At 7:50 a.m. in the Chinese New Year's Eve, various meals and dishes were laid out in the front yard. There is also a large-screen color TV in the middle. It's just one of the main tables at the top, and the food has not been served for a long time. Yun Xiang Tianyun, the old man has not yet arrived. But there were quite a few people sitting around it. Feng Qingwei was whispering something to Feng Qingsu, and Feng Qingru was a model of a sister-in-law, smiling at the people who came to greet her.

Yun Jue and Yun Jue Xiang were also chatting, while Yun Jueling was teasing the two little girls, not knowing what they were talking happily about. After a while, the chefs, wearing military coats and aprons, slowly put the dishes on the main table with them. Suddenly, all kinds of aromas overflowed, directly covering the taste of all the dishes, and several other tables a few meters away looked up several times.

"Look at what our little town makes, it makes those guys swallow. Yun Jue Ling said with a smile.

Yun Juehao also sniffed it, and unconsciously had a feeling of fluttering immortals: "The little guy is indeed an all-rounder, he can be literary, martial arts, and cook." Qingwei, you gave birth to a good boy for our Yun family. ”

"Big brother, don't praise that kid. You didn't jump over that kid's pit. Yun Juexiang laughed, and glanced at his wife again, "I said Qingwei, that stinky boy won't cause trouble again at night, right?"

"Go, don't open any pot and mention it! Be careful that your son won't cook for you in the future. Feng Qing glanced at Yun Juexiang, and there was a lot of love and helplessness in his eyes. However, he also knew that his husband wanted his son to think about it tightly, so he just ate the food cooked by his son and left that day. After I went back, I called and complained about the lack of food. It can be seen that this loving heart is in mind.

"Does he dare not cook for me?" Yun Juexiang shouted in a low voice, his eyes rolling a little, "Don't say it, this stinky boy really dares not to cook for me." I haven't eaten anything this kid made for a few days, and I don't know what to do with this Chinese New Year's Eve dinner. ”

"If you eat something, you can laugh secretly. Yun Cheng didn't know when he was already standing behind his father, and when he heard the words, he said a word.

"Ahh Yun Juexiang stood up with a matter, put his hand flat and compared with Yun Cheng, "It's a little taller, not bad." ”

Yun Cheng shook his head helplessly, pouted and sat beside his aunt, and glanced at the TV in the distance: "What are you doing with that thing?"

"Look at the Spring Festival Gala! I watch the Spring Festival Gala every year at Chinese New Year's Eve, don't you watch it, little brother?" Concubine Yun Qing replied without thinking, and asked rhetorically by the way.

"Spring Festival Gala?" Yun Cheng's heart twitched, he really forgot about this stubble. But I really haven't watched the Spring Festival Gala much. I didn't like to look at these things in my previous life. When I arrived at the barracks, I looked at it a few times, but when I saw it halfway back, I slipped away. If you really have that kind of kung fu, you might as well think more about your skills.

"This stinky boy really hasn't watched the Spring Festival Gala. Yun Juexiang also nodded, "Every year in the Spring Festival Gala, this kid is always reading messy books, and this year you have to accompany the old man to take a good look." ”

Yun Cheng shook his head speechlessly: "I'm not interested, and I don't have that kung fu." ”

"Haha!" Concubine Yun looked at her third uncle and smiled happily: "Little brother, watching the Spring Festival Gala is a tradition in our China for thousands of years." ”

"Has it been that long?" Yun Cheng raised his eyebrows and looked at Concubine Yun Tian, "Your history was taught by a math teacher, right? The Spring Festival Gala officially started in 83 years, and it has only been more than ten years now. As he was talking, Yun Cheng suddenly remembered a joke about last night that circulated on the Internet in later generations, and looked at Concubine Yun Tian playfully, "But what you said is good, cousin." Do you know who hosted the earliest Spring Festival Gala?"

"Who?" Concubine Yun took over.

The corners of Yun Cheng's mouth raised a touch of arc: "The earliest Spring Festival Gala was presided over by the Shang Dynasty's King Su Daji and the demon concubine, do you know what the result is?"

"How is it?" At this moment, the people at the dinner table were all a little interested, and looked at Yun Cheng very suspiciously.

Yun Cheng shook his head, his voice was very cold and slow: "Later, King Wu of Zhou couldn't stand it anymore, so he destroyed the Shang Dynasty. ”

'Poof'!

Yun Juexiang just took a sip of the tea in the teacup, and suddenly spit it on the ground in the courtyard, coughing and looking at Yun Cheng speechlessly. This stinky boy still likes to tease people so much. This is obviously angry and not worth your life.

"Hahaha...... Yun Jueling and the others laughed when they heard this, "This stinky boy is quite humorous." ”

The two little girls were also happily hugging each other and laughing, Yun Cheng's cold joke was really funny. made Concubine Yun smile and couldn't straighten her waist at all.

Feng Qingsu also smiled at the corner of his mouth, touched Yun Cheng's head, and said in a low voice: "You still like this kind of M-style joke." It seems that more than a month abroad has been tainted with a lot of habits. ”

Yun Cheng touched his nose, didn't pick up his aunt's words, and ignored the people who were looking at his Yun family from a distance, picked up the chopsticks on the table, and looked at the time: "Isn't the old man hungry? I've been busy all afternoon, can I have dinner?"

"Don't be unruly, those people are watching. Yun Juexiang frowned and glared at Yun Cheng.

Yun Cheng didn't pay any attention to it and took a bite of the dish: "I live to live for myself, not for others to see." Isn't eating a Chinese New Year's Eve dinner a meal? Stealing a book is not stealing a book?"

"Huh...... Xiaoice is right. Eating Chinese New Year's Eve dinner is eating, and the little guy has been busy all afternoon for this table of dishes, and he is indeed qualified to eat first. ”

"Dad......"

"Old man......"

Yun Xiangtian slowly walked to the main table in uniform, and nodded to everyone who stood up: "Let's all sit down and eat, it's rare to have such a Chinese New Year's Eve meal." ”

Yun Jueling didn't stand up the whole time. Everyone is also accustomed to his maverick behavior in the Yun family, and now there is really no one else who dares to argue with Yun Jueling, so there is no criticism. The other one who didn't stand up was Cloud City. Yun Cheng ate the food by himself, turned his head and swept at everyone with cold eyes, shook his head, and didn't say a word.

"What kind of head is Xiaoice rocking, this big New Year is not lucky." ”

"It's nothing! It's just that I finally had a Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, and there was no trace of New Year's flavor, and it was not as free as eating with you normally." Yun Cheng replied lightly, "It's better to respect it in your heart, if you do too much, you will be annoyed to watch it, and in the end, you will not get anything, wouldn't it be a waste of your life." ”

That's kind of interesting. Let's take one, old man, too?"