"Nasty!"

"Hahahaha......"

In the midst of everyone's coaxing, Zhu Ying glanced at Qian Hong with a red face, and Qian Hong dried up all the big white pears in the cup as soon as he raised his neck, and when he sat down again, the four of them started another round of sandwiching vegetables with each other, for fear that someone would be unhappy and unhappy with this meal.

After three rounds of wine and five flavors, the TV picture suddenly changed, a building in front of the flowers was gorgeous, and so the golden characters of the 1991 Spring Festival Gala disappeared, a few men with red turbans, beautiful feathers, and black horns were the first to blow, followed by the change of the camera, and a few men holding conchs, straw hats, and fishing nets echoed with them, and finally the door opened, and the cheerful suona gongs and drums together, a large group of children holding the word Fu rushed out.

Unlike in the future, watching the Spring Festival Gala on the Chinese New Year's Eve is an indispensable part at this time, and Qian Hong's family immediately put down their chopsticks, twisted their bodies, and projected their eyes onto the TV screen, discussing the content of the program while watching.

The first program is a celebration of the big song and dance, a hundred sons make a spring, from beginning to end to see a lively, festive, followed by Zhao Zhongxiang, Ni Ping, Zhang Hongmin, Li Rui The four hosts came up: "Dear friends, comrades, Happy Spring Festival, please allow us to ...... on behalf of CCTV"

Mom and Dad and Zhu Ying, they couldn't take their eyes off it, especially when they came to Huang Hong and Song Dandan's sketch "Hand in Hand", they saw the two sticking together, and then they were obviously separated, but when Huang Hong tried to take advantage, my mother even laughed and tears came out.

As for my father, I prefer Feng Gong and Niu Qun's cross talk "The Best of the Asian Games", and when it is Qian Hong's turn, I like Chen Peisi and Zhu Shimao's sketch "Police and Thieves".

Chinese New Year's Eve dinner did not need to remove the table, the family directly transferred to Qian Hong's small bed to sit down, while sipping melon seeds, drinking tea, while continuing to enjoy the show, when Pan Meichen sang "I want to have a home" Zhu Ying burst into tears, the mother immediately went over to comfort her, and announced that she began to make dumplings.

Take the huge panel, the noodles and stuffing are prepared in the afternoon, everyone works together, and soon the two curtain dumplings are wrapped, but in order to add fun, my mother also prepared a few clean steel hammers, which are wrapped in the dumplings, and there are also a few sugar cubes.

The Spring Festival Gala came to an end, my mother also saw the time to boil dumplings, when the New Year's bell rang at twelve o'clock, my father went out and put a whip, after my mother welcomed the God of Wealth into the door, everyone sat down and began to enjoy the steaming dumplings, even if they were not hungry at all, they had to eat a few more, just to be able to eat steel hammers, showing good luck in the New Year.

In order to make his parents happy, Qian Hong deliberately made the last move, but the fact of luck didn't make any sense, Qian Hong casually picked one up and threw it into his mouth, and immediately clicked.

"Eating? Let's see how many points it is?" At this moment, Zhu Ying seemed to be more excited than she had eaten, and she put down her chopsticks and kept urging Qian Hong, waiting for Qian Hong to lick the steel hammer with her tongue, and then spit it out to take a look, and found that it was a two, not too good and not too bad.

"Keep eating, I'll wrap one for five points, and see who has the most money this year!" said my mother and clipped another one.

"It has to be me, I'm the head of the family. After my dad spoke, he ate several in a row, but it was a pity that he only tasted the delicious dumplings and did not attach any prizes.

"Why don't you eat that?" Seeing that Qian Hong didn't move his chopsticks for a long time, Zhu Ying couldn't help but ask.

"I'm so full that my belly is going to explode. Qian Hong casually made an excuse, but in fact, he wanted others to eat it, and of course everyone was happiest when they had a share in the New Year.

"Let's eat some more, Godmother's dumplings are so fragrant, they are even better than the dumplings in the restaurant." While speaking, Zhu Ying gave Qian Hong another one.

"Then Sister Ying, you should also eat more. In return, Qian Hong immediately clipped one to Zhu Ying, but who knew that in the next second, the swollen mouths of the two made a click at the same time.

"Did you eat it again?, or together?" said the father, who was stuffed with dumplings in his mouth, in surprise.

"Well, this time it's a five-pointer. Qian Hong took it out of his mouth and put it on the table, but Zhu Ying next to him said with a smile: "I have a piece of sugar, but the sugar is not bad, and it feels very sweet after cooking." ”

"Look, these two little guys are rich, and you can't accept it. Mom was in a good mood and couldn't help but sarcastically call Daddy.

"I still don't believe it, son, you clip one for me. Dad stubbornly shouted.

"Okay, I'll clip it for Mom and Dad, I hope you can all eat it. He was also very curious in his heart, Qian Hong simply sandwiched dumplings for the three people on the table, who knew that it was so powerful, my father immediately ate one point, my mother ate one and a half, and Zhu Ying actually ate the second sugar cube.

There is no suspense, Qian Hong won an overwhelming victory in this game, and then the two plates of dumplings were eaten up quickly, and the final result was that my mother ate another point, and Zhu Ying herself also ate the third piece of sugar, in my mother's words, she will be extra sweet this year.

When I put down the chopsticks, it was already twelve forty, but according to the old rules of the New Year, the Chinese New Year's Eve had to stay up for a night, so my mother brought the playing cards, and the four of them fought again, and under the mother's superb card skills, the laughter of the Qian Hong family did not stop all night.

Mixed until 3-4 o'clock in the morning, Qian Hong couldn't open his eyes, although his spirit was still very excited, but his body couldn't stand it anymore, so he could only run to the middle room to squint, leaving his parents and Zhu Ying to chat quietly together, watching the foreign movies routinely played on CCTV after the Spring Festival Gala.

At six o'clock or seven o'clock in the morning on the first day of the Lunar New Year, a round of firecrackers rang out, indicating that thousands of families began to eat breakfast, of course, Qian Hong's family was no exception.

Mom was going to invite Zhu Ying to her grandfather's house, and she was about to take this opportunity to introduce everyone to Zhu Ying, but Zhu Ying shook her head resolutely, saying that she was going to make up for sleep at home.

Qian Hong knew that Zhu Ying was actually very afraid of this kind of happy scene of a big family, because it would evoke her lonely memories, so he pulled his mother to stop forcing her, and the family of three went out early, carrying a large bag of things and walking to his grandfather's house, and saw countless acquaintances who gave gifts along the way.