Chapter 340 There is a Mouse in the House (Sixth Update)

"I got up early and had already eaten. I'm watching TV now." Seeing that An Zhixia had already gotten up, he walked over to her, stroked the mark on her neck with his hand, his eyes dimmed, and went to the cloakroom to take out a silk scarf and put it on her.

Then he took her hand, opened the door and walked out.

It was already eight o'clock in the evening and the children were sitting on the sofa eating strawberries. When they saw them come out, they stood up and surrounded them with smiles.

"I'll go heat up some food for you. You sit with the children for a while." After pushing An Zhixia onto the sofa, Fang Yuan washed his hands and turned on the bedroom light.

There was a Snow Flower brand refrigerator at the kitchen door. He took out the food from it and heated it up in the kitchen. Soon he brought them out one by one and asked the children to eat together.

"I asked the canteen chef to fry some extra food for lunch and put it in the refrigerator. No one has touched it." After setting the table, he pulled a stool over and sat down, laughing sullenly, "You didn't eat much at noon, and Zhiqiu said you were still clamoring for meat last night."

An Zhixia glared at him, washed her hands, and smelled the aroma of the food. Her stomach was already growling. A portion of braised lion's head, a portion of clay pot chicken, and a plate of scrambled eggs with green peppers, steamed buns, and porridge.

She was so hungry that she ate only one and a half steamed buns. After she finished eating, Fang Yuan picked up the dishes and washed them before she even started eating.

Fang Gexin stuffed a handful of strawberries into her mouth and whispered "Mom" to her.

An Zhixia touched her little face and said with a smile, "Wait a moment." Then she walked into the bedroom, took out three brocade boxes and three red envelopes and handed them to them, "This is the money your mother gave you to change your words. Keep it!"

The three children took it with a smile, and called her "Mom" without any courtesy, because they understood that from the moment their father married her, they were a family.

They opened the brocade box with joy, and inside was a very small and beautiful jade stone strung with a red string and carved according to their zodiac signs. They were reluctant to put it on, nor were they willing to touch it. After looking at it for a while, they glanced at An Zhixia shyly and buried their heads in opening the red envelope.

Inside were ten big unity pictures, all of them opened their mouths in surprise.

"Mom, it's too much," Fang Lixi said, pursing her lips. "An ordinary worker only gets 30 or 40 yuan a month. You're busy for a month, including bonuses, it's only a little over 100 yuan, right? We can't take it."

"I'll give it to you, just keep it," An Zhixia smiled and pinched the little girl's cheek, and said to them, "Our family is not short of money. Mom can get thousands of royalties for the programs she writes every month. This is the money I give you for changing your words. If it's too little, it will seem too insincere.

I will open a bank account for you in the future. Your father, your great-grandmother and I will definitely give you money during the holidays. You can save the big money and keep the small money as pocket money.

Children who have been dealing with money since childhood are smarter and more sensitive to numbers. You can think of this as developing your own sense of numbers and having a plan for the comings and goings of money. "

The three children took the money curiously and said, "Mom, we will definitely not spend it carelessly!"

After that, they began to look for a place in the house to hide their necklaces and money.

"What are you doing? Is there a mouse in the house?" Fang Yuan took some washed cherries and asked with a smile when he saw the three children circling the bed.

"It's a hidden treasure." An Zhixia happily took the cherry and put one in her mouth: "Where did it come from?"

"Xiaosheng and his friends sent them," Fang Yuan said. "Some mountains have delicious fruits, and they go there every year to pick them. But there are many varieties of high-quality fruit trees in the palace courtyard. We can go to each courtyard to look for them someday.

By the way, I remember that Li Hanqian brought the model of raising native chickens from Hetang Village here? It seems that the fruit trees on his mountain have many varieties, and they are all transplanted from all over the country. They can bloom and bear fruit that year. How is it, did it fail? "

"He's been busy with the farm lately," An Zhixia said as she ate with her cheeks puffed out, inviting the three little ones to eat with her. "The farm is almost finished, and they've started installing various systems, and experts have been invited from all over. But the retired veterans went to the Jiang family twice and brought back some native chickens."

"They all have their own abilities, and you sending them to raise chickens is a bit of a waste of their talents," Fang Yuan sat next to her and said with a smile, "Just give them some training. Let them help you at the TV station, and I'll be more at ease when my car is not at home."

"Before, I was too low-ranking an official, and I didn't know where to arrange them. Now, I'm thinking about arranging work for the family members, and I'll arrange them at the same time." An Zhixia nodded, watching the program on TV, sitting cross-legged on the sofa, resting her head on his shoulder, enjoying the fan, squinting her eyes and feeling quite enjoyable.

Well, it would be more beautiful if there was air conditioning.

Seeing the children hiding their things in different places, Fang Yuan couldn't help but whispered, "Open the drawers on the far left, the far right, and the middle. Reach out and feel upwards. There is a small drawer on the top layer with a key. Each of you can get one."

The three children doubtfully chose a drawer that was 40 centimeters deep, and when they reached up, they found a small drawer. They happily put their things and the red envelopes in it, and then continued to look for a place to hide the key.

Fang Yuan suddenly stood up, went to the bedroom and got a backpack and a notebook, handed them to An Zhixia and said, "This is the gift money my colleagues and friends got today, take a look."

An Zhixia carried the heavy backpack and looked at the thick book. Her scalp tingled as she asked, "Could it be that everyone you know has come to give gifts?"

Fang Yuan raised his eyebrows and rubbed his nose with her, saying, "I understand what you mean, but I don't have too many friends and colleagues, and I'll be moving around more frequently in the future, so interpersonal interactions are inevitable. Besides, I don't necessarily suffer a loss, do I? Most of them are married and have children, and we may have fewer children than them in the future."

An Zhixia pinched the tender flesh on his waist: "Do you think I'm a sow? Giving birth one by one, is that easy?" She flipped through the account book and habitually took pictures to save them.

Fang Yuan explained to her what relationship each person had with him. Fang Yuan had very few friends, almost all of them were the other seven of the "Eight Immortals of Beijing", along with a group of elders like Mr. Yang, and the rest were his colleagues in the team. The most generous gift was a thousand yuan, while the least generous gift was one or two yuan, or even fifty cents.

There were many people who gave her gifts, including the directors and deputy directors of each channel group, several station directors, members of the overseas channel group, and even some people from the performance troupe who added money after hearing the news.

She was so overwhelmed by what she saw. She glanced at the three little ones who were eating fruit obediently and smiled at them like a wolf grandmother: "Come on, watching TV for too long is bad for your eyes. Mother has an important task for you!"

(End of this chapter)