"By the way, when are your young couple going back to Jiang | Nuwa's home? Is his parents' home in City A?" Mother Song suddenly asked with concern.

Wen Xin and Jiangbei Han got married. According to the special customs of City A, the newlyweds had to spend at the woman's house on New Year's Eve in the first year of marriage, and after the Spring Festival, the couple had to return to the man's house.

This question from the mother of the mother, Song Wenxin was asked ...

When will I return to Jiangbeihan's house?

He never seemed to mention it ... and the point is, she didn't even know which city his home was in, and he hadn't told her.

Although she has been married for several months, she knows nothing about his family ...

"Look again ..." she shied away.

"Well, you young couple will take care of this."

Ending the call with Song's mother, Song Wenxin put down his cell phone and couldn't help but wonder.

Then he turned out of the bedroom and walked towards his little studio.

The suit she started making for Jiangbeihan a few days ago is now almost complete.

I can just give a new year gift to Jiangbei Han ...

Song Wenxin secretly sewed a heart-shaped mark on the neckline on the opposite side of his suit, which was a small mark left by her Song Wenxin.

She found a box, packed it, and put it in the bedroom cabinet.

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When everything was done, Song Wenxin slowly went downstairs, but when he looked left and right, he didn't see the figure of Jiang Beihan. I didn't know where he went.

Ogawa was not there, the villa seemed extraordinarily quiet, not even feeling the atmosphere of the festival.

Song Wenxin stepped out of the villa and glanced at the bare walls on both sides of the villa door, puzzled.

At this time, her family is already very busy starting to hang lanterns and paste couplets ...

And here ... but nothing red was seen, especially deserted.

"Miss Song, what's wrong with you?" Seeing Song Wenxin standing at the door and staring at the wall, the maid asked with some confusion.

"Are you not ready for the couplet?" Song Wen asked puzzledly.

New Year's Eve, no couplet even posted.

"No ..." The servant shook his head.

"But don't paste couplets in the New Year, don't you feel very deserted?" Song Wenxin said with a lip slip.

There is nothing normal in the cold place of Jiangbei.

Before she came, there wasn't even a TV here! After she came, only a few more TVs and a private theater!

"Because the sir refused to post those things, we were not prepared." The servant thought about it, and then answered honestly.

No one wants to make Mr. Unhappy!

I heard that Song Wenxin was not surprised at all, Jiang Beihan was a weirdo, with so many rules ...

She became more and more curious about how Jiang Beihan grew up, why there are so many strange rules, and such a strange character!

"But this is too deserted, it feels strange." Song Wenxin shrugged his shoulders and said.

Although Jiang Beihan has been used to it, Song Wenxin has been used to the New Year's festive life since he was a child. He is not used to this cold and innocent Chinese New Year atmosphere!

"Let ’s go, buy some red lanterns and lanterns, and decorate it here!" She thought about it, and then added, "By the way, what is firecrackers ... Fireworks will not be used. Last New Year's Day There should be a lot of fireworks left. "