I Have Seven Big Brothers-Chapter 553: progress

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Nuan Nuan took Lele and a few cats at home and ran around behind her brother. The rhubarb was waving in the snow, and the snow was blown up by it.

"Come on, kids, check if it is correct."

Gu Mingli stuck the word "Fu" on the door with one hand, and stretched out with the other to grab the little girl's head.

Nuan Nuan held her head and muttered, "A little bit to the left, okay, okay."

The blessing characters written with calligraphy brushes are not as fancy and beautiful as those modern handicrafts, but they are very artistic.

This is the result of everyone's joint efforts, of course they prefer to write by themselves.

There will be a holiday in the next few days. Dad and brother will give the company employees a holiday. Of course, there are still a few overtime workers. They are all voluntary. During the Chinese New Year, the wages for overtime work are doubled, and those who work overtime are also allowed. Employees have a collective year in the company by themselves.

Fireworks and firecrackers are no longer allowed in the city, and there is a lot less excitement. Everyone can only turn on the TV to watch the Spring Festival Gala, and gather together to play cards, rub mahjong, and the like.

Only when cooking is the whole staff dispatched. Fortunately, their kitchen is big enough, otherwise they would not be able to accommodate so many people.

But there are too many people, which is a little bad, too noisy.

"Gu An, bring me a plate."

"The boss told you to wash the vegetables, but he didn't tell you to wash the leaves of the vegetables!"

"Gu An! Put down the knife and poke someone!"

Amid the noise, a sumptuous New Year’s Eve dinner is finally ready.

It’s time for the Chinese New Year representative to receive red envelopes again. Nuan Nuan was dressed like a lucky doll early in the morning, with a red cheongsam-style skirt, and a circle of fluffy and comfortable snow-white fur collars around the neckline and cuffs.

His hair was tied with two little tweets by his mother, and there were also jingling linglings that made a loud sound every step of the way.

The whole person is like an exquisite little fairy boy who comes to the house to send blessings.

"Happy New Year, grandpa, be healthy and live longer than Nanshan..."

The little girl's small mouth is so sweet, and she really kowtowed to her grandfather during the New Year greetings.

The old man hurriedly helped the little girl up, the smile on his face could not be hidden.

"Okay, okay, we Nuannuan are also happy New Year today, come over and grandpa will give you a red envelope."

The money in the red envelope is all cash, and it is so bulging that it is quite heavy in the hand.

The old man still looked regretful, "This red envelope is too small and can only hold so much, but grandpa also transferred some money to you with his mobile phone, remember to accept it."

Nuan Nuan "..."

Every New Year’s Eve, her family members give her the feeling that the money cannot be given out and is forced to be stuffed into her hands.

What a sweet burden!

After paying New Year's greetings to grandpa, Nuannuan ran to find other people like a little butterfly.

Then, without any surprise, they all received a lot of red envelopes. Like grandpa, they disliked the small amount of money in the red envelopes, and instead used their mobile phones to transfer money to her account. 𝒇𝒓eewe𝒃𝑛𝒐𝘃𝒆𝚕.co𝘮

Same as before, Nuan Nuan is also going to pay New Year greetings to her uncle, uncle and teacher’s home this year, and then received a wave of big red envelopes, and practiced calligraphy with her big cousin and second cousin for her uncle to see.

Uncle is a very serious teacher. Every year, he will see if the children's calligraphy has improved.

Bai Jinyan was sitting on a huanghuali chair, with a refined temperament, like an admirable old man in the Republic of China.

He slowly picked up the words written by the children and commented on them one by one.

"The writing of Nuan Nuan has improved a lot compared to last year. It can be seen that you have not slacked off and practiced seriously. It is very good."

Nuannuan happily showed her neat and white teeth.

In one year, not only did she improve her calligraphy, but she also improved a lot in other things she learned.

"Gu An."

Gu An, who was named, immediately stood up straight with his head held high.

"You haven't put much thought into this this year, have you?"

Bai Jinyan glanced at a young man who was full of vigor.

Gu An rubbed his nose and smiled embarrassedly, "Then what uncle, I will study science in the future."

Bai Jinyan took a sip of tea, "Writing calligraphy has nothing to do with studying arts and sciences. It is the most basic thing in our family just like your writing. I don't expect you to become masters of calligraphy by writing calligraphy. Don't lose face of the Bai family and the Gu family."

Gu An nodded quickly, "I know, I know, uncle, I promise that I will practice hard in the future!"

Not to mention, in the class, he and his sister's handwriting would be praised by the teacher every time. Even if the Chinese teacher couldn't understand his composition, he would still admire his handwriting.

After playing at their uncle's house for two days, they returned to Lincheng, and the next day they went to Xie's house to pay New Year's greetings.

Xie Jingsheng was the same as before, the red envelopes he gave her were exquisite pure gold bunnies, little gold melon seeds and carps in lucky bags. Although she received them every year, when she received them again, she was still so happy that her eyebrows and eyes were crooked. , It’s sweet to smile.

"Thank you, Jing Sheng."

Xie Jingsheng's mouth slightly raised, "You still like it after collecting so much?"

Nuannuan said, "I like it, they are super cute."

Jing Sheng gave her these little things, and she specially put them in a small box, and they were packed much better.

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