The Spring Festival Gala started, and Mr. Xie and the Xie family also had their meals and watched TV. At this time, Dong Xuebin, Xie Hao, Xie Jing and other younger generations arrived belatedly and sat at the table laughing and joking.
After moving his chopsticks and eating in his mouth, Xie Hao kept yelling. He looked very excited. He had never heard that mouth open before. This kid has always been such a noisy person.
"Xiao Hao." Ci Lifen said.
"Mom, what are you doing?" Xie Hao looked at his mother.
Ci Lifen looked at him and said, "What are you talking about? What kind of competition?"
Several other elders also looked at them, and most of them didn't understand.
Xie Hao chuckled and said excitedly: "You guys went back home early. I didn't see you just now. Haha, my brother-in-law is so powerful. My grandfather's three guards wanted to compete with my brother-in-law in martial arts. In the end, the three of them teamed up to kill me.
Knock, my brother-in-law didn’t even fight back, so he easily dodged. For more than ten minutes, they couldn’t do anything to my brother-in-law, but in the end, he fell down from exhaustion! Only then did he admit defeat!”
Han Jing frowned, "It's such a big holiday, why do you do it again?"
Xie Jing explained for Dong Xuebin: "They insist on competing with their brother-in-law."
Xie Ran also agreed, "My brother-in-law said he didn't want to compete, but he was always merciful in the end."
"It's so amazing." Xie Hao yelled and stretched out his hand to gesture: "My brother-in-law dodged those punches and kicks with one side. Facing the three people, he didn't blush and his heart didn't beat. It was like going shopping. I used to
I know that my brother-in-law can fight as many people as he comes, but this time it’s different. Firstly, the opponent is a guard, or grandpa’s guard. Who is not the best master in a million? Secondly, my brother-in-law never fights back from the beginning to the end.
, this one was all unscathed, the three of them didn’t even touch a hair on their brother-in-law’s body, that scene was simply amazing!” Xie Hao felt as if he had won the competition, standing there and waving continuously.
He gestured to Dong Xuebin's previous avoidance posture, and finally made a summary, "...Yes, have you seen "The Legend of the Condor Heroes"? It's Duan Yu's Lingbo Weibu!"
Hou Ming: "..."
Dong Xuebin: "..."
Xie Jing was also speechless. "Duan Yu, that's "Tian Long Ba Bu"!"
Xie Hao disagreed and didn't blush at all, "That's what it means anyway, sister, brother. Do you think it looks like it? I think it's Lingbo Weibu!"
Dong Xuebin said helplessly: "Come on, I'm just hiding a few times and don't give random names. I don't know any martial arts. I haven't even practiced Chinese martial arts."
Xie Hao was still immersed in his own fantasy. There is a saying that goes well, every man has a martial arts dream in his heart. "It's either Lingbo Weibu, or it's a magic move! Anyway, it's unpredictable kung fu! Brother-in-law!"
This is really cool! You must teach me!"
Dong Xuebin was really defeated by him, "Then I can also use the Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon!"
Xie Hao was immediately shocked, "Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms? Teach me quickly! Teach me quickly!"
Dong Xuebin: "..." Do you really believe it?
Han Jing was also amused by their chat and said: "The Eighteen Palms of the Dragon. You thought it was a martial arts novel? Let's eat."
Xie Hao muttered: "Anyway, my brother-in-law must know kung fu!"
At this time, the Spring Festival Gala also had a wonderful show, and there was a sketch. It was pretty good, and quite funny. Everyone was focused on it, and only Xiao Hao was still there bragging about his awesomeness, not just for himself.
, but to brag about Dong Xuebin. In such an atmosphere, everyone was sometimes amused by the sketches, sometimes by Xie Hao, and the scene in the room became even more festive.
"This program is good."
"The skit just now is better."
"Everything is okay, this year's Spring Festival Gala is good."
"Guo Degang will be there soon, wait and see."
After dinner, everyone continued to watch the Spring Festival Gala, with Mr. Xie as the center.
Han Jing, Xia Yanzhen, Ci Lifen and others got up and went to the kitchen at the back. They asked the nanny and maid to bring out a table and brought them the noodles and stuffings that they had made together. They sat down and Ci Lifen rolled out the dough.
Son, Han Jing and Xia Yanzhen are responsible for making dumplings and stuffing them. Seeing how they cooperate very well without saying a word, it is obvious that this is how the Spring Festival should be celebrated every year. In fact, you can buy dumplings or have them made by a servant, but
The Spring Festival only comes once every year, and it is a rare reunion for a family. Making dumplings by yourself is the most delicious and atmospheric. As for the servants and nannies, Han Jing has given them a holiday after accepting the basin and dumpling fillings, and asked them to return.
The family is celebrating the New Year. Anyway, many of Han Jing and the others are basically not leaving tonight. They will stay here tomorrow to wait for the first day of the new year, so there is no need for servants to work. With so many of them, they can't take care of the old man alone?
It is also a time for them to fulfill their filial piety.
Several female elders have their hands full.
Dong Xuebin waited for the cross talk to finish, and when he saw that it was a song and dance program, he felt that it was not interesting anymore, so he blinked and looked around, first moving his eyes to Mr. Xie's face, hesitating for a while, then looking at Xie Guobang, still thinking, and finally finally
I saw Han Jing making dumplings.
It's her.
It's better to find the mother-in-law.
Dong Xuebin leaned forward and said, "Mom, hey, why are you so busy with this? Just leave it to me and I'll do it."
Han Jing said: "Come on, the dumplings you make don't look good."
Dong Xuebin sat down and said, "Then you teach me, teach me and I will be good at it, and I will just learn from you."
Language is an art, and so is doing things. In the eyes of Chinese people, sometimes you don’t actually need to work, right? It doesn’t matter if you don’t, as long as the words come. This is why Dong Xuebin has always been favored by some people.
Don't worry, sometimes he can be quite wicked and rogue, but he is very particular and polite in his words. He actually knows that he is not very good at making dumplings, but just this sentence can immediately make Han Jing feel comfortable, and he doesn't need Dong Dong.
Xue Bin works.
Han Jing smiled and said: "Want to learn? Okay, bring a chair over here, haha, but these things are all gained from experience. No matter how fast you learn, you won't be able to do well today."
Older people are actually very showy about their various life experiences. Even if they are not showing off, they are at least proud. Dong Xuebin let his mother-in-law's experience be shown, and the mother-in-law must be in a good mood.
Xia Yanzhen on the side smiled and said: "Xiao Bin is still sensible. Look at my son, he doesn't know how to come over to help, and he doesn't wink at all."
Little did they know that Dong Xuebin was a drunkard who didn’t care about drinking. What this guy was worried about was mentioning the deputy director’s affairs!