Jia Yingchun's words calmed down the room, and the smiles on everyone's faces were also restrained.

Is it bitter or not?

How can it not be bitter?

After Jia Huan went to the village, they asked the nanny.

The old maid in the mansion also remembers the situation in the south of the city. She recalls that among the more than a dozen villages in the Rongguo Mansion, only the worst in the south of the city were.

When it rains and snows, the mud in the village is covered with mud, and one step will lead to a mud pit.

Moreover, the livestock in the village ran around and were stinking manure everywhere.

There is not even a toilet in the village, so I can only solve it in the chicken and duck pen...

After hearing the nanny's words, everyone didn't eat the sweet and disgusting for a few days.

It is conceivable how hard Jia Huan's life was.

Look at how dark he was. Although he didn't ask him, he thought about it and thought that it was probably smoked by cow dung...

Alas, a miserable child!

Everyone decided that when Jia Huan came tomorrow, they would give him more good supplements.

...

"Daqin Shenjing TV Station!"

"Daqin Shenjing TV Station!"

"Dear viewers, today is New Year's Eve. At this moment, we are broadcasting the 14th Spring Festival Gala for everyone in the lobby of the handsome and handsome village. Let us bid farewell to the old and welcome the new and spend the night together!"

"On this family reunion and a happy New Year's Eve, we will listen to the ringing of the Year of the Dragon Bell together!"

"In this beautiful moment when the world is renewed and revived, we will usher in another spring together!"

"When the annual Chinese New Year is approaching, I wish you a happy new year!"

At this moment, Jia Huan was possessed by "Zhu Jun", standing affectionately in the middle of the living room, becoming the host of the Spring Festival Gala for the audience who had already laughed.

Although Aunt Zhao and others couldn't understand what the "TV station" was, they were already overjoyed by just looking at Jia Huan's serious expression on his black face and his expression twitching between his eyebrows and eyes.

"Next, please invite Xiao Jixiang to sing the opening song of this evening for us, welcome everyone!"

Jia Huan said loudly, then applauded vigorously.

Aunt Zhao was stunned when she heard this, then looked at Xiao Jixiang, who suddenly became a little shy and nervous, and said, "Can you still sing songs?"

Jia Huan came over, pulled Xiao Jixiang up from the chair, pushed it forward and back, and said to Aunt Zhao: "Mom, not only Xiao Jixiang can sing, but Xiao Que and Bai He both want to sing! Don't worry, what we kept tonight is a hundred times more interesting and lively than the mansion!"

After saying that, he threatened Xiao Jixiang who stood there and was embarrassed and dared not step forward, "Xiao Jixiang, if you don't go up again, I will let Xiao He sing the first song!"

As soon as this statement was made, Xiao Jixiang grimaced at Jia Huan, then looked at Bai He in a demonstration, walked to the center of the venue, and reported to himself: "Auntie, Third Master, Sister Xiao Que, etc... Happy New Year everyone! The little song Xiao Jixiang sang for everyone is called "Congratulations"!"

Jia Huan sat next to Aunt Zhao, holding Aunt Zhao's hand in his little hand and clapped his palms together. He shouted "Okay". Aunt Zhao, who was startled, slapped her in the face...

This is the first time in Aunt Zhao's life to celebrate the New Year outside the Jia Mansion. No matter what, she still felt a little lonely, unbearable and sad.

But at this moment, he was completely attracted by the names that Jia Huan made.

Can Xiao Jixiang sing small songs?

"The first thing I said to meet in every street and alley, and in everyone's mouth, was congratulations.

Congratulations! Congratulations! Congratulations!”

The little Jixiang's crispy, sweet and sweet girl's childish voice sings this song full of innocence and the beauty of the New Year.

"Winter is over, it's great news. The warm spring breeze is about to wake up the earth.

Congratulations, congratulations, congratulations!

…”

After singing the song, Jia Huan started, everyone would applaud themselves with satisfaction.

Xiao Jixiang's excited face turned red like an apple, making people want to take a bite.

She ran to Aunt Zhao with a smile, with a peach blossom face on her face and said, "Auntie, am I singing well? Is that okay?"

Aunt Zhao no longer scolds people now, except for Jia Huan...

She held Xiao Jixiang's hand and smiled and said, "Xiao Jixiang sang so well. Who taught you?"

Jia Huan smirked, "Mom, you can't say much at this time, you have to say loudly, reward! By the way, mom, you won't have a red envelope, right? Then I have to say you're stingy..."

"I'm going to remind you if you're so embarrassed?"

