Lu Chuanbai felt that this was probably the best New Year he had spent in his life. The only drawback was that the debt collector of the eldest and third brother were not at home.

The third brother, the debt collector, always wanted to leave home and be outside. Now he has finally joined the army outside. Maybe he is so happy that he will never think of any family member except the younger sister.

Humph, Lu Chuanbai, he was not jealous at all. He just silently stuffed all the silver notes in the red envelopes for Boss Lu and Boss Lu into Ling Xi's red envelopes.

Due to the limitations of ingredients, the New Year's Eve dinner prepared by Ling Xi and the others was far from what she later had at the Prime Minister's Mansion, but the biggest difference was that everyone was very happy and satisfied.

On such a beautiful festival, even Grandmother Lu, who had lived in the house for a long time and didn't go out, came out.

Ling Xi’s image of Grandma Lu is actually very blurred. In her childhood memory, Grandma Lu had a big birthmark on her face. Now it seems that the birthmark is more like a disfigurement of a human-made cold weapon, and it stays after treatment.

traces.

Grandmother Lu's eyes were all over the audience, and she had been lovingly on Lu Lingxi. Her old eyes were hazy, but she could still see clearly. The little girl who was only a little bit old had grown up and looked so beautiful, so she could suddenly

I remembered my old friend.

Lu Lingxi held her grandmother's arm and kissed her warmly. As for the huge birthmark on her face that almost covered her face, he now didn't feel scary at all.

"Grandma, you have to walk out of the house and walk around outside more often." Ling Xi said in a low voice.

Grandma Lu said, "I understand, Grandma will definitely live for a hundred years and will watch you have a baby."

"Does my grandmother say something?"

"No, no, my grandmother just needs to say something to you, and there is nothing else to say."

Ling Xi asked about Mr. Lu and Xiao Mochen's opinions again. The two of them smiled at the same time, saying that Ling Xi would be the only way to make the decision, and Ling Xi would say whatever she said.

Lu Lingxi was slightly stunned. What did she say?

She had nothing to say, by the way, the dishes would be cold if they didn't start.

"I hope everyone can go well in the new year, be safe and have all their wishes come true."

She just has billions of greed.

As the words fell, everyone held fruit tea and touched it lightly.

Xiao Mochen looked at Ling Xi and his wish came true. Well, he probably knew what Ling Xi was thinking, but he thought that he would set off for Shengjing soon. It was better not to be too busy on the way.

Zhao Ping did not come back this New Year because he did not find the medicine introduction. The medicine introduction that should appear in the auction house in Hexi in autumn did not appear.

However, Dr. Zhou was pulled to Hexi by him.

At the beginning of fruit tea, Lu Lingxi wanted to use rice wine, because no one else in the family could drink pure wine except Mr. Lu, so rice wine was just right.

However, after being denied by Xiao Mochen, Ling Xi might not be able to control herself after she was drunk, making Ling Xi live a comfortable New Year.

Finally, I chose fruit tea. Lu Lingxi's biggest feature is that he listened to advice and could not suffer too much.

The dishes on Qian Mansion New Year's Eve were also very grand, with all kinds of abalone, sea cucumber, venison... all over the table, but Wen Shi didn't have much appetite. After barely eating, she vomited before she returned to her yard.

He immediately called the doctor. Wen spitted out the things in his stomach and lazily went into the soft couch, unable to lift his energy.

The big belly occasionally collapsed piece by piece, as if the baby inside was greeting her.

Wenshi was in tears, and she didn't know why she vomited, and what she ate was the one she used to eat.

Qian Liangzheng felt so distressed that he finally gave her a bowl of fat noodles.

The fat intestines were made by the chef in the store, and the braised ingredients were made from Lingxi.

Wen finished a big bowl with satisfaction, and the grievances just now also dissipated a lot.

She is not picky at all, she is the child in her belly who wants to eat.

"The food made by Lingxi is delicious."

Wen's sincere feelings, hey, this New Year, she can no longer eat at Lingxi's family. It is unruly. Others will not talk about their family, but they will talk about Lingxi.

Qian Liangzheng smiled and looked at Wen Shi who had eaten a big bowl of fat noodles. After waiting for a while, she couldn't vomit. She was relieved of the worries in her heart.

There is also this fat intestine noodles. The fat intestines are braised by the chef, and the noodles are prepared by him. Well, where is Lingxi?

But whatever the lady says is what she says.

Lu Lingxi didn't know that Wen's new year had vomited again, but in the end she could only use a large bowl of fat intestinal noodles pitifully to soothe the child in her stomach.

This lively two families had a reunion dinner together, and it took more than an hour to end.

Everyone was overeating, and no one wanted to move, so they just kept together and stayed up with the New Year.

The fruits and candied fruits prepared in March came in handy. Everyone who thought they could eat too much, melon seeds and candied fruits could still be eaten.

As for the eldest son Lu and the third son Lu who were missed by Lu Chuanbai, one spent the New Year in the city in Beidi, and the other was lying in the wounded barracks, listening to the painful wailings of the people around him.

At this moment, Lu Nanxing was in tears and lay on the bed and hugged his little quilt tightly.

Well, I didn't dare to move, my back hurts.

Wow...he was injured, so this is just killing the master with random punches.

"Have you finished crying?"

"The chicken legs I specially left for you to comfort your injured heart."

Zhao Zhenhe took a plate of chicken legs and sneaked into the wounded's tent like a thief.

Lu Nanxing was sad, and when he saw a plate of chicken legs, he was immediately broken.

Which chicken from a better family can charge a plate of chicken legs?

"I don't eat it, the military doctor told me to avoid my mouth and recover from my injuries."

Lu Nanxing turned his face and didn't look at it. There were no chicken legs or chicken legs, but it smelled so good.

Zhao Zhenhe looked at his plate of chicken legs, which were the chicken legs he had difficulty walking through several tents.

Uncle Er walked away from his camp, and there were zero chicken legs left.

His father walked away from his tent with a chicken leg, and there were zero chicken leg left.

He didn't dare to go to the tent of his grandfather, and a chicken leg was also taken away from the tent of the gan general under his grandfather.

He went to the boss of the boss's tent and took a chicken leg and took his own quota.

"What to eat to replenish." Zhao Zhenhe said casually, looked at the chicken legs, and then looked at Lu Nanxing's injured back.

"By the way, I mean if you run faster, you won't be hurt."

Lu Nanxing covered his head with a quilt and didn't want to talk anymore. How could he run faster? Isn't this unethical person cheating him?

The fragrance of chicken legs made everyone's eyes locked in Zhao Zhenhe in the wounded camp.

At the same time, I saw the only meat dish in front of me in each camp, which looked particularly sloppy.

There was also the large piece missing in the middle, General Zhao Xiaojun, General Zhao San, and the others looked at General Zhao's chicken plate and silently guessed what was the little thing?

"Zhao Zhenhe, you're going to die!" Zhao Laosan yelled that he was born. This little bastard would just snatch his chicken legs every year, but this year he was embarrassed to go to his second brother and the uncles of the ginseng generals.
Chapter completed!