Few parents are willing to honestly admit that they are sick, and the Sang parents are no exception. Maybe the second elder was really not sick. Seeing her dubious expression, Sang's father simply went back to the room to take out the physical examination results for her to see.
After Sang Yue became famous, physical examinations were required every six months. Sometimes he happened to be at home on vacation and would accompany his parents for examinations.
So, she can understand her parents’ inspection reports.
As expected, it was as normal as ever, Sang Yue was slightly relieved. But my parents are not young anymore, and they have more or less senile diseases that are unknown to outsiders. And her potions are either to remove impurities from the body or enhance mental strength.
To be honest, it doesn’t have much effect on the two elders.
After drinking a bottle like she did, the second elder's physique would probably be unable to withstand the effects of the medicine, which would be self-defeating and cause great harm. Unless the potion she refined can change the physique of the elderly and restore it to the level of young and middle-aged people.
This is too difficult for her who has just started.
Listening to the nagging of her parents in the video, Sang Yue, who looked calm, scratched her hair from time to time. I wanted to live the rest of my life in peace and quiet, but my heart wanted too much, and I was destined to live in peace.
When her parents finished talking, Sang’s mother pretended to be casual and called her second daughter, Sang Yin, over to talk to her.
"I'm not free. The artists under my command have made some trouble and are communicating with each other. You guys can talk." The second sister's voice came from outside the video range.
This is of course an excuse. In the past, she would come over to show her face and wave her hand when she had no time. If her brother-in-law is present, she will come over to chat with her, and call her aunts and nephews to say hello to her.
Today is different from the past. There is no motivation to even install it.
It just so happens that a quarrel is a quarrel. Sang Yue understands her parents' desire to be peacemakers. The other party didn't want to cooperate, so she didn't force him. He calmly told his parents that he had to say hello to other friends and would not talk any more.
The second daughter and second son-in-law were clearly still angry, and the younger daughter refused to give in. The son and his wife showed their busy postures, making it clear that they did not want to get involved.
The Sang family's parents were helpless and completely at their wits end.
Fortunately, I saw that Lan Qiuchen was also there in my daughter's video. It would be nice to have someone with her. So she was told to pay attention to adding clothes, and if someone called the door at night, remember to ask clearly before opening it. She would be nagging for about a minute before she would hang up.
After hanging up the video, Sang Yue held her phone and thought seriously, and found that she actually had friends.
Of course one was Lan Qiuchen, who decisively sent her a red envelope of 1688.
This is a red envelope sent to my friend Le Yile. The employee red envelope is 5,000.
She doesn’t know whether it’s too much or too little. Anyway, it’s right to keep the distinction between public and private matters. This kind of thing used to be handled by the second sister at the studio. Her task was to practice singing and dancing and attend training classes, and had very little contact with the rest of the team.
She had no idea how big the red envelopes were given out during holidays. She only knew that the second sister gave her five thousand, saying it was her pocket money.
He also said that she was young and was afraid of developing the bad habit of spending too much money. She used to be a householder and didn't know how expensive food, rice, oil and salt were. Now she is unemployed, and the little savings in her pocket are her pension for the rest of her life. It hurts to pay for an extra penny.
Lan Qiuchen is still talking on the phone. Just now she was chatting with her family, now she is chatting with her classmates, and she is discussing the class reunion during the Chinese New Year.
Sang Yue did not disturb her, looked at another person in the friend list and hesitated for a moment, then raised her hand and sent him a red envelope worth 1666.6.
With his current status, instead of rising all the way, it is better to wish him to stay strong and strong to suit the situation.
The message she sent out was like pouring water, and she never considered whether it was appropriate or not. Anyway, as long as your mind is in place, don't think too much. If the other party is dissatisfied or resentful, either make it clear or be patient.
As a human being, just be happy and relaxed. You don’t have to worry about yourself all day long.
Her own health is the top priority in everything, and she has no control over what others think. Just as I was about to put down my phone, it suddenly rang. Sang Yue's eyebrows skipped a beat, and she had a hunch that it was him who had replied to the message. I turned on my phone and saw that it was indeed a reply from Feng Yeheng.
First I accepted her red envelope, sent a lively expression of joy, and then replied with a red envelope of 4466. Yeah, I made a profit! Sang Yue's eyes lit up and she accepted the red envelope happily, with the same expression of a money-lover.
Almost at the same time, the other party added:
"Happy holidays, record the show and chat back."
Sang Yue understood, and directly responded to him with a "Come on!!" expression, Add the sentence "No need to reply" to conclude. It doesn't matter where the other party records the show. Even if he were on stage, she wouldn't be interested.
Others love what they do, but she is just the opposite. She hates whatever she does and doesn’t want to take another look at it.
“Wow, so many?!” Lan Qiuchen in the other compartment finally finished talking on the phone. When she hung up the phone, her eyes lit up with surprise, “Thank you, boss!!”
"Is it a lot?" Sang Yue humbly asked for advice, "I don't understand the local human relations, please tell me."
"Here, the maximum red envelope for those under 10 years old is 10 yuan; for those under 15 years old, the maximum is 10 yuan; 20 yuan; 50 yuan for someone in their 20s..." Knowing that her idol used to be aloof from the world, Lan Qiuchen kindly explained to her, "For someone from a family like mine, I only had 100 yuan on New Year's Eve in previous years..."
< br>My parents gave me 200 on the first day of the Lunar New Year. 500 is the upper limit, which is rare in a century.
“But this year my parents gave me two thousand, and asked me to buy you some delicious food.” Lan Qiuchen couldn’t hide her ecstasy, “But how could they know that there is nothing out there? Your food is delicious? So, these two thousand are mine!”
However, happiness can easily lead to sadness.
"That means I gave too much," very good! Sang Yue didn't mind that she was monopolizing Sang's parents' money, and showed a teachable expression, "Next time I'll give you '666'."
"No!" I didn't expect retribution to come like this. Hurry, Lan Qiuchen protested unwillingly, "This number does not match your position!"
"I quit the circle, and the position is like a mountain falling apart." Sang Yue has already fallen through the center of the earth, Sang Yue is ruthless road.
It’s great that her pension has saved another expense.
"You have lost your career, but your identity as a human race is still in the atmosphere!" Lan Qiuchen responded quickly, "Are you a dignified monk who only gives '666'?"
"Then wait until I'm promoted to a monk. Now I'm just a fire girl. I can't even touch the monk's door." He moved the stack of martial arts secrets to the table and said:
“Stop shopping, hurry up and see which ones are suitable for practice.”
“This is a martial arts secret, not a secret to cultivating immortals. How is it possible? Can you find it? Don't change the topic, you are not a local, you don't have to follow local customs..."
Her voice was heard in the living room, and the program's laughter and thunderous applause could be heard from the TV.
The local climate has always been stable, with four distinct seasons, and snow may not necessarily fall in winter.
No rain this year. I don’t know what the situation will be like next year.
On New Year's Eve, everything in the huge Lanxi Village was pitch black. The mountains and forests are quiet and silent. It is poetic and picturesque during the day, but at night it seems eerie and terrifying.
But there is a house, two people are company, brewing a cup of ginger-date milk tea and savoring the moment.
There are lights like the moon, shining in the darkness, effectively isolating the biting cold outside.