"Okay, OK, I admit defeat, sister-in-law, I admit defeat, stop taking pictures, I'm going to wash my hair again later. In this cold weather, washing my hair depends on courage..."

"..." He has never seen such a down-to-earth young lady before.

In the old house, Wen Chun is actually more embarrassed than Wen Qianqian. Although Wen Qianqian is just a side branch, she caught the old man's eyes and has always been holding the title of Miss Wen from childhood to adulthood. But what about him?

An unpopular illegitimate child is also the product of his father being plotted. Now that his father is gone, the old man comes back to him, just to leave a father for him. Even if he is the grandson of the old man, those outside call him the young master, they always sneer that is difficult to explain.

"Young Master, what are you thinking? The dumplings are not made like this. You will become empty pockets after cooking them."

"Sorry, I'm distracted just now. Sister-in-law will call me A Chun."

"Okay, look, little, Ah Chun is very careful. It's much better than the four-size you have made. Let me tell you later that these ugly guys have cooked them separately and given them to you for yourself."

Wen Qianqian is a young lady who is really not touching the spring water. She is not as good as Wen Chun in this regard. Looking at the dumplings she made, Zhu Fengfeng couldn't help but mock him ruthlessly.

"No, right? I'm so pitiful now, you still have to take revenge? Please give me this for the New Year?" He hugged himself tightly with heartache.

"Qianqian, come and see the little red envelopes. I make dumplings. I am a good person. There was a period of tension in the past. There was no servant at home. I did whatever I eat and drink by myself. When Ajing was a child, he liked to eat dumplings I made..."

Recalling those days when both kind and filial piety were both good, the old man rubbed his eyes and washed his hands and joined Zhu Fengfeng and Wen Chun.

Even if it was just a meal of dumplings, the whole family would be very lively. During the meal, the old man lost control several times and was comforted by Zhu Fengfeng and Wen Qianqian.

"Children, you young people go out to have fun, and the fireworks are all in the warehouse. Let Ajing Achun move and find an open space without anyone to play. Susu, don't forget to wear warm clothes..."

"Thank you, Grandpa, Happy New Year, good health and good luck."

"In the new year, I wish my grandfather good health and good luck." The three brothers and sisters quickly agreed and followed them to ask for red envelopes.

"Okay, okay, I'll be happy."

The old man returned to the room with a little red envelope that had already been heavy, leaving a few young people to go out to play.

"So beautiful, husband, happy new year."

This was their first Spring Festival after their marriage. Not far away, fireworks were shining brightly. Zhu Fengfeng suddenly asked the sky and borrowed courage. He held Wen Jing's face on tiptoe and kissed him heavily.

"Happy New Year, baby." In the light and dark rain of fireworks, Wen Jing's face was warm and warm.

"..." Can you still have fun playing?

"Brother Chun, let's stay away. It would be too embarrassing to be killed by dog ​​food on New Year's Eve." I'm so angry, and it's too difficult for her to keep smiling.

"Qianqian, this is your fault. The reason why your brother and I are so fucked is to stimulate you to go out and find your partner. Look, next time we go out together, you will be alone, so you will be embarrassed, right? Isn't it?"

"..." It makes sense, but I was speechless.

"Sister-in-law, have you ever heard a saying that behind every poor person who is strangled by dog ​​food, there must be a pair of crazy dog ​​food making friends. You two are, and you will never want to come out with you next time!"

"Yes." Wen Chun and Zhu Fengfeng were not very familiar with each other. In addition, due to their personality, they were not as lively as Wen Qianqian, but Yes, it proved his recognition well.

"I really don't go? I made an appointment with a beauty salon for nursing in the fourth day of the New Year. I originally wanted to take you to relax. Since you don't go, then..."

"Go and go, why not? I am a poor person now. I don't take advantage of the bastard."

"But your elder brother will send me over. Don't you go out with us? I originally thought that after the nursing, I would go to the house you have seen, and see if there is anything you need to buy, so I can prepare in advance..."

"..." The heartache, liver, lungs, and whole body hurt, but she couldn't speak. Who told her that she was owed her mouth just now?

"Okay, it's time to go back. I'll wake up early tomorrow. There are still a lot of people waiting to deal with it. I'll go to bed early tonight and come up."

"No, I'll walk back by myself. Tomorrow we will follow our grandfather to worship our ancestors?"

I almost forgot that the Wen family is also a big family, and I'm afraid I'll have to get up in the middle of the night tomorrow.

"I have added two people to my family this year. I will definitely go and have a sacrifice to my ancestors and put my son's name into the family tree."

"Okay." When Zhu Fengfeng thought about working hard and tiring for a day tomorrow, he was instantly exhausted and allowed Wen Jing to carry her back.

The Wen family’s ancestor worship was not as troublesome as the Su family in Nancheng, and Wen Jing couldn’t bear to work hard for her. It was not until she was about to set off that she got up and dressed up.

"It's over..." She couldn't sleep nervously last night. She fell asleep after one o'clock, and then she fell asleep until this time.

"It's okay, don't worry. Everything you need to prepare is ready, and my son is fed. You can pack it and set off before leaving. Don't worry."

"You said that you wouldn't wake me up early, and you'll be pointed at me later. The new wife was late for worshiping her ancestors in the first year. I'm really going to be popular..." I was in a state of no hope.

"Who dares to say it? Baby, have you forgotten that you are Mrs. Wen now and the mistress of the house. They can only lower their heads to please you. Who will cause trouble for you if you have a bad mind?"

"Look, you can do it. Even if you are the head of the family now, there are many elders, right? I almost forgot how many children there are in the clan. I have prepared fifty red envelopes, I don't know if it's enough..."

"Enough." This year should be the most honest Spring Festival for those people, and probably few people will bring their children to the front.

Zhu Fengfeng was very nervous along the way. When he really arrived at the place, he felt relieved inexplicably when he looked at the futon arranged in front.

In the past, when Sujia Village worshipped ancestors, except for grandparents and old patriarchs, everyone else had to kneel down, and her parents were no exception. However, here, the old man's position was actually next to him, and she and Wen Jing steadily occupied the C position.

How can I break my sudden nervousness?

"Just follow me later, don't be nervous."

Sacrifice to ancestors is nothing more than burning incense and offering sacrifices. The old man is in front, and Wen Jing and Zhu Fengfeng follow him. A series of actions are not long.

The most important thing is that there is no donation project for the Wen family to worship ancestors. After they worship, they can sit next to them and watch others salute.

"It will take a while for the family tree to be requested. If you are tired, take a break first? Come on..."

"I'm not tired, don't move around." Who knows how many pairs of eyes are staring at them now. If you make a mistake, you will leave someone with a handle to attack him, so she won't be so stupid.
Chapter completed!