They are all reborn, who will fall in love?.

Chapter 203 My Daughter-in-law I Have the Final Opinion
The Spring Festival Gala is playing on the TV in the living room, dumplings are cooked in the pot in the kitchen, the lights outside the window are just coming on, and the broken snowflakes are shaking and falling under the night.

Jiang Qin came to the dining table with bowls of steaming dumplings, wiped his hands and sat next to his best friend.

Feng Nanshu was holding the chopsticks, sitting in an obedient posture, her pink cheeks puffed up, and her eyes bright.

Yuan Youqin looked at the two of them against the light, and didn't know what was going on. The more she watched, the more comfortable she felt, so she turned around and conspired with Jiang Zhenghong who was cooking.

"Lao Jiang, your son brought me back."

"Really bring it back?"

"Well, I'm just sitting outside. You can continue cooking. I'll go back to my room and give her a red envelope."

Jiang Zhenghong held up a spoon and glanced at her: "You are too active, aren't you talking about good friends?"

After listening to Yuan Youqin, she thought for a while: "Even if it's not a girlfriend, it's not too much to give a red envelope. I'm happy to see her so good. Can't I give one?"

"I see, do you want to take the first place?" Jiang Zhenghong told the truth.

"What do you want to occupy or not? If people call me Auntie, then I am an elder no matter what."

"People say that mother-in-law and daughter-in-law don't deal with each other, but you're lucky. When you see one, you want to go home. This time, you got your wish."

Yuan Youqin couldn't help feeling a little emotional: "Raising such a big son suddenly brought a girl home, and it was the night of the New Year's Eve. My mood is really complicated and happy. Don't you feel that way?"

Jiang Zhenghong added some water to the pot, and put the lid on the pot: "It's a bit complicated, but I suggest you ask it carefully, so you don't end up having a good time in vain."

"Ask who? Ask Jiang Qin? Is there a truth in that dog's mouth?"

"That's true, but he had been hiding it before. Why did he bring it back so generously today?"

Yuan Youqin lowered her voice: "It's because the family didn't come back for the New Year, so it's lonely to eat the New Year's Eve dinner alone."

Jiang Zhenghong thought it was very reasonable after listening to it: "Since no one at home brought it back, it means that it is not yet time to formally introduce it to us. I suggest you not to get involved."

"I have the final say on the daughter-in-law I want, what right does Jiang Qin have?"

"..."

Ms. Yuan wiped her hands, turned and went into the bedroom. After taking out the red envelope prepared for Jiang Qin, she returned to the dining room and handed it to Feng Nanshu.

"Nan Shu, Happy New Year, Auntie will give you a red envelope, wishing you peace and happiness every year."

"Auntie is a good person."

Feng Nanshu took the red envelope, glanced at Jiang Qin, carefully put it into his pocket, and patted it twice.

Jiang Qin took a bite of the dumplings that were not dipped in vinegar, and thought to himself, Guo Zihang, Guo Zihang, you really paid for those roast chickens in the past by mistake.

Everyone is pretty much the same good friend, right?

And we've known each other since elementary school, so there's nothing wrong with being young.

Then why does the little rich woman get a red envelope when she comes for the first time, but you don’t even receive a red envelope paper when you come often?

You need to reflect on this issue carefully.

After a while, the stew was ready. Yuan Youqin and Jiang Zhenghong came to the dining table and announced the meal with smiling faces.

Although there is no vinegar in the dumplings on New Year's Eve this year, the joy is no less than when they are dipped in vinegar.

"This year's Spring Festival Gala still has Zhao Benshan?"

"Which year's Spring Festival Gala didn't have him, could it still be called the Spring Festival Gala?" Jiang Zhenghong took a sip of the wine in his glass.

Jiang Qin ate dumplings and watched "Not Bad for Money" in the TV series, and couldn't help sighing: "Maybe I won't be able to see it in a year or two."

"The Spring Festival Gala in the past few years has become more and more boring. If Zhao Benshan's sketches are gone, there is really no need to watch them."

"Nan Shu, eat more dishes." Yuan Youqin didn't pay attention to the Spring Festival Gala, but only Feng Nanshu.

Although she wasn't sure if she was her daughter-in-law, she still couldn't help but pick up food for the little rich woman over and over again.

She really wants a daughter, probably parents who only have a boy in their family will have this idea, they think that the daughter is obedient and attractive, and the boy is too naughty, but it is a pity that Jiang Qin is the first child, so this This wish cannot be fulfilled.

At this moment, Feng Nanshu has really fulfilled all of Yuan Youqin's fantasies about a well-behaved daughter. She eats whatever she wants and seems to be well-raised.

Jiang Qin looked away from the TV and glanced at the little rich woman: "Isn't she such a small eater before? Why is she such a lady today?"

"That's how I used to eat." Feng Nanshu looked serious.

"Impossible, you are a snack foodie, you dare to eat chili peppers in big mouthfuls."

"Jiang Qin, you are a bad guy."

Yuan Youqin knocked on the table angrily: "Jiang Qin, you must be full, why are you always bullying her?"

"?????"

How about I go?

It seems that I am the only outsider in this family.

