successfully set out An Xin's words, although she did not explicitly agree, at least she still liked her son very much.

In this case, Mrs. Huo was satisfied.

"You're right, the children's affairs are decided by themselves, and we can only bless the elders, hehehe......"

………

There are many Lin families, this year, the second room of the Lin family, An Jia, Huo Yicheng's mother and son, Mrs. Yin, etc., are all living in their house, and this dumpling has to be packed more.

A few wives gathered together for an afternoon, and they made a lot of dumplings, which must be hundreds.

In the evening, everyone eats together, one person has a plate of dumplings, and there are all kinds of fillings.

Mrs. Huo had never eaten such a meal, but fortunately, she was not hypocritical and quickly blended in.

At twelve o'clock in the evening, no more than one point, no less, when the watch came to twelve o'clock, Lin Yuhua went to light the fireworks in the yard, covered his ears and hurriedly ran back.

"Bang! Bang bang bang! ”

Beautiful fireworks explode in the dark, but not pretty.

Mrs. Huo and Mrs. Yin raised their heads to look at the sky, and their eyes did not blink.

There are also other people in Huaiwan Village who are setting off guns, but they are far less beautiful than the Lin family's fireworks.

"Sister Yun, sister-in-law Manqi, Happy New Year." An Xin smiled at the two.

"Happy New Year."

Huo Yicheng had bought a lot of firecrackers for children to play with before, and Lin Qiang carried several boxes to play with himself.

Lin Yin also looked up at the fireworks, and a hand appeared in front of her.

"Here you go."

Huo Yicheng handed her the things in his hand, staring at it with dark eyes.

Lin Yin looked down and saw the fairy stick that was already burning in his hand.

She reached out and took it, looking at the fairy stick that was burning in her hand, and smiled from ear to ear.

Mrs. Huo has never enjoyed her son's intimacy, watching the little couple standing together and looking at each other and smiling, her heart is sour, and the words she says are also sour.

"As the old saying goes, a son marries a daughter-in-law and forgets his mother, I didn't believe it before, but now I believe it! I haven't married a daughter-in-law yet. "I forgot about my mother.

Huo Yicheng looked helpless: "Uncle Wang." ”

Uncle Wang hurriedly took the remaining fairy sticks.

gave Lin Yin two, and her mother had to get double, otherwise she would be jealous.

Extremely intimate helped light it, and then handed it to Mrs. Huo.

"Be careful, don't touch it."

Mrs. Huo instantly felt that she had not raised this son in vain, and she was satisfied, holding a fairy stick like a little girl, showing off to Mrs. Yin, An Xin and Wang Feng.

"See, this is the fireworks my son personally lit for me!"

An Xin smiled helplessly, and said very cooperatively.

"Yes, yes, my son is abroad, so he can't light fireworks for me."

Mrs. Yin: "My son is a workaholic like my husband, and he has never lit fireworks for me personally, so I envy you!" ”

Wang Feng: "I have two sons, the eldest is inconsiderate, and the younger one only cares about playing by himself, your son is really good to you." ”

The three of them were "sour" together, and Mrs. Huo couldn't close her mouth with a smile.

"That is, my Huo Yicheng is smart and filial, it's really not that I'm talking nonsense, my son who is so good can't find it with a lantern!"

Lin Yin was amused, and turned her head to look at the helpless and doting Huo Yicheng who was laughing.

Huo Yicheng still cares about Mrs. Huo very much.

"Aunt Huo hasn't seen the fireworks?"

"Nope." It's really a bit ashamed to say this: "In the past, my dad was often busy and didn't have time to go home, and the Chinese New Year was the same, and my mother didn't have the heart to celebrate the festival alone." ”

(End of chapter)