After Yan Muqing finished speaking, she watched everyone stop their chopsticks and look at her.

"Lu Anming asked me to ask when I would go to his house during the Spring Festival to see what sayings and customs our family has."

After Yan Muqing finished speaking, she habitually looked at her mother.

"Eight sedan chairs to pick you up" After a moment of silence, Yan Aiqing smiled and took the lead in speaking.

"Go and get down to business," Yan Muqing yelled at him. Yan Aiqing squatted in the corner with a bowl and drank porridge aggrievedly.

"After the first day of junior high school, you can do it any day," Yan's mother thought about it and said.

"He's coming to pick you up, I have to take a good look, I didn't see it last time I came" Grandma's ears are quite bright at this time. Among several foreign men and women, grandma's favorite is Yan Muqing, who is called Yan Muqing from childhood to adulthood.

The last time Lu Anming came to Yan's house, grandma was still living at her aunt's house, and the old lady was depressed for a long time for not seeing her good grandson for the first time.

"Okay, okay, he must come to pick me up in person, otherwise I won't go" Yan Muqing smiled and looked at the kind grandmother.

"Well, it's really past the first day of junior high school, you can do it any day" Father Yan, who was silent for a while, also spoke.

Hearing Father Yan say this, Yan Muqing was relieved.

Since Lu Anming's first visit, Yan's father has always held a pertinent attitude and kept saying that Lu Anming needs to be observed. However, through the efforts of Yan Muqing and Lu Anming during this time, Yan's father has changed a lot.

"Then I'll tell him later, and let him discuss it with his parents, and I'll tell you when the time is set" This matter was solved, and Yan Muqing breathed a sigh of relief.

"Let's eat, the dishes are cold," Mother Yan finished speaking, she sandwiched a chopstick fish meat for her grandmother, and picked out the fish bones very seriously.

At a meal, everyone eats with different thoughts.

At night, Yan Muqing lay on the bed and told Lu Anming the news as soon as possible.

[My mother said that it's okay to be on the first day of junior high school, you can look at the time at your house! Yan Muqing read it again, and sent it out without any problems.

Daddy's bedroom.

"Tell me what you're doing with a calm face?" Yan's mother leaned against the head of the bed, holding her mobile phone and watching the news.

"I don't think it's going too fast," Father Yan said in a muffled voice.

"It's normal, they are not young anymore, if they are put on for another two years, Qingqing will really become a high-collar mother at this age" Yan's mother naturally knows what Yan's father is talking about, it must be Yan Muqing's business.

"I always feel that this Lu Anming doesn't look like a person who lives a down-to-earth life," Father Yan pondered for a while, and habitually pouted his back molars and said.

"Let's take a look again, I see that this child's performance is good during this time, Qingqing's energy is also enough, don't pour cold water at this time, look at it again, look at it again" Yan's mother, put down her mobile phone, and said to Yan's father seriously.

"Ahh His own daughter, he still understands. I don't have to say anything about my character and work ability, but sometimes I'm a Madaha, and I don't have a good eye for the object!

Anyway, whoever let his child be wronged can't do it.

Yan Muqing waited for a while before waiting for Lu Anming's reply.

The two chatted enthusiastically, completely unaware of the worries of Yan's father and Yan's mother.

[I'll call my parents tomorrow, I guess it should be the second year of junior high school] [smile.jif]

[By the way, your dad didn't say anything, did he? After Lu Anming sent the first one, he thought of something again, and hurriedly sent the second one.

[I didn't say anything, don't worry, as long as the two of us live a good life in the future, my dad will have no problem] Yan Muqing finished speaking, hugged the mobile phone in his arms, and looked forward to a better life in the future.

[That's good, that's good] Lu Anming sent two "That's good" in a row, and it seems that he is really a little scared of his father.

Look at your timid look? [white-eyed.jif]

Yan Muqing sarcastically mocked him.

[The son-in-law is afraid of the old man, it is justified]

[Where did you learn this heresy, besides, it's not your father-in-law now] [Hammer, jif]

[Hehe, that's not a matter of time or time, who do you want to call your dad and father-in-law? ] Don't worry, you can't escape from my Five Finger Mountain] Lu Anming began to speak poorly.

[I'm not Sun Wukong, and you're not a Buddha, if there is a Buddha like you, then you can't be ruined]

......

The two chatted until more than eleven o'clock, and then reluctantly said goodnight to each other.

The next day, Yan Muqing got up early in the morning.

Because today is the day of the big family gathering.

Mom stewed her elbows early in the morning, and Dad filled several kettles at home with hot water in advance. Grandpa killed three big roosters, which sat on the edge of the kitchen heater and withdrew chicken feathers, and the technique can be described as skillful and ruthless.

"Mom, what's for breakfast?" After Yan Muqing finished washing, she came to Yan's mother's side and asked.

"Hungry?" Mother Yan looked at Yan Muqing, who had not applied powder, and her eyes could light up when she talked about eating, and the bridge of her nose was really quite a shadow of her youth.

"Well, I'm hungry" Yan Muqing bent her knees, put her head on her mother's shoulder, and said a little coquettishly.

"Don't disgust me, early in the morning, I don't have the skills to be coquettish, don't pretend, look at your blunt tone, have you ever seen Zhang Fei coquettish?" Yan Aiqing walked out of the house with a bird's nest-like head, and saw Yan Muqing leaning on her mother's shoulder and coquettishly, and couldn't help but mock.

