Ling Sheng never dreamed that the first Spring Festival she came over, she would have a Chinese New Year's Eve dinner with the third master and Aunt Yu.

  She originally planned to cook the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner by herself, but the time was too tight, where did she have the time and energy to cook by herself after recording the Spring Festival Gala, she was ready to get something effortless to eat, barbecue and hot pot are definitely the first choice, warm, and not troublesome.

  The barbecue ingredients and hot pot ingredients were all prepared in advance by Zuo Ming, Ling Sheng named them, the barbecue ingredients were all configured by herself, and the hot pot base was also fried by her in advance.

  The hot pot is a mandarin duck pot, a pot is a spicy soup, and a pot is a soup stock that has been boiled in advance.

  Jun Shiyan helped bring out all the dishes, glanced at Huo Ci and Nangong Leng Yu, who were sitting on the couch alone, and quietly exchanged their eyes with Ling Sheng.

  Between the two, it seems that the well water does not interfere with the river water, one is cold, the other is silent, but the atmosphere is strangely harmonious.

  Xiao Qi is a little clever ghost, holding a fruit bowl, skewers back and forth, for this one and that for a while.

  The TV is on, the Spring Festival Gala is still going on, and the cross talk program is played, and Teacher Zhao Xiang and Teacher Ma Yiming are the two gold medal partners who have not changed for thousands of years.

  Huo Ci likes the cross talk of the two of them the most, and he is also familiar with each other, once in order to play the role of a cross talk actor, he followed to learn for a while, he is considered a master, listening to the two of them laughing and teasing, they all stepped on his laughter, and his laughter echoed in the entire ward.

  Xiao Qi didn't know if he understood it, and when he saw that his grandfather was laughing, he also laughed stupidly.

  Nangong Lengyu couldn't help laughing, it was so funny, I don't know if it was because she hadn't heard cross talk for too long, but she liked it all of a sudden.

  Huo Ci couldn't help but glance to the side from the corner of his eyes, and when the woman laughed, she brought a bit of fireworks, no longer like a cold lifeless sculpture.

  Nangong Lengyu hugged Xiao Qi by his side and patted his little head, I don't know if I understood, and laughed so happily.

  Huo Ci saw Xiao Qi running to her side, frowned, and said coldly: "Ling Xiaoqi, give me melon seeds." ”

  Xiao Qi moved his little buttocks and arched on the sofa, squirming like a little worm, and when he reached the middle, he stretched out his little arm and handed it over, and turned around to return to his grandmother's arms.

  "Out of reach, come closer." Huo Ci's voice was a little colder, stinky boy, who usually gives him food and drink, takes care of him and plays with him, but he is so close to an outsider!

  Xiao Qi moved his little buttocks again, a little closer.

  Huo Ci still didn't stretch out his hand, turned his head and glanced at him: "Come to me!" ”

  Xiao Qi stood up and ran two steps to put the plate in his hand, turned around and was about to leave, but Huo Ci grabbed his little arm and trapped him directly: "Peel melon seeds." ”

  Xiao Qi looked at him seriously: "Uncle, I'm a baby." ”

  Huo Ci: "Something without conscience, you forgot what you said in the morning in a blink of an eye?" Who said they would serve me in the future? ”

  "But Xiaoqi is a baby now." Xiao Qi frowned, grandpa bullied the baby!

  "Babies don't have to be filial to their elders?" Huo Ci asked him.

  Xiao Qi was stumped, thought about it for a long time, felt that what his grandfather said was very right, and nodded his little head: "Xiao Qi is filial to his uncle." ”