1496 Are We Really Over? (g)

Lifelike smiled and didn't speak.

"No, I'm going to take a photo and send it to Moments." Su Yue said, looking around for her mobile phone, and finally found it under the coffee table, "My third brother's ugly dumplings are also photographed to set off the beauty of the two of us." ”

She said with a smile.

took a picture of the dumplings divided into three areas with his mobile phone and sent them to the circle of friends.

That lively energy makes lifelike relieved.

The process may be a little painful, but after a long time, it will always be better.

"Miss, get ready, you go wash your hands, it's time to start eating."

Aunt Zhang stood at the door of the restaurant and shouted at Su Yue and Xuxu.

She is an old man, and she is very happy today.

Because there are a few more people in the family this year, the happiest thing is that there are two more little ones this year.

Yan Weihong and they went downstairs one after another, today is Chinese New Year's Eve, the two little ones will definitely participate in the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, Yan Weihong and Mu Li are holding one in their hands.

They sat down, and Aunt Zhang came out of the kitchen with the dishes and saw Mu Li and Yan Weihong holding the child in their arms.

Her old man's eyes suddenly turned red, "The atmosphere at home hasn't been so lively for a long time." ”

Lifelike nodded, "yes." ”

"I remember that the third young master was still young at that time, and he had a Chinese New Year's Eve dinner." Aunt Zhang rubbed her eyes while looking at the little guy Yan Weihong was holding in her hand, and said with a smile, "The old lady has always held him in her arms, and no one else can hold him." ”

The last sentence, let alone lifelike, even the tip of Yan Rusheng's nose was sour when he heard it.

Xu Xu sniffed, smiled and greeted Aunt Zhang, "Aunt Zhang, you can also sit down and eat." ”

"There are still a few dishes in the kitchen, you eat first." Aunt Zhang turned around and went into the kitchen.

Turning her back, she wiped the tears that could not be held back with her apron.

"Come, New Year's money, one for each person."

As soon as the meal began, Yan Weihong took out a few red envelopes, starting with Su Yan and finally to Su Yue.

"You're the youngest, so you're older than them."

Su Yue looked at the red envelope that Yan Weihong handed to her.

'Little girl, she's a year older. ’

Her mind couldn't help flashing the picture of Ming Ansheng coming here on Chinese New Year's Eve last year and giving her red envelopes.

He looked at her with a slight smile, his smile was doting, elegant and gentle.

At this moment, is he also eating Chinese New Year's Eve dinner?

Seeing that she didn't stretch out his hand, Yan Weihong was puzzled, "What's wrong?" ”

"Nope." Su Yue shook her head, curled her lips and smiled, and reached out to take the red envelope in Yan Weihong's hand, "Thank you, Second Uncle." ”

She pinched the red envelope, lowered her head, and bit her lip.

Looking at the table full of dishes, she suddenly lost her appetite.

……

The Ming family, a large family, every corner of the house is filled with the taste of New Year's festivities.

Ming Ansheng, who is still working in the study, is out of step with the lively atmosphere at home.

After reading a bunch of documents, he raised his head, stretched his limbs, and then picked up the water cup in front of him, the tea was cold, and he only took a small sip.

With the other hand, he picked up the phone, swiped it open, and ignored the two push news on the screen, and there was a message prompt on WeChat, and he clicked on it.

It is a text message sent by Zhou Shuang to wish the New Year.

Ming Ansheng didn't read the content, and clicked on the circle of friends.

At a glance, he saw the names of people he knew and missed.

'From left, me, my third sister-in-law, and then my third brother, hahaha...... Third brother, are you wrapping dumplings? My third sister-in-law and I are wrapped up by a beautiful woman, and he is a beast! ’

The corners of Ming Ansheng's mouth were gently raised, and the light in his eyes instantly turned into water, and the soft waves rippled.

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