Money can be earned, and education can be pursued.
But how do you make up for poor character?
Shangguan Xi nodded, "Yes, family background doesn’t matter, it’s the character that counts."
After talking about Zhao Yu, everyone shifted their attention to Ni Qingzhu, smiling and asking when she would find a partner.
Ni Qingzhu smiled and said, "I’m not in a hurry. Let’s wait until the pany reaches another stage first." She’s truly not in a hurry, even though she’s also dreamed of love.
But whether or not to get married isn’t important to her at all.
She’s just like Ni Yang back then.
She doesn’t want to live by depending on a man.
This year is the first time Ni Yang celebrates New Year at her parents’ home after getting married, and it’s also the first time for Shangguan Xi.
Everyone gathered together, and the elders were happy, while Ni Cuihua and Shangguan Dehui were also very pleased.
After New Year’s Eve dinner, everyone gathered outside to set off fireworks.
Adults and children, everyone was in a merry chaos.
Goudan and Yang Guobao also came.
Goudan and Yang Guobao have grown from two mischievous kids who climbed trees and caught birds to two sunny boys.
At sixteen or seventeen, they’re at their most beautiful age.
"Goudan, Dabao, here’s a sparkler for each of you, by the way, this is the New Year’s money from my mom." Zhao Yu handed the sparklers and the red envelopes to Goudan and Yang Guobao.
After politely saying thanks, Yang Guobao scratched his head, hesitantly saying, "Duoduo, could you stop calling me Dabao in the future?"
Zhao Yu chuckled, "Who was the one who cried and begged me to call him Dabao back then? And who always called himself the man from the dog generation?"
Yang Guobao: "..." He really wanted to slap his foolish past self.
Goudan patted Yang Guobao’s shoulder, "Brother, just accept it! Look, I didn’t even dare to say a word."
Zhao Yu continued handing out red envelopes to Yuanyuan.
"Yuanyuan, this is your red envelope."
Yuanyuan politely bowed to Zhao Yu, "Thank you, niece!"
Zhao Yu: "..." Why does a niece have to give a red envelope to her aunt?
It’s really tough for her!
Mo Qishen had specifically spent a fortune to order a huge firework.
The firework was brought in by a truck.
At this moment, everyone was gathered around the firework, discussing how impressive it would look when set off.
Zhao Yu, being bold, went to light it with a lighter.
The long fuse was ignited.
Everyone quickly retreated backward, and Mo Qishen hurriedly covered Ni Yang’s ears with his hands.
A spherical shell shot up rapidly into the sky.
The sky went dark for a moment.
Just as everyone was puzzled, the sky was suddenly lit up with fireworks, spreading all over.
In a variety of colors, extremely dazzling.
The crowd hadn’t recovered from the shock when the fireworks exploded again, forming a sentence in the air.
"In this life, only love Yangyang."
"Wow!"
"Words!"
"It’s so beautiful!"
The fireworks reflected in Ni Yang’s eyes, shimmering brightly.
Mo Qishen held her waist tightly, whispering in her ear, "Yangyang, I love you!"
"I love you too." Ni Yang stood on tiptoes and gave him a soft kiss on his cheek.
How fortunate it is in this life to be able to meet him again and fall in love with him.
The first day of the Lunar New Year.
Mo Baichuan brought Mo Zhiyuan to Ni Chengui’s house to pay a New Year visit.
Mo Baichuan seemed like a different person at this moment.
Much more posed.
"Dad Chuan!" Yuanyuan was quite happy to see Mo Baichuan.
After all, Mo Baichuan is Yuanyuan’s biological father, so Ni Chengui and Zhou Dawei decided to let Yuanyuan recognize Mo Baichuan as her godfather.
The two families interacted like relatives on normal days.
Mo Baichuan accepted the proposal and would bring Mo Zhiyuan along during festivals.
Ni Yang and Mo Qishen went to pay a New Year visit at the Wang family’s.
Although Wang Zeqi and his family had moved to a new house in the city, the old Wang couple still lived in their old home by the mountains.
The two elders had lived by the mountains all their lives and weren’t used to city apartments.
Despite being in their late seventies, Wang Lao appeared exceptionally healthy, and when Ni Yang and pany arrived, he was carrying spring water back home.
Mo Qishen stopped the car and hurried to take the load off Wang Lao’s shoulder.
Wang Lao chuckled, "Xiaomo, why did you all e so early? Oh right, did Yangyang and the kids e?"
"Yes, they’re in the car."
As soon as he said that, Ni Yang and Zhao Yu got out of the car with the kids.
"Happy New Year, Master!"
"Happy New Year, great-grandpa!"
"Happy New Year!" Wang Lao jogged over, "Which grandchild is this?"
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