Lin Jingbei's condition improved a lot the next day. He no longer had a recurring fever at night and he felt more energetic.

Song Chen returned to the village to sell meat. The mother and son were responsible for cleaning, from upstairs to downstairs, to get rid of the old and welcome the new.

Li Xianglian and her husband returned to their hometown in the village to make tofu. There was no big earthen stove at home and it was not convenient to use firewood.

Before winter came, Lin Changchun went up the mountain and pulled several carts of garbage, all of which were piled behind the eaves of his hometown.

The road was too slippery and it was inconvenient to ride a bike, so Song Chen pulled the bike back on a cart. It took nearly an hour and a half to go back and forth.

When you get home, you have to divide the meat, marinate it with salt, put some in the refrigerator, and hang some up to make "air-dried meat" for later eating.

After doing all this, I went to an electrical appliance store and actually bought two air conditioners. The technician helped me install them at home.

Everything is satisfactory.

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Time flies, and in the blink of an eye it is New Year's Eve.

There are many customs here. In the morning, people have to put up couplets first, then cook dishes to pay tribute to their ancestors. The New Year’s Eve dinner is eaten at around three or four in the afternoon, and firecrackers are set off before eating.

At about one o'clock, Lin Lu found two cotton balls for Song Chen.

Song Chen was still confused: Why give him a cotton ball?

Lin Lu still remembered the incident with his ears: "Didn't the doctor say that we can't stay in noisy places for too long? Firecrackers will be going off one after another soon. Plug your ears with cotton balls, that should help."

Song Chen was moved.

Although he didn't think it was necessary, this was Lin Lu's intention, and he still remembered his injury.

My wife loves him so much.

The heart feels like it is being irrigated with sweet water.

"Thank you, Lulu. Please help me stuff it."

Lin Lu: “Bring it here.”

Lin Jingbei and Lin Lu posted the Spring Festival couplets together, hoping that both mother and daughter will be blessed with good fortune in the new year.

Several families have dinner together, taking turns every year. This year it's Song Chen's turn.

After lunch, the two families came over with their homemade dishes. They didn’t bring all of them, just a few plates as a token of their appreciation.

This year, with one more person, it’s much more lively.

Song Chen was not stingy when buying vegetables, he would order some fish, shrimp, and even beef.

He is a good cook, so he will be the chef for today's New Year's Eve dinner.

After eating the braised pork made by his uncle, Song Nan praised him highly: "Uncle, I really want to live in your house every day and eat the food you cook."

Lin Lu: "Your uncle only made it today. Grandma Li usually does it."

Xu Zhaodi: "You are probably not the emperor. Your uncle is so busy, how can he have time to cook for you every day?"

Although Song Nan's IQ is not very good, his EQ is not low: "Grandma Li's cooking is also delicious. I will learn a few tricks from Grandma Li. Next year during the Chinese New Year, I will cook for you all."

Song Xixi: "Boasting."

Li Xianglian smiled from ear to ear: "Come over whenever you want to eat. I'll make whatever you want to eat, and I'll teach you whatever you want to learn."

Song Nan's ears automatically skipped over Song Xixi's "sarcastic" words and smiled back at the kind-hearted Grandma Li: "Okay, thank you, Grandma Li, you are truly a deity."

Song Yuan said inappropriately: "If you can score as well as Xiaobei, I will cook dragon meat for you."

Song Nan groaned, "Dad, it's such a nice day, why are you bringing up something so awful? Can't we just have a good New Year? You've already beaten me, and you're still holding onto this until next year."

"You kid, I say one thing, and you say three."

Song Zidong, the eldest brother among the children, said, "Okay, let's not talk about that today. Let's toast together..."

"Cheers, cheers."

"Happy New Year!"

"Happy New Year."

It’s a happy festival for the whole family, and everyone’s face is filled with happy smiles.

The children and women still drink soda, while the men drink white wine.

Lin Lu didn't let Song Chen drink too much, worried that it would be difficult to serve him if he was drunk. Song Chen agreed.

Song Xixi learned a new word and couldn't wait to show it: "Uncle, are you the kind of wife slave they say? You don't dare to refute what my aunt says."

Song Chen: "You know what? This is called loving my wife. I'm going to reward your children. When you look for friends in the future, look for people like me."

"Eat, I can't stop you from talking." Lin Lu put a piece of fat meat into his bowl.

Song Chen: "Thank you."

What the daughter-in-law gives is good.

After the New Year’s Eve dinner, it’s time to distribute New Year’s money.

Song Chen gave each of their children ten yuan, and older children like Song Zidong and Yang Shuang also received some.

The Song Song and Song Yuan families will also be prepared. If they receive forty yuan, they will also put forty yuan in the New Year's bag for Lin Jingbei. In any case, the total amount of money will not be small.

No one suffers any loss.

This year Song Chen bought some fireworks and let the children play with them.

Lin Lu also joined in the fun with a firework stick.

In order to let everyone have fun, Song Zidong ran to the convenience store to buy another one and let Yang Shuang play with it too.

She had only been married here for a few days and was still a little restrained. Fortunately, everyone in the Song family was easy to get along with, and Song Zidong was also very nice to her.

Song Chen was mesmerized. He thought from the bottom of his heart that Lin Lu was particularly beautiful with the firework stick in her hand, especially when she smiled. The light from the fireworks flying into the sky shone on her face, making her look bright and charming.

I regret that I didn't have a camera to record it.

Make a note of it first and make sure to fill it in later.

The second and third brothers and Lin Changchun were drinking tea in the house to sober up. The Spring Festival Gala was playing on TV, attracting Chen Meihua and others. Anyway, everyone was having their own fun.

It was not until after ten o'clock that the two families left.

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