Xie Ling, who was still young, started on the side, went to the small kitchen to light the fire, and looked at his mother's bag.

Aunt Ten's dumplings are very beautiful, and Xie Ling, who taught them by hand, can already make them at the age of eight or nine.

In addition to making dumplings, his mother's needlework is also very good, before she became a singer, her mother was a talented girl, her family was in the middle of the road, and she was forced to be helpless and became a singer.

Xie Ling's literacy, enlightenment, and painting were all taught by his mother.

He hadn't even been to the school.

Rong Huan listened silently, and the dumpling in his hand didn't move for a long time, just looking at him.

He is dressed in white, everything he does is gentle, elegant, and a beautiful dumpling is born in his hands, all like handicrafts.

There was a shallow smile on the corner of his lips, and his eyes were full of tenderness when he talked about his mother.

The candle flame was hazy, so that he was contaminated with fireworks.

Rong Huan raised his hand suddenly, and mischievously smeared some flour on his face, the fireworks became heavier, and there was even a hint of joy.

Xie Ling: "Don't make trouble. ”

The tone is light and petting.

Rong Huan smiled, his smiling eyebrows and eyes curved like a crescent moon.

The dumplings are finally wrapped, Xie Ling goes to cook, Rong Huan burns the fire, this Chinese New Year's Eve dinner has no extravagant meal, only the two of them make together, the most ordinary dumplings.

There are two flavors, one vegetarian and three fresh, and one pork and celery.

When it came out of the pot, the steaming heat smoked everything in front of him a little unreal, Rong Huan looked through the mist and looked at Xie Ling, who was stirring dumplings with an apron, smiling with satisfaction.

When eating dumplings, Rong Huan said, "When I made dumplings just now, I wrapped a copper coin in them, and whoever of us eats it first can make a request to each other, how about it?" ”

Xie Ling raised his eyebrows and said, Okay.

He first sandwiched a meat dumpling for her, and then ate it slowly, and before he took a bite, he paused.

There was a copper coin inside.

He smiled and took out the copper coin.

Rong Huan pretended to be surprised, wow, your luck is good, you can eat it in one bite, then you will definitely have a hair this year.

This is 31W xW . C om Zhang. After saying a few nice words, she pretended to be helpless and said, "Say, what do you want Master Ben to do for you?" ”

Xie Ling pinched the copper coin and played with it, thought for a while, and said, "I think, you come up tonight." ”

Rong Huan was eating dumplings, and when he heard this, he choked suddenly, and his fair cheeks instantly turned crimson, secretly sighing for a good opportunity, wanting to know what he wanted to do the most, and wanted to help him achieve it, but he didn't expect Ya's request to be this.

She muttered, but didn't dare to look him in the eye, so she had to mutter, "Oh." ”

The word "oh" suddenly made Xie Ling laugh heartily.

His laughter is clear, like a broken jade in Kunshan and a frozen lake, so beautiful.

The beautiful sound made Rong Huan's sideburns more and more red, and he didn't dare to look at him, so he buried his head in silent eating.

She had eaten three dumplings, but someone's chopsticks still didn't move, sitting across from her leisurely, with a smile on her lips.

Rong Huan muttered, "You don't have any other serious requirements?" ”

Xie Ling looked straight at her, "I just want you." ”

Rong Huan raised his eyes and met his serious eyebrows and undisguised domineering.

She staggered her gaze and pretended to be ashamed: "The dumplings are cold, give them to me quickly." ”

Xie Ling picked up the chopsticks at this time, and his tone was ambiguous, "I'll eat it right away." ”

I don't know if there is too much waste in Rong Huan's brain, but his eating made Rong Huan think crookedly in an instant.

She bowed her head, spat a hooligan, and then pulled her dumplings.

Rong Huan ate twenty dumplings, burped, and couldn't eat them anymore.

Ben didn't pack much, and the rest was given to Xie Ling, and he ate it seriously.

