first love

On New Year's Eve, the family finally gathered in the old house. Xie Beijun did not bring her "friend" back as her parents wished, which made Xie's mother very disappointed.But it was just a momentary emotion. Turning her head, she began to tinker with the window grilles and couplets, as well as the door god painting on the door.

"So you wanted to cut it yourself?" Wen Lan was surprised.

Mother Xie flipped her hands and quickly made a picture of a carp, which was lifelike and completely different from the level of window grilles in ordinary families: "This is a tradition... In fact, we haven't done it for several years. This time we have you at home, so naturally To experience family activities!"

Xie Nanqun on the side looked clumsy, accidentally cut the paper, and simply threw it away, and went to Wen Lan's side to chat and laugh with him in a low voice, or unilaterally harass him.

Xie Beijun and Xie's father never participated in these things. They posted couplets outside the door and quarreled from time to time. One said to move up, and the other said to lean to the left.There was a whirlwind with scorching eyes at his feet, occasionally biting mischievously a couplet that was not attached firmly, but was reprimanded by Xie Beijun by grabbing the back of the neck, and immediately pretended to lie on the ground in a sleepy manner.

Wen Lan cut the window grilles for the first time, and picked the simplest pattern. Not long after, he looked at the work on the palm of his hand and smiled: "Mom, look, is this all right?"

Mother Xie raised her head: "Hey, it's so beautiful!" Then she glanced contemptuously at her tall and burly son who couldn't even hold scissors well, "Hurry up and go to the kitchen to see if the stuffing is ready, I'll wrap it later Dumplings.” This is also one of the New Year’s customs, northerners eat more dumplings, and the whole family gathers around the table to make them by themselves, which is more fun.

Xie Nanqun got used to being disgusted and got up immediately.He and Xie Beijun are both people with little artistic talent. One has been keen on learning and sports since childhood, and the other has eyes that lack beauty and only knows to concentrate on work. This makes Xie's mother extremely helpless.Fortunately, there was Wen Lan at this time, who was gentle and quiet, and knew literature and music, and her hands were so dexterous, which made her fall in love with her heart.

The cook knew that they had the habit of making dumplings, so everything was prepared on the cooking table and in the freezer. "There are still crab roe, when will I make steamed dumplings?" she asked.

"Well, I'm sorry to trouble you." Xie Nanqun looked around and nodded with satisfaction.

"No trouble." The cook is also an old man who has worked in Xie's house for many years, and she smiled kindly, "There is not much seasoning added here, it is relatively light, I think Shaonai—Master Wen will like it." She changed her words hastily .

Outside the kitchen, Mama Xie and Wen Lan had already packed up a stack of large and small window grilles, and were about to go upstairs to paste up the windows of the main bedroom and study room.Seeing that no one paid attention to it, Xuanfeng also ran in, Da Da Da followed behind the two of them.It thought Wen Lan had a good personality, and deliberately rubbed its head against his leg, just like it did to Xie Nanqun in the past.

Wen Lan was really happy, and stretched out his hand to rub Xuanfeng's head: "Good boy."

However, it turns out that Alaska is not a well-behaved dog. When Wenlan turned around, he suddenly found Cyclone lying on the window sill, struggling to lick the newly pasted window grilles with his tongue.Seeing that it was about to damage things, he yelled anxiously, but the whirlwind seemed to be frightened, bit his tongue all of a sudden, made himself jump in pain, and then fell to the ground with a "slap".Mama Xie, who came over after hearing the sound, looked at her and said calmly, "This guy is pretending to be dead. He does this every time he makes a mistake. Just get used to it."

Wen Lan squatted down, observed carefully for a while, then reached out and tapped the little black nose that was moving.Being harassed to the point of failure, Cyclone finally opened his eyes, whimpering and put his head under his hands, as if begging for mercy. "Okay, 'attempted crime', I won't hold you accountable this time." He made a joke and licked the dog's head.

Xuanfeng seemed to understand people's words, and immediately got up energetically, without feeling guilty at all.

"It was adopted by me back then." Mama Xie made a gesture, "It was only so young at that time, but it was well-behaved. The older it grows, the more mischievous it becomes, and it doesn't look good anymore."

Hearing the comment of "not good-looking", Cyclone's eyes widened, his ears pricked up, and he showed an expression of disbelief.

Wen Lan looked amused: "Why are you so smart..."

Xie's mother was too lazy to talk to it, and pressed down Xuanfeng's ears casually: "Don't be like a rabbit."

Cyclone: ​​"Wow!"

