I successfully got An Xin to say that although she didn't agree explicitly, at least she loved her son very much.
In that case, Mrs. Huo is satisfied.
"You're right, the children decide their own affairs. As elders, we can only give our blessings, hehe..."
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The Lin family is large. This year, the second branch of the Lin family, the An family, Huo Yichen and his mother, Mrs. Yin, etc., are all living in their home, so they have to make more dumplings.
Several ladies gathered together for an entire afternoon and made quite a few dumplings, probably several hundred.
In the evening, we all gathered together to eat, each person had a plate of dumplings with all kinds of fillings.
Mrs. Huo had never eaten such a meal before, but fortunately, she was not pretentious and quickly integrated into the atmosphere.
It was twelve o'clock in the evening, not a minute more or less. When the watch reached twelve o'clock, Lin Yuhua went to light the fireworks in the yard, and ran back quickly, covering her ears.
"Bang! Bang, bang, bang!"
The beautiful fireworks exploded in the dark night, so beautiful.
Mrs. Huo and Mrs. Yin looked up at the sky without blinking.
There were other people setting off firecrackers in Huaiwan Village, but they were nowhere near as beautiful as the Lin family's fireworks.
"Sister Yun, Sister Manqi, Happy New Year." An Xin smiled at the two of them.
"Happy New Year."
Huo Yicheng had bought a lot of firecrackers for children before, and Lin Qiang took several boxes with him to play with.
Lin Yin also looked up at the fireworks, and a hand appeared in front of her.
"for you."
Huo Yicheng handed her the thing in his hand, staring at her closely with his black eyes.
Lin Yin lowered her head and saw the burning fairy wand in his hand.
She reached out to take it, and looked at the fairy wand burning in her hand, smiling from ear to ear.
Mrs. Huo had never enjoyed her son's care and affection. Looking at the young couple standing together and smiling at each other, she felt sad and her words were also sour.
"There's an old saying that goes, a son forgets his mother once he gets married. I didn't believe it before, but now I do! He hasn't even gotten married yet, so he forgets his mother."
Huo Yicheng looked helpless: "Uncle Wang."
Uncle Wang quickly brought over the remaining fairy wands.
I gave Lin Yin two, and her mother must get double, otherwise she would be jealous.
He was very considerate and helped to light it, then handed it to Mrs. Huo.
"Be careful, don't touch it."
Mrs. Huo instantly felt that her raising of her son was not in vain, and she was very satisfied. She held the fairy wand like a little girl and showed off to Mrs. Yin, An Xin and Wang Feng.
"See? These are the fireworks my son lit for me!"
An Xin smiled helplessly and said "sourly" very cooperatively.
"Yes, yes, my son is abroad and can't light fireworks for me."
Mrs. Yin: "My son is a workaholic, just like my husband, and he's never lit fireworks for me himself. I'm so envious of you!"
Wang Feng: "I do have two sons. The older one is inconsiderate, and the younger one only cares about playing by himself. Your son is really good to you."
The three of them were "sour" together, and Mrs. Huo couldn't stop laughing.
"That's right, my Huo Yicheng is both smart and filial. I'm not lying, I can't find such a good son in my family even with a lantern!"
Lin Yin was amused and turned to look at Huo Yichen, who was smiling helplessly and dotingly.
Huo Yichen still cares about Mrs. Huo very much.
"Aunt Huo, have you ever seen fireworks?"
"No." He felt a little ashamed when he said that. "My dad used to be too busy to come home, and it was the same during Chinese New Year. My mom didn't have the heart to celebrate the holiday alone."
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