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What he said made sense but Cheng Huan was still mad for him. “But you still got the short end of the stick.”
“No, not really. I got my money back.”
“Really?” Cheng Huan didn’t really buy it. At this moment in time, Jiang MingYuan was like a little cabbage in her mind.
“Really.” The man repeated himself.
Not only did he get his money back, the man did flare very well either.
Cheng Huan felt better after she had heard that. The two chatting softly the entire way and started preparing dinner when they have arrived home.
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After visiting Big Grandpa, there were his children. After Cheng Huan and Jiang MingYuan had finished making their round, it was already close to lunch time.
Jiang MingYuan had already made plans with Fourth Cousin the day before to have lunch over at his place.
His cousin and his wife were easy to get along with and would not make one uncomfortable. Cheng Huan had a decent lunch not having to worry about all the inquisitive looks.
After lunch, all those who wanted to play mahjong showed up again.
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After finishing tangyuan, Cheng Huan went to do dishes. After they had changed and loaded up the New Year gifts into the trunk of the car, they woke XingXing up and went over to say their New Year’s greetings.
Jiang MingYuan had quite a bit of elders in town. Jiang MingYuan had severed his ties with a few of his uncles due to earlier issues and the remaining ones where not too close so they did not need to visit them. The only ones that they needed to visit was big grandpa and a few of his kids.
When they went over there, Dongdong, the parrot was still situated in the hallway. It recognized XingXing this time and said to him when he said him, “Hi there, little handsome boy. You came again.”
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“I haven’t made anything yet,” said Cheng Huan quickly.
She didn’t sleep well last night and didn’t get up much earlier than the other two. She has yet to go into the kitchen.
“I know,” said Jiang MingYuan as he laced her fingers with his. “It is customary here to not let the women do any household chores on the first day of New Year.”
After he had brought her into the dining room, he settled her down in front of the dinner table and smiled, “So I will be cooking.”
Cheng Huan was a little worried, “Do you know how?”