The waistcoat has fallen off all the way, and behind the beautiful face is the trumpet

In the morning, she followed her grandparents to the cemetery to pay homage to her ancestors. In the afternoon, her grandfather went to visit for a drink, and Ye Sheng accompanied her grandma to watch a movie at home.

There is no doubt about the taste of the ancestors. Listening to the voice of grandma humming along with the opera, Ye Sheng was also fascinated.

After watching the play, Ye Sheng took out her mobile phone and saw that the "Beautiful House" group was very lively.

Xu Duoduo showed off a lot of her sausages and bacon, which made Han Yizi howl with greed.

Han Yizi: "@ XuDuoduo brings some for the beginning of school."

Wei Lai: "This is raw, you can't eat it even if I bring it to you."

Han Yizi: "Let's secretly buy a small rice cooker."

Xu Duoduo: "It will trip."

Han Yizi: "I don't care, I don't care, I'm unhappy this year, and I need two big sausages to cure me."

Ye Zi: "Aren't you happy during the Chinese New Year? Didn't you receive the red envelope?"

Han Yizi sent a photo. In the photo, He Baichuan was wearing a casual sweater and making dumplings with Han's mother.

Mother Han smiled so hard that her eyes narrowed into slits.

Then she posted another one. It was Han's mother looking sideways at the camera, and the disgust in her eyes could be seen through the picture.

Mother Han’s attitude in the two pictures is so different, it’s hilarious to see.

Han Yizi: "Look, the black-faced god suddenly came back today, and my mother is no longer my mother."

Wei Lai sent a voice message, clicked it and listened, it was a gloating laugh.

Wei Lai: "Hahaha, this is how the mother-in-law looks at her son-in-law. The more she looks at her, the more satisfied she becomes."

Xu Duoduo: "Don't tell me, our instructor He is quite handsome."

Ye Sheng chatted in the group for a while, and Xia Tian made a video call.

After the two of them wished each other New Year's greetings, Ye Sheng called his master, senior brother, and Aunt Jiang to wish them a Happy New Year, and everyone else sent them WeChat wishes.

She did not copy the same cookie-cutter New Year messages, but sent sincere blessings to everyone.

She felt that even a 'Happy New Year' was more sincere than copying and pasting.

At dusk, snowflakes began to fall outside again.

Ye Sheng made tea, gave her grandparents and herself a cup each, and saw Jiang Yun coming in with large and small bags.

"Come on, what are you doing with so many things?" Grandma Ye stood up, took the things and handed them to the servant. She took Jiang Yun's hand and sat on the sofa.

"I didn't bring anything with me. I made two clothes for you and Uncle Ye, and a bag for Shengsheng." Jiang Yun smiled.

Ye Sheng handed her a cup of hot tea. It was still a long way from the main door of Ye's house to the living room. It was so cold outside that people's ears fell off.

Holding the hot tea, Jiang Yun took a sip.

"Well, this tea is good."

Ye Sheng smiled and said: "My grandfather's collection, specially used to drink during the New Year."

While they were chatting, Pei Chuyuan helped Grandma Pei in, and the room immediately became lively.

"But here you are." Grandma Ye took the old sister's hand and helped her warm it.

Grandma Pei smiled and said, "Your family is still popular."

During the day, her grandson was busy, and she was a lonely old lady guarding a huge home. She couldn't even speak two words to the servants all day.

Grandma Ye smiled and said, "Then you can come more often."

Pei Chuyuan watched Ye Zhengguo hand over the things: "This is tea for you and supplements for Grandma Ye."

Ye Zhengguo smiled and nodded, and Grandma Ye smiled and said, "You delivered such a big pile of things yesterday, and you brought so many more things today. Are you trying to evacuate your home?"

"Grandma Ye was joking."

Grandma Ye saw that he had been standing, "Sit down quickly, what are you doing standing there? That is Shengsheng's Aunt Jiang, just follow Shengsheng and shout."

Pei Chuyuan sat down and looked at Jiang Yun and nodded slightly: "Aunt Jiang."

Jiang Yun looked at the young man in front of her with a very satisfied expression.

Ye Sheng poured another cup of tea for Grandma Pei and Pei Chuyuan, and the servant brought several more plates of fruits and snacks.

