A Fully-Leveled Bigshot Builds a Farm with Her Family After Transmigrating

  Chapter 291 This is their first year in this world

  Yan Qingzhui didn’t mention it, but it’s okay if I mention it, Lu Jingzhi’s rebellious energy came up, and she said mysteriously, “Want to learn the secret skills of gambling? I’ll teach you how to do it.”

  Someone's mouth is faster than their brains, "Think!"

very good.

  Hue Ji was targeted.

  Lu Jingzhi glanced at Yan Qingzhui, the young man blinked idlely, and Lu Jingzhi said loudly, "It's useless to think about it."

  Hue Ji felt that he was the one who was pulled out to incite hatred.

   If you don’t leave, you will really miss the meal time.

   Fufeng sent Lu Jingzhi out, watched her get into the carriage, bought dinner and went home.

  Reluctantly watching Lu Jingzhi leave, while eating, Ji Ji was still a little out of his mind.

   "There are only three of us left." His voice was a little sad.

  Hue Ji is two years older than Yan Qingzhui, but he looks small and has a small heart. Many times, Yan Qingzhui thinks that he is raising a younger brother.

   One is to support Xu Shulou, and another is to support, no difference.

   "We can also celebrate the New Year very well, and, besides, she said that it will come on the first day of the new year." Yan Qingzhui was only halfway through her comforting words, when Ji Ji switched from a state of being buried in eating to a face full of anticipation.

   "How about we continue playing mahjong on New Year's Day?"

  Yan Qingzhui: "..."

   Fufeng: "..."

  Hui Ji asked for welfare in a low voice, "Well... For those who are celebrating Chinese New Year, it's okay to gamble twice... Just bet with Xiaolu... Forget it, Brother Yan, pretend I didn't say anything."

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   "A box of books, and so many gifts?" Wei Xiaoqi helped carry the things off the carriage, it was too heavy, her waist slumped, and she almost jumped.

   "I'll do it, you can't move it."

  The gifts brought back were all given by Yan Qing. Xin Ziyi was afraid that he would not be able to eat and sleep well in the town, so he wished he could move the whole emperor here.

  Yan Qingchai was useless, and most of them were given to Lu Jingzhi.

  Jiang Tanyue handles the gift collection in their family. Unless some special things are brought back to Huxi Village, the rest will be put in the warehouse. Next year, the year after, and the next many years, it is estimated that they will be turned over in various ways.

  New Year's Day.

  The whole family changed into cheerful clothes.

  The hair of the three daughters is all playful and beautiful by Shen Nanwei.

  Not wearing gold and silver, not to mention the cumbersome wearing at this age, it will still look old-fashioned.

  Jiang Wunian's hair is dotted with a few round pearls.

  Jiang Tanyue wears a hosta.

  Lu Jingzhi wore small velvet flowers and tassels hanging around her ears, shaking gently, making a soft crashing sound.

  Wei Xiaoqi is about the same age as Jiang Tanyue, and he also gave her a jade hairpin to wear in her hair.

  According to the rules, they are going to pay New Year's greetings to Old Jiang's family.

  Yes, just like paying filial piety money every month after the separation, you have to go there in person during the Chinese New Year.

  Jiang Wunian didn't go.

   Just kidding, she dresses up beautifully, and she has to redress herself as a boy when she goes out.

   A family of three came to the door, so naturally they couldn't get the old lady's good looks, but Mr. Jiang wanted to be a man, and he had to celebrate the New Year.

  They came quietly, put down their things and left.

  The gifts are quite satisfactory and there is no choice.

  Of course there are people who are willing to pick on them and ignore them.

  Grandpa Jiang is a senior citizen, and there are many villagers coming and going. When he sees his mother and three, they all greet each other with a smile.

  Children are running around, and occasionally they will get a piece of candy, and they are happy to hold it in their mouths.

  The whole village is filled with a beaming atmosphere.

  The white snow with Spring Festival couplets and red lanterns makes the whole village clean and harmonious. In the distance, the green hills are continuous, hidden in the mist, and the long-lost sunshine shrouds the village like a golden tulle, which is as beautiful as a picture scroll.

   This is their first year in this world.

   Beautiful, complete.

  (end of this chapter)