"Grandpa, grandma, my name is Feng Minglang, and I'm Xue'er's boyfriend." Some things are really not what people want, and another heavy snow blocking the mountain hindered Xia Sixue's trip to take Feng Minglang back to his hometown.

"Xiao Lang, I always hear Xue'er talk about you, and grandma is very happy to hear your voice." Xia Sixue's grandmother said with a smile, in fact, she didn't care, they couldn't come back, who didn't want their children to live a good life!

"Then when the spring of next year begins, we will go back to see you." Feng Minglang pinched his waist and swore to speak.

"Okay, the girl said, you love to eat watermelon, and when the time comes, the field will be full of melons, fruits, pears and peaches, and grandma will take you to eat this." The grandmother of the Xia family is looking forward to it, and she really hopes that the future will come soon, and she can see her grandson-in-law.

"Okay grandma, I love watermelon and grapes, I'll eat them when the time comes!" Feng Minglang was not at all outward, and he was telling the truth.

"Okay, grandma has it for you, remember to come back and eat!" Grandma Xia also likes this young man who talks more than her granddaughter when he calls.

"It's clear, let grandma go home, how cold it is to stand outside." Xia Sixue sighed slowly, now that it is winter in their hometown, this person's words are endless.

"Okay." patted his thigh, Feng Minglang also remembered the heavy snow and the mountain: "By the way, grandma, look at my memory, you go back to the house and it's cold outside, change me to buy a big house, and I will definitely take you and grandpa to live in the city." ”

"Good boy, grandma's words from you are enough." The grandmother of the Xia family raised her eyes and glanced at the white mountain, she didn't feel cold at all, but was happy and her palms were sweating.

Immediately, Feng Minglang put down the phone, and when he looked at Xia Sixue, he said: "I forgot to ask just now, the food mailed to my grandmother, she didn't receive it." ”

"Got it, I got it a long time ago." Xia Sixue wrapped the dumplings neatly and said with a smile.

Feng Minglang touched his face after putting down the phone, and was ready to do a big job: "Daughter-in-law, isn't it that the road is blocked by heavy snow?" How do you know you've received it? ”

"You started mailing food for the winter in October, and now it's been more than two months, can grandma still not receive it?" Xia Sixue shook her head helplessly, what kind of memory does this person have.

When I raised my eyes, I saw him pick up the flour, and my heart chuckled.

It's over, this person has a bad memory, but the kung fu of messing up is amazing.

"Hehe, that's right." Feng Minglang, who was holding the noodles, kneaded the noodles like the method Xia Sixue taught him, but this face seemed to be disobedient.

"Xue'er, actually, I envy you a lot, you can have such a good grandparents."

"What, don't you have it?" Xia Sixue looked at the face in Feng Minglang's hand painfully and asked rhetorically.

Feng Minglang kneaded his dough more and more, but he didn't shake his head seriously: "Yes and no!" ”

"What do you mean by that?" Xia Sixue asked with a frown.

Feng Minglang's family background is complicated, but he doesn't want to say in detail during the New Year: "They treated me badly, and kicked me and my wife out of the house, you say, how about it?" ”

"Hey, come here, poor little Minglang, daughter-in-law will comfort you." Xia Sixue wanted to say that it was better to hug, otherwise her face would be renewable.

Feng Minglang put down the dough in his hand, came to Xia Sixue's side with a smile, hugged the man, and said flattering words.

"Hehe, it's better for my daughter-in-law, don't drive me away, and make me dumplings to eat."

Thunder City, the Garden of Kings.

Lan Yuhe, who has been busy for a year, only remembered that her precious son had eaten dumplings when she knew that today was Chinese New Year's Eve.