The manager of the cafe and several waiters were still there. When they saw Ye Jiaqi and Qiao Si Nian arriving, they quickly said hello: "Mr. Qiao, Mrs. Qiao."

"You are busy, just prepare everything you need to prepare." Ye Jiaqi said, "You can go back when you are done. Come early tomorrow. Thank you for your hard work."

"It's not hard."

Ye Jiaqi and Josnian walked around inside and were quite satisfied.

Ye Jiaqi has been here many times, but Josnian has not been here very often. It seems quite charming today.

Cafes are open 24 hours a day, providing a place for busy people in the city to take a rest.

Ye Jiaqi held Josnian's arm and introduced him as he walked. After the introduction, he whispered: "Don't forget to cut the ribbon tomorrow."

"How dare you forget." Josnian ruffled her hair.

Josnian rarely attended business activities such as ribbon-cutting, unless it was a high-end business or political event, but of course his wife's shop had to support it.

Ye Jiaqi took him for a walk again before returning to Qiao's house with him.

Qiao Zhai is luxurious and peaceful, surrounded by mountains and rivers, and has a beautiful atmosphere of the New Year.

The servants were busy, Xiao Youzi was playing with toys with several servant aunts, and Qiao Chengfan spread red paper on the balcony to write couplets.

Throw away the ones you are not satisfied with, and keep the ones you are satisfied with. I wrote all morning, and the ones I am satisfied with are only two or three.

Qiao Chengfan was a little worried.

Josnian walked in and saw that he was still writing the couplet seriously, so he said, "How is the writing going? Let me see."

"Look..."

Josnian picked up the words and frowned.

Just as he was about to talk about his writing skills and focus, he suddenly remembered Ye Jiaqi's words, and the conversation changed: "The writing is not bad, the more you practice, the better."

Qiao Chengfan was flattered and thought that Old Qiao was going to talk to him again.

Qiao Chengfan handed the pen to Josnian: "Dad, please write one."

"If you don't write it, no one will read it."

Qiao Chengfan:???

Am I not a human being?

Qiao Chengfan had an idea: "Dad, you just want to call Qiqi to come and see me. I'll call you."

"Stop!!!" Josnian felt unhappy that his son had exposed his little thoughts.

Qiao Chengfan remained calm on the surface, but secretly glanced at Lao Qiao.

Lao Qiao is really boring.

If there is anything to be embarrassed about, just call Qiqi Qiqi. He just wants Qiqi to come and see him.

Josnian walked beside the red couplet paper, bent down and wrote a couplet.

The sunlight outside the window is spread out on the red paper, giving off a sense of serenity and prosperity in the ordinary prosperous times, and a tranquil atmosphere floats in the air.

Say goodbye to the old year with the sound of firecrackers, and greet the new year with the shadow of the east wind.

Josnian finished writing and put down his pen.

Qiao Chengfan watched silently, okay, Lao Qiao's words are powerful, free and unrestrained. He is ten Qiao Chengfan away from Lao Qiao.

Josnian patted him on the shoulder: "Write a few more pictures and then come out for lunch."

"Dad, please teach me how to write."

Josnian raised his eyebrows. It was rare for Qiao Chengfan to be humble. Normally, he would despise his father.

"Seeing as how studious you are, come on and teach you how to write." Josnian didn't show off.

Under the sun, the father and son lowered their heads. Qiao Chengfan's serious look seemed to be exactly the same as Josnian's.

Ye Jiaqi is in the kitchen, and the cook will go back to her hometown in the afternoon.

"Madam, shall we prepare the dinner for tonight, or will you and your husband go out to eat?" the cook asked.
Chapter completed!