Chapter 157: New year

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"Prepare a few more colors!" Shi Moqing pulled a bath towel to wrap himself before pulling the computer back.
"Sure! Goddess!" Lu Zhan nodded quickly.
"God you a big head ghost!" Shi Moqing gave him a glance, his heart was different, he felt that he was violent, and returned to the goddess!
"Is the information of the Fu family almost the same? Do I need to forgive me?" Lu Zhan asked, Lu Zhan's face turned right.
"It's almost there, why isn't the first ten banquets of the Fu family in their own hotel?" Shi Moqing asked curiously. According to the data, the five-star hotel Shuguang of the Fu family was good. How did they choose the Marriott Hotel?
"They will naturally choose the Marriott International Hotel. They are five-star international hotels. They are as luxurious and high-end as their names. They are in the top ten in Kyoto. As for the owner, I really do n’t know. The person in charge of the hotel has always said that he Just hosting ... "
"The hotel you let me stay at is how far is our hotel from there?" Shi Moqing asked at the table.
"Five minutes away, rest assured, you will let me pick you up when you arrive!"
"Okay, that's it, it's hung up. I'm going to change my clothes, it's cold!" Shi Mo nodded, the computer wasn't turned off, and he went straight to the room.
"Ah! Mo Qing!" Lu Zhan looked at the computer blankly, what did he do wrong? He moved the mouse with his fingers and several photos appeared on the computer. He quickly pressed the print.
Mo Qing was proficient in computers, and she was afraid that she would react. He broke his computer and deleted the photos. It is a rare and amazing photo. How many photos should I leave!
After changing clothes, the computer video was turned off. Shi Moqing held the computer smoothly and walked out. She didn't eat all day long, so hungry! I don't know what Dong's family has!
In the thirtieth year of the New Year, it cleared up and suddenly snowed for a few days. When Shi Moqing got up early, he obediently put on the red clothes that Aunt Dong strongly requested, and took a few photos in the scene of heavy snow and sent them to the school forum , Trotting all the way to Uncle Dong's house.
When she met Dong Jian at the door, she raised an eyebrow. "Come?"
"Well!" Dong Jian bounced excitedly.
"Ready! Run!" Shi Moqing's words just ended, and people have run ten meters away.
"I'm going! Sister! Don't take such a flicker! You lie!" Dong Jian chased in annoyance, he thought it was a fight!
"Haha! Look at these two children!" Uncle Dong stood laughing in the living room.
"Mush the ink quickly, the red paper is ready. I went to the kitchen to cook porridge, and I don't know if Xiao Tao is here!" Aunt Dong glanced at him and took pleasure, serious matters!
"Come here! Come here! I'll help too!" Tao Shufen's hearty voice came from the door.
"No need to help, we are fine in the morning, we will have something to eat at noon, and their men will go to worship their ancestors in the afternoon, and we will prepare Chinese New Year's Eve!"
Uncle Dong groaned as he sighed, "If you want to say a calligraphy, it's better written by our master Lu. If he is here, the task will be left to him!"
"You're stupid! Call and ask the elderly to come to the third couplet, you can't write it!" Aunt Dong twisted into the kitchen, Tao Shufen covered her mouth and snickered and followed.
"Oh! This is good!" Uncle Dong quickly turned around and looked for the phone ...
"Juvenile! Work hard!" Shi Mo stopped breathing in the yard without gasping, and patted Dong Jian, who was panting.
"Sister! Are you perverted, okay? Who can catch up with you at that speed!" Dong Jian couldn't help voicing.
"Hey!" Shi Moqing sniffed lightly, a faint scent of ink, her eyes brightened, and quickly went in. Dong Jian saw her in and quickly followed.
Shi Moqing picked up the writing brush and pondered. Dong Jian glanced suspiciously at her and helped to sharpen the ink. She wrote the couplet?
Lightly tapped the ink, the pen tip quickly walked on the paper, black and red danced with dragons and phoenixes, Dong Jian forgot to grind the ink for a while, and the last time he wrote the pen, watching the dragons and phoenixes dance on two red papers, Shi Moqing called for a long time Breathe and drop the brush.
"Sister, is there anything else you wouldn't ..." Dong Jian said for a long time.
"A lot will not! I will do this!" Shi Moqing drew the corner of his mouth. The blessing of the spring water in this world, the former life himself, really did nothing, sports were not good, and his academic performance was average. The writing brush took the shot, originally thought it would be rusty to write again, but I did not expect it to be so smooth.
"Chunman is full of flowers and flowers, and Fulin Xiaoyuan is always in Four Seasons! Good! Good couplets! Good words too!" I do n’t know when the phone call has come to Uncle Dong, he laughed, "This word and your grandpa Someone! "
"Er, Uncle Dong is too exaggerated!" Shi Moqing blushed slightly, feeling a little embarrassed. Her efforts in previous lives have not been recognized, and now she is praised by Uncle Dong. She just feels more excited than getting a perfect score on the exam.
"Do you ask Dong Jian?" But Uncle Dong did not agree with Shi Moqing's humility. He suddenly frowned. "What does this horizontal batch write?"
"Just celebrate the Spring Festival!" Dong Jian spoofed.
"Yo! Rare! Suddenly this boy's head opens up!"
"That is, those who are close to Zhu are not red, and those who are close to Mo are black!" Dong Jian grinned. As a result, a slap was ushered in his head, and he could only hear Uncle Dong hating the iron and steel. "Shit! So! Can't help but brag! "
"That's what it is! Why are you hitting me!" Dong Jian took a slap and quickly jumped away.
Shi Moqing smiled, picked up the pen, quickly wrote the horizontal batch, and celebrated the Spring Festival!
In the morning, I posted couplets to the three houses and spent time sitting in the doorway. After lunch, the women were busy preparing for New Year's Eve, and the men sacrificed their ancestors.
Li Laosan arranged the hotel and rushed back. The ancestral tombs of the Li family and Tao family were in this city, while the Dong family was far away. In the next county, let alone Shi Moqing, an orphan.
While Li Sansan and the three men drove to worship their ancestors, Shi Moqing and sister Dong Aifen greeted each other, went to the city, bought a lot of gifts and divided a card, and went straight to the orphanage.
Poor in the past life, and afraid that the dean was worried about herself, she was basically reluctant to return and sent some money back every time.
This is the first time that I have returned to life, and when I walked to the door of the orphanage, I heard the noise of the children inside. She gently lifted the corner of her mouth and strode in.
"Sister Mo Qing is back!"
"Director! Sister Mo Qing is back!" The children shouted excitedly.
"Come! These things are eaten! Everyone is sharing the gifts!" Shi Moqing smiled and passed the big bag in her hand.
"Mo Qing! Really, bringing things back every time, it's not easy to make money by myself!" The dean ran out with a tear in his eyes.
"It's okay, a rare New Year!" Shi Moqing strode over.
After a long absence, the dean led her as he walked and talked about the situation in the yard.
"Here, the dean, you take it!" Shi Moqing took out the bank card he had prepared. "Dean, there are 500,000 here. You should get the orphanage down and don't let the children freeze in winter!"
"500,000! Where did you come from? Mo Qing, tell me, where did you come from?" The dean looked at her in surprise and asked worriedly.