Farmer's Home

Chapter 415
Even Hong Qingjiao forgot what happened just now, and just ate with her head down.

"Do you want to taste it quickly?" Saffron looked at Hong Yu and urged.

"Well, you eat too!"

Hong Yu then picked up a chicken leg and handed it to Saffron.The two looked at each other and smiled, and ate together...

The first day of the Lunar New Year's Eve, the day when I went door-to-door.Everyone in the village got up early.After eating, they went out in groups to pay New Year's greetings.

Aunt Gao's house is much colder than in previous years, because this year Gao Zhuang's father has left, and the custom here is that there is a funeral at home, so you can't go to other people's homes for New Year's greetings in the first year.

Therefore, people in their family are not suitable for walking around the streets.Just a few close ones, come to their house and walk around.

As for Saffron's family, because they worshiped the aunt of the Gao family as their mother, it is not even suitable for them to go to other people's houses.

This is just like the meaning of saffron. Before she crossed, what she disliked the most was the first day of the new year. Whenever she went out to pay New Year's greetings, the seven aunts and six aunts had to ask them from beginning to end.

Every time Saffron comes to the first day of the first lunar month, I feel that my face is stiff from laughing, and my brain cells feel exhausted.

Although this year is her first year here, she doesn't look forward to going out for a stroll and wandering around the streets at all, how nice it is to stay at home!

It just so happened that in fact the saffron was not allowed to fulfill its wish.On the day of the first day of the new year, Saffron just got up and washed, and was ready to eat.

A group of people entered the house, most of them were men from the village.

"happy New Year!"

"Sister Honghua, Happy Chinese New Year!"

"Happy New Year!"

"..."

Before the saffron could react, the Tibetan pine rushed out to welcome it.

"Happy Chinese New Year! Come, come, come into the house!"

"Yes, yes, come into the house! Happy New Year! Hello everyone!" Saffron reacted and said to them with a smile.

"All good, all good!"

"..."

At this time, Hong Qingjiao and Hong Yu also came out of the room, and the group of people crowded around.

"Happy New Year, General!"

"Hey? It's the prince! The prince!"

"Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes!" The person who spoke at the beginning patted himself on the mouth.

"Happy New Year, my lord!" A group of people said in unison, bowing their hands to Hong Yu to greet the New Year.

Saffron: So they all came towards Hong Yu, no wonder!These men probably came back from working in the town, and they couldn't even recognize saffron.

Hong Yu glanced at Saffron, who was thinking about things with his head down, and then said to the group of people: "I am the man of Safflower in this Zangjia Village, and I have no other identity. If you are called Sister Saffron, then Just call me brother-in-law like Qingsong."

"The man of the red flower" Saffron raised her head and smiled at Hong Yulihua after hearing it, which felt just right.

"Hey!"

"Eh!"

"Hello brother-in-law, hello brother-in-law!"

A group of people couldn't sit down when they came to the house, they were basically standing. Saffron took out the prepared melon seed candy.Everyone let them grab a handful, and then Tibetan Qingsong took the teapot and tea bowl and put it on the kang, pouring water for them to drink.

"Qingsong, don't be too busy, we will leave after standing for a while, there are still many houses left!"

"That's right, our group is missing you this year, and it doesn't feel like that." At this time, his playmate who grew up with Tibetan Qingsong, Tibetan Qingquan said to him with a smile.

"Hey, it doesn't matter, let's play together another day. The big guys are not busy, let's drink some water first, let's chat for a while." Tibetan Qingsong said to them with a smile.

Then a group of people said one sentence to you and one sentence to me.Most of them were directed at Hong Yu, so many words were directed at him intentionally or unintentionally.

(End of this chapter)