As night falls, the lights come on. The big red lanterns hanging from the verandahs on all sides were lit up. The whole house is brightly lit, as bright as day.

Of course, the liveliest place is the conservatory to the west. There are lake-blue curtains hanging all around, and the hem of the curtains is stacked into blooming peonies, symbolizing the prosperity of flowers. In the middle of the two curtains, a large bright red lantern is hung, symbolizing red fire. There are small cards hanging from the bottom of the lantern, which is one of the entertainment programs tonight, guessing the lantern riddles.

There are braziers burning all around the hall, and the best charcoal is used, and the whole hall is warm and warm like spring. The seats were all arranged, and everyone found their seats and sat down. Although there are both adults and children, the entire warm room is orderly and silent.

Lan Xin walked in, a happy smile on the corner of his mouth. She also dressed up carefully, with a pink purple wide-sleeved stand-up collar jacket decorated with black wind hair, a dark purple floor-length brocade skirt embroidered with silver thread leading roses, a bun with oblique curls, and a few emerald hairpins. The whole person is beautiful, dignified and elegant, as if he came out of a painting.

She sat on the throne and looked at the crowd below with a slight smile on her face. Everyone was also sitting there neatly and neatly. Even Dr. Zhu, who had a strange temper and was often endless, tied his hair neatly on the top of his head, and wore a long cotton robe with a silver-gray stand-up collar. He sat there with his hands folded and his eyelids drooping, as if he were asleep.

Lan Xin pursed her lips and smiled, signaling for Zhen's mother to serve the food. Jane's mother beckoned to the people outside, and several little girls carried food boxes and rushed in from the outside, placing all kinds of dishes on the table with their hands and feet. Today's meal is Chinese New Year's Eve, like fish, which symbolizes the surplus of each year, naturally there will be no less, sweet and sour carp and steamed eagle fish. There are also gold and jade full of halls, five blessings, longevity for a hundred years, bamboo report peace······ Of course, there will be no less, everyone's long-awaited pig blood sausage and pig-killing dishes.

Looking at the small ones, staring at a table full of dishes, my saliva flowed, and my eyes were about to fall off the plate. Lan Xin didn't want to hang their appetite, so he raised his wine glass with a smile and said, "Today is Chinese New Year's Eve, a day to remove the old and welcome the new. And for us, this year has been a different year. After more than ten years of suffering and waiting, we are finally reunited. This first glass of wine is my respect to all of you, thank you for being able to protect the Yu family for ten years when the Yu family is in trouble, and never give up!"

After speaking, he raised his head and drank the wine in his glass. The pungency of the wine suddenly came out, his nose was sour, and his eyes were red. Others also sighed in their hearts, and some even secretly wiped the corners of their eyes. After Lan Xin saw that everyone had drunk the wine, he raised the second glass of wine and said with a smile: "This second cup of wine, thank you for believing in me, helping me, and reviving the Yu family with me." Lan Xin's words were loud, and he didn't hesitate to dry the second glass of wine. The others did not hesitate, raised their glasses, and drank them all.

"This third glass of wine is to hope that with our sincere cooperation, the Yu family will get better and better. I also wish you all good health and all your wishes come true!" Lan Xin drank the third glass of wine, and everyone accompanied him. After three glasses of wine, Lan Xin's face turned red, but his eyes were clear and bright.

Meng Youfa stood up, picked up his wine glass, and said in a loud voice: "The old slave represents all the people in the Zhuangzi, toast the girl, thank you for not disliking us for being vulgar, and is willing to celebrate the New Year with us." After saying that, he tilted his head and did it.

Lan Xin couldn't, so he had to drink the wine in the cup with him, pressed the corners of his mouth with a handkerchief, and said with a smile: "Old man Meng, don't say that, we are all a family, and there is no reason for anyone to dislike anyone." Stretched out his chopsticks, took a mouthful of sweet and sour carp and put it in his mouth, and then beckoned everyone, "Okay, eat quickly, the dishes are going to be cold." With her words, everyone also picked up chopsticks and began to eat.

Today's dishes are all personally commanded by Zhen's mother, and they are naturally full of color, fragrance and taste. Everyone ate happily and praised the chef's superb cooking skills. Especially those children, they ate with their mouths full of oil, and after a while, the plates were bottomed out. They stared intently at the plate in front of them, staring at the plates on the other tables. Because Lan Xin was sitting on it, they didn't dare to move, so they could only whisper.

Lan Xin smiled and glanced at the red silk guarding the door, the red silk understood, turned around and walked out of the warm hall, and when she came back, she was followed by a few little girls with food boxes. As soon as the little girls opened the food box, the children's eyes lit up, and their eyes looked at the dumplings on the plate. Under Lan Xin's instructions, a few more plates of dumplings were placed in front of those children.

"Wow!" they exclaimed, picking up a dumpling, and putting it in their mouths without caring about the heat. The aroma of pork and green onions suddenly filled the entire mouth, and even if it was hot, they were reluctant to spit it out.

Looking at their eating appearances, the adults in the family secretly looked at Lan Xin's face. Seeing that Lan Xin's face was as usual, he was secretly relieved in his heart. Turning around, he glared at the "culprits" fiercely, and asked them to eat a little more Sven.

Lan Xin looked at them with kindness and reminded them loudly: "You eat slowly, today's dumplings are full." Moreover, there are mutton dumplings in the back, if you are full at once, but you have no appetite to eat. ”

"Really?" Meng Zhuo, the grandson of the Meng Steward family, couldn't help but ask curiously. "Of course, when did I lie to you?" Lan Xin said with a smile, "I heard from Mother Jane that the mutton-filled dumplings are hidden in the copper plate, and whoever eats it will belong to whoever owns it." ”

"Ah, really?!" The eyes of several children lit up instantly, and they wanted to give up the dumplings in front of them, but they couldn't help it, so they had to eat it slowly and in small bites.

Meng Youfa's wife secretly glared at her grandson fiercely, suggesting that he was more restrained. Turning his head and saying apologetically: "It's really rude, when I go back, the old slave will definitely be disciplined." ”

"That's a little wrong, today is the New Year, whether it's adults or children, naturally how happy they are. Besides, children, naturally, it is better to be lively and active. Lan Xin pursed his lips and said with a smile. He beckoned to everyone again, "Don't be restrained, it's rare for us to have a chance to get together." If everyone can't let go, they will live up to the meaning of celebrating the New Year together. ”

"Rest assured, girl, we will never disappoint you. Han Da's face turned red and said with his tongue open. Everyone nodded in agreement.