Heroine: The beginning starts with gambling on the wife with two hundred kilograms of rubbish

Just like the first placer just now, Shi Yan could make a wish at will. He also didn't expect that he would be the first place, so he didn't think about this issue in advance.

Just like Xiao Yuchen, let's think about it later.

Song Tingran looked at the dishes and saw that the dishes were still very rich, but there was one fish missing. But if you cook another fish, it would become an odd number.

During the Chinese New Year, dishes with even numbers are all served, which means good things come in doubles, so she planned to make a whole fish and then add something to it.

Wen Ci and Wen Li both went to help and simmered the rice, so the time was almost the same.

I didn’t cook anything too complicated. Song Tingran was a little hungry, so I just made up for it at noon. Now I’m making steamed seabass and some prawns at the same time.

Steamed sea bass

"Shi Yan, go ask Liu Bai to come over for dinner."

"Ah."

Shi Yan ran over to the embroidery workshop. It was also a festive place. Spring couplets and the word "Fu" were posted on the door, which was ajar.

He pushed the door open and walked in, finding Luo Mingyue, Gu Yan and Anfu also preparing the New Year's Eve dinner.

"Where's Liu Bai? Why didn't you see him?"

Luo Mingyue pointed to the top of the embroidery workshop, and Shi Yan looked up and saw Liu Bai on the roof. On this festive day, he was wearing plain white clothes, and he only held the jade flute slightly.

"Liu Bai, let's go have the New Year's Eve dinner. Everything is ready." Shi Yan shouted.

Liu Bai did not jump down like before, but climbed down the ladder in a proper manner.

"I told Miss Song before that I won't go there. I ate with Luo Mingyue and the others in this embroidery workshop. It was very good. I made a lot of delicious food."

"It's okay. My wife said that she must take you over for dinner. Come on, don't be polite."

Luo Mingyue and the others were still busy in the kitchen, and Anfu looked happy. He had never known that celebrating the New Year was such a beautiful thing.

"Shi Yan, if I'm not polite to you, I really won't go. I feel uncomfortable even if I go. What do you think?"

Faced with Liu Bai's frankness, Shi Yan did not continue to persuade him. He could understand that it would be okay if they had a normal dinner together. Today was the New Year's Eve dinner. Liu Bai must have meant it when he said he was uncomfortable.

Shi Yan thought about it from his place, then said goodbye and left. When he got home, he told Song Tingran about the incident word for word.

"Well...then I'll let him spend the New Year in the embroidery workshop. I feel quite sorry for him. I'll go over and call him."

Song Tingran was about to leave as she was about to leave, but Shi Yan immediately pulled her back, "My wife, don't go. Liu Bai's life experience is also pitiful. It's not easy to get ahead on the banks of the Liushui River these years. I just saw him sitting there. On the roof, he seemed to be worried, so it would be the same thing if he just sent some food over and asked Luo Mingyue and the others to take good care of him."

Shi Yan made sense. He peeled off some hard vegetables and brought a jar of good wine, which Song Tingran personally sent over.

Surprisingly, Liu Bai was at the door.

"Liu Bai, what are you doing? Are you waiting for me?" Song Tingran was embarrassed. If Liu Bai was really waiting for her here, she just wanted to have New Year's Eve dinner. She also came with a food box and hid it behind her. Hidden.

"I'm not waiting for you, I'm just here for a while. I want to help in the kitchen. They think I'm clumsy."

Liu Bai's eyes were fixed on Song Tingran's back, and the jade flute in his hand was beating on the palm of his hand. He raised his eyebrows and said, "Is this for me?"

"Ang, yes, don't you want to come over for dinner? I'm afraid that what Luo Mingyue and the others cook is not to your liking, so I specially sent a few things here."

Song Tingran handed the wine in his hand to Liu Bai first, and then opened the food box, "How about it, it looks great, right? Let's eat at home, it looks better."

"It still smells as good as before."

"What did you say?" Song Tingran was confused.

"It's nothing. Thank you Miss Song for your kindness, but I feel more comfortable here and won't disturb your family reunion. I will definitely live up to the good wine and food tonight."

Liu Baili brought over the food box and was about to enter the embroidery workshop, but Song Tingran was still a little dazed.

"Miss Song, is there anything else?"

"No, happy new year, Liu Bai."

Liu Bai shook the wine in his hand and said, "Happy New Year, Song Tingran."

Song Tingran then went home. When she reached the door of her house, she realized that Liu Bai had called her name just now, not Miss Song.

Before I had time to think too much, the strong atmosphere at home had already begun to bring the spirit of the New Year.

Shi Yan raised two wine glasses and gave one mixed with water to Song Tingran, "My wife, please tell me a few words."

"I don't have anything special to say. It's just that our family's journey has not been easy. It seems to have been smooth, but we have all overcome it together down-to-earth. I wish our family good health and a safe and healthy life. It’s just the best!”

Everyone stood up one after another, holding wine glasses, and the Zaizai also drank milk tea and juice.

"I'm so hungry. Dinner is finally ready. Give me some spicy chicken feet. I'm so hungry!"

Qiao Jinshu was far away from the spicy chicken feet. He stood up with his rice bowl, and Sang Cheng put a lot of it into his bowl.

Shi Yan was eating braised pork, which is best eaten with rice.

"Master Wife, are there any programs at our house tonight? You can't go to bed bored after having such a full meal, right?" Qiao Jinshu gnawed on the chicken feet and talked a lot. He could only hear a rough outline of his speech. .

"What kind of activities do you want to do? Tell us."

"All I can think of is setting off firecrackers. I can't think of anything else."

Song Tingran's family always goes to bed in the middle of the night during the Chinese New Year, and there are always some small shows.

She really hadn't thought much about it this year. She looked towards Zaizai while thinking about her goal, and she suddenly had an idea.

"I understand, how about we have a family version of the party?"

This is quite new, I have never heard of it, and the Zazai table all looked towards Song Tingran.

Shi Lean: "Mother, what is a party?" Her little head was full of doubts.

"Let's prepare some refreshments. Let's put them in the main room. The place is bigger. Everyone can take turns to perform a talent. Anything can be done. Then we will take a break during the three performances. In the middle of the night, my mother will give the snacks in person. How about making a pocket kebab wrap?”

Song Qingyi: "Okay, okay! It must be delicious."

Shi Le'an thought for a while, "Then I can only perform a painting for everyone. Mother, is this okay? Is it considered a talent?"

"Forget it, as long as you are good at it."

Now, while eating, I still have to think about performing some talent. Some people are happy about this, while others are sad.

Sang Cheng took advantage of the time it took to pour the wine and came to Song Tingran's side. He bent down and poured the wine very slowly.

"My wife, I have no talent, can you stop performing...?"