"You get out of the way," Yan Muqing glared at her. In fact, she herself had goosebumps in the sentence just now. Think about when she Yan Muqing spoke to someone so gently? It seems that I used to do this to my grandmother, but it was also when I was very young.

"Ma Ma, I'm hungry" Yan Aiqing ignored the old lady's anger, ran to the other shoulder of the old mother, and said "weakly". Then he raised his eyes and looked at Yan Muqing, "Did you see it, this is called coquettishness"

Yan Muqing glared at him and didn't reply, because his mother had already brought out the hot rice, and Yan Muqing looked at the rice cakes on the plate, and both of them looked straight. That's right, this rice cake was steamed by Yan's mother herself, and the taste is amazing, I don't know how many times better than the ones sold outside. In the middle of the two layers of glutinous rice, there are candied dates, some enlarged dates, and some bean paste, which are wrapped in a layer of grainy raisins.

The glutinous rice is fragrant and glutinous, the dates are big and sweet, and the sweet and sour taste of raisins is mixed with it, which is simply a feast for the taste buds.

Every year, more than half of the rice cakes are packed into Yan Muqing's belly.

Regardless of the fact that it had just come out of the pot and was still steaming, Yan Muqing quickly grabbed a chopstick, blew it twice, and put it in his mouth, "Hiss, it's delicious, it's hot" and muttered while eating.

"You eat slowly, it's hot, and then I'll blister your tongue" Yan's mother reminded Yan Muqing as she looked at the gobbling up.

"It's okay, it's okay, I'm experienced" The small mouth puffed out one by one, and a rice cake was eliminated in three or two strokes.

"You can't do this when you go to your in-laws' house in the future," Yan's mother quipped.

"Then don't get married" is nothing more than eating.

At this time, if Li Nianci and An Xiaoya see Yan Muqing's appearance, it is estimated that there will be a lot of ridicule, and maybe An Xiaoya's title of the number one foodie will have to change hands.

"What nonsense?" Mother Yan gently patted Yan Muqing's head.

"Don't fight, beat her up stupid again," Yan Aiqing, who walked to the back room with a plate of vegetables, said with a wicked taste.

"That's not as stupid as you," Yan Muqing turned around and slammed back.

"You're the stupidest, aren't you?" Yan Aiqing replied faster.

"Cut, who is stupid who knows" Yan Muqing threw down this sentence lightly and walked out of the house.

The family of six hurriedly finished breakfast, and it was not yet nine o'clock.

Grandma was on crutches in the kitchen to look at that, and after a while, she lifted the lid of the pot and looked at the vegetable basin one by one, like a leader who came to the kitchen to inspect it.

"Cut that eggplant piece bigger, don't put cabbage in this stew, her aunt doesn't like to eat it"

"Oh, yes, it's bigger."

"You old man, hurry up and take out the bowl of chicken blood, her aunt is faint and can't see this"

......

It's really my mother's daughter who knows her best.

This side is busy in full swing, Yan Muqing in the house has cleaned up the living room, melon seeds, peanuts, sugar and fruits are placed in the fruit bowl, and the two pots of tea are also brewed.

After an hour of busy work, I took a break on the sofa.

Today's weather is good, and the frost and snow falling from the branches of the trees are falling one by one, falling onto the road, and turning into water in a while, leaving water stains one by one. Falling on the dirt, the dirt turned into mud for a while......

The cooker hood in the kitchen is still working tirelessly, and the yard is filled with the aroma of stew...

After a moment of silence, there was a small black cry outside the courtyard.

The Yan family knew that this first batch of guests had arrived.

Yan Muqing put on a small padded jacket and ran out, and it was the aunt's family who was parking outside the gate.

Every year, he is the first to arrive.

Today is the eldest aunt, the eldest brother and sister-in-law, the second brother, and the son of the eldest brother's family.

The "aunt" car was parked, and Yan Muqing greeted her.

"Oh, my old daughter, you miss me to death" When the aunt saw Yan Muqing, she didn't care about taking the things in the trunk, so she came up and gave Yan Muqing a big hug.

The aunt likes girls, but she has two sons in a row, and the aunt's family also has two sons, so she has transferred her love for her daughter to Yan Muqing.

"Is it cold" Yan Muqing also hugged her aunt back and asked warmly.

"It's not cold, it's not cold, the air conditioning in the car is on enough, and I'm still sweating!" Auntie said happily.

"Old girl, when did you come back" The two parted, and the aunt took Yan Muqing's hand and asked.

"Hurry up and get close to your aunt, I talk to you every day" It was sister-in-law Xu Jiao who spoke

"Sister-in-law, happy New Year, let's hurry into the house and talk, it's cold outside," Yan Muqing said.

Then he beckoned the eldest brother, the second brother and the little nephew into the house.

The eldest brother and the second brother were holding a big box in their arms, and the sister-in-law was carrying two gift boxes in their hands, and the trunk had not been closed, so it seemed that there were still things inside.

"There are still things in the back box, I'll go get you in first," the aunt said.

"You come into the house, I'll take it" Yan Muqing finished speaking and pushed her aunt into the courtyard.

"All of you go in, I'll get it"

Yan Muqing turned his head, not knowing when the old man was standing on the edge of the trunk, ready to take the contents inside.

"Oh, we are so young and strong, how can we use you" Yan Aiqing didn't know what to greet her, and after speaking, she picked up the gift in her grandfather's hand and walked to the courtyard.

Also coming out together were Yan's father and Yan's mother.