He Ning also looked down and touched his sports bag. There was an extra basketball charm hanging on the zipper. He wasn't as superficial as He Sui, who only cared about the price.
Regardless of its value, this was a gift from He Jing, and it was the best and most perfect gift he could imagine.
Happy New Year, He Jing!
...
After finishing their reunion dinner, He Jing sat down with everyone to watch the Spring Festival Gala. The Spring Festival Gala is a must-watch program for the He family every year during the festival, and they have never missed it.
As He Sui watched, he pointed at the TV and said, "What kind of garbage is this? Each year is worse than the last."
The actors in the TV skits were already crying, to the point that even He's mother felt it was bad luck.
He Zhou tried to hold back, but couldn't help but say sarcastically, "If it weren't for the fact that it said 'Spring Festival Gala' at the beginning, I would have thought we were celebrating Qingming Festival."
"Pah, pah, pah, don't talk nonsense." Mother He stuffed a segment of tangerine into He Zhou's mouth. "It may be ugly, but it's unlucky for you to say such things."
During the Lunar New Year, it's taboo to use any unlucky words. He Zhou chewed on a tangerine, his mouth full of sweet juice. He glanced sideways at He Jing and noticed that she was holding her phone, seemingly distracted.
Upon being looked at, He Jing quickly turned to the TV, her face serious. He Zhou frowned, and then He Chen said, "He Jing, I have some potato chips in my room. Could you please bring them to me?"
He Chen smiled gently, his eyes warm and gentle, showing no sign of anything amiss.
He Jing paused for a moment, then understood what He Chen meant. She immediately stood up and walked towards He Chen's room, closing the door behind her.
He Zhou understood, and he scoffed coldly, "The skits on TV are selling daughters, while the brothers outside the TV are selling their sisters?"
"What plum?" He Xiaoguo asked He Zhou curiously, holding a lollipop in one hand and petting Xixi with the other. "Where can I find plum? I want some too."
"Eat your candy."
"oh."
...
He Xiaoguo felt regretful that she hadn't been able to eat her favorite Liuliumei plum.
He Chen smiled and said, "If Third Brother insists on saying that, then I can only accept it."
He Jing, who was in her room, had no idea that her two brothers had started arguing about her. She answered the phone and heard the sound of fireworks accompanied by a magnetic male voice that sounded like flowing jade. There was a moment of silence followed by a moment of noise.
"Happy New Year, model student!"
The male voice on the other end spoke slowly and calmly.
He Jing covered her mouth with her hand and exclaimed softly, "Thank goodness I put my phone on silent! Why are you calling at this hour?"
"Of course I want to spend the New Year with you," Yan Hanxi asked. "Video? I have someone setting off fireworks here, very beautiful real fireworks."
He Jing frowned slightly: "The ban in City A has been lifted?"
"No." Yan Hanxi smiled. "It seems the wealthy man in the villa next door is preparing to pay a fine, so... do you want to see it? If you want to see it, you have to do it now, otherwise it will be over soon."
“…Okay.” He Jing lowered her hand, glanced guiltily at the closed door, and after confirming that no one would come and no footsteps were heard, she bit her lip, hung up the phone, and switched off the video call. On the limited screen of her phone, the young man’s infinitely handsome face appeared. His phoenix eyes, sword-like eyebrows, and crimson lips were like a visual feast waiting to overwhelm her. Then the camera shifted to fireworks rising in the sky above the distant mountains, which were indeed stunningly beautiful.
At this moment, in this scene, the person and the situation are truly touching.
He Jing couldn't help but smile and said softly, "Yan Hanxi, Happy New Year."
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