Chapter 876: Jiang Yuanyuan goes home

She saw this thing when she was shopping with Meng Xiaonan after the winter vacation. She decided to buy the wooden castle with the money from her part-time job.
On the way there, she was worried that the owner had already sold the castle, but fortunately, the other party still remembered her and kept this gift to Jiang Yuanyuan for her.
"Today is too late. The delivery clerk is off work. Leave an address and I will ask someone to deliver it to you tomorrow." The owner smiled and said, "However, this is still the Spring Festival. I have stayed for you for so long. The price... is more expensive than before."
"How much?" An Chuxia asked quickly.
The shopkeeper stretched out four fingers: "Four thousand, the original price was three thousand and seven, but it’s increased by three hundred, and I will free you the freight."
Indeed, everything has to be raised during the Spring Festival.
Han Qilu remained silent, hearing the number four thousand, he immediately reached out to touch his wallet.
But An Chuxia took him one step faster and took out a stack of cash from his bag. A count of the currency detector, plus a salary of 1,500, is exactly 4,000.
Leaving the address and walking out of the store, she said in distress, "I originally wanted to leave 300 to eat out in the restaurant, but the price increased. But I don't want to cook today, Han Qilu, you can treat me to dinner!"
Han Qilu didn't answer, but looked at her suspiciously and asked, "Where did you come from that two thousand and five? You never touched the card my dad gave you."
"The cost of writing novels in the past few months, I am penniless now, do you want to use this thousand and five to treat guests?!" An Chuxia asked, pulling his sleeve.
Han Qilu nodded helplessly: "Well, you are really willing to buy it for my mother, but are you sure you won't buy me a gift? I have worked with you for so many days, and I have worked hard without credit."
"It's alright, let's eat! I'm almost hungry!"
She was really hungry, and as soon as her voice fell, her stomach screamed in cooperation.
Her face flushed quickly.
Han Qilu sighed amusedly, bent down and patted her belly, and said softly, "Be good, don't make any noise, I will fill you up immediately."
What he said made her face even redder, and her red face was wrapped in a white scarf, which was so cute.
Han Qilu straightened up, and then kissed her smooth forehead: "Let's go, teacher!"
During this period of time, An Chuxia helped him learn Chinese whenever he had time, and he listened a little bit, but most of the time she thought she was reciting the Buddha.
When I was a child, An Chuxia wore a big down jacket and followed Han Qilu to this top restaurant called "FLY"-the only revolving restaurant on the top of the mountain in China. They came up by cable car. The windows and ceiling of FLY are made of glass, so you can directly see the stars in the sky.
Of course, the consumption here is also quite scary.
The waiter politely walked forward, handed an iPad to Han Qilu, and respectfully said: "Welcome to Master Han, this time there are a few more dishes on the menu, you can try it."
This waiter knew Han Qilu, and it seemed that he was not here for the first time, so An Chuxia simply asked Han Qilu to help her order. After ordering the food, the waiter finally left. An Chuxia asked in a low voice, "Will the money be more than 1,500 for eating here?"
When Han Qilu was about to answer that fifteen thousand is not enough, An Chuxia said again: "If it exceeds fifteen thousand, don't eat here. Not only will you use up all your wages, you will have to pay back!"
Hearing, Han Qilu swallowed the words abruptly.
He smiled stiffly and said: "Don't worry, this is the Xiao family's property, and we will be discounted, not more than 1,500."
An Chuxia was relieved now. Looking around, the people eating here are all dressed up, but she and Han Qilu wear the simplest clothes. But everyone is talking about their own words and eating their own food, no one pays attention to them.
It was already past nine o'clock after dinner and returned home. Jiang Yuanyuan and the others will be back tomorrow morning. She can catch up with her winter homework these days.
After writing a few chapters of the novel, she fell asleep, and she could dream Jiang Yuanyuan's surprised expression when she received the wooden castle.
This feeling is like going back to the first time she and Meng Xiaonan went to work as a flyer, and then she bought a silver bracelet for her mother. Although it is not expensive, it only costs more than three hundred, but she will always remember her happy expression when she received the bracelet. Since then, her mother will wear the silver bracelet every day.
At night, there was no sound, and she cried and wetted the pillow again in the silent night.
The next day, she was awakened by the noise downstairs. The soundproofing of the door is very good, and the sound comes from outside the balcony.
An Chuxia struck a spirit, could it be that Jiang Yuanyuan and the others are back? She immediately ran out of bed, and went to the balcony to look at the balcony before she could buy her shoes. The cold touch of the balcony floor made her completely awake from sleep.
She looked down and saw that a lot of people were moving things. They were all moving some weird things. There was actually a big stone kangaroo!
Is this all Jiang Yuanyuan bought from Australia? This is also terrible!
