Eating dumplings on New Year's Eve means "New Year's Eve".
All the female relatives gathered in the kitchen of the Cui family and began to make dumplings lively. Ye Zhenzhen was already a skilled worker, making the dumplings quickly and well, and even had time to play with tricks, making them exquisite, small and cute.
Against her background, Aunt Cui looks even more clumsy.
Even though Aunt Cui is superb at embroidery, she is a novice at making dumplings, and her dexterity as a heroine cannot be seen at all.
Her dumplings were either so thin that the fillings were exposed, or they were filled with layers of pot-bellied generals, crooked melons and cracked dates, which were horrible to look at. But seeing that she was in high spirits, Ye Zhenzhen didn't hit her.
When the New Year's Eve dinner came and the dumplings were being cooked, Ye Zhenzhen secretly said to Cui Weizhen, "Brother Zhen, if you see weird-shaped dumplings, they must have been made by your mother. Don't show disgust when the time comes. Please support them more."
Cui Weizhen's filial piety was impeccable, so he responded cooperatively and asked again, "What do the dumplings you make look like?"
Ye Zhenzhen looked proud, "Of course it's the most beautiful one."
She really wasn't flattering. When the dumplings were served, among the rows of dumplings were either crooked melons and cracked dates or regular dumplings. Those dumplings with lace and different shapes looked particularly different. You could tell at a glance that they were made by a master.
hand.
As for who the master is, there is no doubt.
Ye Zhenzhen looked at Cui Weizhen reservedly, her eyes were flirtatious, and Cui Weizhen gave a look of approval in return.
Not to be outdone, Aunt Cui gave Cui Weizhen and Ye Zhenzhen a big belly dumpling for each of them, "Hurry up and try these two big dumplings, I made them specially for you."
The plump dumplings were full of fillings and wrapped in layers of dumpling skins. It took several bites to finish them. Ye Zhenzhen and Cui Weizhen remembered their previous discussion, looked at each other, smiled, thanked each other happily, picked up the dumplings and bit them.
After taking a sip, they all nodded in praise.
"It's so delicious. I didn't expect my mother to have such skills. The first time she made dumplings, they were so delicious." This is Cui Weizhen.
"Mom, you have great potential as a chef. When I made dumplings for the first time, I couldn't match your skills." This is Ye Zhenzhen.
Aunt Cui smiled brightly. She knew how good her craftsmanship was, and it was definitely not enough to impress her son and daughter-in-law. However, the young couple were filial and willing to make her happy, which made her feel sweeter than drinking honey.
The Cui family has experienced a deserted Spring Festival for several years, and it has not been so festive and lively for a long time.
She said: "Be careful, there is a surprise hidden in the dumplings."
Ye Zhenzhen was already in for a surprise.
The hard copper plate was bitten loudly. Looking at Cui Weizhen, he also took out a copper plate from his mouth and said, "It seems that we will have good luck next year."
Isn't that right? Ye Zhenzhen also put a piece of dumplings with special markings into Aunt Cui's bowl. After she also ate out the copper coins, she said with a smile, "The family must be neat and tidy. I hope our family will be happy in the coming year."
I wish you no illness and good luck. Brother Zhen, if you eat one more, you will get double the blessings. You will be a good candidate for high school in the coming year."
Cui Weizhen ate the dumplings that Ye Zhenzhen brought over. Sure enough, there was another copper plate. He recognized the dumplings with the copper plates hidden in them and pinched the lace. He immediately put one in for her and Aunt Cui, and then the family was in order.
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In the new year, everyone was in high spirits and drank a lot of wine.
They originally wanted the Hong family, mother and son, to dine together, but they abided by the rules of their status and did not dare to eat at the same table with the master. Aunt Cui simply gave them a New Year silver reward, so that the three of them could go back and unite on their own without having to wait.
It’s Chinese New Year.
Now there was only one person in the lobby. Ye Zhenzhen was already tipsy. She wanted to drink more, but Cui Weizhen stopped her. "Don't drink too much. Don't get drunk again."
The alcohol in ancient times did not have much alcoholic content and was not very intoxicating. In Ye Zhenzhen's previous life, she would have been able to drink a thousand cups without getting drunk. However, this body has not experienced alcohol training, so the alcohol capacity is very low.
I got drunk after a few glasses of Osmanthus wine last time, let alone a few glasses of Tusu wine now, and I couldn't bear it anymore.
At this time, he was not angry at being stopped for drinking. Instead, he took the opportunity to stick to Cui Weizhen and refused to leave. He prolonged his soft and waxy voice and said coquettishly, "Brother Zhen, I'm dizzy."
So, she was still drunk.
"Let you drink so much wine."
Cui Weizhen scolded her, but his hand movements were not slow at all. He fed her the hangover soup that had been prepared long ago, "How are you? Are you still dizzy?"
Ye Zhenzhen shook her head, her fair cheeks were stained with red clouds, as bright as a peach and plum, and her red lips were pouting, making her little daughter even more delicate.
"You're not feeling dizzy anymore, Brother Zhen, can I have another drink?"
I never realized that she actually liked what was in the cup.
Cui Weizhen refused with a straight face, picked up a kumquat and began to peel it. After carefully removing the white strands, he broke off a piece and stuffed it into her mouth, "Eat the orange."
Before his fingertips could move away, they were caught in a warm and moist mouth. In just a short moment, a stream of heat rushed from the soles of his feet to his forehead. Cui Weizhen was stiff for a moment. When he came to his senses, he immediately pulled out his fingers and looked around.
, just didn’t dare to look at Ye Zhenzhen.
Ye Zhenzhen didn't notice anything unusual about him. At this moment, her whole face wrinkled up, "It's sour."
She covered her mouth with a handkerchief, spat out half of the orange she had eaten, and glanced at Cui Weizhen. Seeing that he wasn't paying attention, she immediately drank a glass of wine to calm down her shock, finally showing a satisfied smile on her face.
Cui Weizhen didn't pay attention at all. He was so flustered now that he even broke off a piece of orange and ate it, commenting expressionlessly, "It is indeed sour."
Ye Zhenzhen: "..."
Are his facial nerves necrotic?
I didn't notice it just now, but now I realized that his face was unusually red. He asked in surprise, "Brother Zhen, are you drunk too?"
Cui Weizhen's eyes fell on her face, which was as beautiful as the morning glow, and he responded in a low voice. His usually clear voice was now a little hoarse and deep.
Ye Zhenzhen's ears were itchy, and it slowly penetrated into the tip of her heart, even her bones were itching.
She did not dare to look directly at Brother Zhen's handsome face. Her mind was in a state of confusion and she had no idea what she was talking about. "There is still a little sobering soup left. Brother Zhen, drink it."
After the last syllable fell, she realized what she had said - she actually let Brother Zhen, who has a mysophobia, drink the rest of her food!
"Forget it, you..."
She hadn't finished her words yet, because Cui Weizhen had already picked up the remaining sobering soup and drank it down with a normal expression. At the end, he commented seriously, "Just don't waste it."
Ye Zhenzhen couldn't hold it back, her eyes turned into two crescent moons with a smile.
Her brother Zhen is indeed the cutest person in the world.