Soft and delicate reborn, she is a beautiful boss

The most beautiful day is when it snows in the south of the Yangtze River. The auspicious snow heralds a good harvest.

The South has always been poetic. Even if it snows, it falls gracefully and lingeringly, clear and graceful. It is no better than the snow-covered and goose feathers in the north of Saibei. Here, the Qionghua dances lightly and the catkins fly.

There are still small bridges and flowing water with people in the snow, but they are only covered with a thin layer of mutton-fat white jade, which cannot cover the green bricks and tiles, nor can it cover the green mountains and flowing mist.

New Year's Day.

Jian Zhiyan was woken up by the sound of firecrackers early in the morning.

Qingzhou is not like Ninghai. In this small town, there are no prohibitive regulations like those in international metropolises. Fireworks and firecrackers can be set off here. It is a custom that every household opens its doors early in the morning and sets off firecrackers first.

The whole alley is lively.

Jian Zhiyan grew up in Ninghai City and had never seen such a New Year's Eve scene. In the past, he was used to the desolate atmosphere of celebrating the New Year in villa areas in the city. He had never thought that this noisy and fiery scene actually made it more festive.

Taste.

After getting up early and taking a shower.

Song Hewan's parents were already watching TV programs in the living room on the first floor. Jian Zhiyan walked over and the first thing he did was to solemnly send his New Year greetings to his two elders, wishing them good health, longevity and all the best.

Song's father and Song's mother beamed with joy, took out the red envelope they had prepared and stuffed it into Jian Zhiyan's hand, "Have a good New Year, Zhiyan, a good New Year. This is the new year's money prepared for you, please collect it quickly."

Jian Zhiyan was stunned. It had been many years since he had received lucky money from his elders. In these years, his parents were often not at home during the Chinese New Year. Most of the time, all he received was a cold transfer text message.

Seeing Jian Zhiyan in a daze, Song's mother thought he was embarrassed, and explained enthusiastically: "New Year's Eve is a year of lunar new year. Wanwan also has it. You are going to college outside, and our parents are not around. We only hope that you can

Peace and peace.”

A warm current surged into Jian Zhiyan's heart.

Different from the coldness of the Jian family, which was filled with money, only in the Song family could he feel the deep affection of his parents for their children, and only then could he feel the atmosphere of human fireworks in ordinary life.

"Thank you, uncle and aunt." He said sincerely.

"I'm going to see Wanwan. Why doesn't this little lazy boy get up?" Mother Song said.

"Who is talking bad about me behind my back!"

A lively girl's voice sounded, and a girl dressed in red appeared at the top of the stairs. The girl had fair skin, and the red braided puff-sleeved sweater with thick needlework made her skin as smooth as cream and carved with jade.

"You're up."

"Well, Happy New Year to Mom and Dad, I wish you good health and all the best." After saying this, Song Hewan looked at Song's father and Song's mother with a smile, and stretched out her little hand.

"You little money lover, before you even take out the red envelope, your little hand is here waiting." Mother Song joked, and took out the New Year's money that she had prepared, and put the red envelope into Song Hewan's hand, "Wan

Happy New Year Wan, my parents hope you are safe and happy, as long as you are happy."

"Thank you, Mom and Dad."

Then, Song Hewan looked at Jian Zhiyan again. The two looked at each other and said in unison: "Happy New Year." The boy and girl looked at each other and smiled. There was no need to explain the tacit understanding between the two.

The Song family's home is filled with peace and joy.

"Come and eat." Song's father greeted several people.

On the restaurant table, there are rice cakes, dumplings, chicken soup and several side dishes.

Rice cakes are homophonic to "year high". The Song family makes square-shaped yellow and white rice cakes, symbolizing gold and silver, to bring prosperity in the new year. Dumplings are shaped like ingots, which means "bringing in wealth and treasure". The dumplings are stuffed and will bring happiness.

