"A little further to the left, no, a little in the middle, oh, it's tilted again, a little to the right, okay." Mu Xiaocao's voice kept ringing, and she was directing Mushui to paste Spring Festival couplets.

At this moment, every household is immersed in a joyful atmosphere. No matter how year passes, the New Year is a festive thing. The mother and daughter also chose to temporarily forgive Mushui, so the family returned to their previous laughter and joy.

Mu Xiaocao, Mu Xiu and Zhou Shuilian were preparing for the New Year’s Eve dinner all day long. The three of them were busy. Li Pan’s brother carried Xiaohua and came in from time to time to get some food.

In the afternoon, I cleaned up and posted Spring Festival couplets, otherwise tomorrow will be the first day of the first lunar month, and the first day of the first lunar month is the birthday of the broom. You cannot use a broom on this day, otherwise you will lose luck and lose money, which will attract the "broom star" and cause bad luck. You cannot throw water and garbage out on this day, for fear that you will lose money.

After everything was packed, Mu Xiaocao packed up a quilt, pointed to a wooden bed idle in the yard and said to Mushui: "Dad, please help move this bed to the cave at the back mountain pass first."

"Xiaocao, what are you doing?" Mushui asked in surprise.

"After dinner tonight, I will take my brother Pan to stay there for one night." Mu Xiaocao explained.

"Sister! Why are you going to the cave to live?" Mu Xiu looked puzzled.

"I'm all married daughters. It's unlucky to stay at my parents' home on the first day of the New Year. We'll come back when we're back in the second day of the New Year." Mu Xiaocao sighed after explaining.

Mu Xiaocao has experienced life and death and began to believe in the sayings of ghosts and gods, so even though she has nothing to do with Li Xingzhi, she still has some taboos in her heart.

This family has just started to live a good life. It is not because she is starting to be unlucky again, so Mu Xiaocao has to take the initiative to avoid some things. It is better to trust them than to trust them without them.

"It's gloomy this day. It may snow tonight. What should you do if you take your brother Pan to the cave and get cold? Our family doesn't care about these things. Tonight, you won't go anywhere, just stay at home." Zhou Shuilian hurriedly said to stop her.

"No, the old sayings make sense. Let's put a thicker bed and burn a fire, it's not cold." Mu Xiaocao's attitude was very firm.

After Mu Xiaocao finished speaking, she saw that everyone was motionless. She stubbornly went up to carry the bamboo bed. Although Li Pandi did not understand what had been born, she watched Mu Xiaocao carry the bed and ran over to help Mu Xiaocao carry it.

Zhou Shuilian's eyes immediately turned red, and she was just yelling about committing evil. Mu Xiaocao is like this now, all because of them.

"Sister, this house belongs to mine, not to parents. The taboo does not say that you can't go to your sister's house during the Chinese New Year." Mu Xiu said suddenly.

Everyone was stunned when Mu Xiu said that, yes, the owner of this house is Mu Xiu. Logically speaking, this should be Mu Xiu’s home.

"Xiu is right! We all live in Xiu's house. There is nothing wrong with her parents' house. As soon as they say, put everything for me." Zhou Shuilian's eyes lit up. She went forward as she said, pulling Mu Xiaocao with her left hand and Li Pandi with her right hand, not allowing them to move the bamboo bed again.

"Sister, what do you want to say? My parents are leaving with you. You can't just leave me here alone for the New Year." Mu Xiu looked at Mu Xiaocao pitifully.

"Mom, I want to celebrate the New Year with my second aunt." Li Pandi spoke timidly.

"You, you're OK, we won't leave. Let's celebrate the New Year together at your second aunt's house this year!" As soon as Mu Xiaocao's words fell, everyone's faces showed joy, and Li Pandi's eyes narrowed into a slit.

Everyone gathered together in the evening. The table of delicious dishes was so tempting that it made people's index fingers. The red braised elbows in oil, the fragrant sweet and sour pork ribs, crispy bamboo shoots and duck soup, burnt fried fish, and the stewed butter-yellow chicken soup, all of which made people saliva.

The only drawback is that the greenhouse was destroyed and all the vegetables inside were gone, so the green that you can see in this table of dishes is cabbage.

Mu Xiu first tore off a chicken thigh, put it in Li Pan's bowl, and then put another chicken thigh into Zhou Shuilian's bowl.

Li Pan is still young, and Zhou Shuilian is also feeding them, asking them to eat more. Mu Xiaocao looked at Li Pan, who was full of oil. There were tears in her eyes. For many years, the two of them had not been on New Year's Eve, and they would always eat leftover soup.

The first time this year there was no outsider at the New Year’s Eve dinner, everyone’s mood was different from previous years, and they spoke much more casually. They ate whatever they wanted. They didn’t have to be careful about eating more, and they said whatever they wanted, and they didn’t have to be afraid of sudden reprimands.

The small table was covered with a lot of surrounds. Mu Shui Zhou Shuilian looked at the children and smiled so hard that she couldn't close her mouth. The happiest thing was to be together.

There was no Spring Festival party at this time, nor was there a TV. Everyone was eating and drinking, playing cards and chatting, and staying up with the New Year together.

"Mom, the dumplings should be almost done. I'll go and serve them there." Mu Xiu stood up and went to the kitchen.

When she walked out of the room, Mu Xiu saw that there were scattered snowflakes floating outside. Her neck shrank and she quickly walked towards the kitchen.

But when I first walked to the kitchen door, I heard fragmented footsteps outside.

"Who? Where is who?" Mu Xiu's eyelids twitched, and she blurted out. Could there be someone else coming to cause trouble on the night of thirty?

"It's me" a low voice sounded softly.

"Brother Chen?" Mu Xiu immediately recognized that this was Chen Xuhui's voice.

"It's me"

"Brother Chen, wait, why are you here? Why aren't you here at home for the New Year?" Mu Xiu took the oil lamp in the kitchen and walked towards the door. Mu Xiu asked in surprise when he reached out to open the door. However, after asking, Mu Xiu immediately reacted and stopped talking. She just wanted to slap herself twice at this moment. This child is really pitiful.

"I'm just passing by, and I'll go back now." Chen Xuhui asked for a bad reason, but he wouldn't admit it, because he couldn't help but walk here when he heard the laughter from Mu Xiu's house. Even though he was separated by the wall, even if there were only vague sounds, it was much warmer than staying alone in an empty room.

"Squeak" Mu Xiu opened the door. Chen Xuhui raised his head and saw Mu Xiu holding an oil lamp in his hand. The orange light was full of warmth, and it was softly spread on her small and delicate face, and it looked particularly gentle.

"My mother is so gentle, right?" Chen Xuhui suddenly had this idea in his heart. Then he felt a little funny. Mu Xiu was three years younger than him.

"Brother Chen, hurry up and get into the house!" Mu Xiu stepped forward with some guilt and pulled Chen Xuhui's hand.
Chapter completed!