Chapter 415: Mom and Dad, help me, Brother, help me
Wenjiu saw that he looked very lonely, and remembered that he had a red envelope in his pocket, so he reached out and took one out and handed it to him.
"Happy New Year."
Qiu Hai was a little bit unbelieving. He stared at the red envelope for a long time before asking, "For me?"
"What else?"
Wen Jiu raised his eyebrows and chuckled, "Look around me, is there anyone else?"
The flying snowflakes fell on her brows and also on Qiu Hai's heart. His heart beat fast as he looked at the warm wine with a gentle smile, as if it was heated by a fire.
"thank you."
Qiu Hai thanked him with a smile, and his usually gloomy eyes showed a rare smile.
Especially dazzling.
Wen Jiu was also very happy. "You're welcome. Just walk around outside and come home quickly! If you want to see Aunt Zhao, go anytime. Before the Chinese New Year, I told your sister Rongrong that if you have something you want to give to Aunt Zhao when I'm not around, just give it to her and she will help you bring it to Aunt Zhao."
Qiu Hai was filled with gratitude, and was just wondering how to express it when he suddenly saw a man selling candied haws walking by, carrying some. Thinking that girls love to eat them, he quickly said, "Wait for me here."
Having said this, he went after Tanghulu.
Wenjiu stood there, confused.
The snow fell heavier and heavier, like goose feathers, falling from the sky in large quantities, feeling icy and cold on my face.
It is said that auspicious snow indicates a good harvest.
This should be a good sign, right?
He warmed the wine, rubbed his hands, looked up, and prayed silently that everything would go well for Lu Beiye and that he could complete his mission and return home soon.
She waited for nearly twenty minutes, but Qiu Hai never came back.
Seeing that the snow was getting heavier and the show was almost over, Chu Xiuli was getting ready to go home, but she found that Wenjiu was not there.
"Tianzong, where's Ajiu?"
"Where did this girl go again?"
Xie Tianzong raised his hand and pointed to the stage downstairs. Chu Xiuli was helpless, "This girl, she has to go somewhere else to join in the fun instead of sitting in a good seat."
"Let's hurry back!"
If you don't leave now, it will be difficult to leave later.
Qiu Hai limped back with difficulty, but before he got close, he saw Wen Jiu holding Chu Xiuli's shoulders and walking away, talking and laughing.
He stopped where he was.
He took out the candied haws that he had carefully protected in his arms, looked at the back of the man who was drinking the wine, and took a bite.
Um.
It’s sweet…
When Wen Jiu and Chu Xiuli returned home, Old Mrs. Chu was making dumplings with her family. They were all men, three from the Wen family, three from the Zheng family, and two from the Zhou family, Chu Yanqing's husband's family.
Chu Zhuru had already left, and Zheng Zhongzhou was still quite talkative, so the atmosphere among this group of men making dumplings was, to be fair, pretty good.
Except for the idiot Wen Jinyan and Zheng Zhongzhou's two sons who were wrapped horribly, everyone else looked pretty good.
This is a must-have item for the New Year's Eve celebration and must be cooked and eaten on the morning of the first day of the New Year.
In previous years, the family chef always made it, but this year the old lady had a sudden idea.
When Wen Jinyan saw Chu Xiuli coming back, he felt like he had seen a savior. He quickly stood up and gave his seat to her.
"Mom, sit here with me."
"I need to go to the bathroom."
After he finished speaking, he ran away in a flash.
Zheng Zhongzhou's two children followed suit and ran after Wen Jinyan.
This monkey...
Chu Xiuli shook her head helplessly, took the warm wine and Chu Yanqing to wash their hands, and came back to join the army of making dumplings.
When Wen Jinyan came back from using the toilet and saw the dumplings wrapped in wine, she felt a little regretful that she had run away. Didn’t this have a back cushion?
He patted Wenjiu's shoulder and said, "Sister, are you sure the dumplings you made are edible?"
Each one was either grinning or had stuffing exposed, and the disastrous state could be seen before they were even put into the pot.
Wenjiu blushed a little. She really had no talent for cooking. The dumplings made by a group of tough guys were more beautiful and firm than hers.
But she still insisted: "They are all made of flour, so why can't we eat them?"
If you can’t eat dumplings, can’t you just drink noodle soup?
Zhou Muchu groaned, "Cousin, your wrappings are uglier than the mud I made. Grandma, please don't give the silver dollars to my cousin! Her wrappings are torn and people will see it."
"It's not all about luck!"
"It depends on whether your eyes are working properly!"
Wen Jiu pulled Zhou Muchu over with a red face and clamped his legs together to prevent him from moving. Then he reached out and kneaded the little fat boy's face, making him scream.
"Mom and Dad, help me. Brother, help me."
"Someone come and save me!"
"My cousin is going to rip my face off."
Wen Jiu was very proud. "You can scream! No one will come to save you even if you scream your throat out. Just be obedient, brother!"
Tsk tsk!
Don’t mention it.
This little chubby face feels so comfortable to pinch. No wonder Lu Beiye likes to pinch her face.
Everyone in the family just smiled and said nothing, watching the two siblings making a fuss.
After twelve o'clock, after wrapping the dumplings, everyone washed up and went to bed. Wen Jiu and Chu Xiuli, mother and daughter, took Chu Yanqing to sleep with the old lady on her big bed, which made the old lady very happy.
"Is there no bed for you guys to sleep in? Why are you all crowding in here?"
"That's different!"
Wen Jiu smiled and hugged the old lady's neck and rested his head on her shoulder. "The bed here is more expensive."
"Sleep soundly and have sweet dreams!"
"Then you move back home tomorrow." The old lady casually gave her the luxurious big bed.
"Then grandma, will you come home with me? I can't sleep well without you in my bed!"
"Hahaha... you little girl, the more you talk, the better you are at making people happy. If you want to sleep with grandma, go wash up quickly. Otherwise, when your mom and your aunt get close to grandma, don't yell at them to move for you."
The older I get, the more I like children. I am happy to see a lively and lively house.
"Okay, grandma, I'll go right away."
After taking a bath, Wenjiu immediately rolled into the old lady's arms and found a place to lie down. Chu Xiuli said helplessly: "Ajiu, don't rest your head on your grandma's arm."
The old lady is old. What would happen if I let her sleep with me for one night?
Will you be able to lift your arms tomorrow morning?
Wenjiu was about to move after hearing this, but the old lady held her back and said, "It's okay, wait until you fall asleep before moving."
"Just get used to her!"
Chu Xiuli shook her head and went to bed to sleep next to Wen Jiu, while Chu Yanqing slept on the other side of the old lady.
I warmed the wine, looked at the kind old lady, then turned back to look at Chu Xiuli's gentle face, and felt a special sense of fulfillment in my heart.
I feel particularly happy.
The four of them, grandmother-in-law and grandson, had endless things to talk about and they chattered for more than two hours. If Chu Xiuli hadn't reminded them that they had to get up early the next morning, they would have probably talked until dawn.
On the first morning of the New Year, you have to get up before dawn, and you can't let anyone wake you up.
You have to get up on your own.
Chu Xiuli specifically reminded Wenjiu of this before going to bed. Although Wenjiu didn't understand why, he kept it in mind.
In the morning, when Chu Xiuli and the others got up, she would quickly get up with them.
The sound of firecrackers could be heard everywhere. I couldn't tell if they were set off by Zhou Muchu and his friends for fun, or by other people just getting ready for breakfast.
Fireworks should also be set off before breakfast.
It means this year will be prosperous and smooth.
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