At this time, Xie Nanqun's voice came from downstairs: "Are you coming to make dumplings? I am the only one fighting alone?" Then Xie Beijun yelled angrily: "Dad! Let go! This is covered with three layers of skin. Not strong, you really don't have this talent..." Father Xie retorted not to be outdone, "You're not much better either!"

Xie's mother greeted Wen Lan: "Let's go, or you will be annoyed to death by them."

Seeing the big boss coming to the restaurant, the father and daughter silently kept silent, for fear of being pulled by their ears.

As for Xie Nanqun's calmness and composure, he is not good at cooking, but the skill of making dumplings is very good. The dumplings of various shapes seem to jump out of the palm of their own accord, without any effort at all.Wen Lan has already seen it, but this meeting still feels miraculous, so he concentrates on learning.

Xie Beijun and Xie's father next to each other were both talkative and incompetent people. Their hands were covered with flour and greasy, and they had to run to wash them off.

"Is this stuffed with crab roe?" Mama Xie picked up one and looked at it with great interest, "Can it only be steamed in a pot?"

"Well, the taste is also light. I asked my aunt to prepare it." Xie Nanqun didn't raise his head, and concentrated on pinching the folds.

Mother Xie prolonged the ending: "I can make flowers after doing this... Sigh, I really have a daughter-in-law and forget my mother..."

Xie Nanqun put the newly made dumplings on the plate, one after another, as if full of yellow flowers.He pointed to another crescent-shaped plate: "That's your favorite vegetarian dish."

"Good son!" Mama Xie smiled like a flower.

The noise continued until the evening, but Xie Nanqun was able to eat enough for the whole family. There was no trace of fatigue on Xie Nanqun's face. Wen Lan persisted until the second half and finally got tired. He moved a chair and sat beside him, chatting casually.Xie's mother hardly did anything, and took a photo with her heart, and then nestled on the sofa to retouch the picture and post it on Moments, showing off her good son and daughter-in-law to her acquaintances.

Xie Beijun didn't know where he ran to for a long time, maybe in the room, while Xie's father and Xuanfeng were watching TV. The former was sitting upright, thinking he was watching some financial program, but it was actually a babbling opera; It sounded very serious, but I couldn't understand it at all, and fell asleep with half-closed eyes.

After 80 o'clock in the evening, all the dishes were served, and there were steaming dumplings. Among them, the crab dumpling with a completely different style of painting was particularly eye-catching.Of course, Xie's parents took the seat, Xie Nanqun and Wen Lan sat on one side, Xie Beijun just hung up the phone and sat on the other side.Father Xie likes to drink, so he specially took his own collection from the wine cellar - a bottle of aged Moutai from the [-]s. "This wine becomes more mellow as it ages, and it tastes comfortable to drink!" He poured a small glass and sipped it cherishingly.

Xie Nanqun also drank alcohol, but he rarely drank such strong ones, and didn't dare to taste more, just poured a small glass like his father did.Seeing the curiosity on Wen Lan's face, he smiled, dipped a little with his chopsticks and handed it to the other's mouth: "Try the taste?"

Wen Lan was a little shy, but still kept his chopsticks in his mouth, and immediately squinted his eyes from the choking, coughed a few times, and drank some soup before recovering.

Xie Beijun was a good drinker, her cheeks were slightly red, and she looked at him with her chin in her hand: "Hey, this is how children drink..."

Mama Xie didn't drink alcohol, and ate her vegetarian dumplings with elegance.

After a meal, it is enjoyable, warm and happy.After the meal, the parents of the Xie family, who are elders, took out red envelopes and distributed them to several children: "Just be healthy and happy." Wen Lan took it over, pursed his lips, and replied, "I wish my parents good health, All the best." Hearing this, Xie's mother showed a bright smile: "Okay."

On New Year's Eve, we have to watch the old age, and the family will go back to their rooms to rest after midnight.Wen Lan wasn't too sleepy, so he sat on the bed with Xie Nanqun and opened the red envelopes. "Jade pendant..." Wen Lan stroked it a few times with his fingertips, feeling that it was soft and soft, as if it was something old, and he became even more frightened.

Xie Nanqun explained: "Oh, I should have given you a bracelet, and the daughter-in-law of the Xie family has it." He touched Wen Lan's wrist, "But it doesn't fit you, so I changed it to a jade pendant."

It dawned on Wen Lan.

"Just put it away." Xie Nanqun recalled the small pendants fused with concentric locks on their necks, reached out and took the jade pendant, and put it in a conspicuous place beside the bed, "I'll find a small brocade box to put it in tomorrow."

Wen Lan smiled, very happy.It happened that it was snowing outside at this time, he looked out of the window and said with emotion: "Auspicious snow heralds a good year."