"Ahh

The little butterfly sat on the sofa and teased her younger brother Tang Yueming.

Tang Yueming looks like a tiger, and currently only shouts a few simple words such as dad and mom.

"Sister." The little butterfly guided him to call people.

"Hey, hey."

Tang Yueming had saliva on the corner of her mouth, and she swayed her body with a smile on her face, but she didn't call people.

"Sister." The little butterfly guided again.

"Hey."

Tang Yueming immediately responded, and it was very clear.

The little butterfly was stunned, why did you agree?

But first, I couldn't help but laugh.

And Tang Yueming saw the little butterfly laughing, and he also laughed, and he still said baby words that he couldn't understand.

The little butterfly reached out and scratched his fleshy chin, soft, soft, and felt very good.

At this moment, Tang Yueming suddenly said, "Sister, hi~"

Little Butterfly's eyes widened when she heard this, and she said in surprise: "Mom, my brother called me sister just now." ”

"Really?"

Ye Weilan was also surprised when she heard this, but she was not surprised in her heart, because Tang Yueming would call her sister, and it had nothing to do with Little Butterfly teaching him.

Because Tang Yueming himself will call her sister.

Soon after he was born, the couple not only guided him to call him Mom and Dad, but also often carried him to the photo of the little butterfly and told him that this was his sister, and over time, he would naturally call his sister.

"Really, I heard you right." Little Butterfly looked at her younger brother Tang Yueming excitedly.

"Call my sister."

"Sister, hi hi hi ~"

Tang Yueming smirked at the little butterfly, his chin was full of saliva.

"Did you hear that?" The little butterfly was very proud to show off to Ye Weilan, who came over.

Then he used the saliva towel around Tang Yueming's neck to help him wipe the saliva on his chin, and the movements were very gentle.

After wiping and hugging him, Tang Yueming was like a little pig, writhing in the arms of the little butterfly, and also kissed the little butterfly's pink cheeks, making her cheeks full of saliva.

"It's time to eat."

At this moment, Tang Zhou walked out of the kitchen wearing an apron and carrying dishes.

It's rare for him to cook today, and Tang Guancong's cooking skills are actually very good.

"It's time to eat."

Tang Zhou brought the last soup to the table, and today's dishes were complete.

Nine dishes and one soup, a total of ten, implying perfection.

Ye Weilan picked up her son Tang Yueming and pulled the little butterfly off the sofa again.

"We're eating."

In previous years, they all went back to Tang Zhou to celebrate the New Year at their parents' house, but this year, they stayed at home for the sake of the little butterfly, and even Aunt Sun, who was cooking, was taken home early from vacation.

Today it is just their family.

Reunion and reunion, no need for outsiders.

"Here, let's have a toast."

Tang Zhou picked up the wine glass, first touched his wife's red wine glass, and then touched the juice glass of the little butterfly.

turned his head and saw Tang Yueming holding a milk bottle, looking at everyone in a daze.

Tang Xuan also touched one with him with a smile.

"Little second, touch one too."

Little Butterfly chuckled when she heard this, thinking that what her father said was funny, and then she wanted to have a toast with the little second child.

Tang Yueming saw the juice cup that her sister stretched out, and thought she was going to give it to him, so she immediately smiled, her face was full of excitement, and she reached out to grab it, but she forgot that she was still holding a bottle in her hand.

In this way, it looks like clinking glasses with the little butterfly, but the little butterfly is happy, and it is actually good to have a younger brother.

"Ahh

Seeing that her sister not only did not hand the cup to herself, but also drank the juice inside, Tang Yueming stared at her big round eyes, puffed out her mouth, clenched her small fists, and patted her children's dining chair very angrily.

It's a pity that it's not powerful, but it's even cuter.

It caused a burst of laughter from everyone.

At this moment, Tang Zhou rang from his mobile phone, and he picked it up and looked at it.

Ye Weilan, who was sitting opposite, said with some dissatisfaction when she saw this: "Can't you put your work aside for the New Year?" ”

Tang Xuan put down his mobile phone when he heard the words and said: "It's not work, it's a message from the third grandfather, one is to wish me a happy New Year." The second is to say that Mr. Song was merciful and let Fan Wan go home for the New Year. On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, a temple sacrifice will be held, and we will be asked if we have time to go over and participate. ”

Ye Weilan is also a smart person, and she instantly grasped the key point in her words.

"He wants to ask if Little Butterfly has come back for the New Year, right?"

