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This year's Chinese New Year's Eve dinner is all made by Second Master Fu, how his craftsmanship is, just see how much is left in the end. Therefore, when Zhang Moxin finished eating all the dishes on the plate, Ruan Mianmian's heart collapsed.

"Won't you consider leaving us a little?" Ruan Mianmian asked.

The others were holding chopsticks, and they didn't even have a chance to start. If he hadn't eaten a little at the beginning, it is estimated that this table would have been eaten by Zhang Moxin.

"I kept it for you, you see I didn't eat at first." Zhang Moxin looked innocent.

Ruan Mianmian smiled and said coldly: "Thank you." ”

"You're welcome." Zhang Moxin waved her hand embarrassedly.

All:...

What the hell are you being polite about? Shouldn't you be ashamed to the point of being ashamed of yourself at this time?

"Smash, although it's wrong for you to hit someone, but this time, Ma Ma supports you to beat Zhang Moxin!" Ruan Mianmian put Fu Qian into Zhang Moxin's arms and said seriously to him.

Fu Qian giggled, then waved his little hand, and hit Zhang Moxin's face in a few clicks.

"Giggles!" Fu Qian's children's honest laughter.

"Second master, I can only trouble you to make a supper at night." Ruan Mianmian looked at the handsome Fu Tingze with blank eyes.

"Well, I will open a small stove for you at night, and I will make it for you to eat alone." Fu Ting said with a smile, the warm yellow light hit his face, extremely handsome.

It is said that the man who cooks is the most handsome, but Ruan Mianmian thinks that the man who only cooks for his wife is more handsome!

"So wife, you can brush the bowl." Fu Ting added.

Ruan Mianmian: ...

She wanted to retract what she had just said about Fu Tingze's handsomeness!!

The old man and Gao Xingchen wiped their mouths after eating and ran away, this old man stayed together every day, not to mention how many thieves there were. Only Zhang Moxin, who can eat, is still fighting wits and courage with five-month-old Fu Qian.

Ruan Mianmian's eyes flashed, and she looked at Zhang Moxin: "Scholar Zhang, you have eaten so much tonight, do you feel ashamed?" ”

"I'm not ashamed." Zhang Moxin replied shamelessly, and she didn't even have time to think.

Ruan Mianmian: ...

How is she going to answer this sentence?

"Since you're not ashamed, then you can wash the dishes." Ruan Mianmian smiled coldly.

Zhang Moxin was stunned for a moment, hugged Fu Qian, looked at Ruan Mianmian with a wink, and then said, "Shouldn't it be me ashamed, and then go to wash the dishes?" ”

Ruan Mianmian pulled the corners of her mouth, hugged her arms, and said, "Whether you are ashamed or not, the bowl is yours." ”

"Why don't you play according to the routine!" Zhang Moxin said with a smile and a smile.

"Smack!" Fu Qian's child finally hit Zhang Moxin's face, and after the beating, Fu Qian's big eyes like Ruan Mianmian looked at Ruan Mianmian brightly, as if he was asking for credit from Ma Ma.

Ruan Mianmian smiled and shook her head, she and Fu Ting had already seen that Fu Qian, a villain, had an amazing IQ!

...

No matter how Zhang Moxin resisted, he washed the bowl in the end. The faucet in the kitchen has been turned on, the water is rattling, and the TV in the living room has begun to play the Spring Festival Gala.

Zhang Moxin washed the dishes with a faint smile on the corner of her mouth. The curvature of the hook is full of happiness.

Ruan Mianmian couldn't bear to leave Zhang Moxin here alone to wash the dishes after all, she walked to the kitchen and found Zhang Moxin with a smile on her face.

"So happy to wash the dishes?" Ruan Mianmian couldn't help but ask.

Zhang Moxin came back to her senses, glanced at Ruan Mianmian, her smile was undiminished, and while washing the dishes, she shook her head and said, "This year is the happiest year I have ever had." ”

Ruan Mianmian paused slightly and helped Zhang Moxin clean the dishes together, her voice was soft, and Zhang Moxin felt relieved for a while.

