The man who loves and chases the murderer lives next door

Chapter 587 Ji Qian Without New Year's Money (Part [-])
As soon as the family went downstairs, they saw the lively scene downstairs.

Several children in the family got up, and at this time they were calling grandpa and grandma in a childlike voice, and said auspicious words while cupping their hands. , each of them is so cute that it makes people's hearts melt.

After a while, a few little guys received a stack of red envelopes. Judging from the thickness, the weight is quite a lot.

Because of what happened to Ji Qian when she was a child, she has never been able to integrate into this lively scene.

At that time, grandpa didn't like her, and other relatives didn't like her. She simply went around the yard to play with the snow, or was in a daze. The excitement and excitement of receiving New Year's money has nothing to do with her.

But she is not rare, because her parents will give her the New Year's money before they go downstairs.

This time, she also planned to walk away silently.

"Ji Qian." A majestic voice sounded like a bell.

Ji Qian was a little surprised that the old man called her by her name.

She turned around, and then saw the old man sitting in the main seat with a serious face.

"Come here," he called.

What did the old man call her for?Is it possible to give her lucky money?

Curling her lips, she walked towards the old man, and reluctantly called grandpa.

Mr. Ji couldn't help but have a headache. Does this granddaughter really dislike him so much?
Feeling a little uncomfortable, he simply ordered: "I have a headache, help me press my head."

Ji Qian suspected that she heard it wrong, Nani, instead of receiving a red envelope, she was working as a coolie?
She took a deep breath, a little upset, but she still suggested patiently: "How about I let Uncle Kun come over?"

"Uncle Kun is already very old, you can't let him rest in the first year of junior high school!" The old man immediately thumped his cane.

Ji Qian frowned slightly, thinking that the old man was a psychopath, and continued to suggest indifferently: "Then let Huimei come? She is a medical student."

Ji Hui, who was suddenly named, looked at Ji Qian, then immediately lowered her head, a little shy and a little expectant. If the old man could see him differently, his status would be very different.

Unexpectedly, the old man's face immediately sank, and he scolded Ji Qian: "Press it if you tell me."

"..."

Ji Qian was speechless and could only say silently in her heart: I'm not angry, I'm not angry, I'm not angry...

Putting her hands on the old man's temples, she imitated how her mother would massage her father's head on weekdays, rubbing her fingers hard for him.

The skin under the fingertips was very wrinkled and loose. When Ji Qian kneaded and massaged, she even had the illusion that the old man's skin and flesh were separated, and the skin might fall off after a few more rubs.

Thinking of this, she felt a little hairy, and couldn't help but tilt her head to look at her hands, and then found that the old man had a lot of age spots, and the marks were of different shades. Coupled with wrinkles, his face was like a piece of old bark. A piece of old bark that could peel off at any time.

And his sideburns have already turned gray, whether it's skin or hair, they all tell the truth: this old man is really old.

No matter how strong a person is, he can't resist the invasion of time.

Thinking of this, Ji Qian suddenly became less angry. This smelly old man didn't know how many years he would live, so why should she be angry with him.

Soon, the young people of the Ji family greeted each other one after another. The old man sat down with the second grandfather, fourth grandfather and fourth grandmother, looked at the crowd with a smile, and then handed out red envelopes to them.

Ji Qian watched eagerly as the old man handed out the red envelopes one by one. At that moment, she had to admit that she still cared a little.

That's money, can she not care?
Besides, I used to be out of sight and out of mind, but today I was forced to watch the whole process of giving out New Year's money. Who can be happy?What's more, Ji Qian is a vulgar person who can't be vulgar.

Her eyes fell on the last red envelope left in the old man's hand. The juniors in the room, including her 31-year-old brother, all had red envelopes, but she alone didn't have one. Then this red envelope...

"Fangxin, come here." Unexpectedly, the old man suddenly called the name of the eldest aunt, and Ji Qian couldn't help looking up at Gu Fangxin.

Gu Fangxin specially dressed up today. She is a person with a good face. On this day when the whole family gathers together, she naturally doesn't want to be seen as a joke, so there is no haggard look on her face.

She was also a little surprised when old man Ji called her, but she walked up to the old man gracefully as usual, and called Dad respectfully.

Old man Ji nodded secretly. Although Gu Fangxin has no way to teach her daughter, at least she can understand clearly.

He sighed, then handed out the red envelope, "Help Weiwei take it."

Gu Fangxin was stunned when she heard the words, then raised her head in astonishment, and met the old man's vicissitudes of face.

He was the one who insisted on calling the police, and he was the one who ordered Ji Wei not to enter the house, but at this moment, it was he who was thinking about Ji Wei... For a moment, she had mixed feelings in her heart.

"What are you doing in a daze, take it quickly." The old man said again.

Only then did Gu Fangxin reach out to take the red envelope, "I thank Dad on Weiwei's behalf, and wish Dad good health and a long life."

Since the old man specially left a red envelope for Ji Wei, it shows that he still cares about this granddaughter, so she hopes that the old man can take it back.

It's just that she stood there dawdling for a while, but didn't hear any more orders from the old man.

"Dad, Weiwei, she..."

"Go down." The old man waved his hand and interrupted her.

The light of anticipation in Gu Fang's heart gradually dimmed like that, and then her eyes turned red, her forced composure was finally broken, and she retreated in a daze.

Looking at this scene, Ji Qian felt more complicated than herself.

Ji Wei still has a red envelope if she does something wrong, but she never has one!

Thinking about it this way, the strength of his subordinates became two points heavier.

"Hiss!" The old man couldn't help hissing softly after being pressed so painfully, and then shouted, "Stop."

(End of this chapter)