The twenty-fifth time of the first month, the second day of the first month, the son-in-law is welcomed, and the pair plays in the snow and makes the New Year
Xiaolan told her parents about the funny story of the three of them in the river valley and on the ice city in the afternoon. The three of them each interjected into each other's embarrassment in the game, as if they were watching other people's jokes, not to mention laughing happily.
"I have a proposal, I don't know how to talk about it, I don't know how to say it?" Zhong Sheng and Xiaolan's parents clinked glasses and talked.
"You are almost the tip of the tongue of China, this meat from pickling to smoking, must be completed in the wax moon, and the best cypress branches are the most delicious, after that time, it will not taste as good." Hongjuan watched the expressions and movements of the two of them coldly, savored the half of the braised bacon, her face was expressionless, and she explained like an expert.
After the two sisters got out of the car, Zhong Sheng pressed the window and said outside: "I'll go back." No matter what she said, the little cousin just didn't speak, and sat back with her hands folded.
It seems that the exciting scene just now is still in her heart. He is a foodie, and the spicy and sultry taste makes him want to stop.
Alas---, this is another way, and he remembered that on the second day of the Lunar New Year, mainlanders are particular. Seeing that he didn't mean to change, he pulled his face and said, don't rub it off, she will have to change her clothes in a while, so she closed the door.
After the three of them took their seats, Papa Smurf was home today. He picked up his wine glass in front of Zhong Sheng a little unnaturally, and said the opening remarks, today is the second day of the Lunar New Year, it is a good day to go back to his parents' house, the two girls are by his side, he feels very happy, and Lawyer Zhong is also..., I couldn't find the right words to express it for a while.
"Mixing, mixing." Zhong Sheng added.
"That's all legend. There is no real evidence. Xiaolan said disapprovingly. 23.224.255.60,23.224.255.60; 0; pc; 1; Grinding Iron Literature
"It's all your fault! Play such thrilling action. Xiaolan blamed her little cousin, hiding her ugliness and embarrassment in the crowd watching the excitement.
The little cousin didn't squeak, drooping her head, looking very aggrieved. Before he stopped, he heard Xiaolan in front of him,
"Ouch", look at her carefully, blue skis, riding her aboard. After the three of them took their seats, Papa Smurf was home today.
He picked up his wine glass in front of Zhong Sheng a little unnaturally, and said the opening remarks, today is the second day of the Lunar New Year, it is a good day to go back to his parents' house, the two girls are by his side, he feels very happy, and Lawyer Zhong is also..., I couldn't find the right words to express it for a while.
"Mixing, mixing." Zhong Sheng added.
"Isn't it, I heard from the older generation that the ancestors of the Lan family also cooked roasted meat for Zeng Guofan's army." Her mother said proudly.
"Here we are." The little cousin also went out.
"That's all legend. There is no real evidence. Xiaolan said disapprovingly.
"Call uncle~" Zhong Sheng said in a weird manner, raising a glass to Xiaolan's parents.