Chapter 119: Visitors on Chinese New Year's Eve

This stupid Xiucai slapped his mouth and said, "It shouldn't be called Miss Sui Ying, it should be called Mr., Mr. Sui Ying." “

After listening to this, Shu Yan became a little interested in this one.

"You sour talent seems to be a really studious person, what's your name?"

Silly Xiucai opened his eyes wide, and said quite seriously: "Xiaosheng's surname is Song, and his name is quoted." ”

Song Yin has no place to live, and now that it is cold, Shu Yan naturally can't bear to let him die outside, so he gave him the firewood room in the yard to live in.

This guy would read every morning when he got up, but Cheng San was so noisy that he couldn't sleep, and every morning he went to the firewood room to reason with this guy.

Song Yinshu reads very much, and has a wide range of interests and hobbies, and always likes to think about other things when eating, so every time he either talks too much, or he doesn't eat at all.

So this guy is as thin as firewood, and it feels like it can be blown down by a gust of wind at any time.

After some time, the charcoal burning in the village also stopped, and on the thirtieth day of the Chinese New Year's Eve, every family rested.

Shu Yan instructed the family to make bread and dumplings.

Chen Yunzhong's arrival made them a lot richer, and even the dumplings were filled with two kinds of fillings.

Leek eggs, pork green onions.

It was snowing heavily outside, there was a fire burning in the house, Xiao Yu'er and Yu'an were playing in the house, and Shu Yan led a group of old and young masters around the table to make dumplings.

Bai Guichen's big hands are extraordinarily flexible, the dumplings are exquisite, Cheng San is good, but he likes to steal and play tricks, and there is a lot of nonsense in the innermost, and he can't wrap one in half a day.

And Chen Yun's dumplings were extremely ugly, and Shu Yan couldn't help but glance at this stupid son.

"Why don't you stop it, let's go to the fire with Ah Fei."

Chen Yun finally raised his head, looked at his mother, and suddenly said with some resentment: "As long as you can eat it, can you?" ”

Shu Yan smiled and didn't speak, and continued to roll the dumpling wrappers with a rolling pin.

Cheng San, the kid, interjected: "It's really emotional to think about it, the godmother was also an old lady with dozens of people at this time last year, and now she has become a group of our handsome young people's old mothers." ”

Shu Yan glanced up at Cheng San, but she didn't object to the old mother.

While the two were talking, there was a sudden knock on the door outside, and Shu Yan said to Chen Yunzhong: "Go and see, who will knock on the door at this time?" ”

Chen Yunzhong stood up and patted the flour on his hand, walked outside and opened the door.

But I saw a middle-aged man standing outside the door, extremely tall, with a majestic but gentle face.

The man laughed, "What's wrong?" ”

Chen Yun was finally surprised: "Father, why are you here?" ”

Snowflakes fell from between Chen Shengzhi's eyebrows, his deep eyes narrowed slightly, and the smile on his lips was just right.

Chen Sheng said: "Naturally, I came to see your mother." ”

Chen Shengzhi, who was wearing a big coat, crossed Chen Yunzhong, he walked out by himself, Chen Yunzhong opened the door and saw that there was only a horse outside, and he hurried to catch up with his father.

Chen Shengzhi: "Father, you came alone?" ”

Chen Shengzhi entered the house, he took off his big hat, and Chen Yun finally hurriedly took it and hung it up.

At this moment, Shu Yan was rolling the dumpling skin, and when he looked up, he saw Chen Shengzhi.

Chen Sheng is over fifty years old, but he looks only in his early forties, and he is tall, so he has a good temperament.

Chen Shengzhi smiled at Shu Yan and took a few steps forward.

Chen Shengzhi: "Madam, I haven't seen you for a long time. ”

When Shu Yan saw Chen Shengzhi, she laughed for no reason, she put down her rolling pin and looked up at the man.

Shu Yan: "An old man in his fifties and sixties is not afraid of freezing his old bones." ”

Chen Shengzhi was not angry, he walked to a position and sat down.

Chen Shengzhi: "When I came to see you, I was naturally not afraid of the cold." ”

Shu Yan didn't want to say anything more to him, so he continued to roll the dumpling skin, but Bai Guichen and Cheng San kept looking at Chen Shengzhi.

It's not that the two of them are uninformed, but Chen Shengzhi's temperament is really good, especially the pair of Danfeng eyes, although there are wrinkles on the face, they add to the precipitation of the years.

Chen Shengzhi smiled: "You go on, don't worry about me." ”

Cheng San, Bai Guichen and others continued to make dumplings, Chen Yunzhong also came over, Shu Yan didn't say a word, and the rest of the people didn't dare to speak.

Xiao Yu'er and Yu'an both sat on the side.

Chen Shengzhi's gaze moved to Yu'an, he beckoned to Yu'an, and said softly: "Yu'an, come to Grandmaster." ”

Yu An walked cautiously over, and he looked up at the man who could decide his life and death.

Chen Sheng said: "Yu'an, do you think your grandfather will kill you?" ”

Shu Yan was rolling the dough for a moment, she looked at Bai Guichen, and Bai Guichen shook his head.

Shu Yan stopped what he was doing and took a knife from the table.

Yu'an: "Grandfather won't. ”

Chen Shengzhi suddenly laughed, he reached out and touched Yu An's head, then leaned over to Yu An and said, "What a smart child." ”

Chen Shengzhi asked again: "Whose world do you think this world is?" ”

Yu An clenched his fists, and he said: "This is the world of the strong, the world of the virtuous and capable. ”

Chen Shengzhi patted Yu'an on the shoulder.

Shu Yan looked up at Chen Shengzhi, Chen Shengzhi waved his hand, Yu'an returned to Xiao Yu'er, Chen Shengzhi looked at Shu Yan, and said with a smile: "I haven't eaten the dumplings made by Mrs. for a long time." ”

Shu Yan looked at Chen Shengzhi with a smile.

"Then you can eat more."

The dumplings are cooked in a short time.

Chen Shengzhi sat in the first seat, Shu Yan divided the dumplings, and the group ate separately, Shu Yan looked at the silent atmosphere at the dinner table, and suddenly said helplessly: "You don't have to deal with this old man, he likes to put on music, we don't have to be restrained." ”

As soon as Cheng San heard this, he looked at this unfathomable godfather with a smile and asked a word of shame.

Cheng San: "Godfather, godmother recognizes her godson, do you recognize it here?" ”

Shu Yan couldn't help but kick Cheng Sanyi.

Chen Shengzhi said with a smile: "It depends on what your godmother thinks." ”

Xiao Yu'er was eating dumplings, and she suddenly cried and said with a sad face: "Oh, why is there such an ugly dumpling in my bowl, it's all broken." ”

Cheng San said: "That must be your sixth uncle." ”

Chen Yun was helpless at the end, and he said: "Isn't it okay to eat it, you can eat the little fish obediently, and your uncle will take you to eat delicious food in a few days." ”

The little fish nodded obediently and ate it.

Bai Guichen was also holding a rotten dumpling at this time, frowning, although he didn't say anything, but it made people feel his disgust.

Shu Yan looked at Chen Shengzhi's bowl at this moment, she specially filled the dumplings made by his son for this guy, Chen Shengzhi looked at the strange-shaped dumplings in his bowl, picked up the chopsticks and took a bite, then sighed and looked at Chen Yunzhong.

Chen Shengzhi: "The bag is really ugly. ”

Chen Yun was about to cry in the end, Chen Shengzhi still felt sorry for his son, and added.

Chen Shengzhi: "But the stuffing is good." ”

Chen Yunzhong: "The stuffing is not ......"