On holidays like Chinese New Year, seeing the children happy, Jiang Ning let them stay up late.

However, after a short while, the two little ones began to breathe evenly on the sofa.

She was still clutching red envelopes from her grandmother, parents, aunt and uncle, and uncles, six from each of them.

Jiang Ning and Lin Chen carried them back to bed, took the red envelopes away, and put them away.

She kissed them both on the cheek and said, "I'll keep the red envelopes for you!"

After the children went to sleep, the adults chatted for a while longer before going to bed as well.

Gao Baoliang had no room to sleep in, so he rode Lin Chen's motorcycle directly to the courtyard house.

Unexpectedly, when I returned to the door, I ran into Ji Yang coming out from next door.

His face was flushed, and he was pushing a bicycle, wobbling along. He tried to ride it several times but failed.

Having seen him a few times at the dinner party, Gao Baoliang quickly got off his motorcycle and went over to help him.

"Uncle Ji, you've drunk so much, let me take you home."

Ji Yang shielded his eyes with his hand, squinting as he looked at him through the light from the motorcycle headlights.

"It's Baoliang. Come inside quickly. I'm fine and can go back by myself."

As he spoke, he forcefully straddled the bicycle, but when he was about to pedal, he missed a step and fell to the side with the bicycle.

Ji Yang shook his head, picked up the bicycle, placed it against the wall, and then helped Gao Baoliang sit on the bicycle.

"Hold me tight." He climbed on top of me and stepped on the gas.

Motorcycles sped through the streets, and because of the Lunar New Year, the places they passed were still bustling with activity, with many young people setting off firecrackers and having fun.

Snowflakes began to fall from the sky at some unknown time.

Ji Yang didn't know when, but he started sobbing.

Along the way, Gao Baoliang listened to him rambling on and on, saying that his wife and father did not get along and could not even spend the New Year together. He also said that his daughter was growing up and he could not control her. She was not learning to be good and was secretly dating boys and smoking.

Despite the many people who come to his house to offer New Year's greetings during the day, he is actually filled with untold sorrow.

Gao Baoliang felt extremely depressed after hearing what he said.

This year, Meng Jiao wanted to take him home to introduce him to her parents during the Spring Festival. She even bought him a suit, hoping he would wear it with a woolen overcoat on top.

He thought to himself that he was used to dressing casually, and it would be so awkward to wear a suit.

It's a good thing they brought it up. Did they think Li Jiabao looked handsome in a suit and didn't want him to lose face in front of his parents?

A few words angered Meng Jiao, and they began a cold war, not speaking to each other or seeing each other for several days.

It was truly unexpected that he and Ji Yang would run into each other and talk about these painful things.

The two of them simply found a spot, bought two more bottles of beer, and drank them before going home.

The next morning, Jiang Ning woke up early.

Looking out the window, I saw that the world was covered in a thick layer of snow.

Lin Chen hugged her from behind, his lips licking her neck.

"A timely snow promises a bumper harvest. We're sure everything will go smoothly for us in the new year."

Jiang Ning held his hand and kissed it.

"I hope that every year from now on, we can be reunited as a family."

The memories of her past life were too terrifying, and the happiness she had now always gave her a sense of unreality.

However, the soft, gentle touch soon made me truly feel the warmth of my family.

She hung on her neck again, insisting on rubbing her nose against hers.

My daily morning ritual: humming as I rub against the wall, then laughing heartily afterward.

Jiang Ning was infected by her laughter and laughed along.

"Alright, hurry up and get dressed, it's snowing outside."

Lin Chen urged her on.

He clearly dotes on Jiaojiao, cooking delicious food for her and playing with her, but her favorite person is still her mother.

"Kids, let's go play in the snow."

After they put on their cotton-padded coats, scarves, and gloves, Lin Chen led them to play in the snow in the yard.

Jiang Ning went to the kitchen to make breakfast.

Soon after, Wang Xiufen also came over to help.

She is usually the first one to get up.

But on holidays, she would wait until Jiang Ning and the others got up before she got up herself.

After all, when it's a rare opportunity to sleep in, I don't want any noise outside.

Soon, Lin Qiao and Luo Guangming also got up. Seeing the snow outside, they were excited to go play as well.

Lin Qiao used to be a well-behaved girl, and she didn't seem to like to move or talk much.

Since marrying Luo Guangming, she has become much more lively, and a faint smile is always on her face.

This must be the power of love.

Even the usually introverted and steady Luo Guangming was influenced by her and went to the yard with her to have a snowball fight.

Gao Baoliang arrived on his bicycle just before breakfast time.

Lin Chen immediately noticed that one of the foot pedals on his motorcycle was missing.

"What happened? Did you fall?" He frowned.

Gao Baoliang was furious. He lifted one of his legs and said aggrievedly:

"Brother Chen, my knees are all scraped up, and you don't even care about me, you only care about your car!"

Lin Chen scoffed at him, "Nonsense, this motorcycle is second only to my wife in my heart. Tell me, is my wife more important or you?"

Gao Baoliang clutched his chest, nearly spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"You're blind to human nature when it comes to women! Next time I'll ride it hard!"

As they were talking, a car stopped outside the gate, and Meng Jiao came out and walked towards them.

Meng Jiao came to wish Wang Xiufen a Happy New Year.

I'll also visit Gao Baoliang.

Upon seeing Lin Qiao, he greeted her with a smile.

Having not seen each other for more than half a year, the two had endless things to whisper to each other.

Gao Baoliang was like a wounded leopard, only able to secretly sit in a corner and lick his wounds.

"What happened? I saw Baoliang hide inside when he saw you. Did you two have a fight?"

After getting married, Lin Qiao also learned to read people's expressions and moods.

Meng Jiao bit her lip and nodded:

“A few days ago I bought him a suit, hoping he would wear it to meet my parents, but he insisted that I was vain, and we had a few words exchanged.”

Lin Qiao chuckled: "Brother Baoliang must be feeling inferior. He used to be so confident and high-spirited when he led his troops. But because he cares about you so much, he's become insecure now. Sister Meng Jiao, I think you two should have a serious talk."

These words were a bit harsh, but I said them because I genuinely cared about her.

Meng Jiao nodded and patted her shoulder:

"Okay, I came here today to have a heart-to-heart talk with him. I'll talk to you later, you stay here for a few more days, and we'll find some time to go shopping."

Lin Qiao nodded in agreement.

"Oh, I forgot to tell you, he probably fell yesterday and hurt his knee."

Meng Jiao looked surprised, said nothing more, and quickly went inside.

Seeing Gao Baoliang sitting in the corner, looking down and fiddling with something idly, I silently walked over and rolled up his trouser leg.

"The skin is broken? Why don't you get it treated?"

Her words carried a hint of resentment.

Gao Baoliang looked at her with his dark eyes, then shook his head.

"It doesn't hurt."

I drank last night, so I didn't feel any pain when I fell.

Now that she cares about him so much, all the pain is worth it.