My wife is in my arms

Chapter 377: New Year's Eve
The sky lights up slightly.

Jiang Yiren was awakened by a burst of firecrackers. She reached out and took away Zhang Yi's hands that had been pressing on her two sons all night, then quietly lifted the quilt and got up from the bed.

The new year has arrived.

The lights in the living room of the villa were not turned off last night. After getting up, Jiang Yiren first turned off the lights in the living room on the second floor, and then walked into her husband's room.

What caught her eyes was Xiao Zishan resting her head on her husband's arm like a baby, her tender little face pressed against her father's chest, and her long eyelashes trembled slightly, probably because they were woken by the noise of her pushing the door.

Jiang Yiren, who was wearing pajamas, smiled.

As long as her daughter doesn't go against her mother, she is quite likable.

Walking to the bed, Jiang Yiren didn't care about the father and daughter who were still sleeping, and directly picked up the big cake that was placed on the bedside last night. She first pinched a piece and stuffed it into her husband's mouth, and then pinched another piece and stuffed it into Xiao Zishan's mouth.

"After eating Bu Bu Deng Gao, go downstairs and set off the firecrackers."

Jiang Yiren saw her husband open his eyes and smiled and reminded him.

"you go"

Zhang You finished eating the cake and was about to turn around and go back to sleep when Jiang Yiren lifted the quilt and slapped him on the butt, saying, "It's men who should set off firecrackers. Go ahead and set them off. I'm going to cook the gold ingots now."

Zhang You sat up from the bed helplessly, took the clothes handed to him by Jiang Yiren and put them on. Zhang You went downstairs, picked up a string of firecrackers and set them off in the yard.

At this moment, the early morning air is filled with the smell of sulfur. Such a smell will take at least several days to dissipate, but sulfur has a disinfecting effect, and this tradition has been passed down for thousands of years.

Two or three years before Zhang You's sudden death, some people blamed the epidemic on the ban on fireworks. As to whether this was the real reason, Zhang You had no way of knowing, but since it was something passed down from our ancestors, it must have a basis.

No matter how the times develop or how advanced the technology becomes, the wisdom of our ancestors cannot be denied. After setting off the firecrackers, Zhang You returned upstairs and saw that the beautiful Zhang had also gotten up.

The woman's tight-fitting velvet pajamas highlighted her perfect figure, especially her hips... Zhang You greeted the yawning beautiful Zhang Da, and when he returned to the room to call Xiao Zishan, he subconsciously turned around to take another look.

Then on this New Year's morning, I was stunned again.

According to modern people's definition, Zhang Yi has a typical butterfly back and peach buttocks. The proportion of her curves is not too perfect, but relatively plump.

Zhang You silently withdrew his gaze. He knew that this was because he didn't let him touch Jiang Yiren after she became pregnant. He had an impulse that he had never had before.

When Zhang You's eyes fell on her, Zhang Yi noticed it immediately. She turned around suddenly and saw Zhang You smiling at her, then turned around and went back to the room.

"Dead look"

Zhang Yi cursed with a barely perceptible laugh.

soon.

After changing into some laundry clothes, Xiao Zishan was taken out by Zhang You.

The originally dimly lit sky gradually disappeared after the rising sun appeared on the horizon, and the thin mist above the city gradually disappeared. A family of three plus a beautiful girl named Zhang ate Yuanbao in the restaurant on the first floor, but at the end they left two in each person's bowl.

I don’t have to visit relatives or work today. It is the most pleasant day at the arrival of the New Year. However, it is a bit boring, mainly because there are too few people.

"Mr. Zhang, Xiao Zishan"

After breakfast, Jiang Yiren went back to her room to change her clothes and came out to call out. Zhang You and Xiao Zishan, who were sitting in the living room watching the replay of last night's Spring Festival Gala, immediately turned their heads and saw Jiang Yiren handing over two red envelopes with a smile on her face, saying "Happy New Year".

"giggle"

Xiao Zishan happily took it and ran to his room without waiting for Zhang You to react.

"Zhang Zishan, there's no need to be so wary of your dad."

Zhang You said something and took it with a smile. After feeling that the red envelope was very thin, Zhang You tentatively asked, "Are you playing the same trick as Miss Zhang, the 100 yuan red envelope?"

"open to take a look"

Jiang Yiren gestured. Before Zhang You could make a move, the beautiful Zhang took the initiative and snatched it open. After seeing that it was a check for 100,000 yuan, Zhang Yi exclaimed, "You are the only one who can pamper your husband and give him so much."

Zhang You reached out to take the check and looked around.

After confirming that it was indeed a check for 100,000 yuan, Zhang You instantly became happy.

"Mr. Zhang, where's mine!?"

Jiang Yiren smiled and spread out her hands.

"And I"

Zhang Yi quickly reached out his hand to Zhang You and began to ask for a red envelope.

"..."

Zhang You was startled, then stood up and said, "Wait a minute." As he walked towards the study, Zhang You said, "I don't have any money, but I have other things. I guarantee you will like them."

Zhang Yi and Jiang Yiren immediately realized what Zhang You was planning to give them as a New Year's gift.

really.

When they walked into the study, they saw Zhang You sitting on a chair, lowering his head and starting to write. Jiang Yiren hurriedly stood behind him.

After seeing the title of the song, Jiang Yiren was slightly stunned.

Unlike his previous straightforward song titles, this time her husband chose the name of a plant that was given several poems by ancient poets as the song title.

""red beans""

Jiang Yiren continued reading.

"I haven't fully felt it yet. When the snowflakes bloom, we tremble together and we will understand more about what tenderness is..."

Jiang Yiren had discovered in the past that her husband seemed to write lyrics without even thinking, and today was even more so. He wrote at a very fast speed, and in the blink of an eye, he had finished the lyrics for the song called "Red Bean".

“This is your New Year’s gift.”

Zhang You handed the lyrics to Jiang Yiren and said, "Remember to call me when you record. When this song is released, you will be the undisputed queen of singing."

Jiang Yiren seemed not to hear what her husband said. She took the lyrics and read them carefully.

The more I look.

The more shocked Jiang Yiren's expression became, the more the lyrics expressed the desire and longing for love. For example, the opening sentence captured the subtle feelings in love. In particular, red beans, as a symbol of lovesickness in traditional culture, were also cleverly integrated into the lyrics.

Zhang Yi's eyes flickered a few times.

This time she finally understood why Jiang Yiren was wary of her like a thief. Judging from the speed at which she wrote lyrics and the quality of the lyrics, no female singer would be able to resist.

Whether from the perspective of fame or other perspectives, she will definitely try her best to keep such a man in her hands.

Moreover, from the lyrics, Zhang Yi can already tell that this is a song that is both easy to sing and nice to listen to, and its quality is not inferior to "When Love Is Past".

this moment.

Zhang Yi no longer simply envied her best friend, but felt a little jealous.

Now that I'm pregnant with two children at once, my husband can just write a song and it will turn out to be a high-quality song.

Obviously.

This guy has the potential to become the godfather of the music industry.

(End of this chapter)