Rong Huan was surprised, "Don't eat it." "There aren't many, but there are dozens.

Xie Ling wiped his mouth slowly with a handkerchief, "This is the first time an adult has made dumplings, so I can't waste it." ”

Rong Huan was full, and leaned lazily on the chair, "Then I can't eat anymore, I didn't wrap well for the first time today, I will practice another day, and I will definitely be able to wrap it better." ”

Xie Ling answered, then got up and walked over, picking up the person from the chair.

Rong Huan was taken aback, "Stop, stop, I just finished eating, and it's not suitable for strenuous exercise." ”

Xie Lingguaner, "What do you think, I'm picking you up to watch the fireworks and keep the New Year." ”

"Oh" Rong Huan was embarrassed, forgetting that Ah Ling said before that he would take her to watch fireworks to celebrate the New Year.

She obediently leaned into his arms and let him carry herself out of the flower forest.

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"Wow, that's beautiful."

As soon as Rong Huan landed, he ran around the cliff like a cheerful swallow.

There is a jade condensation flower tree on the edge of the cliff that is hugged by two people, and it is not the flowering period at this time, only the leaves are green and swaying.

Under the tree, there are tables, chairs, tea sets, rest and warm beds, melon and fruit snacks, and there are crane lampstands on both sides, on which there are night pearls for lighting.

What's more, from this angle, you can see the lights of thousands of homes at the foot of Buxian Mountain.

The stars are splendour-splendour.

Rong Huan ran around, came back and took his hand and asked, "When did you arrange it?" ”

Xie Ling touched her head, "It was arranged in the afternoon, do you like it?" ”

I like it, I like it very much, Rong Huan didn't hide his liking, and hugged him to nibble on it.

It's a chirp, but it's crisp.

Xie Ling smiled.

This is the repentance cliff of Buxian Mountain, which is used for repentance, and it is already immortal, not to mention that Xie Ling has carefully arranged it, and it is even more immortal.

Rong Huan walked around, and finally looked at the pink couch, giggling with a smile.

Well, about liking pink, she can't tell anyway, just Hua Jinglin's eyes are full of pink, Xie Ling will think that she likes pink, and there is no way to do it.

The couch was covered with a white tiger skin, and it was warm when you sat on it, as if you had performed a spell.

Rong Huan sat down, poured a cup of tea in a decent manner, and then asked Xie Ling to drink it.

Tea art or something, we don't show it, we don't understand it, just taste it blindly.

Xie Ling sat down beside her and hugged the person into his arms.

Behind is the chill of the night, and ahead, the warmth of thousands of lights.

In his arms, he is the most beloved person in this life.

At this moment, Xie Ling was satisfied, he hugged it quietly, without even making a small movement.

Rong Huan nested comfortably, listening to him say something about folk festivals, or some entertainment programs or something, she didn't know much about the ancient New Year after all, so she listened to it with relish in his arms.

Unconsciously, time changes, saying goodbye to the old and welcoming the new.

At the foot of the mountain, I don't know where the big family is going, there are a lot of fireworks, and the colors explode one after another, looking from afar, like a bewitching flower blooming under the dark blue night, Ambilight, brilliant and dazzling.

Rong Huan smiled very happily, and the fireworks of the ancients were also very beautiful.

She turned around and grabbed Xie Ling's hand, her eyes blazing, "Ah Ling, Happy New Year." ”

Xie Ling replied to her: "Huanhuan, Happy New Year." ”

Rong Huan urged him, "Make a wish." ”

In the new year, you can make a New Year's wish and a good expectation for the future.

After urging, Rong Huan closed his eyes, crossed his hands and clasped them, with a serious attitude.

Xie Ling looked at her pious appearance and couldn't help but be curious, "What wish did you make?" ”

Controlling the big and making the owl. Rong Huan whispered, "If I don't tell you, it won't work if I say it." ”

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