The TV was on in the room, hot tea was warming in the teapot, and a group of people were sitting around talking.

When Ye Sheng saw someone's cup running low on tea, he would refill it.

When Grandma Pei and Grandma were drinking their third cup, Ye Sheng brought some fruit slices.

"As you get older, you tend to have trouble sleeping, so you can't drink too much of this tea. Just drink this."

Grandma Pei smiled and praised: "Shengsheng is so thoughtful."

The sky is getting dark, and the lights in the courtyard outside the window are turned on. The warm yellow lights add a lot of warmth to the cold night.

The snow fell heavier and heavier at night, and the cold wind howled.

The room was warm as spring, and there was laughter.

Grandma Ye made a special trip to bring out dumpling wrappers and dumpling fillings for everyone to participate.

Ye Sheng asked everyone to sit on the sofa and watch the Spring Festival Gala, and he took on this big project.

Ye Sheng stood at the table and was wrapping dumplings. A pair of long, clean hands reached over to pick up the dumpling wrappers.

"I'll help you."

Ye Sheng looked up and saw Pei Chuyuan clumsily putting stuffing inside.

Seeing her staring at his hands, Pei Chuyuan chuckled: "I washed my hands."

Ye Sheng looked back and continued what he was doing.

But she doubted whether Pei Chuyuan could make dumplings? So I couldn't help but take a peek.

Sure enough, there are things that geniuses cannot do.

He looked busy, but he didn't know what he was busy with.

Pei Chuyuan didn't expect that making a small dumpling would be so difficult. He thought it was just a way to wrap the meat, so he simply pinched his mouth tightly and balled it up in the palm of his hand a few times.

Suddenly, Ye Sheng laughed.

"This is a dumpling, not a glutinous rice ball."

Pei Chuyuan looked calm and smiled calmly: "It's okay, they're all the same. I'll eat the ugly ones later."

Ye Sheng picked up a dumpling wrapper, put it in the palm of his hand, and raised it in front of him.

"Look, don't put too much filling. If you pinch it tight little by little, won't the pleats look beautiful?"

Pei Chuyuan nodded: "Yes."

Seeing the two of them standing under the lamp making dumplings, Grandma Pei patted Grandma Ye's hand and motioned for her to look.

Grandma Ye smiled and nodded.

Jiang Yun looked over and smiled heartily.

Outsiders looked warm, but Pei Chuyuan was in a hurry.

It's easy to see how she operates.

But he knows how to use his eyes, but not his hands.

Ye Sheng's round and chubby bag is so cute.

He was grinning and had a strange shape.

Pei Chuyuan looked at Ye Sheng's delicate fingers. Even after making so many dumplings, her hands were still clean.

Her complexion looked like jade under the lamp, and he was so close that he could even see the tiny fluff, like a peach.

"Okay, that's what I mean. There are other dishes, too many to finish."

After wrapping the dumplings, Ye Sheng stood in front of the window and looked at the snowy scene outside. Pei Chuyuan also walked over.

Seeing that a thin layer of snow had accumulated in the yard, Ye Sheng suddenly opened the window.

A blast of cold air hit my face. Although it was cold, it was very fresh and had a faint scent of wintersweet.

"gorgeous."

Ye Sheng is actually a romantic person at heart, with some artistic instincts.

Although this scene was not enough to compose a poem, she wanted to break some wintersweet branches into it.

She closed the window and immediately put on her down jacket.

"Where?"

"I'll break some wintersweet branches."

"I'll go, it's cold outside."

After saying that, without waiting for Ye Sheng to refuse, he put on his down jacket and pushed out the door.

She wanted to break the plum blossoms, but he didn't understand.

He quickly came in with a few wintersweet branches still covered with snow. There was also snow on his clothes and hair.

"Take it."

There was a faint smile between his brows and a soft voice, giving people the illusion of being cared for and pampered.

There is no trace of ruthlessness, arrogance or ruthlessness in the rumors.

"Let's have the reunion dinner!" Jiang Yun shouted as she helped Wang Ma bring the dishes to the table.

Ye Sheng quickly took the wintersweet in his hand and put it in the vase.

Wintersweet blooms in the cold weather, refreshing and quiet, filling the room with fragrance.