During the days after returning home, Ning Bingrou and I seemed to have lived a "oldering life". We were resting leisurely at home, waking up and having dinner. If we were not sleepy after dinner, we would go out for a walk and stroll around the surrounding suburbs.

This life as free as a god is actually quite comfortable. If we were in City A, how could we feel so comfortable at this moment? They are all filled with work.

...

A few days later, the time came on New Year's Eve. During the day, our family arranged the house, and Ning Bingrou also joined in and helped us paste Spring Festival couplets.

At first, my mother was polite and refused to let Ning Bingrou come to help, but Ning Bingrou said that she would be more integrated into this home during the New Year's Eve together and participate in the arrangement and cleaning of the house on New Year's Eve.

After dinner in the evening, the four of us started chatting in the tea room. At this moment, my mother took the lead in taking out two red envelopes from the cabinet and handed them to Ning Bingrou and me respectively.

My mother had a smile on her face and said to Ning Bingrou and me with anticipation: "It's the New Year, I wish you two early marriage, a happy relationship and a smooth career!"

"Thank you aunt!"

"Thank you, mom!" Then, it was my turn to take out a red envelope from the inner bag of my coat and put it on the table. He said with a smile: "Mom, this is the red envelope prepared by Bingrou and me for you and Lao Zhou. Since this red envelope is a bit special, one is enough."

The two old men looked at each other with confusion expressions, and then Lao Zhou opened the red envelope I gave to see. He asked me with a little surprise: "Why is it a bank card again? Last time you went home to buy a house, didn't you give me and your mother a bank card?"

"That's different. I thought I'd like to give me more money. The envelopes can't contain so many red envelopes, but when I transferred the money to the previous card, I felt that there was no sense of ritual, so I just took a red envelope to pack it."

Seeing that they still had a look of incomprehension on their faces, I added with a smile: "It's really okay. Like Ning Bingrou and I, there are some bank cards. If you really feel that it is not appropriate, then I will transfer the money in the card to your previous card at that time. Please accept it first."

Seeing that I said this, the two old men nodded slowly and accepted the red envelope with satisfaction.

A little while later, my mother looked at Ning Bingrou and me. She hesitated for a moment, then asked with a smile: "By the way, have you two... thought about when to get married?"

Ning Bingrou and I looked at each other, she turned to look at her mother and explained with a smile: "Auntie, before going home, Dongli and I had already discussed our wedding date. We... will probably be scheduled for March and April. Then, we will go back to City A together by the fifth day of the Chinese New Year."

Although Ning Bingrou did not finish the rest, how could Lao Zhou and his mother, who had experienced it, not understand what this sentence meant?

My mother pushed Lao Zhou's shoulder and said with a smile: "Old man, did you hear it? On the fifth day of the New Year, we will change places to continue the New Year. We will go to propose marriage to your son."

"I know."

As soon as the conversation came out, laughter suddenly came from the small tea room. At this moment, there were shouts coming from the direction of the door of the room, saying that there were guests coming.

From that sound, I had already guessed who the person who came was probably.

My mother and I walked out of the house. I was right. The guests who came were my aunt and Zhou Junhan who were standing at the door, both of whom were carrying New Year's goods in their hands.

After a while of greeting at the door, we signaled that our aunt and Zhou Junhan would go into the tea room to chat.

As soon as my aunt came into the room, she immediately gave me and Ning Bingrou a red envelope, and said without forgetting to say.

"Dongli, Xiaoning, happy faith, aunt has prepared a red envelope for you."

When Ning Bingrou and I took the red envelope from her, we smiled and said in unison: "Thank you aunt."

My aunt turned around and looked at Zhou Junhan behind her, and then said, "Dongli, Xiaoning, our Xiaohan's work is so thankful to you both!"

"Auntie, don't be so polite."

A short while later, we sat down on the chair and continued chatting, and the look on my aunt's face hesitated for a moment before she spoke.

"Well, there is another thing. Dongli, I have a neighbor who has been a neighbor for many years. Everyone is familiar with her. Her son has just graduated and is preparing to find a job. He started to do an internship after the Spring Festival, but the market is not so good now, so... can you take my neighbor's son to your company again?"

This made me feel helpless! What does "the market is bad" mean? Isn't this preparing for an internship? Where can I know the market?

In my heart, I really want to complain: My good aunt, I am a company and I also need to operate and protect everyone's interests. If everyone is a relationship account, then the entire company will be in chaos? Moreover, I am not a "savior" either?

"this……"

After my aunt said this, we were all confused. We didn't know how to answer her for a moment. Fortunately, Zhou Junhan is smart, so he "rescued" us.

"Mom! What are you saying? It's the New Year, so don't say that. And he is just preparing to go out for an internship. He can choose to go to a large number of companies outside. My company may not be in line with his major in the benchmark industry. Isn't you helping you too much?"

The aunt first glared at Zhou Junhan, then looked at us with awkward expression, and said with a smile: "Okay, that's right, then let him find a job by himself. I, I will turn around and say that this will be made in the future when he finishes his internship... I won't talk about this anymore."

After a while, the chat moved to other topics. At this moment, Zhou Junhan mentioned that he wanted to go out to smoke a cigarette in the yard, but he still called me.

After going out of the yard, Zhou Junhan took the lead in handing me a cigarette, and said helplessly with a wry smile: "Brother, don't take it too seriously. My mother is a well-known 'good guy' over there. She cares about everything, especially the neighbor. She has a good relationship with my mother, so she will talk about these things with you at this time."

I smiled and lit the cigarette and said, "I know this, you don't have to say these things to me, it's okay."

"I'm not worried that you will misunderstand." Zhou Junhan also lit the smoke. After a while, his expression became hesitant. After a while, he continued to speak.

"Brother, there is something I... want to confess to you. That's what? After I tell you, don't hit me."

I smiled and joked, "You tell me first, and I will decide whether to hit you."

Zhou Junhan swallowed his saliva, and after a while, he looked at the memory and said, "Just... the application for Xingrui foreign trade listing, during the days when you and my sister-in-law went on a business trip in Yunsheng, weren't everyone very busy? They were busy until the big night. One night, I happened to go over and have lunch with them in the office, but everyone finished it, so I was the last one to stay. Then Brother Yue (Qiu Yue) gave me the key and asked me to lock the door when I left, and he left."

When I heard Zhou Junhan talk about the matter of being blocked when Xingrui’s foreign trade listing application was blocked, my expression suddenly became serious and asked, “What about it?”

"Then I had my own midnight snack. When I was almost finished, I felt uncomfortable in my stomach. I thought about going out to go to the bathroom. There was someone who happened to come. It was Brother Yuan, so I handed him the keys and helped me watch the office. I went to the bathroom. Then... when I submitted the materials and applied for the next day, there was a problem."

Zhou Junhan added with a chorus again: "Of course, this is just a thing I described, and it doesn't mean it must be something he did."

I looked at Zhou Junhan suspiciously, thought for a while, and asked back, "You just said that someone came when you were having midnight snacks later. Brother Yuan, which Brother Yuan?"


Chapter completed!