Imperial Commander: His Pretty Wife Is Spoiled Rotten

On New Year's Eve, Mu Feichi got off the gate control at Xiao Jinglin's side, so he had to obediently send his sweetheart back before twelve o'clock.

Xiao Jinglin still maintained the tradition of the military country, sitting in the living room playing chess with the old man to watch the year.

Mu Feichi stood still after sending the man to the entrance, and did not come in, but nodded to the two people in the room, "Uncle Jing, I will not go in after the man has been sent back to you, I will come to pick him up tomorrow morning." She's going back to the compound."

Xiao Jinglin nodded, "I will send her back tomorrow, don't run around early in the morning."

"Okay!" Mu Feichi blinked at Yunxi, turned around and left the room.

Sitting in the car, Mu Feichi turned the car around, pressed the encrypted number on the phone and dialed out: "Notify everyone, go to Department A for a meeting, I'll be there in 30 minutes!"

It was already late at night, when everyone was watching the new year, and he issued such an order at this time, and those who received the notice knew very well that this must not be a trivial matter.

One pot at twelve o'clock, the whole of Kyoto was submerged in the sound of firecrackers, and the noisy and quiet city ushered in the first day of the Lunar New Year.

Yun Xi followed Mr. Xiao and Xiao Jinglin at the entrance of the villa, watching Xiao Er Xiao Si and the others set off firecrackers and fireworks at the door to welcome the New Year. The cold wind couldn't hide the warmth in his heart.

This is the only real Spring Festival that she has spent with her relatives in her two lifetimes combined.

"Grandpa, auspicious new year!" As soon as the bell rang at twelve o'clock, Yunxi waited for the firecrackers and fireworks to be set off at the door, and wished the old man who hadn't been back to China for the Spring Festival in twenty or thirty years.

"Okay! Grandpa also wishes you all the best." According to the tradition, the old man took out a red envelope made of red brocade folded in half from his coat and handed it to Yun Xi.

Yun Xi froze for a moment, but politely stretched out both hands to take it, the thick and heavy red envelope was still warm, pressing against her palm.

"Thank you grandpa!"

"Okay, I'm going to rest, you and your father can rest after the New Year's Eve!"

"Okay! Good night!" Sending Mr. Xiao into the house, Yun Xi ran back to Xiao Jinglin's side, looked down at the big red envelope in his hand, and there was a round Hetian jade safety buckle on the seal. It can be seen that it is a red envelope that has been prepared with exhaustion, and it is full of blessings.

When Xiao Jinglin heard footsteps, he turned his head and looked at the soft little girl standing beside him. The best thing in his life was falling in love with that woman named Rong Rong, and the luckiest thing was to have such a cute and well-behaved daughter.

"Mr. Xiao, Happy New Year!"

A rare smile gradually appeared on Xiao Jinglin's expectant face, "Happy New Year!"

As he spoke, he took out a big red envelope with the same texture as the old man from his pocket and handed it over. It must have been kept in his coat for a long time. When Yunxi took it with both hands, he could vaguely feel the temperature on the red envelope.

"Thank you Mr. Xiao!"

"Okay, go to rest, and I will take you back to the compound tomorrow morning."

"Good night!" Nodding slightly, Yun Xi turned and went upstairs, leaving Xiao Jinglin alone at the door, watching the fireworks in the sky, smiling gently and calmly.

With his daughter by his side, even if he didn't call him a father, he still felt lucky enough.

Back in the room, Yun Xi looked at the two bulging red envelopes in her hands, hesitated for a moment, then sat down on the bed cross-legged, and opened the red envelopes.

There are 18 red envelopes wrapped in red paper stuffed inside the red envelope bag. Each red envelope bag has a totem of the Xiao family printed on it. Under the totem, it says one year old, two years old, three years old...

Below each age, there is also a handwritten blessing.

Here is her red envelope for each of the past 18 years. They are using their methods to make up for the 18 years she missed.

The ceremony is light, but the affection is heavy.