The Peasant Wife Has a Space

"Don't be polite to me. I'll be your husband in the future, and we'll be husband and wife, but you can't tell them apart so clearly. Why would you say thank you to me?" Jiang Cheng said with a serious face of "education".

"good!"

Zhao Xiulan nodded, there is really no need to be so polite between husband and wife. It's just that she's not used to it, she can't change it for a while, and try not to talk about it in the future.

Zhao Xiulan opened the red envelope given by Jiang Cheng, which contained one hundred and ninety yuan.

Seeing so much money, Zhao Xiulan frowned, "Jiangcheng, if you give the New Year's money, give it the New Year's money. What are you giving me so much?

You must know that 190 yuan is a huge sum of money in this era!

This guy Jiang Cheng gave her such a big red envelope.

"One piece of unity represents one year old, Xiulan, if you are nineteen this year, I will give you nineteen pieces of unity, and I will give you twenty pieces of unity when you are twenty, and so on," Jiang Cheng explained.

Zhao Xiulan glared at Jiang Cheng, "Then when I'm 100 years old, are you going to give me 100 Great Unity? Do you have that much money?"

Jiang Cheng smiled, "At that time, I will give it to you, even if I borrow it, I will borrow it for you!"

Thinking of living a hundred years with his little daughter-in-law and growing old together, Jiang Cheng felt very happy.

Zhao Xiulan:

Forget it, she doesn't speak like Jiang Cheng.

The red envelope given by Jiang Cheng was put into the space to prevent so much money from being stolen.

The two hurriedly washed and went to bed.

The next morning, I was woken up by the sound of firecrackers.

On the project side, there are glutinous rice **** to eat in the morning.

So everyone didn't stay in the dormitory too late, and got up at seven o'clock.

The breakfast cafeteria is set at 8 o'clock, so you can come before that.

I usually get up after seven o'clock, and it doesn't take much time to wash up.

As soon as Zhao Xiulan washed up, Zhao Hong's two daughters came to pay her New Year's greetings.

"Sister Xiulan, happy new year."

Zhao Hong made new clothes for the two girls. On New Year's Day, the two children changed into new clothes. Zhao Hong also specially combed two braids for them and tied them with red headbands.

After some dressing up, the two children are much more delicate and cute than usual.

Zhao Xiulan smiled and returned to Zhao Hong's two daughters and said, "Happy New Year to you too, wait for me for a while, my sister will bring you candy to eat."

Zhao Xiulan said, entered the room, grabbed two handfuls of toffee, and stuffed a handful for each of the two children.

For little ones, toffee is definitely a good thing. Even if Zhao Hong's family is in good condition, they are rarely willing to buy toffee for their children.

The two children politely took the toffee and smiled sweetly at Zhao Xiulan, "Thank you, Sister Xiulan!"

"You are welcome!"

Zhao Xiulan touched the heads of the two children, and seeing how beautiful their hair was tied up, she took two hairpins out of the space and handed them one to each of them.

"Sister has two cards here, one for each of you!"

Zhao Hong's two daughters saw that the hairpin that Zhao Xiulan handed over was shiny and very beautiful, more beautiful than all the hairpins they had seen before.

Coupled with the beauty-loving nature of the little girl, I like it very much.

"Sister Xiulan, the hair card you sent is so beautiful!"

"Yeah, so beautiful, thank you Sister Xiulan. Sister Xiulan, you are so kind!"

The mouths of the two little girls were sweet, and there were bright smiles on their little faces.