Tang Xuan nodded with a smile, agreeing with her statement, and then said, "But it's true that we were invited to participate in the sacrifice." ”

After that, he looked at the little butterfly opposite, who was struggling with a chicken leg.

Looking at the small appearance of her face covered with oil, Tang Zhou took out a wet tissue and gently wiped it for her.

Little Butterfly didn't notice this at all, and when she saw her father helping her wipe her face, she still looked up and looked ignorant.

The stupid little appearance, Tang Zhou looked at it from the heart of a gentle.

………………

"Grandma, I'll give you something delicious."

Millet grains put the deep-fried rake that they had bitten into Grandma Huang's bowl.

"Didn't you use to be a favorite foodie? Is it bad taste? Grandma didn't dislike the millet grains she had eaten, so she picked it up and took a bite and found that it tasted very good and there was no problem.

Just when she was surprised, she heard millet grains say: "I've tasted it, this one is very crispy, Grandma's teeth are not good, this crispy one can be eaten." ”

Grandma Huang paused her chopsticks when she heard this, and then said sadly: "Grandma's good baby, why is God so unfair to let you ......"

"Mom, for the New Year, what are you talking about, isn't it very good now."

Fan Yaohua interrupted Grandma Huang's words and didn't let her go on.

"Yes, yes, look at me, it's true, I should be happy today."

Grandma Huang also reacted, and re-clamped a fried rake for millet grains.

"Thank you, Grandma." Millet Grains showed a happy smile.

She's really happy and feels happy now.

"Mom bought fireworks, after eating, Mom took you to the yard to set off fireworks."

Fan Yaohua saw her happy appearance, so she added fire.

"Wow, really?" Millet grains were surprised.

The reason why she was surprised was because Fan Yaohua said that she was timid and did not dare to put it, and even the firecrackers were only put on a small hanging when eating Chinese New Year's Eve dinner.

Millet grains have been very sensible since childhood, although they also want to, but they have never asked Fan Yaohua to buy fireworks.

In fact, Fan Yaohua was not afraid of fireworks, she felt that it was not worth spending that money, and their previous economy was not sufficient, so she was naturally even more reluctant.

Ironically, after Millet Grains died, their finances were much better, because they received a large amount of compensation, which was Millet Grains' life money.

In the past, every year during the Chinese New Year, Millet Grains stood in the yard and watched other houses in the town set off fireworks.

Thinking of her poor baby, as soon as she gritted her teeth this year, Fan Yaohua also bought some fireworks.

"Of course it's true, hurry up and eat, we'll set off fireworks after eating." Fan Yaohua said with a smile.

Hearing this, Millet picked up the rice bowl and quickly took two large mouthfuls.

Grandma Huang said with a smile next to her.

"Don't eat so fast, be careful of choking."

Hearing this, Millet slowed down, and finally put down the bowl and said, "Mom, forget it, let's not set off fireworks." ”

"Why?" Fan Yaohua was a little surprised.

"Mom is afraid of fireworks, right? Don't set off fireworks for me. "Millet grains are well-behaved and authentic.

Fan Yaohua was very moved when she heard this, tears appeared in the corners of her eyes, she blinked, held back her tears, and pretended to be nothing.

Put down the chopsticks and touch the little face of the millet grains.

"Millet grains are the bravest children, and they can protect grandma, so can you set off fireworks by yourself at night?"

"Really? Can it really be? Millet got up from her chair excitedly.

"Of course it's true, do you dare millet grains?"

"Of course I dare, I'm brave."

The small hand holding the chopsticks and clenching the fist indicates that she is very powerful.

"That's good, then let's eat, otherwise the food will be cold later." Fan Yaohua said softly.

Hearing this, Millet picked up the rice bowl again and quickly pulled it up.

It's stained with millet grains all over its face.

………………

"Dad, let me tell you, your food is the best in the world."

The vegetable dumplings were sandwiched with braised meatballs, and he swore that Cai Lichun was the best father in the world.

Liu Hongyu was amused by her next to her, and said with a smile: "Hurry up and put the balls in the bowl, be careful of falling out." ”

"No, I'm very ......"

Before she could finish her sentence, the meatballs fell off her chopsticks and rolled onto the table.

Before Cai Lichun could speak, she reached out and grabbed the meatballs into her bowl, pretending that nothing had happened.

When she saw her parents looking at her, she said a little embarrassedly, "It's okay, you can still eat." ”

Cai Lichun did not preach, but smiled and said: "Hurry up and eat, if you like to eat, eat more." ”

"Uh-huh." Vegetable dumplings nodded.