Reunion, good fortune and good luck are wrapped in the stuffing, and the hope for a better new year is expressed.

Jian Zhiyan saw that although the meal on the morning of the New Year's Day of the Song family was simple, it was full of profound meaning, and he felt even more the intentions of Song's father and Song's mother. He couldn't help but secretly made up his mind - from now on, every Spring Festival would be like this.

I spent time with Song Hewan.

After the meal, Song Hewan asked Jian Zhiyan: "Why don't we go out for a walk and show you Qingzhou during the New Year."

"Okay." Jian Zhiyan said happily.

Song Hewan then said to Song's father and Song's mother: "Mom and dad, I see it has stopped snowing outside a long time ago. This is the first time Jian Zhiyan has come to Qingzhou. I took him out for a walk and walked around."

"That's fine, the road is slippery on a snowy day, so you should walk slower," Mother Song ordered.

"Know it."

Ever since I woke up in the morning, there has been an endless stream of firecrackers, and every household would set off firecrackers before breakfast. At this time, it was nearly 9 o'clock, and the sound of firecrackers had become much less intense.

Song Hewan and Jian Zhiyan walked out of the Song family yard, onto the alley and beside the bluestone bridge.

I saw broken red all over the ground, as bright as cloud brocade, and the streets were full of auspiciousness and joy. The people passing by, the enthusiastic uncles and lords, no matter they were familiar with each other or not, would say "Happy New Year" to each other when they met.

"Hey, isn't this Song Hewan! Why have you changed so much!" A passionate and sharp voice broke the peaceful and beautiful atmosphere.

Song Hewan took a closer look and saw that the girl in front of her had wavy hair and rich makeup. She had exaggerated false eyelashes on her eyes. When she blinked at Song Hewan, the false eyelashes flicked over and over on her eyelids.

She couldn't remember who the person in front of her was for a moment.

"Who are you?" Song Hewan asked belatedly.

"Oh, you don't recognize me, or are you pretending not to know me?" The boastful girl looked at Jian Zhiyan next to Song Hewan, and said with a malicious smile: "Isn't it because... there is a handsome guy standing next to me, and he is afraid of me?

Expose your dark history and pretend not to know you."

Song Hewan was speechless, what kind of dark history could she have?

She was a little disgusted with the girl who suddenly struck up a conversation in front of her, and didn't want to have too much communication with her. She raised her face seriously, closed her mouth, and stared straight at the person in front of her without a trace of a smile.

"I don't know you. If there's nothing wrong, please get out of the way." She said coldly.

"Oh, you are joking, why are you so funny?" The girl with heavy makeup glanced at Jian Zhiyan on the side again, and then said: "I am Yu Jingjing, your junior high school classmate, don't you remember?

?”

Only then did Yu Jingjing and Song Hewan remember that there was such a person. Of course she remembered.

At that time, Yu Jingjing was particularly fond of forming cliques and often made up bad words about her classmates behind their backs. Song Hewan was not immune at that time either.

It's just that in Song Hewan's memory, she was a fat girl with a square face. Now it's as if her head has been changed. She really doesn't fit the profile.

"Oh, it's you." Song Hewan's tone was distant, revealing three parts coldness and seven parts indifference.

"It's rare that we meet today. I'm going to attend a gathering of our junior high school classmates, which is not far from here." After saying that, Yu Jingjing said as if she suddenly realized what she wanted to come: "Oh, didn't you even be invited?"

That's right, you were very ordinary and transparent when you were in school. After graduation, you didn't keep in touch with your classmates very much. We can't even find you. Come on, let's go sit in their karaoke private room.

Bar."

Song Hewan was speechless. In what age, does anyone still speak with such a strong smell of tea?

She tried her best not to have the urge to scold her, and said calmly: "No need, we have other things to do, let's make an appointment next time."

