Chapter 275: There are red envelopes (1/2)

”Eh, he's really photogenic,” Yi Ling took a bite of the apple, ”It's a pity not to be a star with such a good figure and such a good face.”

”By Huanhuan, do you want to send those pictures? You can add some points to your positive image,” Yi Ling took out his mobile phone, and there were still many pictures taken at the time.

”No,” Yan Huan does not intend to disclose her affairs in Anshi, whether positive or negative. She wants to be famous, she will earn herself, there is no need to uncover the scars of others' hearts, and talk about disasters.

I didn’t see the pictures taken by the helicopter. There were no people, only scenes. Those people had lost their homes and their loved ones. They would have to expose them to the public in the hall, and let the people of the whole country see them again. Is it miserable?

It's a pity for Yi Ling, after all, that's positive news, if it is sent out, it may rise.

It may also be said to be a masterpiece.

Yan Huan reached out and poked Yi Ling's face.

”Come on the ground, don't always think too much.”

Well, Yi Ling flattened her mouth, then she wouldn't send it, but she still kept those photos, after all, it was quite precious.

The news of Anshi's debris flow subsided for a long time before gradually disappearing, and this life is still different from the previous life. After all, the few people who escaped were not as hungry as refugees. As for other things, this is not a joy. Go for it, and the government is there.

After a few days, it is also about to celebrate the New Year.

Yan Huan made dumplings for Yiling.

”Don't let Lu Yi come over them?” Yi Ling took a bite of dumplings, and Lu Yi and Lei Qingyi were also eating Yanhuanbao dumplings.

”New Year's Eve,” Yan Huan eats dumplings in a bowl himself, knowing that whether it is Lu Yi or Lei Qingyi, they will live in their own homes, especially the Lu family, no matter what it looks like on weekdays, the New Year will be the same Everyone will be together.

This is the case after she married the Lu family, so it is impossible for Lu Yi to come over and eat her dumplings.

”That's it...” Yiling didn't feel much either. It would be best if she didn't come, she ate it herself.

Yan Huan put a small and a half of dumplings in the Zimao bowl.

”Douzi, let's celebrate the New Year together.”

Meow……

The kitten ran over and squatted on the ground and ate dumplings. It was not the first time to eat. When Yiling ate dumplings in the past, he would give him half of the dumplings.

A string of fireworks suddenly rose outside.

Yan Huan looked through the window, and those fireworks reached the sky with a bang, when it was gorgeous, it was also the time of annihilation.

The splendor of fireworks is not only its beauty, but also its fleeting.

What is not available is the best

What is lost is also the best.

She lowered her head and ate a bite of dumplings, but it was inevitable that because of these fireworks, she gave birth to some sadness, maybe it was also a touch of life, this is a family reunion day, but she and Yiling are now orphans, She actually forgot what the dumplings made by her mother tasted.

She wraps it, she wraps it in the end, no matter how delicious it is, it doesn't taste like mom.

And her mother has been away from her for more than ten years. No matter whether it was her last life or this life, she has never saved her mother's life.

Perhaps this is her life.

This is also the life of my mother.

There are no mother's dumplings, nor mother's red envelopes for her and Yi Ling.