishes every relative.

Zhang Wei sullenly, frowning, finally recognized his uncle, young and energetic, he still can't forget the past, he will not be like his mother, smile away all grudges.

Sun Xiaolian greeted Sun Gang and his family to sit down. Fourteen or fifteen-year-old Sun Jun looked at the table full of delicious food and salivated. Sun Xiaolian smiled and said, "Let's eat."

Sun Jun was like a hungry wolf, holding a table full of snacks and devouring them hungrily, as if he hadn't eaten for a long time, he looked very pitiful.

Sun Gang sat with his head bowed, he didn't have the face to see Sun Xiaolian, he kept rubbing his hands, very depressed.

Wang Caiyun smiled at Sun Xiaolian, her small sharp eyes kept looking around the room, and there was a little light in them.

Sun Xiaolian watched Sun Jun gobble it up, and accidentally choked on it. She hurriedly helped him beat his back, and said with a smile, "Eat slowly, it's all yours."

"Hey? Xiaowei, where's the tea you poured?" Sun Xiaolian followed Sun Jun's back, frowning. It's been a while, why hasn't it been served yet? Turning her head, she found that Zhang Wei was motionless, and she was a little annoyed. The voice has improved a lot.

"What are you doing standing there, kid? Hurry up and pour tea for your uncle and sister-in-law."

Zhang Wei has a very stubborn temper, with a cold face, he doesn't want to see Sun Gang's family very much, he has no intention of pouring tea at all, and even wants to drive them away immediately.

Lan Fang saw something, and hurriedly approached Zhang Wei with a smile, and whispered, "Xiaowei, it's Chinese New Year, is there anything we can't talk about until the Chinese New Year is over? Go and pour tea."

Zhang Wei is not a stupid person. Hearing what Lan Fang said, thinking about it, he could only hold back the resentment in his heart for a while, snorted coldly, and walked outside the house.

"unlucky!"

(End of this chapter)