The Miraculous Doctor’s Wife: The rough guy villain is so cool

Village Chief Yang's wife is very disgusted with Jiang Baiying's daughter-in-law. If it weren't for her, how could their old Yang have been arrested? Now I don't know if he is doing well in there?

She wasn't in the mood to celebrate the New Year either. It was New Year's Eve and she hadn't prepared anything yet. She was lying on the kang and sighing.

Yang Jianwen came over and knocked on the door, "Mother, mother, come out quickly, Baiying is not well."

Village Chief Yang's wife didn't care. After all, Jiang Baiying had been acting like a monster every day since she came back to the village. She would say it was uncomfortable here and there, and let Yang Jianwen pull her to the hospital with a trolley all day long. But every time she came back after a checkup, the doctor said nothing was wrong and asked her to relax.

She always takes the opportunity to eat this and that, sometimes chicken, and sometimes eggs. Life in the Yang family is not easy now. She wants to eat this, sometimes that, and let Village Chief Yang’s wife I hate it so much.

At this time, Yang Jianwen said that she was not well. Village Chief Yang's wife only thought that she was acting like a monster again and wanted delicious food, so she lay down and did not get up at all.

"What's wrong with her? What's wrong with her during the Chinese New Year? She acts like a monster all day long, and she doesn't let anyone stop during the Chinese New Year. You love to coax her, so don't bother me." Yang Cun The eldest daughter-in-law put down her words, turned over, and continued to sleep.

Yang Jianwen anxiously walked around the yard, while Jiang Baiying screamed in the room.

Outside, there were loud sounds of firecrackers, and Jiang Baiying's screams were a bit weird and fierce.

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The Yang family was crying and shouting, but the Jian family was lively and lively. The New Year's Eve dinner was ready. Jian Aihua and others brought the dishes to the table one by one and cooked several plates of dumplings.

Several families gathered around the table in a lively manner. Although there were no electric lights and kerosene lamps were lit, it was extremely warm.

The children ran around the table, laughing and joking, while the adults chatted about their own affairs and raised their glasses from time to time.

After dinner, everyone went to the yard to set off firecrackers and build snowmen. Red lanterns were hung under the eaves, shining red on the people.

Jane Aihua brought out melon seeds and candies again and placed them on the table. The children played for a while and then came back to pinch a few melon seeds and eat them.

Jian Chengdie and Qin Hua actually got into an argument about a math problem, and Jian Xining didn't participate. Watching them argue, she thought it was good, as it would make them have a deeper impression of the problem.

Jian Xining and Qin Zheng were sitting side by side in the yard. She swayed her legs gently and looked up at the sky. Snowflakes began to float in the sky again.

Jian Xining closed her eyes and took a deep breath. The air was filled with smoke from firecrackers, which was the smoke of human fireworks that she liked.

She murmured: "I haven't had such a lively New Year in a long time."

Yes, the New Year celebrations in later generations will gradually lose the flavor of the New Year. In the future, everyone’s life will become better. There will no longer be any sense of expectation for eating meat or wearing new clothes. And most importantly, we will no longer be able to Firecrackers are set off, and the Chinese New Year becomes no different from usual times.

She never thought that one day, she would be able to live the lively New Year as she did when she was a child.

Of course, Qin Zheng didn't know what she was thinking. He just thought she was talking about such a good year for supplies, so he said, "From now on, I will bring things back every year."

Jian Xining suddenly opened her eyes, tilted her head to look at him, and asked, "Qin Zheng, from now on, you will celebrate the New Year with me every year, right?"

"Yes." Qin Zheng nodded affirmatively.

Jian Xining blinked and stretched out her little finger towards him, "That's what we agreed to, and it can never change."

Qin Zheng chuckled, looked at her outstretched fingers, and muttered, "Childish."

However, he still stretched out his little finger and hooked it with hers.

After hooking her little finger, Jian Xining stretched out her thumb and pressed it together with his, and said, "Once it is stamped, it cannot be changed."

Qin Zheng smiled softly, "I won't change it."