520 Picking up garbage and marrying into a wealthy family

In the time when each party does not interfere with each other, in their respective spaces, their respective lives are smooth and happy.

The days passed slowly, one after another.

The weather is gradually getting cooler, from the cool autumn to the cold winter.

Although Xiang Huanian's feelings for Gu Lingyan are growing day by day, he also has a tendency to break the window paper.

However, after being interrupted last time on the mountain, Xiang Huanian could no longer find a suitable opportunity to speak.

As the year draws to a close, everyone is preparing to enter the annual liquidation phase. Gu Lingyan, Gu Shaoyu, and Lin Yunchu are all very busy.

There were even many times when people were absent even for the breakfast that we were supposed to have together.

Xiang Huanian herself is also very busy with her career. She has to sit in front of the computer for more than ten hours every day and has bought one keyboard after another.

Therefore, the relationship progress between Xiang Huanian and Gu Lingyan was delayed again and again.

It dragged on for a long time, until winter and the Chinese New Year.

Chinese New Year is the day for family reunion.

Even if they quarrel, during the period leading up to the Chinese New Year, parents will still follow the habit passed down over the years and call their children to ask them whether they want to go home for the Chinese New Year if they are working hard far away from home.

The same reason.

On a cold morning near the New Year.

Xiang Huanian, who was still wrapped in a warm quilt, also received such a call.

"Hey, Nian Nian, how's your work going lately? Did your boss let you go home for the New Year?"

It was as if that hysterical phone call of "I wish I hadn't given birth to you" had never happened.

As for Chen Aifang, she still believed that Xiang Huanian was doing the home-based feeding business... At that time, after receiving the call, Xiang Huanian was disheartened. In order to avoid more trouble, she did not tell anyone except Lin Yunchu and Gu Lingyan who knew the truth.

So, according to Chen Aifang, she has been doing a job that provides her with food and accommodation and feeds her boss's pet.

"Go home for the New Year..."

To be honest, Xiang Huanian didn't really want to go back.

but.

Although Xiang Huanian wanted to stay at the Lin family, she didn't know whether Lin Yunchu's parents would come over for the New Year. It would not be good for her to be an outsider there on a day when the family is reunited.

Although, by then, even if she shamelessly stayed at someone else's house, she would most likely be warmly invited to have a reunion dinner together.

But if it develops like that, Xiang Huanian is really sorry.

"...I don't know either. I'll ask the boss when he comes back..."

In short, just make excuses first.

"What kind of boss is this? He won't let us come back for the New Year reunion dinner. These capitalists really exploit their workers. But if you really can't come back, remember to ask for triple pay. Overtime during the New Year, I think the Labor Law or some other law stipulates that..."

Before, this job had a relatively high salary and was relatively stable. In Chen Aifang's eyes, although it was not very decent, it was still a good job that was barely acceptable. It was better than Xiang Huanian staying at home and being an eyesore.

At that time, Chen Aifang's praise for boss Xiang Huanian was extremely exaggerated.

And now...

All I can say is that people are just like this, full of diversity.

For Chen Dejie, Chen Aifang is a good mother who supports him in everything and helps him deal with the difficulties ahead.

But to Xiang Huanian, she could become a mother who was mean and ruthless, and full of calculations in her rare love.

After hanging up the tiring phone call, Xiang Huanian looked at the time and found that it was still early, seven o'clock in the morning. He turned over, wrapped his hands that were exposed outside the quilt into the quilt, closed his eyes, and wanted to take another nap.

However, Xiang Huanian lay on the bed for a few seconds but could not fall asleep.

But if I get up now...

Everyone knows that in this cold season, getting up is as difficult as going through three levels and killing six generals.

Not everyone has the courage to get up without delay on a winter morning.

Although this freezing temperature can be alleviated by using the great invention of mankind, indoor air conditioning.

But how should I put it about the habits here? Most families, no matter how cold the winter is, will not turn on the heating and air conditioning indoors... because it is very dry.

However, shopping malls and conscientious companies will open them.

Xiang Huonian, who also had difficulty getting up in winter, tossed and turned, took the clothes on the bedside table, pulled them into the warm quilt, warmed them up until they were less cold, and then put them on.

Then, he twisted it here, pulled it there, covered every inch of his skin with the soft sweater, and warmed it up until he felt a little hot, then quickly got up and put on his outermost down jacket.

"Oh my, this weather is really cold..."

Xiang Huanian sat up, holding the cold socks, groping under the invisible quilt, and put them on himself.

The last step is the most critical and the biggest challenge.

Wear thick, less comfortable winter pants over your autumn johns, which have been warmed by your body temperature.

Before that, I need to lift up the warm blanket...

"one two Three!"

After going through the process of putting on pants countless times in his mind, Xiang Huanian shouted a slogan to himself, then suddenly jumped up from the bed, grabbed his pants and put them on his feet.

"Oh my god, it's so cold, ahhh... No, I'm not cold at all, I'm hot, I'm not afraid of the cold at all..."

Xiang Huanian deceived himself by talking to divert his perception of the cold, while speeding up his hands to put on his pants quickly.

Once all the clothes are on, it's time for the next challenge.

Open the windows for ventilation.

No matter it is sunny or rainy, no matter it is winter or summer, ventilation seems to be a gene engraved in the bones of the Chinese people.

Xiang Huanian stood by the window, made sure that he had fastened all the buttons and zippers on his coat, took a deep breath, and opened the window.

"Click."

The window was only slightly open, and the cold air outside, like zombies smelling fishy smell, rushed in through the gap, destroying the indoor temperature that had been warmed by the carbon dioxide produced by Xiang Huanian's breathing for a whole night.

Even a simple breath instantly gave rise to condensed white steam.

Suddenly attacked by the cold air, Xiang Huanian's nose felt sore, and physiological snot and tears began to flow down.

"Slurp, it's such a sunny day, but it's so cold, like a fake sun. Phew, I better wash up quickly..."