Let's just drift through life together in this quick transmigration story.

Liu Fugui looked at Gao Xuan nervously, wondering if this oblivious woman knew that he had been with her all along.

Gao Xuan looked around nervously and asked, "Ningning, what does that ghost look like?"

I've always felt that my husband, Lao Liu, is beside me. Could that ghost be him?

"I guessed it right away, no fun," Xiong Bufan scoffed, taking out a talisman from his pocket. This talisman, meant to protect ordinary people from ghostly influences, was slapped onto Liu Fugui and Gao Xuan respectively.

If they weren't coming to Gao Xuan's house for a free meal, she wouldn't have given them the talismans.

Gao Xuan was patted on the shoulder by Xiong Bufan. Just as she was about to speak, she saw Liu Fugui appear in front of her, looking as fresh and youthful as when he was in his twenties, still wearing the same casual clothes he wore before he died.

Liu Fugui was surprised that the girl in front of him possessed Taoist magic that could allow him to return to the mortal world. He said to Xiong Bufan, "Thank you."

Xiong Bufan snorted coldly, slowly left the living room, and went to the kitchen to find something to eat.

Gao Xuan was already in tears. "Old Liu, am I dreaming? I actually saw you alive, not just in the photos."

Liu Fugui walked over and tried to hug Gao Xuan, but fearing that the ghost energy would harm her, he could only stop less than half a meter away from her, his hand still in a semi-circular shape. "Xuanxuan, don't come any closer, I'm afraid I'll hurt you."

Xiong Bufan's voice came from the kitchen, "Don't worry, give me a hug. I've put talismans on you two."

Even if we're together every day, it's fine. Don't thank me too much.

Upon hearing Xiong Bufan's words, Liu Fugui rushed over and hugged Gao Xuan tightly, saying, "Xuanxuan, I'm sorry, you've worked so hard all these years."

"Ah."

Xiong Bufan brought out a dish and ate while looking at it. This young couple was much more palatable than Wang Hui and Jing Rongxiu, who were like industrial saccharin. This braised lion's head meatballs were quite good; Gao Xuan could make more.

Gao Xuan hugged Liu Fugui, but when she turned her head, she saw Xiong Bufan watching the commotion. She gently patted Liu Fugui and said, "Old Liu, the child is still watching over there."

Liu Fugui wanted to order Xiong Bufan to go back to his room, but considering Xiong Bufan's abilities, he said gently, "Ningning, take the food and go back to your room first."

Let's catch up here. I'll cook you something delicious in a little while.

Xiong Bufan shoved all the food into his mouth and said to Liu Fugui, "Okay, make me more food later."

"it is good."

They weren't allowed to watch live, but they didn't say we couldn't eavesdrop. Xiong Bufan went into Liu Ping'an's room and pressed his face against the door to listen to their whispers.

Kongkong: Xiong Bufan uses all his brainpower on listening to gossip and making money by eating.

Gao Xuan did many things with Liu Fugui by her side. Liu Fugui knew that Gao Xuan had suffered a lot for the family over the years, and he also knew how much Gao Xuan missed him.

The two can finally break down the barrier between humans and ghosts and embrace. If possible, they would like to call Liu Ping'an, his daughter-in-law, and his grandson back so that the whole family can reunite.

It was already dark when Liu Pingan called home. He couldn't be there in person, but being there online was good enough.

On the other end of the phone, Liu Ping'an, with his wife and son in his arms, said cheerfully, "Mom, Happy New Year's Eve."

We'll come back to see you on the third day of the Lunar New Year. Please don't just eat anything at home; eat well and have a good Lunar New Year's Eve.

Gao Xuan couldn't stop smiling as she looked at her grandson on her phone screen, and casually replied to Liu Ping'an's words, "I know, I know."

With Ningning with me this year, you don't need to worry.

Liu Fugui tugged at Gao Xuan, who casually replied with a few words and hung up the phone. "Why are you pulling me?"

“I’m afraid you’ll talk about what I’m currently doing, especially during the Lunar New Year. I’m afraid it will scare Ping An and Xiao Sun Sun.”

After all, he has been dead for so many years. If he were to suddenly reappear, it would not only worry his son but also cause some unnecessary trouble, making it difficult for everyone to have a good New Year. So it's better not to say anything.

Gao Xuan said reproachfully, "I know, but Ping An needs to know about this sooner or later."

Liu Fugui, unsure if he would disappear tomorrow, said dejectedly, "Let's think about it carefully."

From Liu Ping'an's room came Xiong Bufan's voice, "I'm hungry, I'm hungry, hurry up and cook, I'm so hungry."

Gao Xuan put on an apron and hurried to the kitchen, only to find that all the dishes that had been prepared had been eaten, so she had to cook them all again.

Liu Fugui had never seen such a big eater in a girl, and quietly asked Gao Xuan, "Won't Wang Ningning eat herself to death?"

Xiong Bufan's voice came from inside the house again, "I won't die even if you die. Hurry up and cook, or don't blame me for taking action."

Gao Xuan: "Okay, I'll be right there."

Seeing how skilled the two men were, Liu Fugui felt relieved. As long as they didn't overeat, it would be fine; if they did, it would be a sin.

With Liu Fugui's help, Gao Xuan prepared another New Year's Eve dinner within two hours.

As the three of them raised their glasses inside the house, fireworks went off outside, and happiness seemed to materialize at that moment.

After finishing their New Year's Eve dinner, Gao Xuan began preparing dumplings for the next morning, and the three of them stayed up together to keep watch.

However, Xiong Bufan had a huge appetite. They made dumplings from seven o'clock until midnight, and they ran out of flour. The dumplings they made weren't even enough for Xiong Bufan to eat half a meal the next morning.

Xiong Bufan was a hardworking brown bear. He joined in making dumplings, and the dumpling filling smelled strangely delicious. Xiong Bufan secretly scooped out a spoonful and put it in his mouth.

Liu Fugui immediately noticed Xiong Bufan's actions. "Ningning, the filling alone isn't tasty; it tastes better when it's wrapped into dumplings."

Xiong Bufan looked at the filling, pondered for a moment, took out a wrapper, and put the filling on the wrapper in the way Liu Fugui and the others made dumplings. Then he pinched it hard, and the filling spilled all over his hands.

Xiong Bufan looked at his dirty hands, then turned to look at Liu Fugui reproachfully, saying that this man always came up with bad ideas.

Gao Xuan quickly handed Xiong Bufan a tissue, "Hurry up and wipe your hands, then go watch TV."

"it is good."

Peanuts, melon seeds, and candies for the Chinese New Year were already laid out on the coffee table. After wiping his hands clean, Xiong Bufan picked up a melon seed and put it in his mouth.

Liu Fugui touched the tip of his nose, only to find it covered in white powder. Gao Xuan smiled and helped wipe the white powder off Liu Fugui's face.

How old are you? You're still acting like a child, making dumplings and turning yourself into a mess.

As a result, Gao Xuan also had flour on her hands, and Liu Fugui's face had more and more white flour on it. Liu Fugui also wiped Gao Xuan's face, and the two of them turned into a mess of white flour.

Xiong Bufan remained focused on watching TV, occasionally glancing at it before turning his head away.

Gao Xuan felt that this was the most pleasant Lunar New Year's Eve she had ever had in recent years.

As the countdown began, Xiong Bufan peered out the window at the various fireworks display outside; they were truly beautiful.

Liu Fugui put his arm around Gao Xuan's shoulder and looked out the window. Tomorrow and the New Year were both worth looking forward to. If tomorrow disappeared, he would have no regrets.