The New Year is approaching.

Major companies have already taken a holiday.

So in the past few days, Wang Xie has accompanied his mother and sister, except for occasionally going out to buy New Year's goods, the rest of the time is enjoying the warmth of the family.

Zhao Ji has also been free recently, so she basically soaked in Villa 8.

It's Xie Huanhuan.

Because at the end of the year, Xie Jiayan became even busier, and she had to spend all her time on work.

Of course, she still tries to find time every day to come to Villa 8 to sit.

After several days, it was finally Chinese New Year's Eve.

A day of family reunion.

It was just early in the morning.

Wang Xie's villa was already singing in the birds.

When Wang Xie got up, he found that his mother, sister, Liu Qin'er, Xie Huanhuan and Zhao Ji were already making dumplings in the living room at this moment.

Dumplings are an indispensable delicacy for the Spring Festival of Dixing, implying the blessing of reunion and reunion, so making dumplings is also an important ritual of the Spring Festival.

Wang Xie looked at the harmonious family with a smile, and a warm current inevitably surged into his heart.

Maybe it's because the husband and wife are of the same heart.

Liu Qin'er, who noticed something, turned her head to look and found Wang Xie standing at the top of the stairs, so she also smiled and said, "Get up, do you want to make dumplings together."

"Okay." Wang Xie, who was discovered, walked over slowly, and asked Liu Qin'er with a smile, "You didn't go out today."

Liu Qin'er didn't stop her hand, she just smiled and said, "Everything that needs to be done is done, and there is nothing to do now, but the rehearsal will pass at 4 o'clock in the afternoon."

When several other people saw Wang Xie coming, they also took the initiative to squeeze together, giving up a little space for Wang Xie.

Wang Xie also sat down between Liu Qin'er and Zhao Ji, who didn't care, before he asked with a smile, "What about Huanhuan and the demon, are you okay today?"

Zhao Ji glanced at him before saying with a smile, "I'll go back to my parents in a while and spend the holiday with them."

Xie Huanhuan also looked at Wang Xie apologetically and said, "I have to go back later, but I have to go back to the Xie family banquet and wait until 8 o'clock in the evening to go home and spend it with my family."

Wang Xie looked around, and then nodded with a smile: "Okay, Qin'er and I will go to the Royal TV station in a while, it seems that we have to eat early for today's reunion dinner."

Everyone looked at each other, and then they all burst out laughing.

However, the movements of the subordinates are much faster, after all, although the meat and dishes are complete, it will still take a lot of time to cook a whole table of reunion dinners.

Wait until the time is about the same.

Wang Xie and Xie Huanhuan took the initiative to get up and handed over the big matter of making dumplings to others, and they were in charge of today's Chinese New Year's Eve dinner.

Until 12 noon, the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner or should be called the New Year's lunch can be ready.

However, after everyone took their seats, looking at the table full of good dishes, the sense of joy of the New Year instantly came up.

Wang Xie picked up his drink.

"It's a little early, but after all, it's a reunion dinner, so let's wish everyone good health and good luck!"

Everyone watched Wang Xie finish speaking in just two sentences, and they were stunned for a moment, and then they all smiled and touched the cup.

"Cheers!"

"Cheers!"

"Cheers!"

Wang Xie and Xie Huanhuan's craftsmanship is really good, so everyone is also very satisfied.

When everyone was full of food and drink, the time also came to 14 o'clock.

After a little rest, Wang Xie was ready to take Liu Qin'er to the Royal TV Station.

And Zhao Ji and Xie Huanhuan are also planning to get up and say goodbye, they also have their own things to do.

It's just that when everyone left, Wang Fang stopped a few people.

The crowd turned back.

found that Wang Fang took out a few red envelopes from his pocket, and then stuffed them into the hands of Liu Qin'er, Xie Huanhuan and Zhao Ji one by one.

All the women also refused.

Wang Fang persuaded with a smile: "Take it all, it stands to reason that you will give it tomorrow, but tomorrow is the first day of the new year, so you can accompany your family well, so I will give it in advance."

Seeing that the women were about to refuse, Wang Fang made a rare face: "Let you take it, it will be regarded as a meeting gift from the mother to her daughter-in-law."

At this time, the faces of all the women also turned red, but they didn't refuse anymore.

Seeing that Xie Huanhuan and Zhao Ji both blushed and bowed their heads, Liu Qin'er gave everyone an example: "Thank you, Mom!"

Xie Huanhuan and Zhao Ji also looked up at each other after hearing Liu Qin'er's voice.

Subsequently.

The cheerful Xie Huanhuan also said generously, "Thank you, Mom."

