"Eat." Yan Feng stood up, dusted himself off, and walked in as if nothing had happened.
At lunch time, Liu Xue came over with Bai Shu.
Xie Wenwu not only prepared a table of food, but also baked a big cake. Yan Feng tasted it and was amazed. He looked at Xie Wenwu and praised him, "I will come again next year, and you can make this again then."
Xie Feng said, "He won't come next year, so you shouldn't come either."
Just as Xie Wenwu was about to speak, Xie Yu stepped on his foot and he immediately fell silent.
Yan Feng looked at Xie Feng and snorted, "Whether there is cake or not, I will come!"
"Oh, then you try and see if you can come." Xie Feng's eyes were cold.
Song Yuehua glanced at the two of them and said, "It's not a big deal to want to eat cake. I'll write down the recipe for you later. But it's quite troublesome to make. Damao's hands may not be strong enough. Yanfeng saw that you wanted to eat it, so he helped Damao."
"You seem to care about Damao quite a lot." Yan Feng said sourly.
Da Mao, "..."
After dinner, Yan Fengjian specifically told him before leaving, "Don't secretly marry someone else before you turn 30."
Song Yuehua, "..."
After Yan Fengjian left, Xie Feng also left with Xiaoyu and Xie Wenwu.
After cleaning the house in the afternoon, we can celebrate the New Year in the evening. This year, we will still cook dumplings for New Year’s Eve.
Gao Wazi went to Zhang's house to celebrate the New Year, while Nie Nie and Zhang Dandan went to Song's house to celebrate the New Year.
The women in the compound prepared a table of food and gathered together to celebrate New Year's Eve.
Several children were burning bamboo in the yard, making crackling sounds. Granny Wang was holding a large basin, stirring stuffing while sticking her head out and shouting to the kids to be careful and not get hurt.
Madam Xia and Madam Nie were making dumplings together, chatting and laughing as they did so.
Xiaoyu was cooking dumplings there, and Zhang Dandan served bowls to everyone. When he walked to the dumpling table, he specially fed one to Madam Nie.
Madam Xia joked, "Even my own son is not so filial."
Madam Nie said lovingly while wrapping dumplings, "He's a good boy. After the New Year, I want to take him in as my godson."
"This is a good thing!" Madam Xia thought this was a good idea and talked about it with Madam Nie.
The dumplings were almost cooked, and Bai Shu called the children in to eat. The dumplings were steaming hot, and the soup was still a little hot when they bit into them. Song Yuehua asked them to blow on them before eating.
Liu Xiaomian and Liu Shitou were still patient. Dabao blew on the dumpling twice and put it into his mouth. It burned his mouth but he was reluctant to spit it out. Song Yuehua directly dug the dumpling out of his mouth.
Xiaobao couldn't eat any more after eating a bowl of dumplings.
Liu Xue was cooking sweet water on the side and asked her if she wanted to drink the sweet water. Xiao Bao quickly nodded and said yes, and everyone laughed.
Song Yuehua ate three bowls and stopped, planning to save some space for the sweet soup later.
Duan Yidao quietly asked Song Yuehua whether Zhu Yanli had sent back a letter.
"No."
Duan Yidao turned around, picked up the wine and started drinking with Master Yi.
Master Yi finally got a day off after a year, and he sat there eating dumplings while giving riddles. Bai Shu and Zhang Dandan answered a few correctly, Madam Xia answered a few correctly, and Song Yuehua thought that with her knowledge from two lifetimes she would be able to answer a few correctly, but in the end she didn't get any right.
Liu Xue comforted her, "Master, I can't guess it either."
Song Yuehua was not comforted.
What was unexpected was that Xiaobao also guessed a few.
Song Yuehua happily hugged Xiaobao and said, "Our Xiaobao must be a genius."
"Sister, what about me?"
Dabao pointed at himself and asked.
Song Yuehua thought for a moment and said, "Dabao will be happy every day in the future."
"Great!" Dabao was very happy.
After eating and drinking, Bai Shu, Zhang Dandan, Liu Shitou and Dabao went to the yard to play with bamboo. The sounds of children playing, firecrackers crackling, and the fragrance of fruits filled the nose. It seemed as if another year had passed.
Song Yuehua quietly made a wish, hoping that the next year would be good weather and good harvest.
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