After kicking out my ex-husband, his brother and I got back together.

Chapter 165 Making Dumplings

The family happily made dumplings from about three o'clock in the afternoon until the evening.

In fact, not many people were serious about wrapping, so Song Zi and Song Yezi started to compare with each other while wrapping, and eventually they started to quarrel.

"How can you be as good-looking as me? Don't waste my shrimp filling! How can I eat your bag when it's so ugly?"

Song Yezi brought all the basins of shrimps in front of him.

Songzi was not happy at first sight.

"Your bag has pleats, but mine is ugly if it doesn't? Is this the most common method?"

"What's good? It's not good. I just like to eat pleated food, so don't snatch it from me."

"Come on, I'm not rude."

Duan Xiaowu had no right to speak in front of her own shortcomings, so she could only ask Chang Rong to do more, otherwise she wouldn't get anything if she didn't do it.

Chang Rong really speeded up, filling the whole tray with dumplings one by one, but they were still ugly.

"Xiao Wu, you should go and take a look at the couplet I just wrote. It should be done and posted to the courtyard door."

"Row."

She's good at this.

Mr. Chang loved Duan Xiaowu the most, so he couldn't let her go alone, so he went with him.

As soon as Mr. Chang left, Duan Chengxiong followed.

So the people were divided into two groups, those who posted Spring Festival couplets and those who made dumplings.

By the time they were all done, it was already dark outside.

Colorful neon lights are flashing on the street, and various colored lights are hung on trees and shrubs everywhere.

The red lanterns on the street lamps and telephone poles illuminated the entire road in red.

Feng Yian stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the colorful lights downstairs.In the house where he lived, not a single light was turned on.

The mobile phone placed on the table not far away lights up and goes out again.When it lit up for the third time, Feng Yian discovered it.

"Hey, Dad."

Feng Yian answered the phone, and the voice on the other end of the phone was a bit vicissitudes of life.

"Xiao An, happy new year."

Feng Yian chuckled across the phone.

"Happy New Year, Dad, how is my mom?"

After a moment of silence, he spoke.

"Still the same, your mother has been talking about your sister these past two days."

Feng Yian lowered his head.

"Dad, don't worry, I will definitely find my sister."

Although he was comforting, the voice on the other end of the phone was still slightly choked with sobs.

"I'm sorry, Xiao An. It's obviously my and your mother's fault, but now you are asked to bear all this...Originally, the doctor said that your mother's condition would improve a little and she could return to China to see you, but..."

"Dad, don't say these things. This is what I should do. Just take good care of Mom."

He paused, and said again.

"One year, our family will be able to celebrate the New Year together happily."

After hanging up the phone, Feng Yian recalled the harmonious and lively scene of their family when he arrived at Duan Xiaowu's home.

No matter how hard you are outside, when you come home, you are just a junior who needs the love of your elders.

Duan Xiaowu did it, so did he himself, and so did his sister who he had never met before.

……

"is this okay?"

Duan Xiaowu moved the couplet to the left.

Mr. Chang stood a little further away, while Duan Chengxiong stood behind her to protect his daughter's waist.

"Hey, it's okay, that's just right!"

Mr. Chang clapped his hands and said with a smile.

After Duan Xiaowu posted the couplets, she got down from the ladder.

"Be careful."

Mr. Chang came over and protected her with Duan Chengxiong.

"This kid Chang Rong, if you don't come out by yourself, let you, a girl, post the Spring Festival couplets."

Mr. Chang accused Chang Rong while walking inside with Duan Xiaowu. "Go in and talk to him later."

Duan Xiaowu held Mr. Chang's arm.

"Grandpa, Chang Rong learned how to make dumplings, but I don't know how to make dumplings, so I just do what I know how to do. This is called division of labor and cooperation. Although I am a woman, my strength is not small. Don't put me in trouble. She thinks more softly than Chang Rong."

Mr. Chang finally smiled and stared at Duan Xiaowu.

"you're right."

After a few people entered, Aunt Zhang had already taken the dumplings made by everyone to the kitchen.

As soon as he saw Duan Xiaowu come in, Song Yezi quickly stood up and said to her.

"Baby, the dumplings made by Chang Rong are too ugly. We don't want to eat these ugly dumplings. Then they will all be yours."

Duan Xiaowu rolled his eyes.

"I eat what I want. I don't want to share the dumplings my family made for me with you. That's just right!"

"Alas, the dumplings you made yourself are not much better."

Song Zi looked at Song Yezi with dissatisfaction, for no other reason than that Song Yezi said the dumplings he made didn't look good.

Only Xiaohua, who was sitting next to her, didn't mind the ugly dumplings and ate them all.

A few people just said something to each other, and Aunt Zhang had already put all the dumplings in the pot.

At this time, a car horn suddenly sounded outside the door.

Duan Xiaowu looked over and saw a small truck outside.

The driver got out of the car, and Songzi ran past everyone.

"The good stuff has arrived."

He said as he ran, and then ran outside the yard to unload everything from the car with the driver.

Chang Rong and a group of people walked out and saw a car full of fireworks.

Fireworks are prohibited in the urban areas of T city, but there are no regulations in the suburbs.

In addition, there is a distance between each villa in the Duan family's old residence, and they have a large area for setting off fireworks.

"Wow, Songzi, when did you buy the fireworks?"

Duan Xiaowu asked, looking at the fireworks that had been removed and arranged neatly on the ground.

Songzi smiled and said.

"It's just this morning. It's the Chinese New Year, so we need to have a Chinese New Year atmosphere."

With that said, several people moved down the fireworks together.

By the time they finished, Aunt Zhang's dumplings were also cooked.

Mr. Chang and Duan Chengxiong sat at the main seats, Xu Rou and the juniors sat around on both sides, and Aunt Zhang also sat with them.

"In previous years, we spent most of the New Year celebrations at work. Although there were many people, it still felt a bit lacking."

Mr. Chang, who was sitting in the main seat, was the first to speak.

"This year, I can sit with you and have New Year's Eve dinner, and I feel several years younger."

He smiled kindly. At this moment, Mr. Chang could not see any leadership look on his face.I wish he had always been an ordinary person, the laughing old man next door.

On the table are not only dumplings on everyone's plate, but also a table of delicious dishes that Aunt Zhang has been busy making since the afternoon.

The catfish weighing over four pounds in the middle looks the best, and the other dishes are surrounding it, just like where they were seated tonight.

Xiaohua's rice bowl was also placed next to the table and she joined them for the New Year's Eve dinner.

Duan Chengxiong raised a glass of wine and touched it with Mr. Chang.

"This year's New Year's Eve dinner is also the most complete meal I have eaten in the past ten years. Mr. Chang, my two children are now well together. I also want to thank you for your support. I would like to toast you."

Although Mr. Chang is old, he is not ambiguous at all when drinking.

After the two of them finished drinking, Xu Rou also spoke.

"Duan Duan, Chang Lao, although it is good wine, you still can't drink too much. I will change it to tea for you later."

Duan Chengxiong now realized that he had undergone surgery and could not drink too much.

He pointed to the tea room.

"Aunt Zhang, go and take apart the bucket of old wine in my tea room. Chang Lao and I will have tea instead of wine tonight."

"Eh, okay."

Aunt Zhang stood up and walked to the tea room.

(End of this chapter)