
The topic of Lunar New Year immediately aroused the interest of children.
Xi Ya did not want to lose, her family also made money this year, "My grandmother also said that this year's new year's night, not only must eat and drink good, but also, my family also had bacon and sausages this year!"
“My family wants to make rice cakes, fry sugar rings, and mash glutinous rice cakes!”
"My grandmother would make rice ball candy. It tastes good when bitten, and can be soaked in water to drink!"
The children rushed to speak first.
In previous years, my family was poor, and during the Lunar New Year, at most I could only eat a small amount of meat.
The whole family boiled the chicken and kept it for three or four days.
Or make a bowl of pork stewed taro to satisfy the children.
Weigh three or four taels or half a catties of hard candy in supplier and marketing cooperatives, and put two or three into the pockets of children every day for a year.
In the memory of children, this has become the happiest thing.
After he finished speaking, his friends looked at Qiqi who had been silent all along, wondering, "Qiqi, how did you spend the Lunar New Year?"
Qiqi's small face was slightly dazed, and the light in her big eyes dimmed slightly at night.
He shook his head and said softly, "I don't know, I've never celebrated the New Year before."
Friends were silent for a moment.
Qi Qi lowered his head, and clenched his little finger agitatedly.
She lies.
He celebrated the Lunar New Year.
The Tian family also celebrated the New Year, but they could not eat delicious Qiqi.
He had never eaten fried fish, and he had no idea what boiled pork tasted like.
Grandma Tian's family finished eating, and while she was washing the dishes, she secretly licked the sauce left in the meat bowl.
The weather is cold during Chinese New Year, the sauce in the bowl is oily, very oily and salty when licked, in contrast to the aroma that smells when warm.
The little egg man folded his arms and floated beside the baby's face, frowning until he could tie the knot, "What's so sad? Chinese New Year is a family reunion festival. That's because your year wasn't fun." Tian House. Otherwise, you're the first happy year of your life spent in an animal enclosure, do you think about it later?"
"..."
After a while, Qiqi's eyes faded, and her small mouth smirked.
He said firmly to the worried and depressed little friends around him, "But I will be able to celebrate the New Year well this year, and I will celebrate the New Year with my parents, grandfather, mother-in-law, and uncle. It must be very, very lively and very, very happy!"
Baby smiled, and the early winter night seemed to be getting warmer.
“Eggy, I can spend the Lunar New Year with you this year, Qi Qi is also very happy!”
The little egg man pursed his lips, and the corners of his lips curved without a sound, "Licklet."
It was a pity that Qiqi did not hear her grievance, Qiqi was already surrounded by her friends.
This one says I'll bring you rice crackers for Chinese New Year, that one says I'll bring you rice crackers, and Goudan even made the decision to send Qiqi a bowl of his home-cooked meat during the Lunar New Year!
In front of the main hall door, the curly yellow-haired youth leaned against the wall with his hands in his pockets, silently watching this scene.
Turning his face away with a final sneer, he was able to smile so happily even though he had suffered so much.
I was young and had no long memories.
I didn't like to complain in my heart, but after a while, I could only look at the baby, and raise the corner of my mouth.
The repression and dissatisfaction that had accumulated in my heart over the years, layers of aversion and anger, began to fade unnoticed.
At least there are still cheap parents and brothers.
Although it was not to his liking, but he would do it... Uhuk, that's still good.
Watching it in the corner would feel lively, but out of boredom, Yanxi returned to the main room and moved to the side of Zhang Xifeng who was watching TV, "Mother-in-law, she said, do you have anything good to eat during a Chinese event?" New Year?"
“Of course it should be fixed.” Zhang Xifeng did not think about it, and smiled, "Qiqi is celebrating the New Year at home for the first time, so I have to make her baby happy. New Year must be like Chinese New Year."
My family used to be poor, and she was alone, so she could make ends meet.
This year, he would definitely not be able to make ends meet, he was afraid that his little Qiqi would not eat enough.
The young people became excited and repeatedly asked, "Are you making rice cakes? Sugar ring fritters? Making rice flower candy? How about pounding a glutinous cake?"
"Hey, why does it sound like you're more greedy than Qiqi? The year hasn't come yet, so you've asked me all the good food?" Zhang Xifeng looked at the young man, holding a smile and teasing.
"I just asked." The young man felt uncomfortable, and his face flushed red.
Guang was huge, and his anger was still a child, Zhang Xifeng's heart softened, "Do it, make everything tasty! See what you want to eat and tell your mother-in-law, she'll make it for you!"
Yanxi coughed lightly, and left with a satisfied feeling.
Let the villagers laugh kindly in the main hall.
Chat themed Lunar, the atmosphere in the main room becomes more lively again.
…
at the same time.
The city center is the most prosperous in Huicheng, the top floor of Hongyu Restaurant.
Song Yueliang walked out of the private room while holding a recently signed and effective stock transfer contract.
His back was indifferent, and his steps were steady.
There was no unease about getting Song's shares.
Calm down as if he had just completed a task and earned the rewards he expected.
The contract he held at will, which seemed to be extremely worthless.
Song Chunsheng watched her leave before turning around, shaking her head and smiling at Qingjun's man across the street, "My daughter has the same temperament as when I was young, tough and stubborn. Too bad he misunderstood me too much. Refusing to return, otherwise, my family's business would have a more suitable heir."
Song Ziyu who was by his side almost broke his chopsticks upon hearing the sentence.
Even if he knew this for Fu Yanchi, he still felt very unhappy.
Song Ziyu lifted her head, her gaze sweeping across the face of the man opposite her, with mixed feelings and complicated thoughts.
As he studied, he saw Fu Yanchi was unsightly, as Fu Yanchi and Song Yueliang were very close.
So whenever he met, he always mocked and mocked her, and he often toyed with her in the back, asking people to do tricks against Fu Yanchi.
Unexpectedly, today, feng shui took turns, and he had to be at the side with a smiling face, with his father, to curry favor with Fu Yanchi.
That feeling is worse than swallowing a fly.
"Dong Song, I don't comment on your family affairs. My father had always been wise, and he would not make things difficult for the Song Ziyun family when it came to Song Ziyun. You can be sure." Qingjun's man's voice was like his own, and he spoke unhurriedly., his tone was clear, giving people the feeling of a gentle breeze and rain, "It's not morning yet, and the things to talk about are done, so I won't be staying any longer. Song Shao probably knew that I was not in good health, and was not fit to sit outside for long."
Regardless of attitude and etiquette, or forward and backward, the man was very good at it.
After speaking, he stood up, nodded to the father and son of the Song family as well as the attorneys present, then followed in Song Yueliang's footsteps to leave.
Song Chunsheng's eyes twinkled and he said, "Master Fu, I have a question, I don't know if I should ask it? I don't know what relationship you have with my daughter Yueliang..."
The man stopped, smiled to the side, and said in a clear tone, "The relationship I'm after."