After a few rounds of goings, all these people were arranged.

Gu Qingcheng finally breathed a sigh of relief.

She just managed to walk in front of Lu Shiyan at this moment.

The man heard the noise and slowly raised his drooping face.

There was a hint of accusation in his voice, as if he was a good man who had been abandoned.

“You’re finally here!”

Lu Shiyan quickly stood up and skillfully took Gu Qingcheng's hand.

"Let's go to bed."

The man's cheeks were red as he pulled Gu Qingcheng forward step by step.

He looked so drunk that he couldn't even tell the directions.

Gu Qingcheng had no choice but to follow him, but unexpectedly, after walking around, Lu Shiyan actually walked to the door of the room.

He opened the door and prepared to go in.

Gu Qingcheng stood there without moving, looking at him with a slightly raised brow.

The man was slightly puzzled: "Wife, what's wrong?"

"You know your way around now, and you even know how to get to the bedroom."

Lu Shiyan: ...

With a confused look on his face for a moment, he began to play dumb.

"I don't know what you're talking about. I'm going to bed, and you too. Good night."

The two of them simply washed up, and Lu Shiyan's clingy nature came into play.

No matter what Gu Qingcheng said, he had to coax him to sleep, otherwise he would not fall asleep.

Gu Qingcheng: ...

There is no way, it feels like raising a son.

She sat beside him and spoke softly, telling him the story about her foolish husband that she had told the baby in her belly from beginning to end.

Although Lu Shiyan didn't fall asleep, Gu Qingcheng's eyelids drooped.

By the end of her speech, her voice was getting smaller and smaller.

"You must be sleepy. If you are sleepy, just go to sleep."

Gu Qingcheng fell into a deep sleep. Lu Shiyan raised his eyebrows and helplessly pulled the quilt over the two of them and went to sleep.

Jiang City is not like an island, the temperature is much lower.

…

Lu Shiyan got up at four o'clock the next morning.

This year is the first day of 1976. The policy is no longer so strict and firecrackers can be set off.

But the whole New Year still doesn't have much of a festive atmosphere, and there are relatively few people visiting.

This year is so special.

Lu Shiyan came to the kitchen. Last night, no one in the family thought he could cook a good meal, so today he had to show them what he could do!

He got some glutinous rice flour from home and started making dumplings according to his memory.

After the glutinous rice flour was mixed, he took out some and started kneading it.

I rolled it into a small ball and planned to put some black sesame seeds in it.

The first glutinous rice ball he made looked really weird, flat and average-looking. Not to mention others, even he himself couldn't eat it after seeing it.

Just when I was worrying about how to make the dumplings better, Gu Qingcheng came.

She walked behind him and couldn't help laughing at the way he was scratching his head.

"How about making glutinous rice balls?"

Lu Shiyan nodded slightly and looked back subconsciously, with surprise and a hint of self-blame in his eyes.

"Why are you up so early? It's only a little after four."

"Did I wake you up when I got up?"

Gu Qingcheng yawned and nodded in response to his words.

"Indeed, after you got up, I couldn't sleep. No one held me, and I was cold."

Lu Shiyan was in a very good mood after hearing these words. He walked to Gu Qingcheng's side without paying any attention, with a happy smile on his lips.

"My dear wife, I will hold you in my arms every day when I sleep from now on."

Gu Qingcheng also thought it was quite suitable, mainly because it was cold in Jiang City in winter, and when they got to Tongcheng, the temperature would also be low, and Lu Shiyan would be like a big furnace, which was just right.

She walked over and looked at the glutinous rice balls made by Lu Shiyan, frowning slightly.

"Your level is not good enough. You almost made the glutinous rice balls into dumplings."

Lu Shiyan said unconvincedly: "This is only the first time, and I will gradually improve in the future!"

Gu Qingcheng raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Let me show you how."

As he spoke, Gu Qingcheng gently pinched out a small piece of dough and placed it on the palm of his hand.

Compared to his hands, her hands looked small and delicate. She pressed gently on the dough with her fingers. The dough was soft and sank a little. The concave part was just right for putting the black sesame seeds in.

Then gather some of the dough around it upwards, just like building a city wall, to protect the filling inside.

Finally, gently roll it into a ball and a glutinous rice ball is ready.

Gu Qingcheng's lips curled up slightly.

"Look, is it okay?"

This is really great.

Lu Shiyan praised: "Wife, the dumplings you made are so pretty, you are so skillful!"

"It's OK. Practice makes perfect."

This is what Gu Qingcheng often says when receiving praise.

"Try a few more times. Making glutinous rice balls is not like training where you just use as much strength as possible. There are certain rules to it."

Lu Shiyan nodded and started a new round of attempts.