Mo Jingfei picked up the remote control from the coffee table and turned on the TV.
The Spring Festival Gala has already started airing, and the same familiar hosts are still on stage.
"I have to say, CCTV hosts are both beautiful and elegant. They're so pleasant to look at," Mo Jingfei said while cracking sunflower seeds.
"Yes, especially the one on the right. He is very learned and talented. His words are beautiful, like dewdrops in the morning light, clear and transparent."
"Sister-in-law, you think so too? Of all the hosts, she's my favorite. But I heard this is her last time hosting the Spring Festival Gala, which is a bit of a pity," Mo Jingfei said with a hint of regret.
"All good things must come to an end, and we should respect her choice."
"Sister-in-law, what you said makes sense, but I still can't bear to part with her. After all, she's hosted the Spring Festival Gala for so many years."
Forget about that. Let's watch the Spring Festival Gala.
The family sat on the sofa watching TV, with An's mother naturally beside them.
"It's almost time. I'll go to the kitchen to see how the dumplings are coming along," Gu Wanting said, getting up and heading to the kitchen.
"Mom, I'll go with you."
An Yiruo also stood up and left with her mother-in-law, arm in arm.
The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law went to the kitchen, where the dough and dumpling filling were already prepared.
"An'an, should we put a coin in the dumpling? It'll bring good luck," Gu Wanting suggested from the side.
"Okay. But is Grandma's tooth okay? Won't it get hurt by the coin?"
"It's alright, your grandma is always the first to ask for coins in previous years."
"In that case, I'll go look for some coins."
An Yiruo walked out of the kitchen, searched around, and finally found two coins after a lot of effort.
"Mom, I only found two," An Yiruo said, holding up the two coins in her hand with a slightly wry smile.
"Two are just right. Let's soak them for a bit, then I'll ask Jingfei if she wants to help make dumplings."
The dumplings for dinner were supposed to be made by the aunt, but Gu Wanting and Madam Mo let them go home to celebrate the New Year with their families because it was New Year's Day.
So, tonight's dumplings will have to be made by everyone working together.
"Feifei, do you want to make dumplings?" An Yiruo walked up to Mo Jingfei and asked her softly.
"Shall we make dumplings? I love that! Let's go, let's go!"
Before the two had left, Aunt Wang Yuan and Mother An got up and went to the kitchen with them.
Based on the principle that many hands make light work, everyone chatted and laughed, and all the dumplings were wrapped.
However, the most ordinary-looking ones are naturally the work of An Yiruo and Mo Jingfei.
However, compared to Mo Jingfei, An Yiruo's performance was still passable.
Once the dumplings are wrapped, they are put into the pot. As the steam rises, the dumplings inside the pot resemble pearls, and an enticing aroma fills the entire kitchen.
Plates of steaming dumplings were served, along with various condiments neatly arranged on the side.
"Time to eat dumplings," Mo Jingfei said, just as the New Year's bells rang and the TV presenter was counting down.
"You've worked hard. The first dumpling is for my wife." Mo Jingchen picked up a dumpling and put it into An Yiruo's bowl.
"Everyone contributed. I just helped out in a small way."
An Yiruo felt a little embarrassed facing a table full of elders.
"An'an, we're happy that Jingchen dotes on you," Gu Wanting said with a smile, without a trace of jealousy or unhappiness on her face.
"Mom is pampered by Dad. She doesn't need me at all."
"You brat, you've learned to make fun of your dad now," Mo Zhiyuan glared at Mo Jingchen.
"I'm not wrong. Whoever's wife it is, they should spoil her." As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Jingchen put another dumpling on An Yiruo's plate.
Coincidentally, both dumplings that An Yiruo ate contained coins.
"Sorry, I managed to eat both coins tonight."
"Sister-in-law, why didn't you leave me one? I haven't had dumplings with coins in them for years," Mo Jingfei said, slightly disappointed.
"Or, I can make you another one tomorrow?"
Before Mo Jingfei could say anything, Mo Jingchen refused first.
"No, if she wants to eat it, she can wrap it herself."
"Big brother!"
"No means no." Mo Jingchen's mind was completely focused on An Yiruo, so he naturally wouldn't agree to let his wife go through the trouble of making dumplings for her.
"Grandma, my eldest brother is biased."
"If you're so capable, find yourself a boyfriend who will cherish you," Mo Jingchen said again.
"Hmph, I don't want to fall into the trap of love so early."
Knowing there were no more coins in the dumplings, Mo Jingfei ate a few and then got up to leave.
It was already midnight, and because of her age, Grandma Mo couldn't eat much. Eating too much would upset her stomach.
Everyone ate a little something and then went back to their rooms to rest.
An's mother was put in a guest room, and An Yiruo was led back to her room by Mo Jingchen.
After taking a shower, Mo Jingchen put his arm around An Yiruo and leaned against the headboard: "Wife, this is the first New Year we've spent together. In the future, we'll spend many more New Years together."
"Yes, we'll spend every year together from now on."
"Wife, shouldn't we give you today's reward?" Mo Jingchen's hand was already roaming restlessly over An Yiruo's body.
"No, there's...not...that here."
An Yiruo held onto Mo Jingchen's uneasy breakup, which was a form of rejection.
“Yes,” Mo Jingchen said, opening a drawer to reveal rows of small boxes inside.
Looking at the box, An Yiruo instantly realized what it was and couldn't help but blush.
"When...when did you prepare this?"
"It was probably prepared by the servants, I'm not really sure."
"I didn't expect the servants of the Mo family to be so considerate," An Yiruo said, slightly embarrassed.
The servants prepared these; if they use even a few, it'll all be discovered, and that would be too embarrassing.
“Then…now…I can…”, Mo Jingchen rolled over and kissed An Yiruo’s lips.
Oh well, so what if they found out? What's there for a decent married couple to be afraid of?
An Yiruo wrapped her arms around Mo Jingchen's neck in response...
The next morning, An Yiruo was awakened by Mo Jingchen's kiss.
"Stop fooling around."
"Get up, you lazybones. We still need to wish Grandma a Happy New Year today."
Yes, today is the first day of the Lunar New Year. According to the traditions of our ancestors, the younger generation should pay New Year's greetings to their elders.
An Yiruo struggled to open her eyes, rubbed them, and looked at Mo Jingchen: "Okay, I'll get up right away."
"Before you get out of bed, your husband will give you a surprise."
After saying that, Mo Jingchen took out a large red envelope from behind his back.
"Did my husband give me a red envelope? I'm not a child anymore."
Despite saying that, it's clear that An Yiruo was very happy to receive the red envelope, with a smile on her face.
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