After being exiled, Lucky Zaizai took his whole family to farm.

Chapter 85 New Year’s Eve Dinner

Before it gets dark, the Qin family's New Year's Eve dinner begins.

The family ate around the big round table. There were rich braised fish, chicken, meatballs, etc. on the table.

As the head of the family, Qin Huaiyi stood up, took out the wine glass and said, "It's a happy day today, so let me say a few words shamelessly."

"Hey, dad, please tell me, we are listening." Qin Lie joked.

"Our current life looks like it, but in fact, we all know that this year will be the most difficult and painful year for our family."

At this point, Qin Huaiyi's tone became obviously much lower, "Dad, I'm sorry for you, and you have suffered a lot together with me.

Especially Linlin and Jiajia, we were almost separated from each other as a family! "

"Fortunately, we have Jiajia. My father is useless and I can only rely on my little girl so that our family can stay at home and have New Year's Eve dinner in peace.

This cup of wine comes from Daddy. Thank you, Daddy, for helping Daddy keep this family safe! "

Qin Jia picked up the tea bowl with only juice in it and had sex with her father proudly.

Well, the orange juice is so sweet, I can have it again.

"This second cup is for Linlin. Daddy is sorry for not protecting you!"

Qin Lin also drank the juice, with tears shining in her eyes.

Wasn't she afraid at that time? No, she was scared to death, so she became even more clingy and doting on her sister.

Because her sister is her benefactor.

"This is a toast to my wife, thank you for your hard work in marrying me."

Fang Yuerong glanced at him angrily, "The thing I regret least in my life is marrying you and having several good children."

It was Qin Huaiyi who stood out among her father's many students, otherwise they might not be able to achieve their wish.

Many women are lucky enough to be able to marry the son they loved when they were young and support each other for half their lives.

She really has no regrets, she just feels sorry for her child.

But if she had it to do over again, she would still marry Qin Huaiyi and give birth to these four children.

Qin Huaiyi's drinking capacity is not very good. He used to be calm and self-possessed, but he was extra emotional tonight.

When it came time to pay homage to Qin Lie, he only encouraged him: "Lie'er, you are the eldest son in the family. You must work hard to become stronger, become the support of your elder sister and younger sister, and support the family."

"Don't worry, dad. My son doesn't dare to relax."

When it came to Qin Hao, it was: "Study hard and help your brothers and sisters share their worries when you grow up."

The family toasted each other, and in the end Qin Huaiyi drank too much, because only his was real liquor, and the others had only orange juice in their glasses.

After all, tonight is the New Year's Eve dinner. Originally, Fang Yuerong asked Zhishu and the others to eat together, but they didn't dare to go beyond that and firmly disagreed.

So in the end, they set up a small table next to it for two people to eat.

Seeing their family lively at the moment, I can't help but feel a little sad and satisfied.

Thinking of their relatives who abandoned them, there was always a thorn in their hearts. Fortunately, they were able to be taken in by the Qin family.

Otherwise, their lives will be ruined...

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  After dinner, there were no jugglers in the city, so there were no performances to watch.

But there are night markets and lake tours.

The excitement lasted until very late and then gradually calmed down, but no one slept, and the whole family gathered around to chat.

The lonely ones didn't sleep either. They listened and read books in the teahouse on the street, which was quite lively.

At midnight sharp. Qin Jia arranged for people to drag firecrackers all over the street and set off fireworks all over the sky.

The child who was woken up by his family was instantly happy, "So beautiful!"

"Haha, who just made trouble after being woken up?"

The young man felt a little embarrassed, "Fortunately, dad woke me up, otherwise I would have missed it. I have never seen fireworks before."

"Yes, I only heard that such things are found in prosperous cities. How can we find them in our small place?"

"Are the fireworks so beautiful? Are the capital cities like our Rose City?"

Qin Jia, who accidentally overheard the conversation between father and son, felt ashamed every time he heard the words "Rose City".

People in the city don't know what Mary Su's chuunibyou is. They only know that rose is the name of a kind of flower, and it is planted on the side of the street.

When the flowers bloom next year, their city will be the most beautiful, so they are proud of the name of this city.

Just like the Peony City, isn't it famous for its peony festival?
  Their city also has its own tweed.

The people next to the father and son sneered: "Boy, you are wrong, the capital city is not as well built as our city.

Moreover, the fireworks in the capital are not so high, not as colorful as this one, and not as big as this one. "

"Brother, have you been to the capital?"

"My family lived in the capital before they were exiled." The bearded man's face was covered and he looked a little unkempt.

He looked up at the fireworks in the sky, reached out and took out the wine bottle from his waist and took a few big sips, then left while drinking.

This beautiful place would be just average without the people he loves to witness it.

The young man pursed his lips and looked at his father. The man touched his head and said, "There are more than tens of millions of sad people in this world. Let's just live our lives well."

"Well, daddy, look, these fireworks still have words."

"Haha, it's true, do you recognize this word?"

"I recognize it. Happy New Year. Master has taught me!"

"Okay, after all, I know some words. Your father's hard work was not wasted."

The height of the fireworks was so high that even from outside the city wall, some could be seen.

The group of people who were resting at this moment suddenly noticed the colorful stars and asked in surprise: "What are those? Fireworks?"

"How is that possible? This is not a capital city, it's a place of exile!"

The people living here are all refugees from the Seven Kingdoms, and they may not be able to survive. How can they still be in the mood to set off fireworks?

Even if you are in the mood, things like fireworks are not easy to do.

Because the place where fireworks are produced is Wuya Country, they live in seclusion all year round and sell a fixed number of fireworks.

In other words, after being distributed to the six countries, each country can get a limited amount, so it will only be allocated to some large cities with considerable tax revenue.

And reward some meritorious people.

Fireworks are just like the Wuluozidai in the palace. They are of little use, but they can highlight status.

So to have fireworks set off in the Exiled Land is even more unbelievable than to reward the death row convict Luo Zida!
  "There is indeed something strange. Could it be that some big shot has come to this burial place?"

The person who spoke was a man dressed as a scholar, approximately in his early twenties, and sitting next to him was a man wearing a black brocade robe with mysterious patterns.

Hearing this, he said calmly: "Come on if you want. The news may have leaked."

(End of this chapter)