"Hmm."

"Brother Chu is really amazing, he actually made arrangements. I'll just say, my sister-in-law rushed to our village early in the morning, and someone must have called him earlier. The idea is what you think, you really expected them to come to our house to steal things, my first brother is super powerful! ”

"How can my confinement mother be powerful, and the medicine that can make people itch for months can be dispensed."

"Hah!" Shen Yingyue smiled, "How can there be a medicine that can make people itch for a month or two, I lied to them, that medicine can make them itch for ten days at most, I just want them not to have a good year." ”

"Xiao Yingyue is getting worse and worse."

"I'm not learning from you yet." Shen Yingyue hugged his thick arms.

This kind of bad feeling of being with her beloved actually makes her feel very cool.

Liang Hanchu lowered his head and saw that she was snickering, so he picked her up and carried her home.

"Brother Chu, you are always like this!"

"You don't give it?"

"Give it, give it!" Where dare not give it, even if she doesn't give it, she can't catch up with him with her strength!

What is it like to have a husband who has a lot of strength and a spoiled wife? Shen Yingyue nestled in his humanoid sedan chair with peace of mind and smiled happily.

A few days later, it was Chinese New Year's Eve.

Shen Yingyue took Liang Hanchu and Liang Jing to Wang and Liang Zhongfu for a reunion dinner.

There are still a few hours before the New Year, and the Zhu family, the Qin family and Liang Erniang honestly didn't make any more trouble.

The atmosphere of the reunion dinner was quite good, and after eating, the family went home.

On Chinese New Year's Eve, to welcome the New Year, every family must observe the New Year, and Shen Yingyue's family is no exception.

Liang Han first saw that Shen Yingyue was pregnant, and he didn't want her to keep the New Year, but Shen Yingyue insisted on keeping it.

She is from the 21st century, and in that era, many traditions left by the Chinese ancestors have gradually been forgotten, and Shen Yingyue wants to experience it for herself.

Liang Hanchu couldn't resist her, so he had to let her keep the New Year together.

Late on Chinese New Year's Eve, Shen Yingyue stood by the window and saw that the houses scattered throughout the village were lit with orange light, which looked particularly warm in the snow, and she herself was in such a warm room.

Liang Hanchu came from behind and put a thick cloak on her, which was also made of the fur he personally brought back, thick and warm.

"Don't stand by the window, it's cold, let's go back to the house."

"Okay." Shen Yingyue followed him back to the hall and saw a large carbon basin placed in the center of the hall, and Liang Hanchu put the charcoal he bought from the charcoal seller into the carbon basin without hesitation.

The charcoal fire burned, one by one red, emitting light and heat, and several people put their hands on the carbon basin, warm, and it didn't take long to sweat hot.

"Brother Chu, we can't just guard the carbon basin like this, let's get something to eat, this charcoal fire is so prosperous, it's a pity not to use it too much."

"You want to get a barbecue?"

"No, I've got another thing that's as good as barbecue."

"Yes, yes! ! Liang Jing patted his two little hands happily.

Shen Yingyue was amused by him, why didn't she see that this black belly was a foodie before.

She got up and went to the kitchen, Liang Hanchu followed with a candle, and helped her hold the cloak on her body to prevent the wind from pouring in, Shen Yuhua and Liang Jing followed.

After entering the stove room, Shen Yingyue asked Liang Hanchu to go to the ice room he made in the cellar to get two killed chickens, and she went to get the seasoning.

Back at the charcoal brazier in the lobby, she asked Liang Hanchu to go out and shovel some mud and come back.