Chapter 569 New Year Arrives
Gu Sihan was invited to the stage to speak at the beginning. It was the first time that Fu Jiu saw Gu Sihan so serious. The spotlight shining on him made him even more eye-catching. With a man like this, which woman would not fall for his suit pants?
Fu Jiu took out her phone and took a photo of him, then she heard Gu Sihan say, "I didn't come to this year's annual meeting alone. I brought my wife with me!"
Fu Jiu was inexplicably named and was a little surprised. When everyone heard Gu Sihan's words, they were even more surprised. Everyone was curious about who their boss's wife was, but Gu Sihan only said this sentence, leaving the rest to people to guess.
As for Zheng Lianxue who suddenly appeared at the annual meeting, Fu Jiu never saw her again until New Year's Eve.
On New Year's Eve, the entire South City was enveloped in a joyous atmosphere. The sycamore trees on both sides of the city were already hung with small lanterns. Fu Jiu woke up early that day. This was the first New Year she and Gu Sihan had spent together, and she felt a little excited and happy.
So I specially bought a festive burgundy dress and paired it with a cream-colored sweater jacket, which made me look youthful and festive.
She and Gu Sihan took a car to the old house early in the morning. As soon as they got off the car, they saw two people standing in front of the old house's large iron gate with flower carvings, pasting Spring Festival couplets.
Fu Jiu followed Gu Sihan inside. The old house was also filled with the atmosphere of the New Year. The servants were busy cleaning the entire villa inside and out.
Fu Jiu watched a middle-aged man talking to a scary person in the yard. Before she could ask Gu Sihan, she heard Gu Sihan walk towards the man and say, "Uncle!"
Fu Jiu was stunned. This...
This is Su He's dad!
Is this the first time she's seen it?
Su Huaijin smiled and nodded, his eyes falling on Fu Jiu. He said softly, "This is Xiaojiu, right?"
Fu Jiu nodded somewhat embarrassedly, and followed Gu Sihan's lead, shouting, "Uncle, Happy New Year!"
Su Huaijin said with a smile: "Happy New Year!"
After saying that, he took out a red envelope from his pocket and handed it to Fu Jiu.
Fu Jiu was stunned. This was the first time she had received a red envelope in all these years. She was delighted: "Red envelope!"
The girl's expression was so cute that both of them laughed.
Su Huaijin smiled and nodded: "Yes, it's for you!"
"Thank you, uncle!" After saying that, he reached out to take it with an excited look on his face, and bowed deeply to Su Huaijin.
Fu Jiu squeezed the red envelope and was surprised by how thick it was. She looked at Gu Sihan with a hint of smugness. Gu Sihan took in the smugness on her face, his eyes filled with deep doting.
I didn’t expect that this little thing could be sent away with just a red envelope.
Su Huaijin spoke again: "Go look at grandpa and wish him a happy new year!"
Fu Jiu nodded, and the scene of Gu Sihan's birthday came to her mind, and she felt a little embarrassed.
Gu Sihan saw what was on her mind and said with a smile, "Let's go. Maybe Grandpa has already forgotten it."
Fu Jiu rolled her eyes at him: "How do you know?"
Gu Sihan smiled but said nothing.
The two of them arrived at the old man's room. Fu Jiu immediately saw an old man standing in front of the desk writing calligraphy. Perhaps because it was Chinese New Year this year, the old man was wearing a festive Zhongshan jacket, and he looked very energetic.
Fu Jiu walked in and said sweetly, "Grandpa, Happy New Year!"
Upon hearing this, the old man looked up at Fu Jiu with a kind smile. He put down the brush in his hand and said with a smile, "Happy New Year, little girl!"
Fu Jiu smiled, her eyes falling on the calligraphy on the table. She asked in surprise, "Grandpa, are you writing Spring Festival couplets?"
"Did you see that?"
Fu Jiu nodded. "Yeah, it looks like the words on the iron gate are the same."
Gu Sihan, who was standing by, said, "Grandpa writes the Spring Festival couplets at home every year!"
Fu Jiu was a little envious: "So amazing!"
Gu Sihan reached out and rubbed the top of his head. The old man continued, "Xiao San's room hasn't been posted yet. I'll write it now and you can take it and post it!"
Fu Jiu nodded, her eyes fixed on a red piece of paper beside her. She pointed at it and said, "Grandpa, can you give me some of this?"
The old man took a look and asked curiously, "Do you miss Nian Shou too?"
"I want to cut paper-cuts for windows. They will look great when pasted on the windows!"
Gu Sihan and the old man were a little surprised: "You can also cut paper-cuts?"
Fu Jiu smiled and nodded.
The old man nodded in satisfaction: "There aren't many people who can do this, let alone a young girl!"
"I learned it when I was in school, so I know it!"
"Here, there are scissors in the pen holder." Fu Jiu nodded with a smile. After reaching out and taking a few pieces of red-bottomed paper, she picked up the scissors and looked at Gu Sihan: "Let's go back to the room and don't disturb Grandpa here!"
Gu Sihan reached out and took the scissors from her hand, greeted the old man, and then took the girl's hand and left.
Arriving at Gu Sihan's room, Fu Jiu couldn't wait to sit down at the coffee table and start making her own window paper-cuts. Gu Sihan sat beside her and asked, "How come I didn't know you had this skill?"
Fu Jiu rolled her eyes at him and said, "There are so many things you don't know."
"Then it seems I will have to slowly discover it later!"
Fu Jiu smiled but said nothing. Gu Sihan stood up and left the bedroom. When he came back, he had something in his hands. Fu Jiu was so focused that she didn't notice it. It wasn't until Gu Sihan dropped the things on the table that she came back to her senses. "Where did you get so many red envelopes?"
"I got it from my uncle!"
"Will you give me a red envelope?"
The girl came closer to Gu Sihan and looked at him eagerly.
Gu Sihan curled his lips: "Do you want it?"
The girl nodded: "Yes!" Then she thought of the red envelope Su Huaijin had given her just now, and quickly took it out, looking at Gu Sihan with a smile: "Third Master, how much do you think my uncle will give me?"
"According to the custom on my uncle's side, there should be 68!"
Fu Jiu was a little surprised when she heard this: "Oh my god, so many?" She wondered why it was so heavy. 68 Mao Zedong notes, one hundred yuan each, ten equal one thousand, so 68 of them would be six thousand eighty, right?
Fu Jiu excitedly said, "I'm rich, I'm rich..." As she opened the red envelope, her expression changed before she even uttered the word "wealth". She looked at Gu Sihan in disbelief, "Third Master, where is my uncle from?"
"Linchuan!"
Fu Jiu immediately sighed heavily and took out the fifty-cent note from your red envelope.
Was she overthinking it and thought she had made a fortune?
Gu Sihan knew what was going on with this little girl's expression, and immediately said, "What? Are you unhappy?"
"I can't be happy. I thought it was 6,800!"
Gu Sihan smiled and said nothing. He picked up the red envelope on the table and began to wrap it. Fu Jiu watched him put a Mao Zedong note in it and asked curiously, "Why don't you do the same as your uncle and put in a fifty-cent note?"
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