On the night of Chinese New Year's Eve, a sign saying that the small courtyard was closed, and a room of people gathered around the fire to make dumplings.

"Why are these northern dumplings so difficult to wrap, is it hygienic to stuff coins in......"

At the dinner table, osmanthus routinely chattered, as if the old mother was not there, she had adapted to this role, and finally wrapped up a strange shape.

The men of the other teams were even more rude, all staring at Lian Xiao's steps and learning from each other.

Ni Qiang also rarely let go of his serious side, and said with emotion: "I learned so many crafts from the little boss, but I don't have to worry about finding a daughter-in-law anymore." ”

Hearing this, a group of people laughed out loud, and someone immediately exposed it.

"Brother Qiang, it's not like you couldn't find a daughter-in-law because of your craftsmanship before."

"Eh, I'll just pat the ass, what's the mess." Ni Qiang turned around and gave the man an elbow, quite helpless.

In fact, they all came from the mountains, and their families were poor and rejected by the townspeople, so Ben San didn't marry a daughter-in-law, and Ni Qiang was not the only one here.

But that's no longer the case.

Even when they were in the town, the team became famous, and the girls from various families asked people to inquire.

Although they don't have the name of the factory now, they are all richer in their pockets than before, and they don't hesitate to pursue any girl.

All this is thanks to the girl with soft eyebrows and eyes under the light in front of her.

After serving two pots of dumplings, it was just getting dark outside, so Lian Xiao led everyone out and distributed food to the beggars along the streets.

Coming from the south along the way, although many people from all over the country went to the sea to do business, the large number of laid-off workers still displaced many people.

So on the night of the reunion dinner, Lian Xiao and these outsiders gave them a bowl of dumplings.

In the sound of thanks, everyone returned to the small courtyard and put the third pot of dumplings into the water.

"In fact, after the New Year, the new market is really open, and it may need to be carried by hand, so they can come to the door to pick up the work." Ni Qiang prepared the dishes and chopsticks, and discussed with Lian Xiao in a low voice.

Compared with her coldness, Ni Qiang, who is more than 1.8 meters tall, is a softer person at the bottom of his heart.

Lian Xiao smiled while scooping up the dumplings, and smiled through the steam: "You can arrange it." ”

"Okay."

The dumplings were served, and in the sound of clinking glasses of the two-pot head spirits with a strong Northeast flavor, everyone blessed in unison.

"Happy Chinese New Year's Eve!"

During the meal, Osmanthus specially picked out her strangely wrapped dumplings and gave Lian Xiao.

Under the smiling gaze of everyone, Lian Xiao ate the first coin in her life, she watched everyone applaud like children, crying and laughing for a while, and at the same time her heart was full of infinite warmth.

Compared with Zhang Xueru and Liu Changfeng, the protagonists who are familiar with the plot and do not regard life as reality, Lian Xiao can feel the warmth of the story bit by bit.

Maybe this is a gift from God......

Drunken and slightly drunk, he thought in a daze.

I couldn't hold it out in the second half of the night, and I only listened to the sound of the artillery and climbed into bed, and when I opened my eyes again, it was already the next morning.

The sunlight on the windowsill reflects the snow and is a rare good weather.

As soon as she got dressed, Osmanthus sneaked in and stuffed a red envelope into her arms, "Little boss, Happy New Year." ”

Lian Xiao: "......"

Looking down at the big red envelope...... Well, she really is the smallest one.

Then went out to wash, and everyone I met in the small courtyard gave out big red envelopes as they had made an appointment in advance, forcing Lian Xiao to say an auspicious word to everyone according to the etiquette of the juniors.

"At the end of the year, the dividends are wrapped into red envelopes, and they are sent back and forth, is it interesting......" Lian Xiao touched his bulging pockets and muttered.

Knock knock.

There was a sudden knock at the gate.