Unexpectedly, Yu Jingjing grabbed Song Hewan's arm, took out her mobile phone and quickly took a photo with Song Hewan, sent it to a WeChat group in front of her, and also sent a voice message.

"Students, guess who I met on the way? Do you remember her? The one who deliberately spilled the food on the floor when we were eating in the cafeteria to attract Chen Xiao's attention."

Jian Zhiyan frowned, looking at the uninvited guest's expression becoming more and more displeased. She was clearly bullying Song Hewan, did she think he was blind?

"What are you doing? Who allowed you to take photos of her?" Jian Zhiyan said in annoyance, with a threatening anger in her tone, which made Yu Jingjing feel guilty inexplicably, and she was no longer as arrogant as before.

She put on a soft and white tone and said: "Oh, there is a flower protector here. Song Hewan, is this your boyfriend? It's not because Chen Xiao is here and she is afraid that her boyfriend will be angry."

Song Hewan was rendered speechless by Yu Jingjing's series of sexy moves.

She recalled that when she was in junior high school, one day when she was cooking in the cafeteria, she accidentally slipped and fell to the ground along with her plate. At that time, Chen Xiao, who happened to be very popular among girls in the class, saw her on the side and he just helped her.

She gets up.

Unexpectedly, it was soon spread that Song Hewan liked Chen Xiao, and in order to attract Chen Xiao's attention, she deliberately fell in front of him... In the end, things became more and more outrageous. Some people spread rumors that she bought Chen Xiao milk tea and snacks every day.

Such rumors.

At that time, Song Hewan was still the timid little girl who didn't like talking to others. She ignored these rumors and didn't offer any excuses.

Now, she only feels that all the past events are ridiculous.

She is no longer the weakling who gets slandered casually. There is no need to shrink from anything. Why not just go and have a look. Besides, after all, she has been classmates for three years, and she also wants to know how her former classmates are doing now.

.

She narrowed her eyes and raised a faint smile at the corner of her mouth, revealing a smile that made people wonder: "Okay, I also want to see my classmates, let's go there together."

Yu Jingjing did not expect that Song Hewan, who had been sarcastic just now, suddenly changed her attitude and agreed to her. In her impression, Song Hewan was still the thin girl who was timid and dared not speak, and she did not recover for a moment.

"What did you say?" Yu Jingjing asked in a daze.

Song Hewan ignored her question, but looked at Jian Zhiyan and asked: "Zhiyan, I want to go to the class reunion and come back after a while. Do you want to go together or go back by yourself first?"

Jian Zhiyan replied without hesitation: "Of course with you." He could tell that this person named Yu Jingjing had ill intentions towards Song Hewan, so how could he rest assured that Hewan would face such a "tiger" alone?

Leopard and Jackal".

"Then let's go." Song Hewan's eyebrows suddenly became sharp, and there was a mocking smile on her lips.

Yu Jingjing came to her senses and snorted in her heart, "I'll see you later."

After walking a few steps, she thought of acting like a demon again, and said to Jian Zhiyan in an eccentric manner: "Oh, this little brother, you are so handsome! He Wan, you have always had a high vision, and you have always liked handsome guys since you were a child.

"

Song Hewan and Jian Zhiyan had a tacit understanding and ignored Yu Jingjing. They walked side by side in silence, leaving Yu Jingjing alone to direct and act in an awkward manner.

Not giving up, Yu Jingjing licked her face and looked at Jian Zhiyan: "My little brother is quite aloof! Is he Song Hewan's classmate? I am her classmate in junior high school, and I still have many photos of her here.

, do you want to see it?"

Jian Zhiyan glanced at Song Hewan and saw that the girl didn't care, and said coldly: "Oh?"

"This is an ugly photo of her when she was a child. She is not as beautiful as she is now. You must have never seen it, right?" Yu Jingjing then said to herself.

Jian Zhiyan recalled the photos all over the wall in Song Hewan's study and said, "Ugly photos? I really haven't seen them before."