Xu Fangting was wearing a dark green cheongsam, and slowly walked out of the back hall, her eyebrows were clear, although she was old, she could still see the demeanor of her youth.

Ye Wucheng got up first, and the two sisters of the Zhu family immediately stood up, and then Ye Xueya's family also got up.

Ye Wencheng didn't want to move, his well-behaved appearance was a little lazy at this moment.

Ye Shushan glanced at him.

"Mother," Ye Wucheng cut his mouth, "I heard Aunt Lan say that you are not very comfortable on Chinese New Year's Eve, is it something that is not easy to digest at the New Year's dinner?" Next time I'll tell the kitchen not to do it. ”

Xu Fangting shook her head: "No, I'm just ......"

Her words stuck halfway, and her eyes touched the person who had been slowly standing up in the corner of the couch.

Ye Wencheng looked at her with a flat face, did not speak, and did not avoid it.

The corners of Xu Fangting's mouth moved, and her arms were raised.

There was absolute silence in the room again.

"Fantine, let's eat first." Ye Shushan spoke.

"Okay." Xu Fangting gathered her emotions and smiled at her husband.

The family sat around the dining table, and the kitchen gradually put away the dishes one by one, and everyone was still quiet.

Ye Wencheng sat between Zhu Ying and Ye Lang, leaning towards Xu Fangting, his eyes fell on a squirrel mandarin fish in the center of the table, as if he was attracted by the luster of the red oil red sauce.

Xu Fangting looked at him in a daze, with uncertain light and darkness in her eyes.

"Let's eat, we're all hungry." Ye Shushan raised his chopsticks and took a slice of mushrooms first.

Only then did everyone pick up their chopsticks and reach for the plate in front of them, and for a while, only the sound of quiet chewing was heard on the table.

Ye Wencheng put a little fish and meat into the bowl, and suddenly remembered the scene of eating Chinese New Year's Eve dinner at Suzan's house, everyone chatted lively, drank wine and guessed boxing, and the TV set on the side played the Spring Festival Gala loudly.

How is Su Qingguo? How is she? Ye Wencheng's thoughts scattered, and he gradually became a little disgusted with his style.

"Xiao Hua, Fang Ting asked someone to make a pair of gold bracelets a few years ago, you can wear them later." Ye Shushan ate for a while, turned to Zhu Hua and said.

Zhu Hua showed a happy expression: "Thank you, Aunt Xu!" Thank you Uncle Ye! ”

"In the future, we will all be a family, so we don't have to be so polite." Ye Shushan smiled gently, and then his gaze fell on Zhu Ying, "What about Sakura?" Do you have a favorite boy? ”

Zhu Ying didn't expect to be named, her chopsticks shook, and she hurriedly said, "Not yet, I'm not in a hurry." ”

After that, she glanced at Ye Wencheng and lowered her head to concentrate on eating the dishes in the bowl.

"Well, it's okay to find someone who is satisfied, and it's good to take your time." Ye Shushan continued to say in his words, "If you live on both sides of the agreement casually, it is not appropriate." ”

Ye Wencheng sneered in his heart, stretched out his arm to pick up the dishes on the other side of the table, and his sleeves swept over the top of several plates.

Ye Qing frowned and snorted through her nose.

"This plate, turn it around." Xu Fangting said to the person standing next to him, raised his chin, and ordered the dish that Ye Wencheng was clipping.

"Yes, ma'am." The man hurriedly changed the dish to Ye Wencheng.

Ye Wencheng finished eating a few bites, frowned, and stretched out his long hand to reach the plate in the other corner, this time, Ye Wucheng couldn't sit still, and his tone was very stern: "You are also particular about your appearance, the second uncle and aunt, younger brothers and sisters are here, and you look too marketable!" ”

Ye Wencheng put on an innocent look: "I'll eat two dishes, you're going to be unhappy, I'll eat something else tomorrow, aren't you going to kill me?" ”

Ye Wencheng's face darkened, and he was about to have a seizure, at this time, Ye Shushan spoke slowly: "It doesn't matter what you want to eat, the key is to eat well, to be decent, and to be worthy of your identity." ”