On the contrary, Zhao Ji has some expectations for Ai Ai: "Thank you... Mom."

Wang Fu also smiled at Wang Fang at this moment: "Mom, I want it too, thank you, Mom."

Instead, Wang Fang glared at Wang Fu: "Go, go, what kind of mess are you making, how old are you and embarrassed to ask for red envelopes."

Then the crowd burst into laughter.

Only then did he say goodbye to Wang Fang one by one, rushed out of the door, and then got into their respective cars.

It's just that Wang Xie, who was walking at the end, was quietly pulled by Wang Fang.

Wang Xie was a little puzzled: "Mom, is there anything else?"

saw Wang Fang secretly take out a red envelope and stuff it to Wang Xie again, and then whispered: "I don't know what is going on with you and that duke, anyway, everyone has a share in today's red envelope, as for whether to give it to her or not, you can decide for yourself."

Immediately, without waiting for Wang Xie to reply, Wang Fang went back by himself.

……

Four people, three cars.

After waiting for Dongshan, several people parted ways.

At this time, there were almost no cars on the streets of Jidu City, so Wang Xie took Liu Qin'er to the Royal TV station quickly.

After security, roll call, make-up and rehearsals.

The time also came to 6:30, and there was still an hour and a half before the official start of the Spring Festival Gala.

Wang Xie and Liu Qin'er's independent dressing room.

Because the time to go on stage is scheduled at 22 o'clock, the two are now a little idle.

Wang Xie looked at Liu Qin'er: "Do you want to go out and take a walk, breathe."

Liu Qin'er may have gotten up early, so she shook her head slightly, leaned back on the sofa with her eyes closed, and pretended to sleep.

Wang Xie shook his head: "Then I'll go out and take a walk, it's too stuffy here."

Liu Qin'er still closed her eyes and didn't answer, but she nodded slightly.

In fact, Wang Xie is not to blame.

Originally, the heating was sufficient, and with so many people coming in the background, the air would definitely be muddy and stuffy.

So Wang Xie gently opened the door and went out, and then walked down the corridor.

Ordinary viewers may not know Wang Xie, but people in the industry have long remembered this young and excessive face.

So there were people constantly greeting him along the way.

"Hello Mr. Wang Xie."

"Teacher Wang Xie is hard."

"Hello Mr. Wang Xie."

「……」

Wang Xie also nodded with a smile, showing modesty and decency.

It's just that soon, Wang Xie got bored.

He originally wanted to see if there were any acquaintances, but if the acquaintances were not found, he didn't say anything, and there were more and more strangers who greeted him.

So Wang Xie walked directly towards the door.

However, after walking out of the door, Wang Xie regretted it a little, because although the air outside was really good, it was really too cold, and the performance clothes on his body couldn't resist it at all.

But before he could react, a down jacket wrapped him up.

Wang Xie turned his head.

A pair of delicate high heels, with legs wrapped in black silk at the top, and a well-cut modern palace dress at the top, while the tall mountain peaks directly occupy most of Wang Xie's sight.

Wang Xie slowly raised his head, and the delicate face of thin powder, hatred and joy also appeared in front of him.

Sure enough, Sheheng is right.

Wang Xie looked at his body, this down jacket should be Sheheng's.

Wang Xie smiled, then opened his clothes and hugged Sheheng into his arms and wrapped him: "Give it to me, won't you be cold?"

She Heng didn't answer, but laughed and teased, "Now that you're so bold, aren't you afraid that the one in your family will see it?"

Wang Xie shook his head: "If you see it, you can see it."

The two stood silently for a while before they suddenly remembered something, and then took out a red envelope from themselves and handed it to Sheheng.

She Heng took it with a smile: "This is the New Year's red envelope you sent me?"

Wang Xie rubbed Sheheng's nose: "This is the red envelope my mother gave to my daughter-in-law, she asked me to hand it over to you."

Sheheng, who had been smiling faintly, turned red: "Then I'll really take it."

Wang Xie nodded: "It was originally for you."

In the cold wind.

Neither of them seemed to feel cold, and hugged for more than ten minutes.

Fortunately, this is at the side door, and no one comes and goes for the time being, otherwise it is estimated that Wang Xie has one more gossip.

It's almost 19 o'clock.

She Heng struggled out and tidied up his clothes.

Then he said to Wang Xie, "Okay, go back quickly, if you don't go back, your vinegar jar will be overturned."

Wang Xie also nodded, and then took off the down jacket again for Sheheng to put on.

Only then did he turn around and push the door in.

Outside the street, there were a few firecrackers.

It seems that Chinese New Year's Eve has really arrived.