All the members are good people, only the host is a pervert

Since then, Lin Run rarely went out. He only took Chi Wen Ning to the county town once a month, and spent the rest of his time studying at home.

The twelfth lunar month arrived in a flash. After eating Laba porridge, the Chinese New Year officially began. First, Lin's father and Chi Wenning cleaned the house. Then they busied themselves making flower-shaped rice bait, a particularly sticky candy used to offer to the Kitchen God on the 23rd day of the twelfth lunar month. From the 15th to the 17th day of the twelfth lunar month, Lin Ruan took Lin's father and Chi Wenning to the county town to buy New Year's goods. They put everything they bought in order. In the following days, the kitchen became the busiest place in the house. Lin's father skillfully frying meatballs and smoking bacon was a breeze; Chi Wenning was his right-hand man, washing vegetables and chopping meat, and he was busy as a child.

Lin Ruan was quite leisurely. She would recite a few pages of a book, write a few couplets and a few blessing characters, and then she would stroll to the kitchen to taste something new. Lin's father and Chi Wen Ning were happy to indulge her.

As time went by, the atmosphere of the New Year grew stronger in the family. On the 23rd day of the 12th lunar month, the Little New Year, according to traditional custom, the Kitchen God was sent to heaven to report on the good and evil deeds of the world, praying for good weather and a good harvest in the new year. To this end, Lin's father offered the Kitchen God a plate of glutinous rice and a plate full of pastries that he had prepared long ago.

The system found this custom quite interesting, and mentally told Lin Ruan, "Sending cakes is to bribe the Kitchen God, so that he will say more good things about the human world. The plate of sticky candy is to prevent the Kitchen God from using the flower glutinous rice bait to stick his mouth shut and prevent him from speaking when the cakes are not bribed. You say you humans don't respect the gods, but you still offer sacrifices every year. You say humans respect the gods, but you offer sacrifices to stick the Kitchen God's mouth shut."

o(*≧▽≦)ツ ~ ┴┴

After the Little New Year, Lin's father and Chi Wen Ning were not so busy anymore. They mainly used red paper to cut window decorations. Lin Ruan bought two big red lanterns and hung them on both sides of the gate. He also pasted Spring Festival couplets written by himself and two "Fu" characters on the door.

On New Year's Eve, also known as the "last day of the year," the whole family sat together in the courtyard, lighting a pile of firewood. Lin Ruan would occasionally throw a bamboo joint wrapped in red paper into the fire. The "crackling" sound would make Chi Wenning shiver. Seeing Chi Wenning like this, Lin Ruan threw it even more frequently, making Chi Wenning grind his teeth in anger, but he didn't want to disturb Lin Ruan's interest.

Father Lin calculated the time, went into the kitchen, cooked a pot of hot dumplings, and said to the two people in the yard with a smile, "Come in and eat dumplings quickly, it's almost midnight."

Upon hearing the noise, Lin Ruan and Chi Wenning hurried inside and sat around the table, where steaming dumplings were already placed, their aroma filling the air. Father Lin looked at them with a smile, his eyes full of love. "Come on, after we finish eating the dumplings, it's almost midnight, so we can go to bed."

Lin Ruan picked up a dumpling and put it in her mouth. It was so hot that she exclaimed, "It's so hot, but it's so delicious!" Chi Wenning was pouring Tusu wine into her cup. Seeing Lin Ruan like this, he chuckled and reminded her, "My wife, eat slowly. Don't be impatient."

Having said that, he went into the kitchen and brought out a bowl of cold water and placed it next to it. Every dumpling he picked up for Lin Ruan had to be rinsed in this bowl.

Lin Ruan had been here for nearly half a year, and although she let Chi Wenning sit at the table for meals, she didn't really stop him from serving her. After all, she was quite comfortable with this obviously unequal relationship, and she wasn't at all like what was written in the novel, where she was not used to being taken care of or being servile by men.

Absolutely not!

System: "You don't need to stress."

(?_?)

The family happily enjoyed the New Year's Eve dinner. After finishing the dumplings, Lin Ruan pulled out two red envelopes from his pocket and said with a smile, "New Year's money, Dad and Wen Ning, one for each of you. Remember to put it under your pillow tonight and open it tomorrow."

Father Lin and Chi Wenning took the red envelope, a hint of surprise on their faces, then turned into a smile. Father Lin touched the red envelope, his eyes moistening. He quickly took a swig of Tusu wine and said with a smile, "Oh, my daughter has grown up and knows how to respect her father. I'm so happy." As soon as he finished speaking, he carefully put the red envelope away.

Chi Wen Ning had never received New Year's money in his life, and this was the first time. Naturally, he felt even more complicated. He opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something but didn't know what to say. In the end, he just said dryly, "Thank you, my wife," and lowered his head, unable to help but spit on his own clumsy tongue.

Lin Ruan smiled and patted Chi Wenning on the back. When Chi Wenning tilted his head to look at her, she tapped his lips with her finger. Chi Wenning was startled at first, not understanding what Lin Ruan meant, but then he realized what was going on and his whole body turned red like a boiled prawn.

The wife is a bad person.

Throwing the remaining bamboo joints into the fire, after hearing a burst of crackling sounds, Lin Ruan put out the fire with snow and returned to the bedroom.

Chi Wenning had already finished washing up, and even brushed his teeth carefully with a bristle brush dipped in tooth cleaning powder. Seeing Lin Ruan lying on the bed in a pullover robe, what else did he not understand? He said shyly, "Please allow Wenning to serve my wife."

Lin Ruan smiled and said "hmm", and Chi Wen Ning obediently buried her head in her skirt.

After a night of tenderness, it was New Year's Day.

The morning light of the Lunar New Year quietly crept up the window lattice, casting a soft glow on the two sleeping figures, bringing a touch of life to this cozy space. Chi Wenning always woke earlier than Lin Ruan. His eyes slowly adjusted to the rising sunlight, and he glanced at Lin Ruan beside him. She was still immersed in her dream, her lips slightly raised, a look of peace and tranquility. This made Chi Wenning's heart surge with warmth.

He quietly got out of bed, afraid to wake Lin Nuan. He put on only the cotton robe he'd worn yesterday, tied his hair up casually with a headband, and tiptoed through the door. Fengwu men weren't allowed to wash in the inner room, but fortunately, their home was spacious, so he placed his basin and soap in the outer room, avoiding the need to wash in the courtyard.

After washing his face with cold water and brushing his teeth, Chi Wenning went into the kitchen. Father Lin was also in the kitchen at this time. Seeing Chi Wenning coming over, he smiled and said, "Today is the first day of the new year, why don't you sleep a little longer?"

Chi Wenning smiled sweetly and said to Father Lin: "I'm here to help Dad. I wish you a prosperous new year."

Father Lin smiled and said, "You too, good luck and good fortune."

As they were talking, they saw the water boiling. They scooped out some for Lin Ruan to use for washing, and then poured in a handful of white noodles that Lin's father had just rolled out.

Chi Wen Ning took a cabbage from the yard, peeled off the outer leaves, leaving only the tender green heart inside, then cut the heart into thin strips, rinsed it with water, and poured it into the pot.

When Father Lin saw that the noodles were almost cooked, he took out a plate of dumplings left over from last night and poured them in. This is the custom here. "Dumpling noodles" must be eaten on the morning of the first day of the Lunar New Year.

When the dumpling noodles were served, seeing that Chi Wen Ning had already cut the bacon and soaked the dried beans, Father Lin washed the pot, waited for the moisture to dry out, poured in oil, and made another dish of fried bacon with dried beans.