Chapter 143 Lu Mingchuan, Happy New Year

"Kill the chicken first?" Lu Mingchuan asked after sharpening the knife.

It is difficult for their chickens to survive New Year’s Eve.

The main course was chestnut stewed chicken.

"Well, kill me first and stew me."

If the chickens, ducks and geese were not still laying eggs, Su Heng actually wanted to kill them all and freeze them.

Feeding them every day is also troublesome.

The chicken coop flapped its wings, and the frightened goose watched the human in front of it grab a chicken with a knife.

He shrank back silently.

While Lu Mingchuan was busy, Su Heng put the steamed dishes in the pot first.

They didn't particularly like steamed meat, so she only prepared three dishes.

Winter melon meatball soup, pumpkin and red date soup, and yellow rice cake.

The portions were small, after all, there were only two of us, and these dishes would not taste good if reheated.

After the food was steamed, she went to prepare the dishes, a total of eight dishes, for good luck.

Stir-fried lamb, sweet and sour pork ribs, braised crucian carp, minced meat and tofu.

Maybe the little one in her belly is more sensible, Su Heng now has almost no symptoms of discomfort.

Especially the smell of cooking fumes, she didn't react at all, so she was still the one who cooked.

As soon as the meat is put into the pot, Zhaocai will be waiting at the kitchen door.

When Su Heng saw it, she said, "Put the scarf that attracts wealth on it."

It is called a scarf, but it is actually a small necklace knitted with red wool, and Su Heng sewed a bow on it.

Lu Mingchuan took it and put it on Zhaocai. The little red bow matched its golden hair, which was particularly festive.

It meowed twice, seemed to like it very much, licked its paws twice, and sat there with its head raised proudly.

Su Heng was touched by its cute appearance, but she was busy at work and had no time to pet the cat.

"Lu Mingchuan, have you chopped the dumpling filling?"

"It's chopped and now I'm rolling it into dough. Is this thickness okay?" Lu Mingchuan handed it to Su Heng to see.

"Not bad, not bad. Great progress, Comrade Lu."

Lu Mingchuan agreed with her: "Comrade Su taught well."

Amid the bustling atmosphere of the kitchen, the two of them occasionally joked with each other, their hands moving non-stop, and they cooperated with each other quite well.

The sun slowly emerged, the white mist dissipated, and the outside was bright white.

The dumplings were put into the pot before twelve o'clock.

Lu Mingchuan went to set off firecrackers. Su Heng stood at the kitchen door, looked at Lu Mingchuan who was running towards her amid the sound of firecrackers, and held his hand.

The two stood together under the eaves, quietly watching the string of firecrackers being set off.

Zhaocai was frightened by the sound of firecrackers and hid in the house.

"Okay, go serve the dishes. I'll serve the dumplings. Get some bowls and chopsticks for Mom and Dad as well."

She was talking about Lu Mingchuan's parents and grandparents.

Although the ban has not been completely lifted yet, it is much better than in previous years.

They would pay their respects at home in the village, without even burning paper money, but just pay their respects verbally, and no one would care.

Lu Mingchuan nodded and took out four more sets of bowls, chopsticks and wine glasses.

The food was placed on the table one by one. Su Heng saw him pouring wine and tea silently and did not disturb him.

After waiting for a while, Lu Mingchuan collected the four sets of bowls and chopsticks, brought them into the kitchen, and said gently to Su Heng, "Okay, it's time for us to eat."

Su Heng hummed, then said with a smile, "Give Zhaocai some dumplings first. He seems so anxious that he's almost talking."

The kitten smelled the aroma of meat all morning, but didn't see any meat.

The dumplings were stuffed with cabbage and pork. Zhaocai seemed to be able to smell the meat inside, so he went over and started eating.

They brought the remaining dumplings to the table. Su Heng poured herself a glass of sweet water, and Lu Mingchuan also poured the wine he had just poured for his relatives into a glass and brought it to himself.