After scolding Jia Huan, Aunt Zhao grabbed a large handful of red envelopes from her sleeve, took out three or four of them from it and put them in Xiao Jixiang's hand, and said, "Take it, it's time to collect it. Aren't you quietly talking about saving the dowry? Don't give it to Brother Huan anymore, are you stupid?"

Xiao Jixiang smiled even sweeter. He knelt down and kowtowed to Aunt Zhao, then got up and took the red envelope, and opened it silly on the spot. He saw a brand new two-two-two-sized small silver turtle inside, and his eyes were even curved into crescent moons!

When Aunt Zhao saw her happy, she was also happy and cursed: "Look at your stupid look like you are so stupid. Okay, let's sit next to your third master."

Xiao Jixiang responded sweetly, then happily leaned against Jia Huan and continued to remove a red envelope...

On the side, Bai He and Xiaoque were giving the second chance to go to the stage.

Impatient, Jia Huan grabbed a peanut and a melon seed from the table, hid it behind it, and then said to the two of them: "Choose the second one of the peanuts, which is also called immortal fruit, which is a good omen. Melon seeds are called poverty, and the omen is not very good."

As a result, Bai He chose the second one, which made Aunt Zhao feel that Jia Huan was making trouble...

From the heart, Aunt Zhao is actually more inclined to Xiaoque. First, her clothes are not as good as newcomers, and second, Aunt Zhao thinks that Bai He is too charming and will take Jia Huan away from her hands. To put it bluntly, it is still the fundamental contradiction between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law...

Since Bai He was selected, he stopped shy and went on stage with his lips pursed, and said generously: "Auntie, Third Master, Xiaoque and Xiao Jixiang, Happy New Year, everyone..."

Jia Huan glanced at the corner of Xiao Jixiang's curling lips and whispered: "Look at me, how generous!"

Xiao Jixiang hit Jia Huan with his head in response and leaned tighter with the flow.

"The little song I sing for everyone was taught by the third master, called "Invisible Wings".

"Every time I am strong in loneliness, and every time I am very hurt, I will not shed tears.

I know I have always had pairs of invisible wings that took me through despair.

If I don’t think about their beautiful sun, I will see that the sunset will change every day.

I know I have always had double invisible wings,

Take me flying and give me hope!

I finally saw that all my dreams bloomed, and the young singing she pursued was so loud.

I finally soared, staring at me with my heart without fear,

Fly as far as the wind can be there!”

Bai He's voice is very nice, soft and with unyielding clarity.

In addition, her life experience can understand the artistic conception of the lyrics, so even her singing voice is fascinated by Xiao Jixiang, her life-and-death enemy.

After the song was over, everyone looked at Bai He with a different look.

Jia Huan took the lead in applauding, and everyone was not stingy with the applause.

Aunt Zhao also gave Bai He a few red envelopes, then turned to look at Jia Huan, looked up and down a few times, and said, "Brother Huan, where did you get these little songs? It sounds very nice, but it is not much the same as before."

Jia Huan was happy and shook his head and said, "Mom, I fell ill last time. In addition to being rescued by my grandfather and meeting the craftsman Lu Ban, I also met a person who specialized in singing small songs. My son asked her for some songs. This good thing cannot be hidden by himself. So, my son took it out and legore with his mother!"

He gave Jia Huan a angrily glance, and Aunt Zhao cursed: "Just just take your mother's shame!"

Jia Huan laughed and was not annoyed, and said to Xiaoque: "Xiaoque, it's your turn. Go quickly. If you sing well, maybe my mother will also receive rewards. If you can't sing well, I will be fined for the third master!"

Then Jia Huan was ruthlessly suppressed by Aunt Zhao.

Xiaoque didn't feel embarrassed, and walked straight to the middle of the living room and asked, "Auntie, Third Master, Bai He and Xiao Jixiang, Happy New Year, everyone. The song I sang to you is... "Xiaofang".

"There is a daughter named Xiaofang in the village..."

"puff!"

Aunt Zhao sprayed out a mouthful of tea, and Jia Huan also laughed so hard that he leaned back and forth. Even though he had laughed countless times, he was still overjoyed.

Xiao Jixiang also giggled, but Bai He just chuckled.

Xiaoque's psychological quality is really extraordinary, and he can continue singing in this situation...

“On the night before returning to the city, you and I came to the river.

Tears that have never shed before flow along the river.

Thank you for giving me love, I will never forget it in this life.

Thank you for giving me the tenderness to accompany me through that era.

…”

Hearing this, Aunt Zhao suddenly stopped laughing. She turned her head and looked at Jia Huan and said, "Brother Huan, give this little song to your mother. When your father comes, I will sing it to your father!"

Jia Huan: "..."

In fact, this song was sung by Jia Huan for a prank, and it also changed the village and the girl to make it more popular.
To be continued...