Wanwan leaned back on the chaise longue and touched the smooth felt beside her with satisfaction. The soft fur is very smooth to the touch.

"Fujin, the lantern is ready."

Qinglan trotted in from outside the door, and sure enough, she still had three or two lanterns in her hands. His face was full of excitement, as if he was looking forward to hanging a lantern with Wanwan.

Yinyu naturally came in together. As usual, he warmed up his body by baking a fire at the door before approaching Wanwan.

It's just that... From the moment he entered the door, Yinyu's brows wrinkled slightly. He seemed to smell something, but he couldn't tell what it was.

It wasn't the sweet and faint incense in the room, he always felt as if it smelled something different.

Qinglan had already arrived at Wanwan with the lantern. He spun the lantern around in front of Wanwan so that Wanwan could see the lantern clearly.

"The rabbit painted by Fujin is so beautiful." Qinglan said: "Vivid." It must be nice to hang under the eaves. ”

This compliment is very sincere, and it is very useful. As soon as he nodded and was about to stand up and go to hang the lantern with Yinyu and Qinglan, he found Yinyu's strange eyes.

Yinyu was looking at the basin at Wanwan's feet.

In this basin, there are eaten potato skins and sweet potato skins.

In an instant, Yinyu knew why he smelled that faint smell. Unlike the nice smell of incense in the house, this smell made him a little greedy.

It turned out to be the aroma of baked potatoes and roasted sweet potatoes!

Yinyu suddenly remembered the last night when he ate roasted sweet potatoes and ate them. I don't know why, when I recalled the scene at that time, Yinyu still feels a little aggrieved now.

And what makes Yinyu feel even more aggrieved is that now he doesn't even have the opportunity to eat baked sweet potatoes.

After making so many lanterns in the cold courtyard, his hands were almost numb. If you have a roasted sweet potato to fill your stomach and warm your stomach by the way, it is simply the peak of life.

"Let's go, hang the lanterns."

After Wanwan noticed Yinyu's eyes, she naturally didn't care about Yinyu's eyes at all. After taking the lantern from Qinglan's hand, he went out of the house like a gust of wind.

After a moment by Yinyu's side, Yinyu came back to his senses and went out with Wanwan with a lantern.

At the end, the moment he crossed the threshold, Yinyu turned his head to Nian Xia and said, "Are there any baked sweet potatoes?" ”

Nian Xia was stunned and asked, "Lord Belle, do you want to eat?" ”

"Yes." Yinyu said: "It's so cold, take it out for me and Fujin after it's baked." It's good to warm your hands. ”

"Yes..."Nian Xia actually wanted to answer Wan Wan Fang had already eaten one, and now I am afraid that she will not be able to eat it. But looking at Yinyu's serious face, he thought about it and forgot it.

What if, his own Belle Lord is really thinking about his own blessings?

The heart of a villain is a gentleman's belly, it is absolutely impossible!

Wanwan carried the lantern in her hand and went outside the house.

In fact, in the Fourteenth Elder Brother's Mansion, lanterns have basically been hung under the eaves. Of course, in order to let Wanwan hang the lanterns, Qinglan had ordered someone to remove all the lanterns at the door.

"Fujin, the ladder is here."

Qing Lan is a sharp hand, and when she came before, she had even carried the ladder.

The ladder was quickly set up by Qing Lan, and then Qing Lan held on to the ladder and signaled that Wanwan could go up the ladder to hang the lantern.

Wanwan glanced at the lantern in her hand, but she didn't hesitate much, and went directly up the ladder. Yinyu originally wanted to go over to help Wanwan, but looking at Wanwan's neat appearance, he didn't move.

Qinglan regretted that her intestines were blue.

On the way here, in fact, Qinglan had already discussed it with Yinyu. When the time comes, Qinglan will hold the ladder, and then Yinyu will support Wanwan.

Wouldn't it be perfect to hang a lantern like this?

However, Qinglan has done everything, and her own brother has not done anything! God, what else can he do?

After Wanwan climbed the ladder, she looked at the thick eaves and hung the lantern very lightly. When he got off the ladder, he was half-jumping.

She didn't do a lot of things on trees when she was a child, and she was naturally handy when she got on a ladder.

"How's it going, right?" Wanwan clapped her hands and looked triumphantly at Yinyu and Qinglan behind her.

Qing Lan had already cleaned up her mood at this time, and said, "The position where Fu Jin hangs is just right. It's getting dark now, and we'll be able to light these lanterns later. ”

On Chinese New Year's Eve, the lights are bright, isn't it also good?

After the lantern was hung up, Wanwan went back to the house. As soon as I walked in, I smelled the sweet aroma of roasted sweet potatoes.

"I ate one just now, and it's still baked." Wanwan looked at the two roasted sweet potatoes by the fire, and said, "It's going to be dinner soon, and I won't be able to eat anything later..."

It was because of this last time that Yinyu ate that night.

Nian Xia had a bitter smile on the corner of his mouth, and couldn't help but glance at Yinyu.

She actually thinks the same way, but with Yinyu's instructions, what else can she do?

"The slave maid is just thinking..."Nian Xia finally thought about it, and still forcibly explained: "Lord Belle and Fu Jin have also been busy all afternoon, and it is time to eat something to cushion their stomachs!" ”

"It's so cold outside the house, even if you don't eat it, you can take it in your hand and bake it on the fire!"

Wanwan has completely seen that this must be Yinyu's idea. I didn't want to say anything at once, so I just said, "I can't eat anymore, you can eat." ”

Sweet potatoes are actually baked very quickly. Nian Xia looked at the two hot sweet potatoes, handed them to Yinyu and Qinglan, and went to Wanwan's side again to help Wanwan serve tea and water.

Yinyu gave me a sweet potato, but he felt much more comfortable.

He really thought it was a taste. I can eat it now, even if there were always some heart-wrenching things that happened before, it doesn't seem to matter so much at the moment.

The dinner on Chinese New Year's Eve was not very rich.

Zhuangzi is approaching the New Year, and they have all rested. Freshly killed chickens and ducks were delivered this morning, as well as freshly caught fish, and some common vegetables.

Despite this, such a simple table of dishes gives people a sense of comfort.

Yinyu sat at the table, looking at the dishes on the table, and suddenly thought of this time last year.

It was also a very cold winter, and he knew that he was going to marry Shu Shujue Luo Wanwan, so he went to negotiate with Shu Shujue Luo Wanwan.

That night, although he was relieved, he didn't have the slightest intention of celebrating the New Year in his heart. So he took the glass and drank a jar of wine in silence.