Chapter 413 New Year's Eve
Time flies, and it's New Year's Eve. The air in the residential compound is filled with the aroma of dumplings and rice wafting from each household. In the courtyard, children dressed in new clothes play with firecrackers and other fireworks in small groups.
Cen Yan got up early and hung up red lanterns; the couplets were pasted up by Qi Jingchuan before he left.
She placed several charcoal braziers in every corner of the room, making it warm and cozy as soon as you entered.
We prepared a lot of New Year's goods at home, and since Leng Feng was also coming to celebrate the New Year with us, we prepared even more.
Su Xianhua started working in the afternoon, making two kinds of dumplings: one with three kinds of filling and the other with mutton and cabbage. She also stir-fried two of her signature dishes.
Braised pork belly and a plate of cold jellyfish salad.
Despite her age, she was full of energy. However, when she heard the door open, the knife in her hand paused for a moment, and her eyes drifted towards Qi Jingchuan.
"Grandpa and Grandma, Happy New Year's Eve!" As soon as Leng Feng entered the door, he went into the kitchen and clung to Su Xianhua like a child, acting spoiled.
Su Xianhua also treated Leng Feng like his own grandson, saying, "Happy New Year's Eve! You're not getting any younger, and you're not bringing your wife home again this year. When are you planning to start worrying about this?"
"Uh?" Leng Feng chuckled awkwardly. "Grandma, let's not talk about such unpleasant things today. I'll help you make dumplings. Heh! Lamb dumplings, this is really generous with the filling. I haven't had lamb in a long time."
"Yanyan asked someone to prepare this, and it took a lot of effort. She said she'd be having hot pot tonight, but I noticed there weren't many vegetables, so I just made some dumplings, and also your favorite braised pork, and this and this, cold jellyfish salad, from the seafood you brought back, it smells so good."
Cen Yan had prepared all the other ingredients early in the morning, and even the hot pot base was stir-fried last night. She kept pouring the beef tallow and other seasonings into the pot, which made Cen Yan feel sorry for her.
Leng Feng clapped his hands. "Then I'm really lucky! Jingchuan, you've married a good wife!"
Qi Jingchuan, who was helping to set the table and arrange the ingredients, paused for a moment. As always, he was taciturn, but the corners of his mouth showed a clear upward curve.
Cen Yan smiled and nudged his arm. "Grandma prepared the hot water a long time ago. You and Leng Feng can go eat Xi'an first, then come over for dinner."
"Okay." Qi Jingchuan obeyed, went inside to get his clothes and went into the bathroom. Seeing this, Leng Feng also quickly grabbed his clothes and water and went in.
In the military, showering together was a common occurrence. Qi Jingchuan wasn't shy at all, but Cen Yan found it strange that two grown men could squeeze into such a small space...
Before she could think any further, Qi Jingchuan came out, wearing the new clothes Cen Yan had prepared for him: a turtleneck sweater, a black down jacket, black suit pants, and a pair of British-style leather shoes. Qi Jingchuan looked like a model in a foreign newspaper, very stylish.
Before the meal, Su Xianhua and Zhao Gongqin sat in the main seats, and as the elders, they said a few words first.
She held a cup of warm rice wine, took a sip with a smile, and said, "This is the first New Year's Eve you two have spent together, so this first cup of wine is for you two. I wish you a smooth and happy year ahead, and I also wish our family will soon have... a new addition to the family."
Su Xianhua emphasized the last four words, and his eyes swept over Qi Jingchuan's face, his gaze meaningful, as if he were giving some kind of instruction.
Qi Jingchuan paused, his hand, which was about to pick up some food, and his brows furrowed almost imperceptibly.
He's not stupid. Ever since he came back, his grandmother's eyes have been intentionally or unintentionally fixed on him.
Even my maternal grandfather, under the guise of reading the newspaper, was actually eyeing his...lower body.
He didn't believe it when I said there was nothing strange about it.
Qi Jingchuan was not one to stand on ceremony, and this unusual situation immediately put him on guard, his voice low and menacing.
"Thank you for your blessings, Grandma. In the new year, I wish you both good health and less to worry about."
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