You have Bai Yueguang, why are you in such a hurry when I choose a male model?

When I got home, my three brothers and the housekeeper were already busy putting up the couplets.

When Song Yunshen saw her coming back, he smiled and said, "You're back from playing."

"Uh-huh."

The maid brought all the things she bought to her room one by one.

Song Buci was watching them busy downstairs. The three brothers were dressed casually at home and were all so comfortable.

Wearing casual clothes, Song Yunshen looked less aloof and reserved, and more peaceful, making people feel that he was easy to get along with.

The second brother hasn't changed much. He usually wears all kinds of clothes when he appears on major platforms.

The third brother is dressed more like a young man.

But they are all very handsome.

Song Buci helped out, handing them things from time to time, or chatting with them.

The couplets were quickly pasted on the windows and doors.

The entire rose garden is even more prosperous at this moment.

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In the evening, everyone in the Song family sat at the dinner table and ate.

This is the most complete event in recent years. The Song family does not have any rules about not talking while eating or sleeping. You can say whatever you want to say.

They were talking about their development for next year. Song Baiqian's development plan was very clear: he would win the Grand Slam of Best Actor and then semi-retire from the entertainment industry.

Song Huaishu said it would continue to rise, but he did not say to which level it would rise.

Song Yunshen thought about his plan and decided to take Feihong to the next level.

I hope it can be achieved next year. Of course, it doesn’t matter if it can’t be achieved. It would be good to maintain the status quo and then increase it a little bit.

It was Song Buci's turn. She thought for a moment while holding the fork and said, "There's no goal. Let's take it one step at a time."

In the past, she might have thought about letting the original owner step onto a bigger stage, but now she completely regrets it.

"That won't work. Think about it again." Song Baiqian shook his head and rejected it.

"Then open a flower shop and run it into obscurity." Song Buci continued.

She didn't open the flower shop thinking about making money, she just wanted to find something to do to get through the long and boring days ahead.

"Okay." The father and his sons all agreed. It was good to have something to do. They were just worried that she would become devastated because of her hand.

After dinner, Song Buci returned to his room. It was already half past ten when he came out of the shower.

Fu Nanfeng's video call came two hours ago, but Song Buci rejected it.

Now Fu Nanfeng called again, and Song Buci answered the video while blowing his hair.

She put her phone aside, put on headphones, and talked while blowing her hair. However, the noise from the hair dryer was so loud that Fu Nanfeng on the other side couldn't hear clearly what she was saying.

He just repeated "send it on" over and over again. Finally, Song Buci got tired and just shut up and concentrated on blowing his hair. He only talked to him after it was dry.

Song Buci sat at the desk with her tablet in front of her. She opened the game and started practicing for the day.

Fu Nanfeng watched as usual, and he felt happy when he saw her slowly pressing the screen and her accuracy improving a little bit every day.

Time passed by minute by minute, and at 59 minutes, Fu Nanfeng called out to Song Buci.

Song Buci looked at him and asked, "What's wrong?"

At this time, Song Buci only heard the sound of fireworks exploding in his ears, "Bang——"

One after another, the sound of fireworks rang out outside.

"Happy New Year." Fu Nanfeng said amid the sound of fireworks, "We will be together every New Year from now on."

Song Buci listened to his words and finally hummed softly, "Happy New Year."

Fu Nanfeng took out the prepared red envelope and showed it to her, then said with a smile: "I have already wrapped the red envelope and am waiting for you to come and get it."

"Okay." Song Buci said with a smile, then she opened a drawer and took out a box, asking, "Do you want to know what's inside?"

"I want to!" Fu Nanfeng looked at the box and his eyes lit up.

"I'll wait for you to come and get it." Song Buci repeated his words, and the smile on his face never stopped.

"Okay." Fu Nanfeng responded.

The sound of ding-dong ding-dong kept coming from the phone, and many people were sending blessing messages to Song Buci.

At this time, there was a knock on the door. Song Buci said something to Fu Nanfeng and went to open the door.

After opening the door, she saw her father standing outside dressed neatly. Song Buci called out to him and said auspicious words with a smile.

Song Chenyu was secretly delighted when he heard this, then he took out a red envelope from his pocket and handed it over, "Happy New Year."

"Thank you, Dad!" Song Buci took the red envelope and then reached out to hug him.

Song Buci's sudden hug made Song Chenyu's body become a little stiff. He hesitated for a moment and raised his hands to hug his daughter.

"Ah."

After the two let go and exchanged a few words, Song Chenyu left. Just as Song Buci closed the door and sat down, the door was knocked again.

She got up to check and found that it was her eldest brother standing outside, wearing pajamas and with his hair not completely dry.

"Big brother."

"Here you go, peace and happiness in the new year." Song Yunshen was very direct. He reached into his pocket and took out the red envelope he had prepared and handed it over with a smile on his face.

"Okay!" Song Buci happily took the red envelope and responded with a smile, "Thank you, brother!" Then he reached out and hugged him.

"In the new year, big brother must also work hard."

"Okay." Song Yunshen raised his hand and rubbed her head in response.

Later, Song Buci didn't close the door, but left it open.

The remaining two brothers came in one after another and said some auspicious words as they gave the red envelopes.

Song Buci is very generous and will hug anyone who gives her a red envelope.

Even the butler's earlobes turned slightly red when he was hugged.

The maids who came with him all laughed at him when they saw him, but when they turned around and were hugged by Song Buci, they stuttered when they spoke.

Now the other maids were laughing at her again, but she was the one being laughed at again.

Song Buci's room was filled with laughter. Several brothers stood outside the door watching this scene, with smiles on their faces.

Song Buci's video was still going on. Fu Nanfeng looked at the dark screen of his mobile phone, from which he could hear the sounds of laughter.

Song Buci's auspicious words made everyone laugh.

Fu Nanfeng listened to these voices and a smile appeared on his face unconsciously.

"Brother!" At this time, Fu Xipei's voice sounded from outside, very loudly.

This is followed by the New Year greetings: "Happy New Year, and may you be prosperous!"

Fu Nanfeng stood up, took out another red envelope from the drawer and went to open the door.

"Yes." He handed the red envelope over after opening the door.

Fu Xipei looked at the red envelope in front of him and immediately smiled. He looked particularly festive in his red pajamas. The originally cold home was no longer cold after Pei Xipei used the word "Fu" to decorate it.

"Thank you, brother!" After receiving the red envelope, Fu Xipei immediately went back to his room.

Looking at him like that, Fu Nanfeng shook his head. He would definitely break down and scream if he was harassed by Philna.

Just as he finished thinking, an angry shout was heard from Fu Xipei's room.

It disappeared again in just a few seconds.