In the blink of an eye, it was already Spring Festival.

After returning to Dragon City, Pei Yunqing returned to his original life.

Tang Moshen was also the same as before, getting busier and busier.

In March, he will officially enter the presidential palace.

The new ministers have not yet been finalized, and there is a lot of work to be done, and there are many things to do at the presidential palace, plus preparations for the wedding.

He also attaches great importance to the big wedding in this life.

From Pei Yunqing's dresses and jewelry, to the layout of the scene......

No matter how big or small, he has to see it himself.

In the blink of an eye, it is already the end of the year.

On the day of the thirtieth day of the Chinese New Year's Eve, Pei Yunqing rushed back to the Tang Mansion early.

The couplets and blessing characters of the year are all written by Mr. Tang himself, and this year is of course no exception.

When Pei Yunqing drove back, the servants were preparing the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, Tang Ziren stood on the chair to paste blessings, and Old Man Tang stood below in a dark silk coat to command.

"It's crooked, a little to the left!"

Seeing that the old man bent over to get the Fu character on the side, Pei Yun hurriedly trotted up the steps and took the initiative to help him pick up the Fu word.

Seeing her, the old man immediately smiled.

"It's cold outside, get inside!"

"It's okay, it's not cold, I'll help Uncle Zhou post it, you can come into the house quickly!" Pei Yun chuckled.

"It's a good day, and I'm basking in the sun with you."

While a few people were talking, the engine rang on the steps, and a car had already pulled up.

Several people turned their faces together, only to see Tang Moshen getting out of the driver's seat.

"Mo Shen, so early today?"

"Chinese New Year's Eve, I gave them a holiday early in the morning!" Tang Mo walked up the steps and took the blessing word in the old man's hand, "It's cold outside, you two enter the house, I'll help Uncle Zhou paste it!" ”

"Uncle Tang, let's go in and have tea!" Pei Yun chuckled and held the old man's arm, "I know the work every day, let him do the work for the family this time!" ”

"Give me a good sticker, if you don't stick it well, I won't let you eat dumplings at night!"

This son of his own family is busy all year round.

Sometimes when you go on a mission, don't talk about festivals, and you can't see the first person during the New Year.

If he doesn't say it, how can he not want to it in his heart?

It's rare to go home so early this year, and I took the initiative to help paste the word blessing, and the old man was of course happy.

When people are old, at this time of the Chinese New Year, isn't it just a reunion?

Pei Yunqing accompanied the old man to drink tea and chat, and Tang Moshen had already finished pasting all the blessing characters and couplets in the yard.

Everyone had lunch together, and Old Man Tang yawned.

"No, I have to squint for a while, Mo Shen, you and Yun Qing go to the street to help me buy some fruits and come back, good evening to worship my ancestors!"

"Donald, I'm ready for everything." Tang Ziren said busily.

The old man glared, "Can't you buy a few more?" ”

Tang Ziren suddenly understood, "Yes, yes, I bought a little less, so it will trouble the young master." ”

Actually, such a trivial matter, where can Tang Moshen be used.

The old man said this deliberately, but he just wanted to give the two children a chance.

All year round, my son is busy, and it is rare to take a vacation, so he should always accompany Pei Yunqing.

The two young people are both exquisite, where can they not guess the old man's thoughts?

Don't say anything wrong, just promise to do things well.

So, they got up side by side, put on warm clothes, wrapped themselves in scarves and hats, and went out together.

took out a mask from her body and put it on her face, Tang Moshen reached out and grabbed her little hand and stuffed it into his coat pocket.

"Let's take the subway!"

"How?" Pei Yun chuckled, "Experience life? ”