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The Qin family had a rich breakfast. V8 ate very happily and picked up some food for Qin Ying from time to time. Because the pickled mustard was a little salty, Qin Ying only said, "It's a little salty and a little dry in the mouth." V8 immediately put down his bowl and chopsticks and poured Qin Ying a glass of warm water.
Due to his job, and the fact that it was his first time to spend the New Year with his girlfriend, and all the members of the Qin family were meeting each other for the first time, V8 carried forward the glorious tradition of the team, talking less and doing more, which made the Qin family like him even more.
Seeing this, Old Madam Qin laughed and said, "Xulin, don't spoil Ying'er too much. If you dote on her like this, she will really become a baby."
"Grandma, you are afraid that he will treat me badly, and if he treats me well, you are afraid that he will spoil me too much. What do you think we should ask him to do?" Qin Ying really likes this kind of pampering in details. Although she has an independent personality and can handle big and small things by herself, she also hopes that the husband she chooses can provide her with a bright future.
V8 said honestly: "Madam, Ah Ying follows me wholeheartedly. If I don't treat her better, I will be a heartless person."
"Hahaha, Ying'er, you have good taste." Qin Dingkang was happy to see this. Fathers all hope that their daughters will be pampered and spoiled by their future sons-in-law. However, in return, daughters should also respect their husbands. "I feel relieved that Xulin pampers Ying'er. But, Ying'er, you must also respect your husband and not take his pampering for granted."
"Respect, love and understanding each other are the key to a long-term marriage."
"Remember, Dad, don't worry. When have I ever done anything that would worry you?" Qin Ying poured herself a glass of red wine and stood up first. "Come on, let's toast to grandpa and grandma first."
On the night of New Year's Eve, the third son born to Madam Qin and his entire family came to the Qin family to celebrate the New Year. For such a large family, they had to sit at two tables.
With Qin Ying taking the lead, the entire breakfast atmosphere was particularly lively.
Mrs. Qin took the opportunity to bring up the matter of visiting the Fu family to pay New Year's greetings: "Dad, old lady, how about we pay New Year's greetings to the old gentleman after breakfast? In previous years, the old gentleman always spent the New Year alone. Now that Yu Sheng and Jin Nian are back, the old gentleman must be very happy. Let's go and pay New Year's greetings quickly. Maybe we can get a big red envelope."
This sounded nice, and Madam Qin immediately said, "That's right, pull all the younger generations over to see how many red envelopes the old man has prepared!"
Qin Yi suddenly spoke up, "Although Uncle Yu Sheng and Jin Nian are back, the old man's house is still a little quieter than ours. Why don't we spend more time talking to the old man later?"
His sudden words made everyone at the table pause, and the originally lively atmosphere became a little heavy. They glanced at Qin Yi, then looked at Old Madam Qin. Qin Ying wanted to drag the brainless Qin Yi out to teach him a lesson.
What do you mean our family is inevitably a little colder? Does this mean that there is no one in the Fu family?
Qin Yi didn't know he had said the wrong thing. When he saw that the atmosphere was a little off, he looked around blankly and said, "Didn't we always visit the old gentleman on New Year's Day? Is there anything wrong with what I said? Is it...I can't go?"
"That's right. With my status, I'm indeed not qualified to wish the old gentleman a happy new year. I'm sorry, but I'll have to apologize with some wine!" After saying that, he picked up the red wine glass and drank it all in one gulp.
Before finishing, he turned the cup upside down to show that it was all dry and you could drink as you like.
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