The most important thing is that Wen Ru felt that there was no need to worry about that kind of general, and wasted the medicine of the "Hand of God".

Seeing that Gu Jiuli and the two were making a Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, the disabled person was sitting on the sofa chatting with Ji Bowen, and Ling Junyan, who had finished the call, was embarrassed to do nothing, so he asked Gu Jiuli to send him some work.

Gu Jiuli: "Then you roll the dumpling skin." ”

Ling Junyan clapped his hands: "Okay." ”

After waiting for a while, Gu Jiuli found that Ling Junyan was still kneading noodles there after copying a dish, and felt very strange, and then leaned over to see how he was doing.

As a result, she saw Ling Junyan with water in one hand and noodles in one hand, and the basin with noodles in the middle was full.

His whole being was like he had been fished out of flour.

Gu Jiuli: "......."

There is nothing left over from eating, and there is nothing left over from what to do.

It's Ling Junyan!

Squeezing Ling Junyan away, Gu Jiuli kneaded the noodles in three or two, and looked at the pot of dough with a headache, "There are too many noodles, and I can't eat them all into dumplings!" ”

Ji Ruchen: "It's okay, you can give it to others." ”

That's all there is to it.

I didn't do it right just now, but Ling Junyan put a lot of effort into kneading the dough.

Strictly follow what Gu Jiuli said about how often to knead the dough, and took a small bench to pinch the time to stay in front of him.

After Gu Jiuli and them made the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, Ling Junyan had already made the dumpling skin and dumpling filling under Gu Jiuli's on-site guidance.

The family gathered around to make dumplings, and at this time, Luo Yurong didn't say anything like "Far Cooking".

Sitting quietly watching TV, the corner of his eye looking towards the living room.

But seeing that they didn't mean to call her, she could only sulk and sit on the sofa by herself.

It's rare to be so lively, Ji Bowen asked people to take gold coins and wash them and wrap them in dumplings, "The older generation is interested in this, if anyone eats this dumpling, they will be blessed this year." ”

Ling Junyan hurriedly wanted to take it over and make a mark on it, but Gu Jiuli knocked his hand with chopsticks.

"It's all your own luck, and you're too shameless to cheat, right?"

Being said by Gu Jiuli was a rare shame, Ling Junyan put away his hand stupidly, "It must have been me who ate it, master, I have always been a blessed person." ”

In front of the elders, Gu Jiuli couldn't choke him out loud, so he silently expressed his meaning with his eyes.

Forgot to be groomed by them?

Ling Junyan: "......."

The heroes don't mention the shame of the year!

Master forbearance!

After the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, the courtyard was full of joy with red lanterns.

Gu Jiuli watched the Spring Festival Gala, Ling Junyan watched TV once in 1,800 years, and he felt bored after a while.

"Xiao Jiu, what's so nice about this?"

It's not funny or scary, and it's not handsome or beautiful.

I really don't understand that Yan Gou Gu Jiuli would like to watch this?

Gu Jiuli leaned on Ji Ruchen and opened his mouth to wait for him to feed the melon seeds, and took the time to reply, "I'm used to it." ”

Ling Junyan: "What are you used to?" ”

Gu Jiuli: "A sense of ritual!" In the past, in country A, every time I watched the Spring Festival Gala, I felt that this year had really passed. ”

Country A celebrates Christmas on December 25, but it is not her holiday.

So every time on the day of the Spring Festival, even if she doesn't do anything, she will watch the Spring Festival Gala regularly, and then count the countdown with them.

In the end, he told himself, "Happy New Year, Gu Jiuli." ”

She couldn't return to China, couldn't live the holidays she was used to, and wandered alone in a foreign land.

That's all I miss about my hometown.