The firecrackers outside crackled for twenty minutes.

Half of the meal was eaten before it gradually quieted down.

The TV on the wall shows the Spring Festival program, which is quite lively.

After eating, the group went back to continue to wrap dumplings.

When they were all ready, they planned to go back to their rooms to sleep for a while, and Huo Jingchen couldn't help but have a quarrel with Zhao Siqing again.

So much so that by the time the two got up, it was already eight o'clock in the evening.

Mrs. Gu and Yang Jingqiu cooked the dumplings together, the room was full of heat, and the window was also covered with a layer of steam, which added a bit of warmth.

"Wake up, wash your hands and get ready to eat." Mrs. Gu came out with dumplings and spoke softly.

Zhao Siqing couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed when she saw that everyone was complete.

Old Madam Huo and Old Man Huo were also there, but the old lady just glanced at her and Huo Jingchen, but she didn't say much.

After eating the dumplings, the older ones left first, saying that they would come back in the early morning.

However, Yang Jingqiu stayed, and called Jiang Jingming, Gu Shiyu and Huo Jingchen together, Zhao Siqing, Nalan Yanran and Xie Yumian sat together, looking at this lineup, I felt that Yang Jingqiu would probably be turned into slag in seconds.

The group of three sat together and watched TV, and Song Huaijin and Zhao Yancheng sat on the other side and didn't know what they were whispering.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for Yang Jingqiu's voice to come from the mahjong table on the side.

"Huo Jingchen, you are not your own person at all!"

Huo Jingchen twisted his eyebrows slightly, but he dared not speak out about his mother-in-law's stupidity.

Now that the relationship is finally harmonious, if he goes back with a few words and then makes Yang Jingqiu angry, Qingqing will have to make trouble with him for a while.

"Gu Shiyu, why are you so yin, fortunately, Qingqing is not like you at all!"

Hearing this, Gu Shiyu's hand that was about to play cards paused, and silently changed the cards.

Jiang Jingming smiled gloatingly on the side, thinking that fortunately nothing happened to him.

Unexpectedly, he was happy too early.

In the next second, Yang Jingqiu's muzzle was aimed at him: "Don't even fight this, you can't coax it, no wonder that Chu doesn't want you." ”

Jiang Jingming: ......

Can you still have a good time?

Zhao Siqing sat cross-legged on the sofa with a pillow and watched this scene silly.

How could she forget that although Yang Jingqiu's IQ may not be as good as a few demons on the other side, she is aggressive.

Maybe it was their queen mother who won the money in the end.

The group made a fuss until half past eleven, and it was not until Mrs. Gu and Mrs. Huo came back that they closed the stall, cooked another wave of dumplings and pig's feet and began to eat, saying that they were welcoming the God of Wealth.

There are several kinds of fillings for dumplings, and Zhao Siqing eats one or two of each, but he can't hold it up.

Looking at the last one in the bowl, Zhao Siqing silently rubbed to Huo Jingchen's side and whispered, "Huo Jingchen, is this one for you?" I'm holding on. ”

Huo Jingchen turned his head to meet the woman's clear eyes, and then glanced at the dumplings in her bowl.

"Okay." He whispered, only to feel that the chubby dumplings had become tempting in her bowl.

After Huo Jingchen clamped the dumplings over, he took a bite and was chrome on his teeth, and immediately twisted his eyebrows and looked down, only to see that the dumplings were wrapped in a coin.

Zhao Siqing was also stunned for a few seconds, and then said a little excitedly: "Huo Jingchen, you will be lucky this year!" ”