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The long-awaited New Year has finally arrived, the family has been a lot deserted this year, Lin Zhibao has not come back abroad, although Lin Jianguo's hands have almost recovered, but his legs and feet are not very flexible, so Situ Lingfang is busy inside and outside the house.

"Mom, what are you doing?" Lin Yanyan went to the kitchen to inspect and ate a piece of fried fish with her hands, chewing extremely vigorously in her mouth.

Situ Lingfang put a lot of finely chopped pork belly, shiitake mushrooms, carrots, white tofu, etc. in a basin, apparently planning to make their family's most high-grade dish, meatballs.

"Are you making meatballs?" She asked again.

"Hmm!"

Situ Lingfang raised her head, but Miss Lin was stagnant, her mother's temples added a few gray hairs, and the fine lines at the corners of her eyes deepened.

"Mom, thank you for your hard work!"

Yan Yan's nose was sour, and tears were condensed in her eyes.

She hugged Situ Lingfang from behind, tears rolling in her eyes, but she didn't last long, and finally ran out.

"Why are you so sensible today?"

Situ Lingfang wanted to raise her hand to touch her daughter, but when her movements stretched into the air, she remembered that her hand had just rubbed the things in the basin, and put it down again.

"People have always been very sensible!"

Lin Yanyan swallowed back her tears and rubbed her mother's shoulder, still with that gentle breath, very relieved.

"Gu Dongyang really came for dinner?" Mother Lin remembered the topic again.

"Well, it's already on its way." Yan Yan let go of her mother and looked in the kitchen again, trying to find something to do.

"You peeled those garlic grains for me." Situ Lingfang pointed to the red plastic bag in the corner.

"Okay, how many do you want to peel?"

"All."

"All?" Lin Yanyan thought she had misheard.

"Yes!" Situ Lingfang said very seriously.

"Well, is it a garlic feast at night?" Yan Yan looked at these catties of garlic dumbfounded.

"No, it will take a few days to peel it, and it won't be bad in winter anyway."

"Can't you peel it again next time you cook?" Someone is good.

"It's quiet all at once." Situ Lingfang smiled, obviously not joking.

Lin Yanyan carried the bag of garlic grains to the living room with a dead face, Lin Jianguo happened to be watching the news, so leisurely.

"Well, Dad, Mom told you to peel the garlic." Someone wants to be lazy.

"Oh, let it go!" Lin Jianguo glanced at it.

"Mom, I want it, I have to peel it all." Lin reminded him that the task was daunting.

"You help me get two big bowls." Lin Jianguo opened the plastic bag and opened the garlic one by one on the table.

He put all the loose garlic grains in the bowl that Yan Yan had brought, and then put another large bowl on top and shook it for a minute or two like a dice.

Then, a miracle happened, 80 percent of the little ones in that bowl took off their clothes!

Miss Lin on the side was dumbfounded, and she really wanted to apply for a Guinness record for his father.

In the end, with the assistance of this stunt, those catties of garlic were all processed in less than half an hour.

"Dad, where did you learn this?" Lin Yanyan humbly asked for advice.

Lin Jianguo glanced at it lightly, and said disdainfully at the corner of his mouth, "Online!" ”

"Well, that's good, you can pass it on to Gu Dongyang!" Miss Lin decided to take this stunt to the next level.

"That's a good idea!" Dad Lin smiled happily, knowing his daughter's tricks.

Dinner was still early, Lin Yanyan opened the refrigerator to find yogurt to satisfy her hunger, but found that the refrigerator was more than half empty, and the usual fullness was the opposite.

It's not scientific, this is the New Year, isn't Lin Zhibao not buying anything?

"Your mother heard that Gu Dongyang was coming, so she quickly packed up the things in the refrigerator, I'm afraid that there will be no place to put them later!"

Lin Yanyan was about to ask, but Lin Jianguo added in time.

"Why, he only came to buy something?" Lin Yanyan was sad, her status was not as good as that of a person with a foreign surname who had never been to the house.

"No, your mother estimated that Gu Dongyang would definitely buy a lot of things when she came to the door for the first time, and vacated the refrigerator in advance and prepared it." Lin Jianguo smiled naturally.

Yan Yan's mouth was slightly open, her expression was dull, and she suddenly suspected that she was not born in this family.

Gu Dongyang came as promised, and when he entered the door, it was really as Dad Lin said, there were a lot of big bags and small bags, and Dad Lin and his daughter exchanged glances, looking proud.

Mother Lin didn't know that her daughter already knew her plans, so she immediately took it with a spring breeze on her face, and didn't come out for a long time after sending the hot tea, probably studying what things need to be refrigerated.

"Your dad didn't scold you?" Whispered in a whisper.

"Scolded!" Gu Dongyang's face did not change in response, and he still seemed to be listening carefully to Lin Jianguo's speech.

"Then why are you still here?" Her mouth continued to squirm.

"I said that if I don't come to my mother-in-law's house for dinner at night, I may be single for the rest of my life!"

"You're so bold?"

"Of course!" Gu Dongyang turned his face and poured in with the tender eyes that ran through Miss Lin's three souls and seven spirits.

The two of them just looked at each other in silence, as if they wanted to see the next era.

"Ahem, ahem—didn't you say that there is something to teach Gu Dongyang?" Lin Jianguo didn't know how to be naughty after he got sick, aren't ordinary patients depressed?

"That's right, Dad wants to teach you a garlic peeling stunt, you will be able to use it in the future!" Lin Yanyan immediately took out the demonstration props, Gu Dongyang's eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and he didn't know why the painting style became so sudden.

After the reunion dinner, Gu Dongyang pretended to leave, but Lin's father and Lin's mother stayed with each other as expected, and finally everyone reached an agreement, he slept in Lin Zhibao's room, and went back after breakfast tomorrow morning.

The two watched the Spring Festival Gala for half an hour, and Yan Yan was bored, so she took him back to her room to look at old photos.

Gu Dongyang burst into laughter several times in the middle, and one of the undressed ones was taken by him and hidden.

The two fought and scuffled in bed for a long time, but they didn't fight for a win or loss.

Yan Yan was discouraged and pouted and vindictive.

Gu Dongyang took the opportunity to grab her lips and tasted the fragrance of Miss Lin domineeringly.

Yan Yan drank a little red wine at dinner, and with the help of three points of wine gall, he did not have the previous warmth and restraint, and responded enthusiastically.

The two of them fought fiercely, and the air in the room heated up little by little.

Gu Dongyang had forgotten himself and couldn't wait to pick someone's clothes.

Miss Lin didn't stop it this time, and the super brain that had been sticking to the final bottom line was obviously kissed into a pulp and couldn't control itself.

Later, Lin Yanyan also helped Gu Dongyang take off his clothes, and it seemed that the power of the flood that had been held in his body for a long time had exploded.

At this moment, all the etiquette, righteousness and shame she had followed before were thrown out of the clouds.

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They were interrupted by a constant murmur of female voices.

The two didn't want to pay attention to it, but it continued to play on a loop, and eventually, it woke up Miss Lin.

Yan Yan saw that the caller woke up in a second, and pushed someone away.

Someone who was forced to abort followed his gaze and forgot about the past - a call from the south wind! (To be continued.) )