She raised her glass towards Lu Mingchuan: "Come on, I wish the three of us a safe and prosperous new year!"

Lu Mingchuan raised his glass and clinked it with hers gently. When he heard her say "the three of us", the gentle smile in his eyes was about to overflow.

"Well, I wish all the best to the three of us."

It seemed like he was already drunk even before he started drinking.

He had a home again.

The sound of firecrackers could be heard from the distance from time to time, and everyone started to eat the reunion dinner one after another.

Su Heng tasted the pumpkin stew first before starting to eat the dishes. She had to say that the stewed local chicken was really delicious, and the soft and glutinous chestnuts were also very tasty.

She and Lu Mingchuan ate slowly and chatted casually.

Su Heng said whatever came to his mind, his thoughts jumping around a lot, but Lu Mingchuan was always able to catch up.

He doesn't seem to be a talkative person, but after being with Su Heng, he was gradually infected by her.

After dinner, they rested for a while before starting to make dumplings. They put the dumplings outside to freeze and could just cook them when they wanted to eat them.

In the evening, they stayed at home to celebrate the New Year. They just stayed in the house, eating melon seeds and knitting sweaters. Although there were only two of them, they didn't feel lonely.

However, Su Heng is pregnant and cannot stay up too late, and the two of them are not so particular.

Su Heng got up early in the morning and felt sleepy around ten o'clock.

The biggest reaction during pregnancy is probably that she sleeps more.

"Let me fill your cup with water and bring it in for you to brush your teeth. It's very windy outside."

Su Heng was already feeling sleepy while taking a shower, and nodded when she heard this.

After washing up, she snuggled into bed.

"Hurry up and take a shower and sleep together."

"Okay, if you're tired, go to sleep first. I'll be right there."

Lu Mingchuan tucked in the quilt for Su Heng and quickly went to wash up.

When Su Heng got into bed, she was still trying to hold on and hadn't fallen asleep.

When I saw him coming, I hugged his waist and leaned over gently.

"Lu Mingchuan, Happy New Year! It's nice to meet you."

Lu Mingchuan couldn't help himself, and kissed Su Heng on the forehead with a loving yet restrained look in his eyes. He said:

"Happy New Year, Ah Heng. I'm very happy too. Meeting you is the greatest luck in my life."

Su Heng smiled, and the two fell asleep in each other's arms.

Nineteen seventy-six passed quietly, and the calendar turned to a new page, ushering in nineteen seventy-seven, a year destined to be extraordinary.

Since they didn't have to go out to pay New Year's greetings, they didn't have to rush to get up in the morning.

Zhaocai was knocking on the window outside. The window of Su Heng's original room was opened a little to make it convenient for it to go out to the toilet at night.

After going out for a while, the bow was a little crooked.

Seeing that the two of them hadn't gotten up yet, it jumped onto the windowsill outside their room and looked over.

As soon as Su Heng looked up, she was amused and woke up from her sleepiness, so she just got up.

"Look at Zhaocai, he looks so wretched. His face is really round now."

"It's time to lose weight." Lu Mingchuan said as he put a sweater on Su Heng: "Stretch out your arms."

After he was dressed, he said, "It eats too much every day and is too fat to catch mice."

"It's Chinese New Year, just let it run wild for a little while longer."

Su Heng vividly interprets what it means to spoil someone.

She also knew that she was being too unprincipled, so she said, "When the little one is born, it will be up to you to teach him. I think I am too soft-hearted."

"Well, then you be the gentle mother and I'll be the serious father."

As Lu Mingchuan spoke, he asked Su Heng to sit by the bed and comb her hair. He didn't look serious at all.

But Su Heng nodded: "I think it's feasible."

Lu Mingchuan had a smile on his face as he combed her hair and braided it into a pigtail.

When he was not cooking, he maxed out his talents in various handicrafts, and he learned it just by watching Su Heng weave it herself.

It was still a side braid with a red hairband tied around it.