Zhengyangmen: Don’t date Su Meng

Soon, two baskets of dumplings were filled up. The dough and filling were just right, and Han's mother had gotten it right to the last inch.

As the sky gradually darkened, Han Chunming and Guan Xiaoguan took the children out to set off firecrackers. They watched the firecrackers rise into the sky and then explode with a loud bang.

Everyone else covered their ears, except Han Chunming who reached out and covered Guan Xiaoguan's ears.

Another firecracker rose into the air. Guan Xiaoguan turned around and looked at Han Chunming. There seemed to be a different light flashing in his eyes.

"Happy New Year, Miss Guan!"

Hearing this, Guan Xiaoguan smiled brightly and responded:

"You too, Happy New Year, Mr. Han!"

At the same time, she also reached out and covered Han Chunming's ears.

Amid the sound of firecrackers, the two looked at each other, with only each other in their eyes.

"Shy shy!"

Suddenly, an inappropriate voice was heard, breaking the mood of the two people. Turning around, they could not see who else could it be except four troublemakers.

"If you dare to interfere with my uncle's love life again, don't blame me for not giving you New Year's money tonight."

No matter what era, New Year's money is the most meaningful thing for children. They immediately shouted "no more" and dispersed, never daring to disturb Han Chunming and Guan Xiaoguan again.

"Puchi, you are such a grown-up, why are you still arguing with a child?"

Guan Xiaoguan smiled happily, and there seemed to be stars twinkling in her eyes.

Han Chunming smiled slightly and said jokingly:

"If you don't teach these little guys a lesson, they will dare to tear down the house. If you protect them for a little longer, they will tear down the house."

"Huh, that's not so exaggerated. Mom said that you were much more naughty than them when you were a child." Guan Xiaoguan said teasingly.

Now it was Han Chunming's turn to feel embarrassed.

He wondered if he was her biological son. Why didn't he even take off his underwear? Now he was completely naked in front of Guan Xiaoguan.

Although they were often frank with each other, it was he who took the initiative to take off his clothes.

This time it was like someone stripping me of my underwear, and I felt a little scared.

"Let's go back and pick up our master."

Not wanting to continue listening to Guan Xiaoguan's embarrassing childhood stories, Han Chunming used Grandpa Guan as an excuse. After all, he was his own master, so why not use him?

Guan Xiaoguan gave him a sidelong look and was too lazy to argue with him. The two of them went back to the house to pick up Grandpa Guan, and the old man continued to eat dumplings in the evening.

Now that feudal superstitions have been broken and there are no inspectors, everyone has started to follow the old custom, which is to pick up the first dumplings out of the pot and throw some outside the courtyard as a way of remembering their ancestors.

This task was not given to Han Chunming, but to Han Chunsong, the eldest son.

Only after he came back and sat down did everyone pick up their chopsticks and start eating.

The children couldn't wait any longer and began to wolf down the dumplings. For a while, the house was filled with the sound of "shaha" breathing.

"Eat slowly, don't be in a hurry." Han's mother said with concern.

"Grandma, you can't be slow. If you are slow, the coins will be snatched away by others."

As usual, the Han family's dumplings tonight were also wrapped with coins, a total of twelve, and it was expected that each person would get one, but probability is a mysterious thing.

Some people can get a coin when they are the first one to eat it, while some people cannot get a coin even after eating thirty dumplings.

But the children all understood that there were the most coins at the beginning, and the earlier they got one, the greater the chance of getting it, so they put all their energy into eating the dumplings, not caring at all that the dumplings were just out of the pot and were too hot to eat.

Han Chunming watched this scene helplessly, picked up a dumpling and put it in the bowl, then picked up his chopsticks...

Ok?

He felt like he had won the lottery!

Anyone who has experience knows that when chopsticks with a coin in them are inserted into a dumpling, you will feel the texture of the coin, and he felt it.

Pulling out his chopsticks, Han Chunming calmly picked up the dumplings from the bowl and put them into Guan Xiaoguan's bowl.

"What?" Guan Xiaoguan looked at him unkindly.

"It's nothing, I just picked two dumplings for you." Han Chunming said with a smile.

Guan Xiaoguan frowned, looked at the dumplings in the bowl that seemed to have a hole in them, then looked at Han Chunming's face. He suddenly thought of something and raised his eyebrows in surprise.

The two of them understood each other, and Han Chunming nodded slightly, indicating that she guessed correctly.

In an instant, Guan Xiaoguan seemed to have done something wrong, and quickly picked up two dumplings to press down the one dumpling, then he returned to his original position and slowly ate the dumpling from above.

Han Chunming witnessed the whole process and smiled knowingly at her attempt to cover up her crime.

Like a little kid, so cute!

Even with Han Chunming's help in cheating, Guan Xiaoguan was still not the first person to get the coin, and the first place was quickly taken by Han Chunsheng.

There was no way, he ate too fast and could finish two dumplings in one bite, which was a big advantage.

After that, more and more people ate the coins.

In fact, this has a lot to do with Han's mother, because she wrapped all the coins in a dustpan, and the probability of winning was too high.

But eating coins is just a way of celebrating the festival, and it’s not really a matter of fact or fiction, so let’s just start doing it.

"Chunming, you haven't had any yet. Look, my second brother has already had two!"

Han Chunsheng showed off the coin to Han Chunming like a child, making Han Chunming laugh.

"Brother, you win by numbers, but I am a real non-African. You can't compare to me in this respect."

He didn't respond. He knew that if he said he didn't care, Han Chunsheng would definitely say he was lying. It was not possible for him to do that for a small coin.

Soon, the children who ate the coins lost interest and were attracted by the noisy sounds in the yard. They didn't even listen to their parents' instructions and rushed out of the house with incense and a bag of firecrackers.

Prepare to fight to the death with the kids in the yard.

Fortunately, Li Li and her mother had the foresight to not give them new clothes, otherwise there would be holes in their clothes caused by the firecrackers when they came back at night.

Don't ask why.

It was pitch dark and with children being so stubborn, the only option was to light firecrackers and throw them at other people.

Without the child, the dinner table seemed to have lost a lot of vitality. Everyone had eaten about the same amount, and after drinking the last sip of wine with Grandpa Guan, the New Year’s Eve dinner came to an end.

Han's mother and her daughter-in-law cleared the table. Han Chunming and his two brothers accompanied Grandpa Guan to drink tea, talk about what they had seen and heard, and eat melon seeds. The atmosphere was quite harmonious.

But Mr. Guan was old after all, and after drinking a little wine, he soon felt sleepy, so Han Chunming and Guan Xiaoguan got up to send the old man back.

"Mom, there's no room for so many people to sleep in the house at night. Xiaoguan and I will go back first and come back to wish you good morning tomorrow morning."

"It's okay. Let's not talk about those old etiquettes. Just drive slowly."

As they were seeing each other off, Li Li looked at the car at the door and said enviously, "Having a car is so convenient."

This sentence made Han's mother frown.