Interstellar baby care letter

Chapter 316 New Year's Eve Dinner ([-])

By the time Nan Shu finished cooking, it was already twelve o'clock at noon.

This time, before Lu Xuan brought out the dishes, everyone brought out the dishes spontaneously.

Among them, Doyle and Ross are the most active.

The sumptuous dishes are on the table, not to mention the taste, the aroma of the dishes has captured everyone's hearts.

The strong and fresh aroma of white-cut chicken, the mild and delicate fragrance of assorted vegetables, and the sweet, sour and crisp fragrance of southern breast ribs.

The person whose everything is ticked moves his index finger.

"It's so rich."

Doyle smacked his lips twice before eating.

Nan Shu smiled, "The New Year's Eve dinner, that is, tonight's meal will be richer."

"That's a good feeling."

Doyle was excited.

Nan Shu looked at his excited expression, blinked her eyes, and asked, "Uncle Doyle, is everything going tonight?"

Doyle was about to stick out his chopsticks, "What can I do?"

"I thought Uncle Doyle would be home in the afternoon."

Doyle waved his hand, "No, no, I'm fine if I don't go home."

Qin Ye saw something and laughed, "Nan Shu, did you not prepare Director Doyle's dinner?"

Thinking that Doyle will go home, isn't it because he didn't plan to stay with Doyle for the New Year's Eve dinner?

Daoyer just picked up a piece of meat with chopsticks, heard the words, didn't eat it, put it in a bowl, looked at Nanshu, and stared: "Yes, Nanshu girl, you don't plan to let me stay until night, do you? "

After greeting him in the morning, at noon, and at night, you don't want to keep him?

Nan Shu choked slightly, seeing Doyle's excited expression, coughed, "I thought Uncle Doyle was busy tonight."

In fact, not only Doyle, but also the elders Qin Qingbai and Los, she thought they would leave in the afternoon.

After all... today is Chinese New Year.

Doyle was excited, "Miss Nanshu, you really don't intend to let us stay until night?"

Nan Shu nodded, feeling a little embarrassed.

"Then I won't be able to enjoy the New Year's Eve dinner?" Doyle raised his voice, and suddenly felt a little sad in his heart.

There was a burst of anticipation and excitement just now, but he couldn't eat at all.

Sitting next to him, Ross sneered mercilessly, "You can't stay until the evening, so what kind of New Year's Eve dinner will you have?"

"Go, go." Doyle curled his lips, stared, and replied unceremoniously, "I didn't intend to keep me, so did I plan to keep you?"

If you don't stay, you must not stay together.

It didn't make sense for him not to stay, but Luo Si and Qin Qingbai stayed.

After the words fell, the ridicule on Ross's face suddenly froze.

After seeing it, Doyle was satisfied, and turned to look at the other people at the table. Just as he was about to speak, he heard Nan Shu's voice.

"Uncle Doyle, you're misinterpreting my meaning, I didn't say no."

"Yes, yes, yes, if you don't stay, I won't keep you. I, Nanshu, definitely want to stay."

It was Ross who spoke, and the frozen smile on his face became vivid again, and he looked at Doyle quite proudly.

Qin Qingbai and Lu Zhengguo also interjected, laughing loudly: "That's right, Doyle, Nan Shu only mentioned you, but not us, or you can pack up after dinner and go home."

"That's right, if you really want to eat, at worst I'll bring you some leftovers, which is better than nothing."

Seeing that Nan Shu was teasing Doyle with her own words, she twitched the corners of her mouth, and she simply didn't rush to explain, and ate the dishes leisurely, happily watching the play.

What I have to say is that even if a group of foodies gather together to play tricks, it does not delay their speed of eating food.

One chopstick after another, the speed of elimination is astonishing.

After the meal, there was only soup left on the plate on the table.

When Rose saw him, he still joked, "There are no leftovers, Doyle, you should drink nutrient solution to fill your stomach tonight."

"Hmph!" Doyle curled his lips and leaned back on the chair, "I'm fine tonight, so I must stay."

Cuitangyuan has food, drink and fun, and there is a group of old friends who will be angry with him. If he doesn't go home, he won't go home.

Nan Shu nodded with a smile all over her face: "Yeah, stay here."

Doyle felt relieved, "That's right, but don't learn from Ross."

Los, rotten rotten rotten.

Nan Shu chuckled.

Los, who was watching, was unhappy, and pushed Doyle, and the two fought each other again.

One afternoon, Cuitang Garden was full of laughter.

Several elders bickered, Qin Ye and Lu Xuan played chess.

Nan Jue nestled obediently on the sofa, looked at the clear sky, tilted her head, blinked her eyes, her soft tone seemed to be filled with honey, sweet enough to touch people's hearts, "Mom, I like Chinese New Year."

Everything is beaming, lively, with sugar, food, and elders he likes.

Nan Shu pinched his pink and round face, "Mom likes it too."

Not because of anything else, but because of you.

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The white light in the sky pulled away and slowly dimmed, and the night shrouded the crystal white snow, suppressing all bright colors.

Cuitang Garden is brightly lit.

Bright lights shine from the villa, and the pure white snow reflects the crystal golden color. The whole villa is in a misty golden wonderland.

Nan Jue was lying on the edge of the window, with her little fingers outstretched, her dark eyes looking out of the window, her little mouth half-opened, and whispered, "It's snowing."

It's snowing again.

Through the clear window, petal-shaped crystal-clear snowflakes flutter down, reflecting the golden color of the glass, shining with snow light, so bright and pure that the lines of each snowflake can be clearly seen.

Countless snowflakes danced and intertwined and fell on the snow. In Nan Jue's eyes, it was like the Crystal Palace in a fairy tale, shining with light, misty and ethereal.

Pushing open the window, Nan Jue stretched out his small hand, and petals of snowflakes fell on his hand, turning into cold water.

"It's snowing again."

Lu Xuan stood beside Nan Jue, staring at the snow scene, her dark eyes were dyed with brilliant colors.

"This year's snow came late and fell heavily." Qin Ye swayed to Lu Xuan's side.

Maybe it's the happy and joyful day of the Chinese New Year, the snow scene is especially beautiful, and soon, Daoer Qin Qingbai and the others got up and walked to the window, with their hands behind their backs, looking at the heavy snow outside the window.

Nan Shu prepared good dishes, and this was what he saw.

Relatives and friends gather around the window, and the golden light of the glass covers the light and bright snowflakes with a thin layer of gold gauze, which is hazy and dreamy, and has a fairy air. A touch of human spirit.

Suddenly, Nan Shu's blessing reached her heart, and she called up her brain to freeze the scene.

Lu Xuan was keenly aware of taking pictures while silently taking pictures. Looking back, she saw Nan Shu's smiling face.

Walking over, Nan Shu looked out the window and said with a smile, "It's time for dinner."

"it is good."

Lu Xuan closed the window and squeezed Nan Jue's cold hand.

"Hahaha, eat and eat."

"I heard that the New Year's Eve dinner is the most sumptuous meal of the year. I don't know what dishes will be served."

A group of people turned around, smiled at Nan Shu, and went to the dining table together.

The chandelier above the head is full of brilliance, and under the light, there is a table of delicious delicacies.

Moreover, there are more than delicacies.

(End of this chapter)