Sheng Xiao Han Yu

Dai Ye sat at the table with a white scene flashing in front of his eyes, making him feel uneasy.

"Uncle, why are you in a daze? Come over and help me." Dai Chengxi called out several times, asking Dai Ye to help him lift up the pine tree and fix it.

"Why are you so loud? I'm not deaf!" Dai Ye came back to his senses, stood up and walked over to help.

Hua Sheng was packing the small gifts on the table on the side and would hang them on the Christmas tree later.

Mrs. Wu handed the task of decorating the Christmas tree to the three of them. She was busy preparing dinner in the garden behind.

"Xiaoxiao, did something happen last night? I think Sister Wu is not right today. She seems to be avoiding us!" Dai Chengxi found that Sister Wu was less talkative today, and his uncle was also not right.

"I didn't notice!" Hua Sheng felt that Mrs. Wu was just a little busy, so she didn't argue with his uncle.

In just the morning, a few people decorated the living room and dining room to look like Christmas, which was particularly beautiful.

It was almost lunchtime when Mrs. Wu came in and asked Hua Sheng what he wanted to eat without even looking at the other two.

"Xiaoxiao, what do you want to eat for lunch? Mrs. Wu will make it." Mrs. Wu always cooks according to Hua Sheng's preferences and really treats Hua Sheng as the host.

"Uncle Dai, Brother Chengxi, how about we eat the big pot stew made by Sister Wu today? Sister Wu's stew is delicious!" Hua Sheng followed Dai Chengxi and called Dai Ye uncle. She praised Sister Wu's stew to them.

"Little girl, what you say must be delicious." Dai Ye spoke to Hua Sheng as gently as possible, not as he would to his nephew.

"Xiaoxiao, everything Mrs. Wu cooks is delicious. We have delicious food at noon again!" Young Master Dai Chengxi usually has a picky appetite, but he wants to lick the plate after eating the food Mrs. Wu cooks.

"Then it's settled. We'll eat around the big pot. It'll taste better that way. It would be even better if it snows a little." Hua Sheng felt happy just thinking about it and looked very happy.

"Xiaoxiao, we're gathered around the pot and it's snowing? Where are we going to eat?" Dai Chengxi, the young master, had never eaten such a meal before, as he lived a life of luxury.

"Let's eat in the garden at the back! It's so beautiful when the snowflakes are falling while we're eating." He had experienced the beauty that Hua Sheng described.

"Then you can still eat, or you will freeze to death!" Dai Chengxi thought, how can he still eat after hearing what Hua Sheng said?

Dai Ye also felt that the way he ate was no different from begging. Thinking of this, he got goose bumps all over his body.

Mrs. Wu didn't care about their opinions and went to the garden behind to make a fire and cook.

Lunch was ready, and the two young masters were eager to put on their gloves before eating. Actually, it wasn't very cold here in the winter, and the garden out back was quite different from other gardens. With the heating system installed, it didn't feel cold at all.

"Xiaoxiao, why didn't you tell me earlier? You made me wear a thick cotton-padded jacket!" Dai Chengxi was dumbfounded when he looked at the garden behind him. He and his uncle were like two idiots who had never seen the world.

Dai Ye thought he should have thought of this earlier. He was too embarrassed to take off his cotton coat, and his ears turned a little red.

"You two didn't even give me a chance to speak!" Hua Sheng wanted to remind them not to wear so thick clothes, but they had already put them on.

Dai Chengxi and Dai Ye went to the garden behind Hua Sheng to eat. After that, they went to their room and put on their thick down coats. Hua Sheng was too embarrassed to say anything when she saw them. She also saw Dai Chengxi holding gloves.

Several people sat down on the chairs, their buttocks feeling warm. Mrs. Wu set the table for everyone and gave Dai Ye a few strange glances. Although Dai Ye remained expressionless, his ears betrayed his embarrassment.

"They both change clothes before eating, it's very formal!" Mrs. Wu whispered to Hua Sheng as she lifted the lid of the pot.

When Hua Sheng heard Mrs. Wu say this, she couldn't help laughing, and her face turned red.

"Mrs. Wu, it smells so good! I'm drooling just looking at it." Dai Chengxi was attracted by the delicious food when Mrs. Wu opened the lid, and started to pick up the dishes with his chopsticks.

"If it tastes good, eat it quickly. If it's cold, I'll turn up the temperature!" Mrs. Wu was worried about being cold, so she went to get the remote control to adjust the temperature.

"Mrs. Wu, please sit down and eat. Stop working!" Hua Sheng smiled and pulled Mrs. Wu to sit down.

"Xiaoxiao, just laugh! My uncle and I are just country bumpkins!" Dai Chengxi said in frustration, not forgetting to eat delicious food.

"Sorry! I didn't mean it!" Hua Sheng explained anxiously and stood up from the chair.

"Oh! I can't speak anymore." Hua Sheng saw everyone looking at her and waved her hands anxiously.

“Hahahahahaha…” Mrs. Wu burst out laughing and pulled Hua Sheng to sit down.

“Hahahahahaha…” Dai Chengxi also laughed, holding his stomach and laughing.

Although Dai Ye didn't smile, the corner of his mouth twitched. The happy laughter in the garden infected the snowflakes in the sky, making them dance and fall.

Dreamy snowflakes drift quietly down, transforming the earth into a fairytale world clad in silver. Their graceful falling gestures are like a wordless poem, interpreting the most romantic story of winter.

"Xiaoxiao, Sister Wu is so beautiful! I don't want to go back. It's as beautiful as a fairy tale world. I can eat delicious food in the snow in this life." Dai Chengxi had taken off his cotton coat and put it on the back of the chair. He looked very handsome in the white sweatshirt underneath.

"I'm right, right? The big pot stew made by Mrs. Wu is delicious too! It will taste even better with the snowflakes as a backdrop!" Hua Sheng said excitedly, his face flushed with smile as he ate.

Dai Ye also agreed with Hua Sheng's words. The delicious food was more appetizing when eaten with heavy snow. He took a look at Mrs. Wu while no one was paying attention. Why did this woman become more and more pleasing to the eye?

The group of people were eating and drinking together in a lively atmosphere. The snow was still falling, as if it was coming to support Hua Sheng in response to his words.