When Jiang Fuyue arrived home, the old man, the three brothers Han Shen, including Han Ting, and Xiao Mang were all there.
"Yueyue is back!"
"Sister, the kitchen left you roasted sweet potatoes, which are super delicious."
"Wang—" Xiao Mang galloped over, wagging his tail wildly.
The old man: "Yueyue, don't you go to school tomorrow?"
Han Ting answered immediately: "Tomorrow is a holiday, and my sister will definitely not go."
Jiang Fuyue nodded: "No, stay home for the holidays."
"hey-hey… "
It was night, the moon was shining like water, and the night was dark.
There was a thick fog outside the window, and water droplets condensed on the glass.
Jiang Fuyue was wearing pajamas, sitting under the lamp and flipping through papers related to the new topic.
As time passed by, she remained focused, as if an old monk had settled down.
until-
Knock knock!
There was a knock on the door.
Jiang Fuyue then put down the iPad and raised her voice: "The door is unlocked, come in directly!"
"Hey..." He heard laughter before seeing anyone, Han Heng was wearing flowery pajamas, and Xiao Mang was still at his feet.
"Are you chasing drama?"
Jiang Fuyue glanced at the lighted tablet at hand, but said nothing.
Just then Han Heng came over and glanced at it casually. The dense English was full of proper nouns, and he couldn't understand any of them.
"..." I'm sorry, I forgot that the pastime of learning gods is not the same as that of ordinary people.
"Uncle, what can I do for you?" Jiang Fuyue stroked the dog's head, and Xiao Mang was so happy that he "wowed and whined", but he shoved her calf vigorously.
Han Heng was unhappy: "I can't find you if I have nothing to do?"
Jiang Fuyue: "Of course. If people want to see big stars, they have to squat at the airport. It's different for me. When superstars take the initiative to come to you, it's still pure makeup."
Han Heng proudly puffed up his chest: "Of course! Your uncle and I can kill Xiao Xianrou even without makeup!"
"Shall I applaud?"
He thought for a while: "You can have some."
Jiang Fuyue immediately clapped the field.
Xiao Mang tilted the dog's head: "Wow?" What are these two doing
After enjoying the lovely compliments from his niece, Han Heng took out a... long-haired monkey from behind as if by magic
Loudly said: "Happy New Year!"
Yes, 2052 is the Year of the Monkey.
"Thank you uncle." Jiang Fuyue reached out to take it.
When Han Heng let go, he reluctantly rubbed the monkey's body, ah, the fluffy hair is so rua!
The corner of Jiang Fuyue's mouth twitched.
After Han Heng left, Jiang Fuyue was going to include this monkey in the plush army: "...huh?"
It is hard to touch the back of the monkey suddenly.
She opened Maomao and found a mechanism cassette. She pressed it lightly, and the box popped out, a card and a note.
The card is a super membership card of a famous international brand, and you can choose 100 sets of seasonal ready-made clothes at will every year.
The one in Jiang Fuyue's hand was upgraded with money, 100 sets became 365 sets.
In other words, with this card, Jiang Fuyue can change clothes without repeating every day for 365 days a year.
She had only heard of this card in the in-depth revealing video of the entertainment industry, and everyone in the comment area didn't believe it, saying that a certain star was a top-tier star and hadn't seen him have it, so it definitely didn't exist.
Facts have proved that not having does not mean that it does not exist, but that it is not qualified.
Putting the card aside, Jiang Fuyue opened the note, and what came into view was a paragraph of smooth pen writing—
Monthly:
Thank you for coming and filling this home with laughter.
In the new year, I hope you dress up beautifully every day and live happily.
Oh, by the way, next time the old man gets mad and wants to slap me, you must ask me to say something nice! Must remember! (Please please~)
Signed: Love your uncle.
Jiang Fuyue put the card into the bag, and put the note in the drawer.
Just when she was about to pick up the tablet again, Han Shen came.
"Is Yueyue still asleep?"
"No."
"Happy New Year." Not as many bells and whistles as Han Heng, after Han Heng finished speaking, he directly took out a red envelope.
Jiang Fuyue did not refuse, "Thank you uncle!"
"Good~" rubbed her head lightly, and warned, "Go to bed early, don't stay up too late."
After saying that, he turned and left.
Jiang Fuyue opened the red envelope, and inside was a bank card.
Han Shen is always so real.
Everyone lined up like a line. As soon as Han Shen left, Han Heng arrived.
Well, another bank card.
Finally, the old man.
Jiang Fuyue rushed ahead of him: "Happy New Year, Grandpa."
"Hey! Happy New Year! This is mine."
With that said, the red envelope was handed over.
Jiang Fuyue: "Thank you."
After the old man left, she opened it, and this time it was finally not a bank card, um... it was a check.
The six zero kind.
In less than half an hour, Jiang Fuyue received enough to buy a suite in the city center, the full price.
Maybe this is the rich... happy
When Lou Mingyue was in the past, she was also a wealthy family, why didn't she have one
At 11:40, Jiang Fuyue turned off the lights and lay down.
Usually she would put her mobile phone on the bedside table, but today she didn't know why, she paused and decided to put it beside her pillow.
At that time, the needle slowly pointed to 12, which heralded the arrival of 2052.
At the same time, the mobile phone rang a WeChat notification tone.
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What Yueyue didn't have in her previous life, she has in this life.