Everyone laughed and laughed.
The servants in the family didn't have a holiday. They were supposed to have a holiday, but considering that the Song family was coming to eat, the chef couldn't.
Chinese New Year is a day of reunion.
But the chef felt that five times his salary was enough to stop him from returning home.
The Mu family was very lively tonight, everyone was laughing at the dinner table, and Qiao Jin also drank some wine.
She drank alcohol, but she was not drunk. Her body would automatically digest the bad things for her.
After dinner, Mother Song and the others sat together for a daily pastime—playing mahjong.
They planned to stay at Mu's house until 12 o'clock in the evening to officially turn over the new year before going back.
Mu Qizhi took Song Suyu to another place to whisper.
Both Qiao Jin and Song Yanqing don't know how to play mahjong, so naturally they couldn't make it to the table. Mother Song and Qiao Fei took Song Siyin and Mu Zhenming with them, Mu Xiangshan was watching TV on the sofa, and Mu Qichu served as a mahjong reserve guard. On the sidelines, ready to go to work at any time, Mu Qi didn't think he had anything to do but didn't dare to run around. After all, the Song family was still there during the Chinese New Year today. If he said something to go out to dance with his friends, Qiao Fei would give him a discount on the spot.
He sat down to play the game. After losing three games in a row, he felt that the game and the world were boring. He looked up and saw that his grandfather was watching the hot news on TV. Mu Qilian said on the spot, "Grandpa, can you watch something that a macho should watch?" thing?"
Mu Xiangshan turned his eyes, and there was a word—'Get out'—in the old but energetic eyes.
Mu Qilian pretended not to see it cheekily. When he saw the remote control on the coffee table, he picked it up and changed the channel directly. It was SpongeBob SquarePants.
Mu Xiangshan: "..."
Everyone who was playing mahjong raised their heads and saw the scene where Mu Xiangshan took Mu Qilian upstairs with a feather duster, Qiao Fei took a look, then glanced around indifferently: "Hey, where are Qiao Jin and Yanqing? "
Everyone was so addicted to playing mahjong that they didn't notice why the two disappeared.
"Go upstairs."
Mu Zhenming said: "The Chinese New Year is not allowed to get along with others alone?"
Song's mother smiled heartily: "Ignore them, come on, let's continue to beat us, 20,000."
Song Siyin: "Nonsense."
Mother Song: "..."
Turn your face on the spot.
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Qiao Jin and Song Yanqing were upstairs in their own room.
This was the first time Song Yanqing had formally stepped into Qiao Jin's boudoir.
Her room is simple, decorated by Qiao Fei.
What she thinks of is the pink princess style. Not all of them are pink, but they are quite natural and fresh, but Qiao Fei still has a girlish heart.
Song Yanqing looked at it and couldn't help laughing: "Your mother arranged it for you?"
Qiao Jin nodded: "Well, I'm not good at this, it's just a place to live, and it's up to her to do what she wants."
The room has a good view, and you can see the road outside the villa from the outside.
So before, Qiao Jin could directly see Song Yanqing leaving by the window.
Song Yanqing looked around, but could clearly feel the atmosphere of Qiao Jin's life.
Reminiscent of the past about Qiao Jin seen in the time matrix, and the present about Qiao Jin now, he felt that there was a special contrast.
Sometimes, it's hard to tell which kind of Qiao Jin is cute enough.
He thought both images were cute.
Couldn't help touching Qiao Jin's hair, she turned her head, glanced at Song Yanqing, her eyes were clear: "Happy New Year."