Old Bai looked at him with great interest, "Then can you perform one for me?"

"How to perform? Do you have any seeds here?"

"Yes, flower seeds." Old Bai said and ran to the balcony, and quickly brought a small paper bag over.

"These are the seeds of the rose flowers that I grew on the balcony of my house. The air pollution died some time ago. Alas... it's a pity."

When Lao Bai was bored at home, he liked to plant flowers, and he developed feelings for those flowers. Even after his death, he was sad for a long time.

After moving here, he tried planting several times, but not even a bud sprouted. Now that he had the opportunity to plant it, couldn't he be excited?

"Hurry up and help me try to see if I can plant it."

Seeing Old Bai looking at him with hopeful eyes, Yan Zuoqi's original idea of ​​just getting a bud changed.

He picked up two seeds and held them in his hands. After a while, the seeds in his hands finally responded.

Bright yellow seedlings slowly emerge from the seeds, and then the seedlings gradually turn green and larger as time goes by.

This slow change surprised everyone present except Yan Jin. In the past, they had only seen such scenes on TV. Today, they finally had a physical examination in person.

When the seedlings grew to about thirty centimeters high, Yan Zuoqi stopped and continued to input abilities.

He was only in the early stage of the first level, and his superpower storage capacity was too small. To this extent, he had already consumed one-third of his energy.

"Old Cypress, this is the only way. Find a flower pot and plant them in it."

Bai Hua stood up and said, "I'll take it to the balcony and plant it."

He was worried that the house would be full of dirt and it would be impossible to bring it in.

Father Yan came to the kitchen with a watering kettle, looked around, and when no one was looking, asked his wife to pour half a pot of supernatural water into the kettle.

Thanks to his superpower, coupled with his wife's superpower water containing a small amount of energy, I believe the flower will grow well.

Ever since he planted the rose, Comrade Lao Bai had taken root on the balcony, fearing that the plant would wither if he left.

He reluctantly left the balcony until someone from the dining room called out that it was time for dinner.

"Ajin, I'd like to toast you. Thank you for your selfless generosity. I'll do it first as a token of respect." Bai Hua drank the wine in the glass in one gulp. He turned the glass over with a smile, and a drop of wine dripped from the glass.

Yan Jin also picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp, "We are all brothers, there is no need to be so polite in the future."

"Okay, come, I'm happy today, let's have another drink." Bai Hua filled the glass again, picked it up and drank.

What can Yan Jin do? Let's drink together.

Fortunately, Bai Hua didn't go too far. After toasting three times, he stopped toasting again.

Comrade Lao Yan and Comrade Lao Bai also toasted to each other a few times. The topics they focused on were all about flowers and plants. One said, I still have a lot of flower seeds. Do you want to use them to practice? As long as they are spawned and divided into two, it will be fine.

One said yes, and since you took the initiative to give me flower seeds to practice with, you will get half of the flowers and plants I spawned. The two of them were so happy that they toasted back and forth. In the end, they didn’t eat much food and were drunk. .

When the family of five returned home, it was completely dark.

Two days passed by in the blink of an eye. Today was New Year's Eve. Zhou Jiaoyang and Yan's mother got up early in the morning to prepare for the noon meal.

The three men of the Yan family also have their own things to do, which is to write and post couplets.

Father Yan cut the red paper that Zhou Jiaoyang had taken out in advance, put pen and ink on it, and stood in front of the table meditating on what he was going to write. He looked like an old scholar.

Yan Ma, who was watching the preparation of ingredients, laughed out loud.

Zhou Jiaoyang looked at Yan's mother in surprise, wondering what made Yan's mother laugh.

Seeing her daughter-in-law looking at her, Yan's mother was embarrassed for a moment, and then she pursed her lips at Yan's father, "Look at your dad looking like an old scholar."

Zhou Jiaoyang followed her line of sight and saw that Father Yan was holding a pen and looked serious. Was Father Yan thinking about what couplet to write?

"You might think he is a master of calligraphy even though he looks good at it. In fact, his handwriting is ugly and he can't write as well as I do, haha..."

Thinking of the old man's ugly handwriting, she couldn't help but laugh again.

"ah...?"

Has anyone ever laughed at their husband like this?

The corners of Zhou Jiaoyang's mouth curled up slightly, wanting to smile, but she was a junior, so why did she laugh at her elders?

Yan's mother can laugh unscrupulously, but she cannot.

"Then dad why..."

"Because he likes it."

This was a time when his ability as the head of the family was highlighted. How could she and her son take over their duties?

Zhou Jiaoyang: Okay.

Yan Jin and Xiao Han went to the kitchen to make rice paste.

When Zhou Jiaoyang saw the couplet posted on her door, she felt that Yan's mother was exaggerating. Yan's father's writing was quite good. At least the words he wrote were much better than hers.

Hmm... maybe Yan's mother's calligraphy is better, so she will look down on Yan's father's handwriting, right?

In order to have the reunion dinner earlier, Zhou Jiaoyang and Yanma worked together outside the space and prepared a table of dishes before ten o'clock.

Fragrant beer-braised chicken, golden and crispy roast duck, braised lamb chops, braised pork with pickled vegetables, braised shrimps, braised fish that represents a surplus every year, stir-fried bacon with garlic, vegetarian dishes including fried cabbage, and spicy and sour shredded potatoes. , a steaming pot of beef bone hot pot was placed in the middle.

The family members are all superpowers who have awakened their superpowers, and their appetites are a bit larger than ordinary people, so the dishes placed on the table are all large and generous.

The child's favorite dishes are roast duck and braised shrimp. Seeing that he likes to eat, Yan's mother helped tear the roast duck into small strips and peeled the shrimp and placed them in front of the child.

Yan's mother said that she was keeping in good health and the most she ate was cabbage.

Yan's father and Yan Jin's chopsticks kept marching into the big pot in the middle. They were indeed father and son, and the tastes were the same.

Xiaohan felt that this day was the happiest day in his life. He was surrounded by his parents, brothers and sisters who loved him, and his favorite food was on the table.

Although he had a mother before, she usually had to go to work to earn money to support the family and rarely played with him. When they finally got a chance to get along with each other, her mother looked worried, and he couldn't be happy either.

The Chinese New Year is all about having fun. On the first, second, third and third day of the lunar month, the dozen or so families above them all visited each other. They either played cards or mahjong, or stayed together to watch dramas. They were not treated poorly in terms of food, no. Are there any elders? This meal is at your house, and the next meal is at my house.

On the fourth day of the Lunar New Year, I returned to normal meditation practice and went out for a walk in the community at a fixed time every day.

Zhou Jiaoyang and Yan Jin occasionally go for a walk in the city and nearby mountains and forests. The city established a base a year ago.

Because most of today's food is obtained from the ocean, the base is established near the sea.

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