On the dining table, my parents hurriedly ate a few bites before leaving the table. On the contrary, Tang Xian was really hungry. He ate more than half a pound of dumplings and even killed a bottle of beer.

While having a meal, a little girl about six or seven years old, wearing a festive red cotton coat, wearing red leather shoes, and two ponytails, walked to the big kang, sucking her delicate fingers, and looking at Tang Xian curiously with her extremely shiny eyes.

This girl is extremely beautiful and cute. Although Tang Xian has no good feelings for her mother's sisters-in-law, she is so old that her adult affairs really cannot involve the next generation.

"What's your name?"

Tang Xian clapped his palms, then spread his arms and smiled at the little girl.

The little girl couldn't come, just followed her fingers and looked at Tang Xian with her big eyes, and then said for a while: "Ruan Ruan."

Little Ruan Ruan's voice was extremely tender and crisp, very pleasant. Tang Xian smiled, then took out a hundred-dollar bill from his pocket, and shook it to the little girl, "Ruan Ruan, do you want to buy candy?"

The little girl finally pulled back the fingers stuffed in her mouth, just carried her hand on her back, then shook her head, and looked at Tang Xian curiously. That look was really cute.

Tang Xian didn't know which child this girl was. She smiled and stuffed the New Year's money into Ruan Ruan's small cotton coat pocket, held her cheek and looked at the little girl there.

The two of them sat motionless for a while. After a while, a young and beautiful girl walked into the main hall and looked at Tang Xian. Her cheeks were a little red. She picked up the cute little girl standing on the ground and then smiled and said, "Ruan Ruan, who are you looking at?"

Perhaps because he met an acquaintance, Ruan Ruan hugged the girl's neck, then turned her head and looked at Tang Xian again, and then said in that tender voice: "Sister Tingting, this brother is so handsome..."

Tang Xian was absolutely distraught when he heard this and almost couldn't let it go.

The girl named Tingting couldn't help laughing, looking at Tang Xian's surprised expression, and then laughed: "Ruan Ruan is the daughter of the fourth uncle's family. I have learned it myself when I hear her sister say this word all day long."

"oh."

Tang Xian nodded when he heard this, and then looked at the pretty girl. Before he could speak, the girl smiled and said, "You're your name Tang Xian? Isn't it because I haven't seen you for several years, and do you still recognize me?"

After hearing this, Tang Xian thought for a while. The Tang family had a large population and had not had many years of contact, so there were not many people who would have an impression of him.

But seeing that the girl seemed to be very familiar with her, Tang Xian thought for a while, then asked in surprise: "Tang Jingting? Sister Tingting?"

Sisters Tang Jingting and Tang Jingning are the daughters of the second uncle's family, two years older than Tang Xian. When Tang Xian was a child, Tang Xian was bullied by several cousins, but it was Jingning's sister who rescued him. Because these sisters may be the most normal children of the Tang family in Tang Xian's impression.

However, after not meeting each other for many years, Tang Jingting has changed a lot. If it weren't for the little girl Ruan Ruan just now, Tang Xian really couldn't recognize her.

"Sister Jingting, you have changed so much that I can't even recognize you... By the way, where is Sister Jingning? Are you here?"

Tang Xian laughed when he heard this, jumped off the big kang, and then said.

"My elder sister is now in the army and can't come back during the Chinese New Year."

Tang Jingting smiled, then said, looking at Tang Xian up and down, with a hint of surprise in her eyes, and then she smiled and said, "I didn't expect that you haven't seen each other for so many years. You have grown so big and so handsome. I don't have to protect you this time, right?"

Tang Xian smiled embarrassedly when he heard this. When he was young, he was ignorant. Tang Xian never returned to the Tang family for many years. He always felt that he was an outsider. Because his cousins ​​bullied him, Tang Xian had to endure it. Tang Jingning had a hot temper. He grabbed the group of ghosts and kicked each other, and no one dared to say anything. The one who impressed Tang Xian the most was his sister Tang Jingning, but she has joined the army now and can't see it this year's New Year, which is a bit regretful.

"Sister Tingting, please sit down."

Tang Xian gave in, and Tang Jingting sat down with Ruan Ruan. Tang Xian was already mature in his mental age, and the two were brothers and sisters, so they were having a great time chatting.

In the entire Tang family, what made Tang Xian have a good impression of her cousin Jingting and Jingning. The uncles and uncles rarely chat with Tang Xian, while the aunts and aunts don’t like her mother. Although they are not bad to Tang Xian, they hate everyone. Tang Xian not only hates everyone, but even their cousins ​​and cousins ​​don’t have much affection.

Only Tang Jingting and Tang Jingning are exceptions.

In the previous life, Tang Xian had no intersection with his two sisters. Only the memories of Tang Jingning when he was a child when he resolved the conflict for him. However, it was because of Tang Jingning that Tang Xian was not disappointed with the entire Tang family.

"By the way, Sister Ting, where are you studying now?"

