Looking at his son's appearance, Ling Baolu smiled, "Naughty bag!" ”

"Mom, I'm so hungry, my grandfather and uncle have already wrapped dumplings, let's go eat." Qi Yue shook Ling Baolu's hand coquettishly, and made a saliva swallowing motion.

Ling Baolu happily nodded on his nose, "Let's go!" ”

The family was wearing exactly the same clothes, Qi Yue was holding Qi Yu with one hand and Ling Baolu with the other, and went downstairs very happily, and met Joss and Leah who had changed their clothes on the first floor, and Qi Bingbing on the sofa who was waiting for them to come downstairs, the six of them looked at each other happily and smiled, and went out happily.

At Ling Xi's house next door, Ling Mo and Ling Xi had already changed their clothes and were busy making dumplings in the kitchen.

In the living room, Ning Yuanlan was braiding Liang Ruwish, because it was the New Year today, so Ning Yuanlan tied two total braids for her, and then put on the carnelian hairpin that Ling Baolu bought, with a red New Year's Tang costume, and got rid of the New Year's painting baby that popped up in the New Year's painting; Doll.

Over there, Lian Rong also tied Ling Ruhua's braids, which were also total braids, and standing with Liang Ruyi was simply too year-like.

"I want it too, I want it too!" Seeing this, Ling Huihui was also playful, although she was the elder of Liang Ruyuan and Ling Ruhua, but after all, she was not yet eighteen years old, she was young, and everyone in the family was chong her, seeing her open her mouth, Ning Yuanlan immediately stretched out his hand to her, "Come, mother will tie it up." ”

"Okay!" Ling Huihui's favorite thing is the feeling of her mother combing her hair, her mother's hands are very gentle, and this feeling is so comfortable.

"They're so pretty!" Leah looked at Liang Ruyuan and Ling Ruhua, who were standing together holding hands and watching Ning Yuanlan tie Ling Hui's hair, Liang Ruyuan's appearance was exactly the same as that of Lianrong, and now it was completely a copy of Lianrong's childhood, and Ling Ru's picturesque appearance had a little bit of Ling Baolu's breath, there were seven points like Lianrong, and the two sisters stood together, in the eyes of outsiders, in addition to envying their parents, they also envied their parents.

"Give you a hair like this?" Ling Baolu turned his head and joked with Leah.

"Okay!" Ling Baolu realized that in the eyes of the "crooked nuts" who like Chinese customs, they like everything.

"Why don't we all comb this issue today, okay Mom?" When Ling Huihui heard this, he happily suggested to his mother.

"I'm so old, where can I comb this issue, you young people just comb it!" Ning Yuanlan protested, now they are in their forties, although Bao; is well-raised, and she looks like she is only in her thirties, but her mentality is old, and she can't do it if she is asked to comb her children's braids.

"Let's just comb it, I think it's a good idea." Lianrong agreed, beckoning Qi Bingbing over, "Bingbing, I'll comb it for you!" ”

"Okay." Qi Bingbing has always been childlike, of course she agreed, and directly squatted down in front of Lian Rong and asked her to comb her hair.

Qi Bingbing has very long white hair, not the unhealthy pale, but each one is shiny and smooth.

"Bingbing's hair is so beautiful, is it natural?"

"yes!" Qi Bingbing nodded, she has lived abroad since she was a child, and there are many people abroad whose hair color is relatively light, so she doesn't think that there is anything wrong with her white hair, but she feels that her hair is very beautiful, and she is very proud.