"Were you unhappy before?" Ruan Mianmian asked.

Zhang Moxin shook his head and said, "I wasn't unhappy before, because I lived alone before." ”

No quarrels, no bickering, every day is a person, or a group of plants to accompany him. The days are monotonous and boring, repeating the previous day's content every day.

"Where's your family?" Ruan Mianmian couldn't help but ask.

It seems that since she met Zhang Moxin, she has not heard him mention her family.

"I was an orphan and was adopted by a foreign couple. At the age of 18, I became an adult, and I lived on my own. Zhang Moxin replied, there was no sad tone, no sad emotion, just a faint statement of one thing.

"Then you're very powerful, you're a botanist, and you know finance." Ruan Mianmian said, in fact, she has always felt that Zhang Moxin is very powerful, although this person is a tease.

"That's right, I'm just amazing!" Zhang Moxin's shameless bared teeth.

Ruan Mianmian: ...

Sure enough, it can't be boasted.

The flow of water gradually became smaller, and the sound gradually became smaller, Zhang Moxin washed the dishes seriously. After a long time, Ruan Mianmian heard Zhang Moxin say, "Thank you, Sister Mianmian." ”

Ruan Mianmian was slightly stunned, and a trace of warmth suddenly flashed in her heart, that kind of warmth was her sister's love for her younger brother.

"Thank me for what?" Ruan Mianmian asked softly.

Zhang Moxin bared her teeth, gave the wet dish in her hand to Ruan Mianmian, and said happily: "Thank you for taking care of me." I know that I am a very strange person, Second Master Fu tolerated me because he knew my details, but I didn't expect you to tolerate me so much. ”

"No, no, I don't tolerate it, if you can't clean up Zhangjia Village, I won't take care of you." Ruan Mianmian hurriedly clarified.

Zhang Moxin chuckled, he didn't believe Ruan Mianmian's words at all.

"In front of you, I can always feel the warmth of home." Zhang Moxin continued.

When Ruan Mianmian heard this, the corners of her mouth raised a touch of arc.

She wiped the plate in her hand, then put it in the cupboard, put down the cloth in her hand, and looked at Zhang Moxin seriously.

"If you die of this heart, I won't let you come to my house for dinner." After speaking, Ruan Mianmian left.

Zhang Moxin: ...

Sister Mianmian, can you not be so smart!

...

This Chinese New Year's Eve is simple and warm, after the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, the air outside the house is very low, so the family is watching TV in the living room.

No one mentioned the matter of sending red envelopes, because the mobile phones of several adults kept vibrating.

It's either a blessing text message sent by a customer colleague, or a chat in the group to grab red envelopes and make trouble. Anyway, in the eyes of people now, festivals are equivalent to grabbing red envelopes.

Ruan Mianmian directly threw a big red envelope in the employee group, sent a big red envelope to her father, and then sent a text message of "Happy New Year" to Liu Ying, and turned off her mobile phone.

The festival of reunion should not be tied down by mobile phones. Cherishing the time spent with your family is what the festival is all about.

"Gao Xingchen, you hold your brother, Ma Ma is going to take out a big red envelope." Ruan Mianmian cleared her throat and shouted.

Gao Xingchen's eyes lit up, and he ran over and hugged Fu Qian in his arms, the heavy Fu Qian was held in Gao Xingchen's arms, two stinky boys, how funny to watch.

Ruan Mianmian chuckled, took out two red envelopes from the pockets of her home clothes, and stuffed them on Fu Qian and Gao Xingchen.

Gao Xingchen's excited little face turned red, he returned Fu Qian to Ruan Mianmian, and then opened the red envelope happily.

I saw that in the red envelope, there was still a red envelope, and three words were written on it: "Big, red, bag..."

"Hahahahahahaha~~~~" Ruan Mianmian, who successfully tricked people, suddenly fell on the sofa with a smile.

"Giggles..."Fu Qian's little friend also laughed, and his fleshy little faces were huddled together.

Gao Xingchen: ...

Doesn't your conscience hurt when you play tricks on a six-year-old child?