Jiang Qin secretly complained in his heart, but did not dare to say it out, lest he would be unhappy during the Chinese New Year, so he wisely shut up and ate dumplings silently with his head down.

Feng Nanshu pursed her lips, her eyes were full of joy, like a silly cat being stroked comfortably, her beautiful eyes reflected the warm light.

The conversation that followed was more interesting.

Yuan Youqin asked how the two met, and the little rich woman answered honestly, saying that Jiang Qin kicked me, and Yuan Youqin's five-character comment interrupted him.

Jiang Qin was drinking tea and listening nearby. He felt a chill in his knees. He was afraid that his old cold legs had an attack again.

In fact, Yuan Youqin had many more in-depth questions to ask Feng Nanshu, but Jiang Zhenghong had already analyzed them before eating.

It's the first time for a little girl to come to her door, and it's not the kind of formal and clear relationship. It's inappropriate to ask too many questions. It's better to just let it go.

It's yours, you can't run away without occupying it first.

Yuan Youqin felt that this was the truth, so she didn't ask any more questions.

In the middle of the night, Uncle Gong came to pick up Feng Nanshu in his car. He stood by the flower pond downstairs and kept waving his hands, so Jiang Qin took the little rich woman down.

Even though she was reluctant to part, there was no way to keep her overnight.

Yuan Youqin was still standing on the balcony at this moment, and seeing Feng Nanshu's back getting into the car, she also felt a sense of emptiness in her heart. It would be great if such a big daughter-in-law could stay at home. look around.

"Master Jiang, then let's go first."

"Wait a minute, Uncle Gong, I'll hold you up for a few minutes, I have something to ask you." Jiang Qin called Uncle Gong to stop.

Uncle Gong turned his head: "What's wrong?"

"I'm curious, why doesn't anyone accompany Feng Nanshu to celebrate the New Year?"

"Actually, the uncle wanted her to go to Shanghai to celebrate the New Year, but the eldest lady didn't want to go. It's probably the fourth year now. She has always celebrated the New Year alone."

Jiang Qin thought of the information form: "I have seen the information registration form. The little rich woman has no mother?"

Uncle Gong pursed his lips and nodded: "Yes, Young Master Jiang."

"Now have a stepmother?"

"Yes, Master Jiang."

"Currently, her father and her stepmother's family are celebrating the New Year in Shanghai?"

"Yes, Master Jiang."

"Feng Nanshu's stepmother is a very powerful woman?"

"..."

Uncle Gong was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head and remained silent.

Jiang Qin actually also knew that it was difficult for Uncle Gong to continue to answer this question, because as a driver, he certainly could not use his own subjective judgment to evaluate the boss's family affairs and his family.

But this kind of silence is actually an answer, and there is no need to ask other questions.

"When are you going to Shanghai?"

"Leave early tomorrow morning. Secretary Liang and I will accompany you all the way. Don't worry, Young Master Jiang."

Jiang Qin glanced at Feng Nanshu through the glass, and found that Feng Nanshu was also lying on the window looking at him: "Uncle Gong, little rich woman... did you voluntarily go to visit the New Year?"

Uncle Gong nodded after listening: "Miss is not only going to pay New Year's greetings to uncle, but also grandparents, uncles and aunts, especially Miss's aunt, who miss her every year. Ever since the twelfth lunar month, they have been arguing for See miss."

"Well, I'm fine."

"Master Jiang really can't see our young lady being wronged in the slightest."

Uncle Gong murmured in his heart, and then drove into the endless night.

At this moment, a burst of crackling firecrackers sounded suddenly, which immediately brought the taste of the year to its peak.

Jiang Qin looked at the time and found that it was already past twelve o'clock in the morning. The announcement banning fireworks and firecrackers seemed to be able to control the first half of the night but not the second half of the night.

Early the next morning, the snow stopped, and the whole of Jeju was completely white.

From [-] o'clock in the morning, Jiang's family, who had had breakfast, welcomed many guests who came to pay New Year's greetings one after another.

Hongrong Homeland is a resettlement area. Although the infrastructure is average, the good news is that relatives and friends live nearby, and it is very convenient for New Years greetings.

Yuan Youqin was very happy this year. He didn't feel uncomfortable at all when he heard people talking about his daughter-in-law and grandson. Sometimes he even participated in it and expressed his opinions freely.

You know, since Sister Li had a grandson and raised people everywhere, Yuan Youqin has always avoided such topics, but today's sense of participation is unexpectedly strong.

"I think a daughter-in-law must be good."

"I think a daughter-in-law must be tall."

"I think the daughter-in-law must be white."

Some relatives and friends who are at odds with their daughter-in-law will laugh and say, Youqin, you can really dream, you must have drunk a lot last night, and you haven’t sobered up until now.

"Jiang Qin, how are you doing with your studies recently? You're off to college, so you're not being naughty?"

"Mom, mom, where is my trophy, take it out quickly, open my cousin's eyes, and see what is called a learning star!"

Jiang Qin poured tea and shouted into the room, not to mention how arrogant he was.

The relatives who gathered in the room passed the trophy around, and all of them gave a thumbs up and praised it, which is very beautiful for the learning star.

"There are still newspapers, mom, bring me the Linchuan Youth Daily!"

(End of this chapter)