Reborn 1980 State-owned female factory director

Chapter 232 232 Gifts
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After coming out of the restaurant, Huo Xianchen sent Jiang Yuanyuan back home.

Jiang Yuanyuan went back to his room, and then took out the sweater he knitted.

"Here, your birthday present." Jiang Yuanyuan handed the cloth bag in his hand to Huo Xianchen.

She still knows her craft very well, which is very shameful.

So, after handing the gift to Huo Xianchen, he turned around and went to the kitchen, pretending to drink water.

Huo Xianchen looked at the cloth bag in front of him, but couldn't figure out what was in it for a while.

It wasn't until I opened it that I discovered the neatly folded wool fabrics inside.

He frowned, unfolded it, and realized that it was a sweater.

It's just that the craftsmanship may not be very skilled, and the weaving is not very good-looking.

"Did you weave it for me yourself?" Huo Xianchen raised his voice and asked inside.

Jiang Yuanyuan pretended to drink water, and answered with a vague voice: "I just knit casually."

As he spoke, he poked his head out, wanting to see Huo Xianchen's expression.

Seeing that Huo Xianchen in the living room had already put on a new sweater, she walked out with a water glass.

"How is it? Is it okay?" Huo Xianchen asked excitedly.

Jiang Yuanyuan looked him up and down, and couldn't help but nodded slightly.

Although the sweater was not woven properly, it was very dignified when worn on Huo Xianchen.

I have to say that Huo Xianchen really has a good skin.

"My craftsmanship is really good!" Jiang Yuanyuan boasted proudly.

It was the first time for Huo Xianchen to wear such bright eyes, and he didn't know what he looked like now.However, from Jiang Yuanyuan's astonished expression, he knew that the effect should not be too bad.

He reached out and gently touched Jiang Yuanyuan's head twice, and said to her happily: "This is the best gift I received today!"

Jiang Yuanyuan raised his eyes to look at him, his eyes were also shining: "Really?"

Huo Xianchen nodded.

No matter what Jiang Yuanyuan gave him, he would be very happy.

Jiang Yuanyuan got his affirmation, and then he snorted softly and said: "You know the goods! It's not in vain that I stayed up for a few nights, just for you to weave..."

Before he finished speaking, Huo Xianchen frowned: "You didn't seem to sleep well a while ago, is it because you don't sleep at night to weave this?"

Jiang Yuanyuan heard the unkindness in his tone, and immediately said with a smile: "No, I just didn't sleep well."

Seeing that Huo Xianchen didn't speak, she just stared at her, and then she said again, "Well, didn't you just sleep for a few days? It's just a trivial matter..."

"Small idea?" Huo Xianchen snorted coldly, reached out and grabbed her into his arms, "Don't take your body as a body."

Jiang Yuanyuan looked up at him, seeing the seriousness in his eyes, couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Huo Xianchen's already displeased face became even more ugly: "I'm talking to you seriously, are you taking this as a joke?"

As he said that, he raised his hand and hit Jiang Yuanyuan's ass directly.

Neither light nor heavy.

Jiang Yuanyuan was startled for a moment, then his face immediately turned red.

Seeing her expression, Huo Xianchen realized what he had just done, and his expression became a little subtle.

However, he didn't explain anything, and continued to say to her with a straight face: "I like the gift you gave me very much. I will like whatever you give me. But, I don't want you to give me gifts in this way." Make presents."

After Jiang Yuanyuan listened to his words, he nodded gently: "You can be content! I will not send it away in the future, it really cost me half my life!"

It's really because the time is too hasty, so this will be such a fight.

Huo Xianchen kissed her on the top of her head, and when he heard Wu Xiumei's voice from outside, he let go of his hand.

Wu Xiumei pushed open the door and came in, and saw Huo Xianchen's sweater at a glance: "Hey, you are dressed so brightly today? It's very pretty. You should wear this color more often in the future, so that you look like a young man." look like that!"

Huo Xianchen glanced at Jiang Yuanyuan.

Jiang Yuanyuan smiled happily.

Her vision was right.

"However, who knitted this sweater?" Wu Xiumei asked again, "This pattern is pretty good. This is the weaving method. Is this the first time weaving it?"

The smug look on Jiang Yuanyuan's face disappeared all of a sudden, the corners of his mouth curled, and he snorted softly.

Wu Xiumei heard the voice and turned to look at her: "You can't weave it?"

Jiang Yuanyuan didn't speak, but the expression on his face proved everything.

"That's no wonder." Wu Xiumei sneered ruthlessly.

Jiang Yuanyuan retorted: "It's the first time I've woven like this, is it already very good? The next one will definitely be better than this one!"

Wu Xiumei shook her head: "I don't believe it! Unless you knit one for me too!"

Co-authoring, Wu Xiumei is going around the corner and wants Jiang Yuanyuan to knit one for her too!

Jiang Yuanyuan saw her thoughts and said aloud: "Look at my mood! When I have time, I will knit another one for you."

Wu Xiumei snorted lightly, and curled the corners of her lips.

Wan Zhixin, who was standing aside, leaned into Huo Xianchen's ear, and teased in a low voice: "I'm jealous of you, Yuan Yuan knitted a sweater for you, but didn't knit for her, I'm jealous!"

Huo Xianchen naturally noticed it, and said to Wu Xiumei with a light smile: "Aunt Xiu, next time I will knit you one, it will definitely look better than this one."

"You know how to knit sweaters?" Wu Xiumei looked him up and down in disbelief.

Huo Xianchen shook his head: "No. But I can learn."

Only then did Wu Xiumei laugh, and waved her hands with a smile: "Forget it, I was just joking, so don't take it seriously!"

Obviously, Wu Xiumei didn't take this matter seriously either.

It was getting late, and Huo Xianchen didn't stay any longer, and got up to go back.

Jiang Yuanyuan sent him downstairs.

When he left, he took out the white scarf from the cloth bag and wrapped it around him.

Scarves are much easier to knit than sweaters, and they're made with leftover wool.

Huo Xianchen leaned close to her ear and whispered, "It's really warm."

Jiang Yuanyuan raised his eyes and glanced at him, but didn't speak.

Wu Xiumei watched the two of them go out with a sour expression on her face: "I can't keep my daughter when she grows up."

Wan Zhixin thought it was funny that she was jealous with Huo Xianchen: "My daughter will naturally have her own ideas when she grows up, so don't think too much about it, there will be such a day!"

Wu Xiumei rolled his eyes at him, snorted softly, turned and went back to the room.

Wan Zhixin rubbed his nose, not knowing what he said wrong, and looked helpless.

"What did I say wrong?" Wan Zhixin chased after him and asked.

Wu Xiumei shook her head: "You're right. I will accept it sooner or later. My daughter is not my property."

(End of this chapter)