Picked up the braised meatballs in the bowl and took a bite, revealing a happy smile.

The meatballs made by Cai Lichun are added with starch, eggs, water chestnuts, fried in an oil pan, fried on the outside and tender on the inside, and then thickened and braised.

The meatballs produced in this way are fat but not greasy, refreshing and crispy, fresh and tender, and taste excellent.

"Dad, I'm in Taoyuan Village, in fact, I can eat the meatballs you made, and the little butterflies and millet grains also say that your cooking is delicious."

Although Cai Dumpling has been sick in bed, his personality is still very cheerful, eating the delicious meals made by his father, and chattering at the same time.

Cai Lichun was a little surprised when he heard this.

"There are still people in Taoyuan Village who cook for you, and you still eat?"

"Of course we don't have to cook, we don't have to eat, we eat incense, and incense can be turned into anything we want, so I'll turn incense into meatballs made by my father, ahh......h

Vegetable dumplings are dancing happily.

Incense can be used or eaten not only for oneself or as a gift.

That's why the little butterflies and millet grains can taste the meatballs made by Cai Lichun.

But in fact, this is just the vegetable dumplings sharing this beautiful taste memory with them through incense, not the taste they eat themselves.

And this is the incense that belongs to the vegetable dumplings, which is full of the love and thoughts of Cai Lichun and his wife for their daughter.

Therefore, if the little butterfly and millet grains are eaten, they can taste the taste of the meatballs made by Cai Lichun, and they cannot absorb the incense in them to nourish their souls.

But even then, it's already amazing.

It is also through this method that Taoyuan Village has derived various items, and there are many types, which are no rarer than those in the world.

Even through unbridled imagination, many things are born that do not exist in the world.

It's just that because of the environment, Taoyuan Village has not given birth to a complete commodity trading market, and it is basically self-sufficient or simply given to each other.

However, after obtaining the capital of Xu, Song Ci changed its name to "Taocheng", in fact, it was intended to develop it into a bazaar for free exchange of goods.

Zhu Daoheng, the original owner of Taoyuan Village, was a scholar, but he was too ideal and romantic.

Although Taoyuan Village is good, not everyone has a very low desire like him, people are social animals, and it is the same to do tricks, and there is also a demand for "material".

Cai Lichun and his wife were also very surprised when they listened to the vegetable dumplings chattering about her interesting stories in Taoyuan Village.

It turns out that after death, there is still such a place.

But as he spoke, he suddenly asked, "Mom and Dad, will you forget?"

After speaking, he looked at the two of them with a serious face.

The couple glanced at each other when they heard this, and Cai Lichun took the initiative to speak: "Why did you suddenly ask like this." ”

"Because there are many children, Mom and Dad have forgotten them, and no one has given them incense, they are all so sad and pitiful, will Mom and Dad forget me one day?" Cai Dumpling put down his chopsticks, and his voice was a little choked.

Liu Hongyu hurriedly put down the chopsticks and hugged her in her arms.

"Of course not, Mom and Dad will never forget the dumplings, you will always be our little baby."

"Your mother is right, so don't be sad, Dad will forget you like this?"

He suddenly understood why Song Ci asked him to burn yellow paper money for the lonely grave wild ghost in Taoyuan Village.

"Well, I love Mom and Dad too, and I won't forget you."

The mood of the dumplings came and went quickly, and they were happy again.

"I often come back to see you, although you can't see me, but I can see you, I'm already happy......"

Looking at the cheerful smile on Cai Dumpling's face, Liu Hongyu hugged her tighter and kissed her on the face.

"Vegetable dumplings, you have to take care of yourself alone, your parents will never forget you, and you have to be happy all the time......"

"Okay."

The vegetable dumplings were crisply served, and she was so happy now.

There was a cannon shot outside, followed by a streamer of light inside the room.

"Wow, fireworks."

Cai Dumpling struggled out of her mother's arms, came to the windowsill, tiptoed, pulled the window edge, and looked out the window.

Colorful fireworks bloom in the sky.

It's beautiful.

In the shiny pupils of the vegetable dumplings, the streamer in the sky is reflected, and they are full of longing for the future.

"Brother Fairy, Happy New Year!"

She shouted at the fireworks in the air.

She believed that the fireworks that bloomed in the sky would convey her words to her fairy brother.

(End of chapter)