After about two-quarters of an hour of sleep, she heard her mother calling her in her ear, "Xin'er, wake up, it's time to eat dumplings."
"Um?"
He Xiner blinked, her head a little hard to turn around.
"Get up, we'll be surrounded when we go out soon. Mom, go make the dumplings."
Seeing that her daughter's eyes were clear, Mrs. Wang didn't waste any more time and hurried out to get busy.
"Um."
She agreed casually, and yawned as He Xiner looked around. It turned out that she was in her own room. The earthen kang was burning warm, the brazier on the floor was also red, and Dabai was lying down in the doghouse with her eyes closed and sleeping.
Slowly sitting up, her head finally felt better, and the dizziness she had felt before was gone. He Xiner grinned and said she would not dare to drink again in the future.
By the way, my cousin had three drinks. I wonder if you feel uncomfortable?
After tidying up, I took Dabai to the backyard first. Since it’s the New Year, Dabai’s ancestors have to eat a few dumplings to cope with the occasion, right?
"My darling, I will go back to the house to sleep after eating in a while, and wait for my sister to come back to find you~"
Mrs. Wang chuckled and shook her head, then opened the lid of the pot. Steaming steam rose like smoke and mist, and the whole kitchen seemed to be covered in a layer of mist.
Using a long skewer, he picked up the fat white dumplings in the pot one by one and put them on the big griddle.
He Xiner quickly took Dabai's sea bowl and filled it full of food. "My dear, be careful not to burn yourself."
Mrs. Wang couldn't help but laugh out loud, "Are you raising Dabai like a child?"
"Hey, Dabai is good, no need to coax~"
These words made both mothers laugh.
"Let's go."
He Xiner held up a small red lantern to light the way for her mother. When she came out of her room, she put on a new candle. She was used to walking around in her own home, so there was no need for a lantern, but her mother carried a full
It’s better to be careful when handling the dumplings.
Pushing open the wooden door of the main room, He Xiner held a lantern in one hand and a cotton curtain in the other. When her mother entered the house with dumplings, she closed the door again. Before she turned around, she felt the inside of the main room.
The atmosphere is wrong.
It’s so quiet~
He Xiner was secretly surprised.
When she turned around and saw Ye Laicai sitting next to her mother, she understood. Then looking at the dark old faces of her father and her mother, He Xiner secretly twitched the corners of her lips.
"My daughter, come here and ask dad to take a look."
He Xiner blinked, and obediently approached her father, "Dad."
Ye Laiyin, who was drunk, felt that his mind was clear, but in fact, he could hardly open his eyes, and he looked so dazed that he knew he was drunk.
"Are you feeling uncomfortable after drinking alcohol?"
Hey, I didn’t know who was making the fuss at that time. It’s been more than an hour now before I asked her if she was feeling well. My father was really...
"Haha, nothing happened at all. I can just drink with my father~"
Oblivious to the strange atmosphere in the hall, He Xiner smiled and joked with her father.
Then, a sentence made Lao Yetou, Ye Laijin, and Ye Laiyin burst into laughter. Lao Yetou laughed the most heartily, "Good, good, good, she is indeed your father's good daughter."
Hearing this, neither the old Qian nor the young Qian looked very good-looking.
Ye Xusheng, on the other hand, looked at his father deeply.
A trace of complexity flashed deep in Lao Yetou's eyes, but it was not shown on his face. He smiled and said, "Eat the dumplings, eat them while they are hot. When you are done eating, set off firecrackers to welcome the new year."
The cold wind blew for most of the night, and Ye Laicai's ears were red and swollen from the cold. Sitting in a warm room, he only felt that his ears were itchy, and he couldn't bear to scratch them, feeling extremely irritable.
He looked at He Xiner coldly, making his father laugh heartily, and narrowed his eyes slightly, not knowing what he was thinking.
The white, round dumplings were hot and fragrant. He Xiner ate seven or eight of them in one go, and then she couldn't eat anymore.
"Sheng'er, go set off firecrackers to welcome the New Year!" This chapter has been completed!