"Did you not buy soy sauce?"
Aunt Wang nodded confidently, "Yes, I forgot to buy it."
"Okay, wait."
Zhou Xiang went into the kitchen, took out two bottles of soy sauce, and handed them to her, "Auntie, here are two bottles! Take them back and eat them slowly. It's not appropriate to return them after the fifteenth day of the first lunar month. It's not appropriate to do so during the Chinese New Year."
Aunt Wang only took one bottle, filled her own bowl, and put down the soy sauce bottle. "I'll just borrow one bowl. I'll return it on the 16th day of the first lunar month!"
Zhou Yu was stunned. "What does she mean?"
"Her family doesn't lack anything. She just used the excuse of borrowing something to wander around."
“Problem!”
"That's about right!"
On New Year's Eve, Zhou wanted to ask his brother-in-law to invite Wu Haotian and the others to celebrate the New Year, but Zhu Hang disagreed. "No, they're too noisy. It's nice to celebrate the New Year in the new house. We bought a lot of New Year's goods and firecrackers. Let them have some fun over there!"
This year on New Year's Eve, Zhou's father took charge of the cooking and prepared more than twenty dishes.
Six cold dishes, eight stir-fried dishes, six roasted dishes, two mixed dishes and two soups.
Zhou Xiang sighed as he ate, "Why don't humans have two stomachs like cows?"
Zhou Yu just felt sick, "I don't want to ruminate."
"There's something wrong with your thinking. I was talking about quantity, but you insisted on thinking in a different way. Come back to your original idea and don't teach your nephew bad things."
Zhou Yu quickly leaned towards her husband and said, "Back."
Zhu Hang quickly hugged her and said, "Don't be naughty, sit tight."
Zhou Xiang howled, "I want to regurgitate my cud."
Mother Zhou patted her and said, "Okay, stop making trouble and eat your meal."
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