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Chapter 122 Cousin Ye Wenjie

Since the dinner party is in the yard, although there are several braziers to provide warmth, the annual New Year's Eve dinner ends an hour after the meal.

If today's New Year's Eve dinner is only exclusive to the family, I'm afraid everyone will have to eat it for at least two hours.

As one after another, one starts to leave the table after eating, and someone even starts to clean the dishes and chopsticks in the kitchen and starts to clean them.

Zhao Wanqiu accelerated the frequency of eating herself. Fortunately, with Lin Ping's help, she was not the last person to finish eating.

This is the meal that Zhao Wanqiu has eaten the most in the past two years.

As a woman who usually doesn’t have much appetite, today’s meal is a binge eating for her, and indigestion is destined.

As the New Year’s Eve dinner ended, relatives began to leave one after another.

Relatives who were far away even stayed directly in the Lin family, and these people planned to go home early tomorrow morning.

Although the Lin family’s courtyard is not big, there are five upper and lower bunks in the house, which can accommodate many people after a little tidying up.

If these upper and lower bunks are permanently occupied, they obviously cannot provide high-quality living requirements. However, it is more than enough to make do with one night.

"Would you like to sleep with your aunt in late autumn?" Lin Ping's mother obviously wanted to keep this daughter-in-law, and the two of them had a good chat at night.

For Hu Yue, the New Year is only a few days off, and he has to return to the base to work after the New Year. Such a rare opportunity is naturally to cultivate a good relationship with his future daughter-in-law.

"I, I have friends in my residence, she..." Zhao Wanqiu turned her eyes to Lin Ping in embarrassment. This was the first time she looked at this man with a pleading look.

In the end, Hu Yue failed to leave the daughter-in-law to chat with her at night, but watched her and her son drive away.

"The wife was not left, and the son ran away. It was really hard..." Lin Hu walked over and looked at his wife and said jokingly.

"Hmph! I'm still fucking even if my wings are hard." Hu Yue was obviously a little unhappy.

When the Lin family's New Year's Eve dinner was completely over, it was in a family yard in the capital.

The Ye family’s New Year’s Eve dinner has just begun.

Because Ye Wenzhu's father was a police officer, he hurried home only after the duty was over.

"The busy people who serve the people are back. Sit, sit quickly, and drink some dumpling soup to warm up." At this time, more than a dozen people were crowded in the small living room of the Ye family.

With Ye Wenzhu's father returning, the New Year's Eve dinner officially began.

"Wenjie, Wenjie, stop writing. Come out and have dinner quickly! When there is time tomorrow, you can find time to write to Wenzhu slowly." Ye Wenzhu's mother came to her daughter's room and called Ye Wenzhu's cousin Ye Wenjie out for dinner.

It turned out that Ye Wenzhu had brought her own letter to her family among the New Year’s goods purchased for her parents in the Gangcheng.

After all, there is no telephone at home, Ye Wenzhu can only write his living conditions in Hong Kong City and what he saw and heard in letters, and write the longing he could not go home for the New Year and accompany his parents in writing.

Because the letter left her address in Hong Kong City, her cousin Ye Wenjie, who had not seen her for three years, learned about it, so she wanted to write a letter to her.

"I'll finish writing two more lines..." When Ye Wenjie spoke, the pen in her hand accelerated.

"Wenzhu said in the letter that she may plan to study in Hong Kong City in the future. You finally went home, but she stayed in another place for the first time for the New Year. If Wenzhu knew that you would come back this year, she would definitely not go to Hong Kong City." Ye Wenzhu's mother Wu Qing said to her cousin who was a few years older than her daughter.

"We only received the notice when the Chinese New Year is about to be held. There are a few days of holidays this year. In the future, our work will become busier and busier. It is very likely that we will not be able to go home for the Chinese New Year for a long time in the future." When Ye Wenjie said this, a trace of desolation appeared in her eyes.

"What kind of unit are you? Or your family will help you get along and get you back to work. You say that you are a girl in the mountains all day long, and finding a partner in the future will be a problem." Wu Qing felt very distressed when he looked at Ye Wenjie. After all, he was a few years older than his daughter, but he was responsible for a tragedy that ordinary people could not bear.

"I..." Ye Wenjie was a little embarrassed.

"I know your unit is a confidentiality unit, but you can't waste your youth like this. Just in time, you are back this year. Why don't you introduce you to a few blind dates? Recently, there are a few young men in our family compound who have just graduated from the police academy. What about tomorrow..." Wu Qing asked tentatively.

"Our unit prohibits external communication. Even if you introduce me to a few blind dates, I can't contact others after I leave in a few days, why bother me? I'll finish writing in two lines and I'll come out immediately." After Ye Wenjie finished speaking, she accelerated the writing speed again.

At this time, everyone's urging sounds came from the living room, so Wu Qing had to turn back to the living room to entertain everyone.

Just after Wu Qing left, Ye Wenjie wrote this passage in a letter to Ye Wenzhu: "I don't believe that there are gods in this world. I am a completely atheist. I would rather believe that there are alien civilizations that are more civilized and advanced than us in this vast universe. If one day I can communicate with them, I might pray to the other party to come to Earth to save us. Perhaps only a powerful alien civilization will prevent us from killing each other. The relationship between human beings and evil is like the ocean and the iceberg floating on it. It is impossible to rely on the true moral consciousness of human beings alone. If we want to curb human evil, we can only rely on the power outside of human beings.

After writing these words, Ye Wenjie folded the letter and encapsulated it in an envelope.

In the Ye family’s New Year’s Eve dinner, Ye Wenjie was like a little transparent from beginning to end.

Even at the dinner table, when everyone talked about how Ye Wenzhu was promising, when he might have to study in Hong Kong City in the future, Ye Wenjie didn't even express his thoughts and opinions.

In the eyes of his relatives, Ye Wenjie is a poor child.

Her father was a great physicist, but died from reports from his wife and another daughter.

However, if Lin Ping was present, if Lin Ping saw the letter Ye Wenjie had just written and sent to Ye Wenzhu, Lin Ping would not have ignored her existence like these relatives.

If possible, Lin Ping, no matter whether she is really Ye Wenjie in "The Three-Body Problem", or like herself, everything is just a coincidence. Lin Ping will scold her extremely harshly: "Have your family never taught you not to talk to strangers casually? A girl's family has never seen the other person before, and she actually chooses to trust the other person with great trust. This is simply stupid."

It’s a pity that Lin Ping knew nothing about all this.

At this time, he was still picking up girls. After all, whether it is an uncivilized human being in ancient times or a human being in despair in the end of the world, reproduction is the most fundamental event of human beings.

If humans do not even reproduce, then they will die without alien attacks!

Even if aliens will come in hundreds of years, now they are still running and dancing. When you see a beautiful girl, go and flirt with it quickly!

only...

"Bang..." A slap sounded in the face in the car.

Obviously Lin Ping was beaten again, but this time, could it be that Lin Ping used his fingers to help Zhao Wanqiu clean up the stains in his neck?
Chapter completed!
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