That night, after Sang Xia was frying and stewing in the kitchen, Fusu raised his hand and disappeared into the living room of Runlu with a table of dishes.

Then, dumbfounded.

As the demon said, the main hall of the Ming Hall has indeed been prepared.

The heating is on, the room is warm like spring, the chairs are also carefully cushioned, and a few pots of wine soaked in hot water are fragrant...

Four of the five people led by Yuan Shen stood in front of the hall with a smile to welcome everyone's arrival, and there was another one who couldn't see his expression clearly, so he didn't say anything. However, your Chinese New Year's Eve dinner is too cold!

Qiao Ziye looked at the few dishes on the round table, and the whole person was not good. Stiffly turned his head and cautiously stared at Su'er, not good. Quickly withdraw your gaze.

Su'er was looking at him with a look of 'the old lady wants to kill' at this moment.

What's going on? Except for the food you brought from Runlu, what are they?

Stir-fried greens, stir-fried cauliflower, stir-fried cabbage, fried dried beans, peanuts, orchid beans, broad beans, and what, what is this?

Forget it, what is that black thing? Qiao Ziye gasped in surprise when he stared at the dog, and couldn't help but close his eyes and cover one side of his face.

It's over, it's over, it's all over. A demon misunderstands me!

Fusu was also shocked, but after seeing Yuan Shen's very enthusiastic smile, he settled down and forced out a smile to greet him.

"Welcome, welcome, long waiting. The attitude of the head of the family welcomed everyone into their seats, and said with a smile: "On Chinese New Year's Eve, I want to invite you to come to the mansion to gather, you are too polite, and you brought food, hehe..."

...... Several people in Runlu are not very good at the same time.

Oh, a big-headed ghost, hehe, and polite, we don't bring dishes, just your table? Chinese New Year's Eve dinner? Who is teasing.

Qiao Ziye glanced at Ah You, who got up with a smile and poured wine.

'You dead woman, pit me. Eighty percent is Yuan Shen's old thing's bad idea. Co-authoring is to make us ready to eat, and send it to the door ourselves, right? Without us guests who bring their own Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, you are going to drink the rhythm of the northwest wind!' Midnight scolded in his heart.

Seeing that no one accosted him, Yuan Shen was not embarrassed at all, and raised his glass, "Come on, let's wish the new year a smooth and auspicious year." ”

No one was embarrassed to really stir up a few dishes on Chinese New Year's Eve, and everyone raised their glasses. Everyone has wine in their glasses, only Fusu has juice in their glasses.

When Ah Demon poured wine, Sang Xia consciously poured juice for himself, but Fu Su took the cup and pushed his empty cup over and motioned for Ah Demon to add wine to it.

Sang Xia glanced at him suspiciously, and Fu Su whispered, "It's rare to celebrate the New Year, I don't care about you today, you can drink as much as you want, just be happy." At the end, he gave him a very encouraging look.

A burst of good words, a cup of drink, Yuan Shen "Then everyone eat and drink." ”

Why does everyone think this sentence sounds so familiar?!

"This elbow stewed well, it took a lot of thought, whose craftsmanship?"

"Our little Sangxia was marinated early in the morning and simmered for a day. Qiao Ziye spoke.

Su'er on the side glanced at him, and said in his heart that you still have a face.

Yuan Shen glanced at Lin Ran shallowly, and at this glance, some people were inexplicable, some people trembled, and some people knew that they didn't find it.

Lin Ran's face flushed slightly, what could she do, she was also desperate.

Just this table of hot dishes, she still made it with her head. Counting on a demon is absolutely unacceptable. I planned to go out to book a table early in the morning, but Xiaofei's father said that he wanted to try her craft.

Oh my god, it's no worse from childhood to college. But Xueba also has places that can't be reached, isn't cooking skills her shortcoming?

Qiao Ziye really guessed correctly, Runlu's Chinese New Year's Eve dinner was pitted, which was Yuan Shen's 'magic trick'.

When he watched the situation of his stupid son and future stupid daughter-in-law in the kitchen, he knew in his heart that if he wanted to eat something good for this Chinese New Year's Eve, he could only go to everyone under the pit mountain.

He sniffed and said to the demon as if inadvertently, 'It seems that he has caught a good thing at the bottom of the mountain', and the demon immediately understood.

Thereupon... Everyone in Mingtang successfully ate a sumptuous Chinese New Year's Eve dinner.

For the sake of stuttering, isn't living to live better, and the most fundamental thing to live better is not to eat better.

What's wrong with the demon, the demon people are also human. Usually even if it is, she is not a person who pays too much attention to this aspect, but today is different, this is Chinese New Year's Eve.

In the human world for hundreds of years, she has long since stopped treating herself as a foreigner. Except for the birthday that I don't even know, I don't miss a festival.

The teacher on Chinese New Year's Eve is not there, and if you want to eat a good meal, what else can you think about besides the hotel restaurant.

The ancients all said: The buildings near the water get the moon first, and the horses have no night grass and no fertilizer.

If Qiao Ziye knew that the poems he taught to Ah Demon back then were all crooked like this, it is estimated that his intestines would be broken.

"Hey, what about your fish?" Yuan Shen took a sip of wine and asked casually.

...... Everyone in Runlu brushed their heads and secretly turned their heads to look at Su'er.

Su'er smacked her lips and opened a large box that had been beside her with a smile.

There was a tangle between her eyebrows, and there was a grievance in the entanglement, and there was a little unwillingness in the grievance.

Slowly picking up the box and serving it, the bottom of the box is covered with a thin layer of ice, separated by plastic wrap, and piled on top of a pile full of tender slices of meat.

This was prepared by Meng Yi before he went out, thinking that Su'er would feel distressed, so he only took a third of the amount and cut it to a moderate thickness, twisted the smoothie and put it in the refrigerator.

Fusu didn't do anything all afternoon, and accompanied Sang Xia in the kitchen, constantly rubbing and rubbing.

It's not a plain gadget, it's really Qiao Ziye's goods are too picky, she is a night traveler who doesn't have a 'job' and has no half income, and she eats and drinks all by rubbing.

Therefore, it is rare for Fusu to catch this tuna from the Pacific Ocean, which is simply the best thing for her this New Year.

If you enjoy it slowly, you can eat it for a month. Thinking that in the next month, she would be able to eat her beloved fish every day, not to mention how happy Su'er was.

As a result, Mingtang took one-third of it, and Meng Yi took one-third to his future sister-in-law. Su'er's heart was about to collapse. So, secretly put away the box. No one mentioned her, so she had the right to take her beloved flesh up the mountain for a trip.

However, how could everyone in Mingtang let her fish go!