"You're back? Why didn't Xiao Shen come with you?"
Xia Wenxi and Lin Shen stayed in the car for almost an hour. After that, Xia Wenxi received a message from her mother saying it was time for lunch.
So she went home again with the red envelope and the New Year's gifts Lin Shen had brought for her family.
As soon as you enter, you follow the aroma to the restaurant.
"He had something to do and couldn't come to dinner. But he brought gifts for everyone, which I left outside."
After Xia Wenxi finished speaking, she washed her hands and sat down at the dining table.
"Me too?" Xia Wensheng nodded. "Lin Shen is quite good at handling things."
"Xiao Shen, you're too kind. I forgot about the red envelopes that your dad and I prepared for you to give to Xiao Shen when you went out.
Xia Wenxi smiled at her mother and comforted her, "It's okay, we can bring him next time we meet. We see each other often anyway."
Logically speaking, Lunar New Year's Eve should be a very busy day, as preparing the New Year's Eve dinner alone takes a lot of time.
However, they don't have to lift a finger at home now, and Aunt Li even makes the New Year's Eve dinner.
Aunt Li raised her children alone. Now that they're all married, she doesn't want to join in the fun and feels more comfortable staying at the Xia family's house.
Ke Shurong was worried that she wouldn't be able to manage on her own while the other maids were on leave, so she wanted to help her out, but Aunt Li refused.
It wasn't that she was embarrassed to let her employer do it; Aunt Li had lived in the Xia family for many years and naturally knew that the lady genuinely wanted to help.
"I've been cooking for most of my life, and I can easily whip up a New Year's Eve dinner. Just wait and enjoy your meal!"
Ke Shurong understood what Aunt Li meant. She was alone in the kitchen, handling everything by herself. If another person came out, things might not be so easy.
However, to make the family feel involved, Aunt Li brought out the rolled-out dumpling wrappers and the prepared filling, and let the four of them make dumplings together.
Even Xia Wensheng, who never cooks, got interested in the activity and was the first to run to wash his hands.
Ke Shurong also asked him and Xia Wenxi, "Neither Da Bao nor Xiao Bao knows how to make dumplings, right?"
Xia Wenxi used to know how, but now she has no reason to know, so she learns with Xia Wensheng.
However, because of the unconscious air of "knowing how" she exclaimed, Ke Shurong exclaimed something like, "My daughter is a genius at making dumplings."
Xia Wenxi accepted it without any psychological burden, and also took the opportunity to put Xia Wensheng down.
When the dumpling-making process was halfway through, "in an orderly yet somewhat chaotic" manner, Ke Shurong suddenly slapped her forehead.
He said with annoyance, "How could I forget about that! I'll wrap the other half later."
The three obediently stopped what they were doing, but still didn't understand what they had forgotten.
"I'm going to wash a few coins and put them in. Let's see who gets to eat them tonight."
After saying that, he left in a hurry and returned ten minutes later. After sitting down, he began to lament to his children that his memory was really bad, and he could forget such an important thing.
“That day, your dad and I were reminiscing about what happened before, and we realized that neither of us could remember clearly, even though it hadn’t been long.”
Ke Shurong shook her head as she spoke, "You can't deny that you're getting old."
"Really? Then why are you arguing with my dad about first love? You two remember it quite clearly, don't you?"
Xia Wenxi paused in her dumpling-making...
It sounds like a bomb exploded inside the house...
Hehehe, that's strange. It's not even dark yet, why are they setting off firecrackers?
Xia Hengyuan glared at his son, but it was too late to say anything.
Ke Shurong snorted coldly, "Ask your dad, he remembers it best."
To ensure everyone could enjoy making dumplings, Xia Wenxi used her classic four-character motto.
"Forget it, Mom, it's Chinese New Year."
Then, glancing over, she saw the dumplings Xia Wensheng had made and quickly changed the subject.
"Mom, I think Xia Wensheng should be stripped of his right to put coins in dumplings. His dumplings are so ugly, what's the difference between that and making a mark!"
Xia, hearing this, sheepishly withdrew his hand from the coin he was about to take, neither daring to be angry nor daring to speak out.
Fine, he admitted it today!
As Xia Hengyuan's "son," it was his duty to prevent his father from being scolded on New Year's Eve.
Sure enough, Ko Shu-jung's attention was immediately diverted.
"Xiao Bao is right! I think Da Bao's dumplings will have to be cooked in a separate pot later, otherwise all of our dumplings will turn into noodle soup."
Seeing his wife already commenting on the dumplings their son had made, Xia Hengyuan secretly gave his daughter a thumbs up.
"Dad will give you double the red envelopes later!"
"Thank you, Dad!"
The family chatted and laughed, and by the end, the dumpling wrappers were so dry that they had to be glued back together with water.
After washing her hands, Xia Wenxi took a picture of the dumplings she made and sent it to Lin Shen.
I'm sending you a plate of dumplings I made remotely.
Lin Shen's reply came very quickly.
[It looks great; it would be even better if it weren't for remote delivery.]
Xia Wenxi couldn't help but laugh when she saw the reply, and then asked him what he was doing right now.
Lin Shen looked up from the screen and saw Lin Junying sitting opposite him, looking trembling as if he had thorns growing on his buttocks.
He moved his fingers and typed a line of text on the keyboard.
[Talking with the younger generation in the family.]
"Uncle... I will never... dare to do it again."
Lin Junying was so startled by his uncle's smile that he stammered out his words.
If Xia Wenxi saw this scene, she would be very surprised.
Lin Junying was incredibly arrogant in front of her back then!
Lin Zhan saw from afar that his unfortunate son was pulling his wife further away from his younger brother.
Out of sight, out of mind. Fortunately, he and his wife are both in good health. If it doesn't work out, they can have another one.
In fact, Lin Shen didn't even have time to say anything before Lin Junying was already terrified.
He really wanted to go back to more than half a year ago and slap the person who spoke rudely to Xia Wenxi in the school auditorium to death.
"Uncle, I will respect my aunt as much as I respect you from now on!"
Lin Shen looked back at his face, then slowly looked away.
It's so ugly it's an eyesore. I need to remind my second brother to check if they were switched at birth.
"Don't appear in front of her unless absolutely necessary."
Lin Junying breathed a sigh of relief, "I promise, Uncle, Aunt will never show up in my life again!"
He couldn't be happier!
But the story is far from over.
Lin Shen decided Lin Junying's future in just a few words, and even frowned and criticized him:
"Your dad lives off his parents, so you live off your parents too? Your dad can live off his dad, but can you live off your dad?"
Lin Junying was self-aware enough not to be angry at Lin Shen's words, and simply said, "I'll just eat what my dad left over, that's enough."
"But your dad isn't going to leave you any."
Upon hearing this, Lin Junying felt as if the sky had fallen. He straightened up and looked for his father, but to no avail.
He felt betrayed!
He suddenly became listless and dispirited.
"So, what are you planning to have me do, Uncle? My dad said last time that I don't need to work hard blindly!"
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