"Little Chuxia!" Jiang Yuanyuan's voice came from under the balcony, and she looked forward with excitement: "Mommy is back! Do you miss Mommy?!"
"Don't be hypocritical!" Han Qilu's voice came from the balcony next door, his impatient expression was obviously awakened by the noise below.
"Little bastard, why are you talking to your mother?!" Jiang Yuanyuan started cursing with her hands on her hips.
An Chuxia snickered and entered the room, quickly changed clothes and washed, and went downstairs. Jiang Yuanyuan was standing at the top of the stairs waiting for her. When she saw her coming downstairs, she immediately rushed up and hugged her tightly, making her almost out of breath.
"Ah-Xiaochuxia, Mommy wants you to die! How are you doing this winter vacation?"
Jiang Yuan was full of excitement, and Han Qilu's faint voice came from the stairs: "If you don't let go, she will suffocate!"
Jiang Yuanyuan was startled, and quickly let go, scratching her head embarrassedly.
Housekeeper Han walked over at this time and asked respectfully: "Master, grandma, did you buy the wood carving? Someone sent the wood carving to the gate, saying that you two bought it."
"I bought it!" An Chuxia nodded quickly.
"Okay, then I will let them send in the woodcarvings." After a few days, butler Han seemed more energetic, and quickly walked out of the hall.
Jiang Yuanyuan asked suspiciously: "Woodcarving? What kind of woodcarving? What do you do with that? Mommy bought a lot of stone carvings. Look at that big mouse... Uh, no, it's a kangaroo."
"Are you sure you want to give gifts to someone with such a low IQ?" Han Qilu said warmly.
Jiang Yuanyuan never noticed that Han Qilu said that she had a low IQ, only that An Chuxia wanted to give her a gift!
With gleaming eyes, she took An Chuxia's hand and asked excitedly: "Is that wood carving a gift you bought for Mom?"
An Chuxia smiled embarrassedly, and replied: "Yes, that wood carving has been soaked in refreshing drugs. Put it in your studio, so you can refresh your mind, so that you can have more code-word spirit."
"My grandmother, where are the things moved here?" Housekeeper Han directed the people, stepping forward and asking.
"Let's put it here first, let me see what it looks like." Jiang Yuan was looking forward to it with a full face. You know, Han Qilu has grown so large, but he has never bought a gift for her, but An Chuxia bought a gift for her!
The person in charge of the delivery put the things and left. Butler Han asked someone to unpack the package, and the wooden castle with a light fragrance suddenly appeared in everyone's eyes. Jiang Yuanyuan's eyes lit up, and she walked forward a few steps, and couldn't help but reach out and touch: "This is so delicate..."
"She bought this with the salary of working in a milk tea shop, Ms. Jiang, I didn't expect you to have a higher status in her mind than mine." Han Qilu said sourly.
"Really? Did you go to work?" Jiang Yuanyuan took her hand with a distressed eye, looked up and down, and said lovingly: "Silly boy, mommy is so happy that you have this heart. Why do you still go to work? Look at your hands, they are a lot rougher, but the hands are the second face of a woman! You must promise Mommy that you are not allowed to do anything like that anymore."
An Chuxia hesitated for a while, and did not nod for a long time.
She is not a delicate person. She has only worked for ten days, and she does not feel tired at all. But let her stop working from now on, is she going to always rely on the Han family?
She didn't want this.
"Madam, please don't embarrass young grandma. She is a filial piety. Where should I put this castle?" Housekeeper Han persuaded.
Jiang Yuanyuan didn't continue the previous topic, and went into her studio to make room for the castle.
"Why didn't you agree?" Han Qilu asked when he walked over and looked at her with a frown.
After being silent for a while, An Chuxia replied: "What I promised will be done. I was afraid that I could not do it, so I didn't promise."
Han Qilu took a deep look at her and walked away.
Han Liuhai had never seen a figure, and only when he asked, he knew that he had gone to Han when he got off the plane. After taking a vacation for so long, the group has already piled up a lot of things waiting for him to deal with it. It is estimated that he will have to sleep in the company tonight.
That night.
"Unexpectedly, your position in her mind is even higher than mine."
Han Qilu's sour words kept echoing in her ears. She turned over and closed her eyes. She counted to more than three hundred sheep, her mind still sober.
She has insomnia.
"Pop!" The bedside lamp turned on.
She sat up, got out of bed and walked to the closet. She opened the closet, and there was a black scarf lying quietly in it. This is the most successful scarf she has knitted. She knitted this scarf for Han Qilu from the beginning.
I just haven't been embarrassed to give him.
It's nine o'clock now, and I don't know if Han Qilu is asleep, or whether the sour words he said are really upset or pretending.
After hesitating, she finally took out the scarf from the closet and walked out of the room.