Tang Xian smiled at Tang Jingting and asked.

"The Department of Literature, Peking University, is in his freshman year..."

Tang Jingting's words made Tang Xian open his mouth wide.

"Talented girl..."

Tang Xian was depressed. Tang Jingting was only two years older than him, but he was in his freshman year this year and was still studying in the Department of Literature of Peking University. Tang Xian felt it was necessary to tell his mother not to show off his first place in his class, so as to avoid being ridiculed.

However, Tang Xian was not surprised. Tang Li’s life plan for Tang Xian was not so strict. Therefore, he did not skip the grade even when he reached Tang Xian since childhood. Now he is 16 years old, which is normal. However, his cousin is too scary. The word "school master" was born entirely for his cousin.

Tang Jingting smiled and didn't say anything, but stretched out her index finger and gently stroked Ruan Ruan's face. Little Ruan Ruan still looked at Tang Xian with her big black eyes open. Her serious look made Tang Jingting laugh a little.

"The little girl knows to look at handsome guys at such a young age..."

After joking Tang Xian, Tang Jingting smiled and said, "By the way, how are you studying now?"

"Ahem, it's still a sloppy."

Tang Xian laughed dryly, feeling that there was no need to show off his grades in front of this talented and talented girl.

"By the way, Sister Jingting, what are the activities in your literature department? People who are studying science and engineering are thinking about starting a business during college. Do students in the literature department have any plans for this?"

Tang Xian was almost subconsciously conditioned. He was too short of talents these days. His cousin is such a top student. He stayed in school all day long with a group of petty bourgeois women, literary men who were so stupid that they were sad about spring and autumn. Tang Xian was so bored that he thought about it. He was thinking about whether to use his cousin’s relationship to take advantage of the Chinese New Year to dig up some talents. Although the Dream Network Technology Company has been officially established, the employee team has not yet been visible. The update and maintenance of the game platform are a very technical job.

"There are very few people in the literature department, and the people I know are not so motivated..."

Tang Jingting smiled when she heard this, then shook her head and said.

Most students from Peking University’s Literature Department will apply for civil servants and choose to be a politician. They all have a bright future. Few people choose the so-called entrepreneurship. Even if they really start a business, they are just small-scale and cannot get on the table.

Tang Xian said oh, but was a little disappointed. Even if the funding link is lacking, there is not much problem, but talents are hard to come by. If you want to build a huge Internet empire, you still have to find a professional counterpart.

After letting go of these thoughts, Tang Xian started chatting with Tang Jingting again. The two also exchanged mobile phone numbers. Although everyone knows that this is not very meaningful.

One is in Binhai and the other is in Shangjing. Except for festivals, there is really no need to make a call.

Tang Xian felt that he should be ready to start the instant messaging industry...

In the last life, QQ's history of making a fortune was not very glamorous, and QQ was also criticized by many players for plagiarism because of game reasons. However, the QQ user group is really huge and eye-catching. The games, music, video, literature, search engines, real-time payment systems, online shopping, etc. derived from this are simply dazzling.

This industry is difficult and easy, it is nothing more than making real-time communication software. OICQ and MSN technologies are already mature, and it is not a big deal to build such a software.

But now such a software is indeed needed, but now this matter still needs to be delayed.

Tang Xian’s plan is to wait until the Dream Game Platform is launched and accumulate a certain number of users before developing and launching this real-time communication software. It’s not time yet. After all, home computers are too expensive now and the configuration is relatively low-end. The system resources occupied by the real-time communication system are too large. Hang up? What a joke?

Only after the hardware system is updated and the network speed increases can this real-time system truly show the huge potential it contains.

"Xiaoxian."

My mother's voice sounded. When she walked into the door, she saw Zhang Jingting, Yu Qing smiled and said, "Tingting."

"Aunt San."

Zhang Jingting smiled at Yu Qing, nodding, looking extremely well-educated and polite. Tang Xian and Yu Qing both sighed at the same time that those children of the Tang family, compared with Jingting and Jingning, were no longer children.

"What's wrong?"

Tang Xian smiled at his mother and asked.

"Your grandma told you to come and take a look..."

Yu Qing smiled, then breathed a deep breath. Obviously, his mother was so nervous that she was chatting with the old lady just now.

"Sister Ting, let's talk later. I'll go see grandma first..."

Tang Xian smiled, then walked out of the wing room with his pocket, walked through the courtyard and into the main landlord's house. The old lady sat upright on a pear blossom chair, with silver hair without any color. Although she looked old, she was wearing a double-breasted cotton jacket, her hair was neatly combed, and her face was calm and natural. She sat upright there, with her waist straight, and she had a stellar temperament.

"grandmother……"

Tang Xian bowed to the old lady before saying.

"Um."

The old lady nodded, looked at Tang Xian with her turbid eyes for a long time, then she took out a red envelope from her pocket and handed it to Tang Xian. The face, which was full of ravines but very serious, showed a smile for the first time: "Come on, take it..."
Chapter completed!