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On the day before Chinese New Year's Eve, Shang Qing went shopping with Xue Xuelin, Su Zhaozhao, and Yao Lan. The four sisters played until very late before returning home.

Shang Qing brought several large bags into the room, showing that he had made a good harvest.

On the morning of New Year's Eve, Shang Qing and Ji Xun began to post couplets.

When Grandma Kang was making paste, the two of them no longer let her participate.

Ji Xun held a brush dipped in paste in his hand. Shang Qing stood beside him, raised the couplet and handed it to him, then took her brush.

"Sister, is it right to stick it like this?" Ji Xun fiddled with the position where the couplet was pasted.

"Xiao Xun, move a little higher to the left. Yes, that's enough." Shang Qing gave the instructions. Couplets and blessing characters were posted everywhere in the courtyard, and even window grilles were posted on the windows. The atmosphere of the New Year instantly emerged.

Standing on the ladder, Ji Xun reached out and connected the wires.

"Sister, can you give me the lantern now?" Ji Xun looked at her like this and was able to see the top of her little head, which was so adorable.

Shang Qing stretched out his arms, stood on tiptoe, handed the big lantern in his hand to Ji Xun, and watched him carefully hang it at the gate.

"Sister, turn on the light and see if it works." Ji Xun was still waiting on the ladder. Shang Qing obediently ran inside. Soon, the lantern lit up. Because it was daytime, the effect was not obvious.

"Okay, sister, no problem." Ji Xun steadied himself, stepped on the middle of the ladder, and jumped down from it.

Shang Qing was panicked, but after seeing that he was safe and sound, she complained, "Don't jump again, it's too dangerous."

"Sister, it's not high."

"That won't work either. Don't give danger any chance."

"Okay. Sister, I won't do that again."

Ji Xun was a well-behaved and sensible child. He knew that Shang Qing was doing this for his own good, so he naturally responded happily.

That evening, the three of them gathered around the table, filled with their favorite dishes. Once again, Grandma Kang and Chef Ji Xun were the chefs. However, this time, Shang Qing's special dish finally made its way to the table—tomatoes with sugar.

Grandma Kang and Ji Xun were very considerate and used their first chopsticks to grab the dish, which made Shang Qing laugh.

Dinner must be accompanied by the Spring Festival Gala, which seems to have become a tradition. However, Shang Qing and Ji Xun are not interested in this.

"Miss Su, happy New Year's Eve!" Shang Qing immediately made a video call to Teacher Su Yanhe to wish her a happy new year.

Su Yanhe's hearty laughter came from the phone: "Happy, happy, Qingqing. Where are your grandma and Xiaoxun?"

"Next to me." Shang Qing immediately put the phone away and saw the three of them greeting Su Yanhe through the camera.

Everyone's face was filled with the bright smiles unique to the Chinese New Year.

"Teacher Su, Ji Xun and I plan to go to your house on the third day of the New Year. Do you have time?" The Shang Qing family has no relatives, and they have long regarded Su Yanhe as a family member.

Su Yanhe jumped up with excitement and invited him: "Come on, come on. We have time, we have time. But, let me make a deal. You don't have to buy those gifts. I have too much at home and I can't finish them all."

"That won't do. It's New Year's Eve, and the purpose is to have a lively and festive atmosphere. Who would visit someone without taking anything with them?" When Grandma Kang heard Su Yanhe say this, she immediately disagreed and waved her hands in disapproval.

Su Yanhe smiled and replied, "Sister Lan, I didn't say that I couldn't let them take anything. I was just being shameless and asking for something I liked. Haha."

Shang Qing's curiosity was piqued, and she asked, "What does Miss Su like?"

"There are so many things I like. I have to tell you, please don't make me angry." Su Yanhe happily ate a peeled apple handed to her by her son and took a bite.

Everyone listened quietly as she proposed the gift she wished for.

"Sister Lan, I like the pickles you made. Please give me some, not too much. There are five people in our family, including my aunt. Please give me some of the red-hearted radishes grown at home. They are really delicious. Qingqing, I like the quilt covers you made. Sister Lan said you made several sets, right? Can you give me one set..." Shang Qing's weak and aggrieved expression made her laugh so hard that she almost fell down. Fortunately, Ji Xun supported her.

Shang Qing nodded quickly: "No, no, no, you don't need one set. I'll give you two sets to rotate. If you like any pattern in the future, tell me and I'll make it for you directly."

"Qingqing, my little darling, you are the best. Humph, you are much better than my son!" While Su Yanhe was praising Shang Qing, she did not forget to give her son a blank look.

Who could Su Yanhe's son tell about his sorrow? His beloved mother happily ate the apple he had peeled, and then she told him that he was not a good person and what he had done wrong...

Xue Xuelin, Su Zhaozhao, Ai Xuan, Zhang Qi, and others all sent text messages of congratulations. Unexpectedly, Lai Lin also sent her a large red envelope of 666 yuan. She cheered and immediately replied, showering her with compliments. This wealthy man was truly generous.

Lai Lin leaned back on the sofa, looking at the cute expression and rare kind words in the dialog box, a wide smile on his face. He wanted to give her a big red envelope, but he knew too much was as bad as too little, so he definitely wouldn't accept it. This small red envelope was just enough for him to accept.

However, how can a stranger add a friend?

Shang Qing clicked on it curiously: I am Yang Linai.

Yang Linai? Why did he think of adding me? Shang Qing was a little confused, but without thinking too much, he added her directly.

As soon as I added her, a WeChat message came through: Shang Qing, Happy New Year’s Eve. Happy New Year.

Shang Qing politely replied: Thank you, Yang Linai, and Happy New Year.

Thinking it was just a normal greeting between classmates, Shang Qing ignored it and continued interacting with a few other girls.

What Shang Qing didn't know was how excited Yang Linai, on the other end of the line, was when she read his reply. He gripped his phone tightly, thinking back to the past six months with Shang Qing, from the initial conflict over the taxi, to the embarrassing moment when she threw him to the ground in class, then the awkwardness after he discovered she was a girl, and then, over the past six months, the confident, optimistic, and carefree demeanor she had shown him. He admitted that he was deeply attracted to her, but he didn't know how to express it, and he never dared to say a word to her. After all, back then, they had a really bad argument, and he had been so rude to lift her collar.

This time, on New Year's Eve, after much hesitation, he added her through the class group message. He thought she wouldn't pass, but she did. He thought she wouldn't reply, but she did.

His heart was beating so fast that he didn't even hear his parents calling him to eat.

Soon, Shang Qing's class group chat became lively, with everyone sending each other blessings and grabbing red envelopes. The group chat was a world of red envelopes.

Teacher Yao Pangpang, in particular, distributed a 1,000 yuan red envelope. Shang Qing had the best luck of the bunch, snatching over 300 yuan. To express her gratitude, she used another 200 yuan red envelope and sent it to the group, allowing the red envelope grab to continue!

Everyone was sending each other blessings, and the screen was filled with happy new year salutes and blessings. There were all kinds of strange and interesting things.

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