Sweet wife is too young, uncle spoils obedient

After a day of self hypnosis, Jiang Mengxian finally persuaded herself and began her leisurely little day again.

Early in the morning of the third day of junior high school, Lian Xuepeng came to pay New Year's greetings. The goods were happily dressed, wearing a small red hat and a red scarf. Lian Xiwan would be at home these two days. As soon as Lian Xuepeng entered the door, he looked for Lian Xiwan everywhere. He kowtowed to him according to the old rules. After kowtowing, he stood up and asked for money:

"Uncle, uncle, where's my lucky money!"

Even Xi Wan finally did not wear Pikachu or frog pajamas today. He wore a red and gorgeous pink coral velvet pajamas. I don't know who chose the color matching, and no matter how high his appearance can't stand up.

He took out a big red envelope from his red pajamas, and even the snow pole quickly picked it up. He nodded and bowed happily: "thank you, thank you, hehe, hehe!"

But after taking the red envelope, he seemed not satisfied, and still pestered Lian Xiwan: "uncle, what else, what else?"

Lian Xiwan: "no more."

With that, he turned and went up to the second floor without expression. He entered the study. Even the snow pole followed him and chattered all the way: "uncle, just give it to me, that's it! Uncle, you're the best. Uncle, I beg you, please!"

It was early in the morning that Jiang Mengxian took care of Qiu Qiu, washed her face and brushed her teeth and went out. She immediately saw Lian Xuepeng's tail enter the study with Lian Xiwan, like a small tail swinging around.

Oh, it's coming early in the morning. How sticky it must be!

This year, even Xi and WAN had a lot of pressure. His wife was sealed and a man didn't live well.

Even the snow pole didn't seem to understand him at all. He was unhappy and entangled him like a dog: "uncle, give me your Divine weapon 'hundred miles of light'! Anyway, you don't play games, just give it to me, give it to me!"

"If you don't want to give it to me, just lend it to me for two days. When the world E-sports competition is over, I'll give it back to you, okay?"

"Uncle, uncle! You talk!"

"Hundred miles of streamer" is a divine weapon made by Lian Xiwan, who bought materials and made his own in the game. He has been refined for many years and has not been born, probably because it is extremely cold at high altitude. He is already the most powerful in the game. It doesn't matter whether he uses it or not.

Two days ago, he lent the hundred mile streamer to Qin fan to pretend to be forced, but he was watched by Lian Xuepeng. These days, he has been harassed by wechat every day, and he has not seen Lian Xiwan loose his mouth.

"Uncle, I'm going to compete soon. Our team is so strong that we can rush out of China and Asia. At that time, we will compete with the teams all over the world. If we don't have a powerful weapon, we will suffer more losses!"

"You don't know how ferocious the teams in other countries are. Without a powerful weapon, how much we suffer!"

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Lian Xiwan didn't speak. He turned on the computer and paid attention to the competition in the swordsman area of the world E-sports competition. The team trials in other countries have begun to compete fiercely. Because China is the home, the progress is a little slow. Now it's the Spring Festival. China is busy celebrating the Festival, and the trials will begin after the festival.

Swordsman is one of the earliest online games in China. It has been on sale for ten years. It is also the first Chinese online game to go abroad and have a great impact in the world. At present, there are tens of millions of players around the world, and the annual net income can be more than one billion US dollars.

This is only a small part of Lianxi Anhui's industry. Investing in online games is just because of hobbies.

Even Xuepeng was behind him and said, "dig, uncle, you look at the team. It's said that this player is the first player of swordsman abroad. It's super powerful! You're probably the only opponent in the world!"

"Their vice captain is also super powerful. Uncle, what should I do? You can only fight one person at that time. If the vice captain gives it to me, I'm afraid I can't fight. Look, how powerful their weapons are!"

"If I had that hundred Li streamer, the situation would be different..."

After all, he still wants a hundred miles of light.

Lian Xiwan turned off the computer and said impolitely, "a hundred miles of streamer sent people."

"What?!" even the snow pole stared incredulously: "who did you give it to?"

Even Xi Wan doesn't have any friends in the game, mainly because the coffee is too big, and most people are not qualified to make friends with him.

It's impossible for animals. If the goods get a hundred miles of light, it's a natural thing!

As for who he gave it to, Lian Xiwan didn't say, but Lian Xuepeng had to leave bitterly: "uncle, don't forget to go online on time at 7 p.m.! The trial began on the eighth day of the ninth lunar month! One game a day!"

Lian Xiwan sent Lian Xuepeng away and went out of the study. He saw Lian Xiaofu standing at the door, also wearing a red Pajama and a hood with a pair of fox ears. The pajama seemed to be called "Ali".

Lian Xiwan looked at him, and he also looked at Lian Xiwan. The father and son looked at each other silently for more than a minute. No one spoke. They directly skipped the speaking stage and began to communicate with ideas.

The ball looked at him so intensely that his round eyes didn't move.

Finally, Lian Xiwan was the first to lose. He took out a red envelope from his bag and put it in front of the ball: "come on, call dad."

The ball doesn't call dad. He takes the red envelope and runs away.

Lian Xiwan shook his head. He's a little fart. It's so cold to get lucky money!

The ball went back to the room, opened the red envelope, took out the red RMB and counted it one by one. He was not short of money, but the new year's money seemed to have a different meaning from ordinary money.

If Lian Xiwan transfers a million yuan to him, he doesn't seem to feel much, but if Lian Xiwan sends him a thousand yuan lucky money, he feels happy with the lucky money.

Jiang Mengxian looked at the ball counting money and knew that there was lucky money.

Looking at the piles of lucky money in the ball's hand, she envied, envied and hated.

In her memory, she confiscated some new year's money. During the new year's festival, seven aunts and seven aunts came home to pay New Year's greetings every year, but when giving children new year's money, they seemed to deliberately ignore her.

The knowledge of lucky money is very big. I'm willing to go to others when you come.

Other adults gave her lucky money, but no adults in her family can give other children lucky money. They must not do it, so no one is willing to give her lucky money.

The only lucky money in her memory was given by her grandmother many years ago. The old red envelope contained the old five yuan. When she got the lucky money, the whole person was very happy.

Five yuan was definitely a huge sum of money for her at that time. Grandma had no income. She often took her to the town to collect garbage and water bottles for money. Five yuan, how many water bottles do you have to pick up to get together!

She had a hard time. She lived with her grandmother and grandfather. Her two uncles didn't care about them. They lived in the suburbs. They planted land when they were busy, picked up garbage and sold money when they were free. Five yuan was a huge sum she couldn't think of.

When she opened the red envelope and saw the five yuan, she almost thought she had got the whole world.

Unfortunately, she can no longer receive lucky money. According to their old rules, once she gets married, she has no luck with lucky money. She is married now. Lucky money will probably be seen in the next life, and she has no one who can give her lucky money