Chapter 620 You are lucky this year

“Eat more vegetables.”

Zhou Zixu felt sorry for Sihui and put all the delicious dishes on the table into her bowl. In the blink of an eye, the small bowl in front of Lu Sihui was full.

"tasty."

After drinking, Lu Sihui's face turned red and she smiled foolishly at Zhou Zixu.

When he picked up some food for her, she opened her mouth and Zhou Zixu patiently fed her little by little. He really liked this feeling.

“Ahem.”

Old Master Zhou coughed for a long time, but the two men seemed not to hear him and only had eyes for each other.

"Sister, I've got you a bowl of dumpling soup."

Lu Jianguo cared about his sister, so he ran to the kitchen and brought her a bowl of dumpling soup. It was so hot that he put the bowl on the table and blew it with his hand to his mouth.

"Okay, drink."

Lu Sihui reached out for the bowl, intending to have another toast.

"hot."

Zhou Zixu hurriedly snatched the bowl away, but received a roll of the eyes from Lu Sihui.

"Jianguo poured it for me. If you want to drink it, go get it yourself."

"It's too hot. Let me blow on it for you before you drink it."

Zhou Zixu was good-tempered. He put the bowl to his mouth and blew it with his cheeks puffed up. Lu Sihui frowned and waited, looking very impatient.

"Hey, Dongsheng! Are you full? Go upstairs and sleep."

Old Master Zhou thought of the scene of the two people kissing in the snow. Sihui is drunk now, so it is better to be on guard.

"I want Aunt Sihui. She agreed to sleep with me."

Dongsheng refused to leave, fearing that if he went upstairs, Aunt Sihui would change her mind.

"Dongsheng, Auntie will accompany you upstairs."

Lu Sihui was still quite clear-minded. After hearing Dongsheng's words, she smiled and tried to pull his chubby little hand. Unfortunately, she failed after trying twice.

The Northeast's grain wine has a very high alcohol content. It's better to drink it slowly. If you drink it in one gulp, anyone who can drink will get drunk, not to mention Lu Sihui who can't drink!

"Pull me, pull me."

Zhou Zixu hurried over and put his hand in hers. He could not stand steadily and led the child upstairs and fell down again.

"Sister, have some dumplings."

Jianguo felt sorry for his sister. When she came back, she drank a glass of wine with grandfather and didn’t even have a chance to eat a single dumpling!

"Okay, the dumplings my brother gave me are delicious."

Lu Sihui was still smiling foolishly. She was much cuter like this than when she was cold and icy, and people couldn't help but feel sorry for her.

"Zixu, hold on tight, don't let Sihui fall."

Mr. Zhou regretted that he had nothing to do, so he asked Sihui to drink with him and got the child drunk on New Year's Day.

He followed behind and gave instructions, and now he stopped coughing.

"Sister, you eat."

Lu Jianguo chased Lu Sihui with a small bowl in his hand and fed the dumplings to her mouth.

"It hurts my teeth."

Lu Sihui opened her mouth to take it, but she bit into something hard. She frowned and muttered, biting hard.

"Don't swallow it, that's my money."

Aunt Su became nervous when she heard this, and hurried over to ask Zhou Zixu to take out the money.

People wrap money for the sake of celebration. If they swallow it, it will get bad in their stomach and it will also be a loss if it breaks their teeth.

"Sihui, spit it out into my hand."

Zhou Zixu coaxed Sihui like he was coaxing a child, and she was obedient and vomited when he asked her to.

Aunt Su was surprised to see Zhou Zixu catching the dumplings that Lu Sihui spat out with his hands. Didn't he have mysophobia? Why didn't he dislike Lu Sihui?

He hurried over to pick up the trash can, asked Zhou Zixu to throw the dumplings into it, and handed him a handkerchief to wipe his hands.

"Sihui, you're lucky this year. You can earn money by eating just one dumpling."

Old Master Zhou smiled and joked, this is just luck, you can’t eat it even if you want to, Sihui is a lucky person.

"Sihui, you got the money, which proves that we can definitely get married this year. Wait until you become my wife!"

Lu Sihui was dazed and seemed to hear Zhou Zixu whispering in her ear?