Although he felt less angry and even a little happy, Yan Su kept a stern face and brought up the past.

Han Zibin held her outstretched hand, brought it to his lips and gave it a passionate kiss, "Actually, I lied to you. There is no steamed pork ribs with plum sauce tonight. I made it just for you."

Yan Su was happy in her heart, but she said angrily: "Why did you lure me out here? I haven't even tasted what it tastes like."

"I made two servings. The one on the table has normal flavor, and the one for you has half sugar. You should eat less and save some for me to eat with you when I get home from work."

Knowing that she wants to maintain her figure, she doesn't dare to eat anything too sweet, which shows her attentiveness and gentleness.

A hint of sweetness finally appeared in the corners of Yan Su's eyebrows and eyes.

…

Before the Spring Festival, Yan Jing hosted a banquet in the Tang Palace to entertain Shen Mingzhu.

In addition to Yan Jing herself, she was also accompanied by Yan Su and Zhuang Xueqi.

Yan Jing and Shen Mingzhu both knew the purpose and intention of this meal, but in front of Yan Su, neither of them kept silent about it.

Although Yan Su is a top socialite, she is particularly sensitive and persistent in relationships, and she doesn't like her family to arrange her marriage.

If people knew that she and Han Zibin were not in the free love relationship she thought, they would probably have different ideas.

After Yan Su and Zhuang Xueqi went to the bathroom, Yan Jing praised Shen Mingzhu: "You did a good job."

"Thank you Madam Ning for your high regard for me. Fortunately, I have fulfilled your mission."

"I have had a thank you gift sent to your home. Go back and take a look."

"Mrs. Ning is too polite."

She seemed flattered on the surface, but inwardly she was rubbing her hands in anticipation: Last time it was a platinum bag, what should it be this time?

After dinner, Shen Mingzhu returned home eagerly.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw three eye-catching and familiar orange packaging bags on the coffee table in the living room.

"Mom, don't you already have a bag like this? Why did you buy another one? And three!"

Pei Tang did not understand the value of the platinum bag, but was simply curious about why his mother was so keen on this bag.

Three platinum bags made of rare leather were lined up in a row. Shen Mingzhu tried to adjust her breathing while explaining to her daughter:

The bag was not bought by her, but a gift from a friend.

The three bags are white, orange and blue. In total, she owns six platinum bags in different colors.

Collecting things you love is far more pleasurable and fulfilling than receiving the gifts themselves.

From this we can see how good the ladies from wealthy families are at controlling people's hearts, and they will make offers in a way that you cannot refuse.

Although Shen Mingzhu has always been low-key, the truth cannot be hidden, and the news of the six platinum bags spread among relatives and friends.

"Those six bags of your little sister are probably made of gold, so why are they so valuable?"

Lying in bed at night, Jia Yuemei couldn't help but whisper to Shen Xiangnan.

Shen Xiangnan also smacked his lips: "Who knows."

"You can't eat or drink it. What can't you do with that money? Instead of buying those useless things, your little sister is really a spendthrift."

Shen Xiangnan was annoyed: "Why are you saying such sarcastic words? That bag was not bought by my younger sister, it was given to her by a rich lady!"

Jia Yuemei curled her lips: "Why did they give her the bag? It's because she likes it. If she likes money, maybe they would just give her money directly!"

"If we really give her one or two hundred thousand directly, we might be able to get some benefits." Jia Yuemei imagined.

Shen Xiangnan rolled his eyes at her and said, "You should wait until dawn to talk about this."

"Why?"

“Because I can’t daydream at night!”

Jia Yuemei turned over and sat up unconvinced, "You said I was daydreaming, but I think you are the one with no future! There are three brothers and sisters in the family. Your eldest brother and your youngest sister all have big houses to live in and cars to drive. What about you? What do you have? Look at how crowded our house is. When relatives from my hometown come, they have to sleep on the floor. Don't you feel ashamed?"

Seeing that Shen Xiangnan got angry, Jia Yuemei didn't dare to complain anymore.

Although the family's conditions are not as good as those of the brother and sister Shen Chaobei and Shen Mingzhu, they are more than enough compared to ordinary families.

As the head chef and shareholder of Shen Ji, Shen Xiangnan has an annual income of over ten thousand yuan. He is in his prime and has bought a house in the city. In the eyes of other women, he is a rare commodity.

Although Jia Yuemei often complained, she knew in her heart that she couldn't find anyone better without Shen Xiangnan.

Thinking about it, she softened her tone: "I just said it casually, and you got angry."

Shen Xiangnan had long since stopped buying into her nonsense. "In the future, stop saying things that I don't like to hear. I've loved you, but you're leaving now."

"If you don't want to tell me, then don't tell me."

…

In the blink of an eye, it’s New Year’s Eve again.

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On New Year's Eve this year, Shen Mingzhu once again brought Pei Yang and the children back to Anping Town.

The first day of the new year is the first anniversary celebration for Qin Jinlian. Instead of going back to the countryside early in the morning, it is better to celebrate it in the countryside.

Compared with last year's lively and festive occasion, this year's Spring Festival was much quieter due to the absence of Qin Jinlian.

Especially Shen Jianguo, he was in a bad mood, as if he was not celebrating the festival but going through a tribulation.

When she held her grandson Jindan in her arms, she couldn't stop crying: "If only your mother were still alive, her life's dream was to hold a grandson in her arms."

The two brothers Shen Chaobei and Shen Xiangnan were already sad, and their defenses were immediately broken after hearing these words.

While the father and his two sons were mourning in the house, Shen Mingzhu took Pei Yang and Du Juan to the kitchen to prepare the New Year's Eve dinner, while the children were playing in the yard under the care of Pei Ziheng.

As is customary in previous years, fireworks are set off on New Year's Eve to liven up the night.

But Qin Jinlian passed away on last year's New Year's Eve, so no fireworks were bought this year. After eating the New Year's Eve dinner and giving the children New Year's money, everyone went back to their rooms to rest and wait to return to Shenjiagou early the next morning to burn anniversary ceremonies for Qin Jinlian.

…

This year Pei Wenping still celebrates the Spring Festival at Chen's house.

After the New Year’s Eve dinner, the two Chen brothers cleaned up the dishes, while she and Yi Ling took the children out to set off fireworks.

After giving the brother and sister a few words of advice on safety, Pei Wenping found a quiet place to stand.

The children are all grown up and have their own ideas and fun. They no longer need her to take care of everything as a mother.

After she had been standing there for less than two minutes, two children came over to play with firecrackers. The "crackling" sound hurt Pei Wenping's eardrums.

She subconsciously stepped back, and when she turned around, she saw Chen Yi standing behind her. She didn't know how long he had been standing there.

"Are you free?"

A golden firework exploded in the night sky, illuminating Chen Yi's smiling face clearly and gently.

Many years later, Pei Wenping could not forget this scene.

She was silent for a moment and then nodded slightly, "Just say whatever you want to say."

"I want to take you somewhere."

The backs of the two people leaving together caused several neighbors nearby to whisper.

"Yi Ling, have your elder brother and sister-in-law reconciled?"

Yi Ling knew that the two had not remarried, but seeing them go out together so late at night, she was a little unsure for a moment, "Who knows."

After getting out of the car and looking at the dark house in front of him, Pei Wenping wondered: "Xiaoyang and the others are not at home, why did you bring me here?"

Chen Yi pointed diagonally across the street, "Over there." (End of this chapter)