Not long after, two jeeps came back, and Yun Shaofan and his friends came to wish everyone a happy new year, happily carrying gifts.
The Han family had no other relatives or friends here, only subordinates from the military district came to visit. The entire Yun family came to pay New Year's greetings. The two elders of the Han family were very happy. After a brief greeting, Yun Shaofan was dragged by the old man to play chess.
Li Suyao prepared ginger and jujube tea to entertain everyone. The young people had met many times recently and had already become familiar with each other. There was no need for their elders to worry about them at all, and they were already having fun together.
After Jiang Yuangang greeted the elders with New Year's greetings and waited for the male elders to go play chess, she delivered the prepared gifts to Grandma Han.
"Grandma Han, I don't know what gifts to give you and Grandpa Han, so I knitted a scarf for each of you. I hope you like it."
"Oh, kid, why are you spending so much money?"
Grandma Han looked at her with a smile and accepted her gift: "Jiang Yuan, your craftsmanship is good, grandpa and grandma like it."
"As long as you like it."
Jiang Yuan originally wanted to buy gifts separately, but Uncle Yun and the others had already prepared all the gifts she could think of. After thinking it over, she decided to just knit scarves for the two elders.
They will be returning to Kyoto soon. The weather in the north is cold and the temperature will gradually rise in March and April. The scarves are just right for them to wear now, so she worked overtime these days to get two scarves.
She knitted a deep blue one for Grandpa Han and a dark purple one for Grandma Han. The colors were just right for their age. She didn't knit too many complicated patterns, only a floral pattern at the end. It was simple and concise but of appropriate design.
Grandma Han took it out and put it on on the spot. Han Bingyu smiled and praised beside her: "Xiao Jiang has good craftsmanship. It looks good."
"Jiang Yuan is very good at knitting sweaters. She can knit in many different patterns and is very clever and deft." When Grandma Han was in the production team, she learned several knitting methods from her.
Han Zhe stood aside drinking tea and looked at Jiang Yuan with a smile, "Have you been rushing to finish the work these past two days?"
"Um."
Jiang Yuan nodded, smiling brightly and generously: "The day before yesterday, I went to the Overseas Chinese Store with Uncle Yun and the others, and happened to come across wool yarn. I bought some and started working right away when I got home. I just finished it this morning."
"It's still warm."
Grandma Han liked it very much. Wool yarn is softer than ordinary wool yarn and is much more expensive. This time, Jiang Yuan really spent a lot of money.
The more Li Suyao looked at Jiang Yuan, the more she liked him. Seeing that her nephew was also smiling when he looked at her, it was obvious that he had some ideas. She smiled and helped them to add some fuel to the fire, "Zhezi, it seems that you had something for Xiao Jiang before?"
Han Zhe replied casually: "I put it at home."
Li Suyao's eyes moved slightly: "Go get it. It's still early now. We have just started to prepare the meal. Take Xiao Jiang to sit over there with you."
For the sake of her nephew's lifelong affairs, she, as an aunt, had to worry more and create more opportunities for them to be alone together.
Han Zhe didn't understand the hidden meaning of his second aunt's words, but he noticed that his grandmother, second aunt and aunt looked at him strangely, as if they were urging him to do something. However, he didn't understand what was going on, so he kept a straight face and didn't respond.
Seeing that his cousin didn't react, Han Zheng kicked him subtly. He nodded slightly confusedly and said, "Okay."
Jiang Yuan didn't think much about it. She had previously asked Han Zhe to help her collect some books and newspapers on military themes. She thought it was these things, so she followed him without saying a word.
Watching them leave, Li Suyao sighed, "Our Zhezi is such a fool. His childhood nickname was very fitting."
The others laughed muffledly.
The Han family's father and son, along with Yun Shaofan, were sitting at the coffee table playing chess. They also noticed what was happening here. Han Zhangjiang looked at his son and Jiang Yuan leaving, and only then did he react. He smiled but didn't say anything else.
When Mr. Han had a son, he even insulted his eldest son: "When you have a grandson in the future, don't give him random nicknames. You named Zhezi 'Bangchui', and he really grew up to be a 'Bangchui'."
"Haha..." Han Jue and the others were all laughing.
Yun Huaying was also laughing quietly nearby. Seeing Han Zheng's shoulders shaking with laughter, she changed the subject and asked, "Mom, Zhe's name is Bangchui, what's Han Zheng's name?"
Before Li Suyao could speak, Han Zheng preemptively spoke, his voice rising instantly: "Shut up, everyone."
"Ha ha..."
Now the laughter in the room got louder.
Han Zheng was also laughing. He stepped forward, covered his wife's mouth, and dragged her away under his armpit.
Yun Huaying instinctively felt that it was not a nice nickname, and since he didn't want her to know, she didn't ask. However, after what happened just now, she seemed to be in a very happy mood, and she kept smiling while busy in the kitchen.
On the first day of the Lunar New Year, there were a lot of people coming to visit and pay New Year's greetings, especially the two elders of the Han family who had resumed their work and reputation. These two were well-known old leaders. It was rare for them to come to the military region, and everyone wanted to take this opportunity to show themselves in front of them, so waves of guests arrived, and the living room was very lively.
Grandma Han led her children and daughters-in-law to receive guests outside, while Yun Huaying and her twin sisters were busy preparing lunch in the kitchen.
"Pretty auntie."
Tiaotiao, wearing new clothes, ran to the kitchen, jumping and skipping, and went straight to Yun Huaying as soon as he rushed in.
"Tiaotiao, Happy New Year." Yun Huaying really likes this clever and smart child.
"Happy New Year, Auntie."
Han Zheng squatted by the stove, preparing shrimps, and looked at him with a smile: "Zhao Hui, didn't you see me?"
"Uncle Zheng, Happy New Year."
Tiaotiao, still holding the candy in her hand, pounced on his back and stuffed the peeled candy into his mouth. "Uncle Zheng, here's some candy. It's the soft candy my uncle bought for me."
"You like eating candies at such a young age, do you also like to eat soft rice?" Han Zheng teased him.
Yun Huaying chuckled and did not join in the conversation.
"I don't eat free rice."
Tiaotiao was young but very smart. He knew what it meant to be a gigolo and even turned the tables on him: "Uncle Zheng, are you a gigolo?"
"When did you see me living off others?" Han Zheng asked him back.
"I didn't see it, but I have a feeling you're a gigolo."
"Haha..." Han Ting and Han Fei burst into laughter.
Mrs. Zhao, who had just walked to the kitchen door, couldn't help laughing, "You little idiot, what do you know?"
"Auntie, Happy New Year."
All the younger generations in the kitchen stopped what they were doing and greeted each other.
"Happy New Year."
Mrs. Zhao saw the four of them busy. Yun Huaying was cooking lunch. The dishes in the steamer beside her were all delicious. The presentation was particularly exquisite. Just looking at them was very appetizing. She said with a smile, "I heard Suyao say that Huaying's cooking skills are great. She can make ordinary home-cooked dishes look like flowers. Now it seems that she was not boastful at all. This dish is really beautiful and smells so delicious."
Tiaotiao was short and couldn't see the food in the steamer, so he rushed to his grandmother and said, "Grandma, pick me up and let me see."
"You can take a look, but don't drool into the pot." Mrs. Zhao said as she picked up her precious grandson.
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