Chapter 271 I really want to beat this little bastard to death

Author: The old sheep loves to eat fish

Chapter 271 I really want to beat this little bastard to death

Jiang Hanyan simply measured the auspicious days for the two of them, and quickly calculated the good days. "The 18th day of the twelfth lunar month is the best day. This day, the couple will definitely be in love with each other, and the family will be peaceful."

Zhou's mother couldn't even close her mouth and said hurriedly: "That's the day, the time is a little rushed, but it's time. I personally handle it. I must do it in my hometown. I have to do it in my hometown. My relatives and friends from all over the countryside want it.

Take it and drink. You will hold another party here in Shanghai. Invite your friends to come and drink. The dowry must not be missing. I will go back and discuss with your sister."

The old lady who had a little sick before was now like a chicken blood injection, was full of energy and was about to go home to hold a wedding with her eldest daughter. Zhou Yi was so amused that she was amused and advised: "You old man, don't join in the fun,

I'll do this."

"What can you do well? I have to watch it myself. OK, that's it."

Zhou's mother acted decisively and said the truth, but she didn't neglect because Guan Yao was married for the second time. She said she must be grand and there were many procedures that should be taken. She also asked Guan Yao to make an appointment with her family. She wanted to visit her in person and agreed

Marriage details.

The old lady's attitude made Guan Yao feel very warm. She originally thought that the wedding would be simpler. After all, she was a second marriage and was not young anymore. She was embarrassed to do it too grandly.

But Zhou Yi and his son's attitude made her very happy. No matter how old a woman is, she hopes for a grand wedding, and Guan Yao is the same.

When he came, Zhou's mother was sick and left, and was at least twenty years younger. Jiang Hanyan sent them to the door and joked: "Don't forget the invitation."

"I must not forget it." Zhou Yi smiled and was really surprised today. Treating his mother became marrying him.

Guan Yao looked at him with anger. Now she suspected that Zhou Yi and his son had colluded with Jiang Hanyan, but she was also very happy. The window paper was finally torn and everything happened naturally.

A few days later, Jiang Hanyan received a call from Guan Yao and asked her if she was interested in the auction.

"It is a charity auction held by the Red Apple Fund. It is held once a year. The auction items are quite rich. If Miss Jiang is interested, I will have an invitation here." Guan Yao asked with a smile.

Jiang Hanyan became interested when she heard about the auction. She had heard of the Red Apple Fund. It seemed that it was a charity organization created by some wealthy wives in Shanghai to help vulnerable groups. Although it was a bit controversial, it did do some good things.

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Moreover, the charity auctions held by the Red Apple Fund are very high-end, no less than professional auction houses. Every year, one or two auction items with great collection value appear. Unlike some charity auctions, they all have gimmicks.

"Okay, I'm going to see you. Can I take my family?" Jiang Hanyan asked.

"Of course, I'll send you an invitation to you." Guan Yao said with a smile.

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Jiang Hanyan was not polite either. He exchanged a few greetings with Guan Yao, and then hung up the phone.

The reason Guan Yao has auction invitations is because the auction invited her company's stars to perform on stage, and the Red Apple Fund and Tang Chao Company also have cooperative relationships, so it is easy to get a few invitations.

The next night, Guan Yao sent someone to send two invitations, Jiang Hanyan and Lu Chen went with him, and Doudou was playing at home. He was not interested in such occasions and would rather watch TV with Jin Shanshan at home.

The auction was held three days later. In the most luxurious hotel in Shanghai, Jiang Hanyan received the invitation and went back to participate on time with Lu Chen. If there were any auction items that suited their wishes, they would be auctioned, and if there was no one, they would be fine.

She definitely won't donate money. It's better to do good deeds to such charitable organizations. Many charitable organizations that are charitable in public welfare are actually tricky. In the past life, Jiang Hanyan knew that a charitable organization with a particularly famous reputation was donating money to poor patients.

On the platform, many kind people donated money on the platform, and Jiang Hanyan himself also donated it.

As a result, it was revealed that the company was a profit-making institution, and within a few years the boss was on the Forbes Rich List and earned N million. Where did this money come from?

After hearing this report, Jiang Hanyan was so angry that she couldn't even eat rice. When she donated money, she was so poor that she could only eat instant noodles. But when she saw the poor person in the help message, she still donated twenty yuan. This is her

Three days of food expenses.

The result is that she is a wedding dress for others and the boss is a rich man. She still eats instant noodles with bitterness, which is so angry!

From then on, Jiang Hanyan no longer believed in any charity organization, no longer donated a penny, and did his own good deeds if he wanted to do good deeds, and gave money and things to those who really needed help, better than giving them so-called platforms.

Do you know if money is really spent on disadvantaged groups.

There were two days before the auction, and the temperature dropped sharply overnight. The next day was a weekend. I heard the rustling sound on the roof in the morning. Snow sand was falling outside, like pearls, and it instantly melted when I was held in my hand.

Jiang Hanyan was still staying in bed, and he heard Doudou's excited screams in a daze. The little guy ran over excitedly and told her that his little hands were cold red, just like carrots.

"Aunt Jiang, it's snowing."

Doudou stretched out her hand, wanting Jiang Hanyan to see the snow sand in his palm. It was almost melting, and the palm was filled with water and steaming. It made Jiang Hanyan's whole body cold, and she was not interested in these at all.

She would not think of any artistic conception or elegance when it snowed, but she felt cold.

"When I get old, I ask you Uncle Lu to build a snowman to play."

Jiang Hanyan took a perfunctory look and then got into the quilt and wrapped it tightly. She was surprised. The doors and windows in the room were obviously closed, but why was the wind blowing on the shoulders?

"Aunt Jiang, please go out and see it. It's getting heavy."

After a while, Doudou ran in again. He was so happy that he especially wanted to share the happiness with his dear Aunt Jiang.

But Jiang Hanyan really didn't want this kind of happiness. She now understood that the cold wind was brought in by this little guy. She finally covered a little heat in the room. The little guy went in and out, and it was all dispersed, and she brought it in.

A cold wind.

"If I don't look, I'm going to sleep."

Jiang Hanyan covered her head with a quilt. She would never get up unless there was gold in the sky.

"Aunt Jiang, the snow is like a goose feather."

Doudou ran in for the third time, screaming with her little mouth and her hands were dripping. Because he had received a lot of snow, he wanted to show her to her dear Aunt Jiang, but before she could even run into the house, the snow melted.

"Ah... it's melted, Aunt Jiang quickly go out and see it, it's snowing heavily!"

Doudou wiped her hands dry on her body, reached into the quilt to pull Jiang Hanyan, hoping that she would get up quickly to watch the heavy snow.

Jiang Hanyan was not asleep. She just wanted to stay in the bed for a while. Her cold little hands touched her face, making her soul soar to heaven. This was so utterly a hellish torture.

I really want to beat this little bastard to death!

"Lu Chen, where are you dead? Hurry up and take this little boy out!"

Jiang Hanyan was going crazy. The heat she had finally accumulated was completely frozen by this bastard.

Lu Chen, who had just returned from buying breakfast, heard the resentment scream at the door, shook his head helplessly, walked into the room and lifted Doudou out who was overly excited. He heard the phone ringing again, and put down the breakfast and went to answer the phone.

"Hey, is it Miss Jiang? I am Song Jinshu, the one who sells jars in the antique market."

The man's tone was cautious and a sense of embarrassment. Lu Chen remembered that the pot of blue and white porcelain in the Yuan Dynasty, Jiang Hanyan said that it could be sold for 800 million yuan.

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