The plot of Chuanshuzhi is wrong!

After all, Chu Qiyu chose to stay in City A for the New Year.

The day before New Year's Eve, after Gu Milin gave out red envelopes to his servants, he said auspicious Chinese New Year, and told them to pack up, go home, find fellow villagers, report to the housekeeping company they belong to.

On the morning of New Year's Eve, the two babysitters also received red envelopes. After greeting each other with the boss, each left a red envelope for Maomao, and left here with some worry but not too much worry.

The chef adjusted the dumpling fillings, prepared ready-made dumpling wrappers, made some semi-finished dishes, and prepared a lot of quick-frozen food.Check the refrigerator and kitchen again and again, get the red envelope and have a holiday.

Because the owner stayed at home for the first time for the New Year, the villa was decorated with red lanterns, Spring Festival decorations, and Spring Festival couplets on New Year’s Eve. It looked rustic!But in the empty villa, it is rare to have a festive atmosphere.

After a simple lunch, Chu Qiyu played the role of the chef, wandering around in the kitchen, housekeeper Zhou followed behind, and Gu Milin... looked after the children.

Chu Qiyu asked Steward Zhou how the Gu family spent New Year's Eve in the past. Although there must be a big gap, he must be as close to the "conventional" as possible.

Steward Zhou, who usually has a serious face most of the time, smiled especially amiably today.

"In the past, when the big family was together, there were many people and many rules. Later, when the husband lived here, he never celebrated New Year's Eve or Spring Festival. The servants were on holiday, and I went to my daughter's house, and the husband went out to travel."

Chu Qiyu also heard Gu Milin roughly say on New Year's Day, "I don't know the customs here, are there any rules for the New Year's Eve dinner?"

Steward Zhou said cheerfully: "There are no rules, don't we all make dumplings and cook a table of sumptuous meals?"

Chu Qiyu recalled how their family celebrated the New Year when his father was still there, and even when his grandma and mother were still there.

"In our family's New Year's Eve, dumplings are made after the New Year's Eve dinner. If there is a night watch, we cook some dumplings after 12 o'clock for supper. If we don't watch the night, we get up on the first day of the new year to cook dumplings and reheat leftovers. There must be leftovers for the New Year's Eve. More than a year!"

"Didn't you break your brain? Do you remember clearly?" Gu Milin, who won the stare-by-eye competition, asked—the little boy finally couldn't hold back and fell asleep.

After what he said, Chu Qiyu secretly scolded himself for being stupid. This is their custom, but it is not the New Year's custom in Sichuan Province!Fortunately, Huaguo has a large area and a variety of customs, otherwise it must arouse suspicion!

"Then do you want dumplings for the New Year's Eve dinner, or tomorrow?" I won't answer your question!

"Do as you say!"

If you make dumplings after the New Year's Eve dinner, you will have plenty of time.Chu Qiyu asked Uncle Zhou to rest for a while. Anyway, the dishes are semi-finished products, which is very convenient.

"Let's go to rest for a while too? Don't we have to watch the night?" In Gu Milin's memory, it seems that he has no experience of watching the night on New Year's Eve. the same.

"Us? Maomao, who's watching, what do you do when you wake up? What if you cry?" Chu Qiyu looked like you are a father!

"We won't sleep that night and keep looking at him? Push his crib into my room, you go to my room to sleep, we can hear any movement!"

"Go to sleep for a while. I'll go to Maomao's room to play with my mobile phone. It's okay to keep watch all night. Let Maomao sleep on my bed at night. I will sleep well and won't overwhelm him." Chu Qiyu walked upstairs.

There is a nanny's room in the baby suite, but it is the place where the two ladies have lived for a long time. Even after changing the bedding, Chu Qiyu still feels that it is not suitable.

"Your bed is so small, how can you sleep three people!" Gu Milin protested after him.

Chu Qiyu rolled his eyes, and advised himself not to care about this unreasonable troublemaker who is too old for the New Year.

In the end, Gu Milin didn't go back to his room to rest. He said that he was not an elderly person, and he didn't need to take care of himself at midnight.

The two sat on the carpet in the activity room of the baby suite, chatting with each other while playing with their mobile phones.

Chu Qiyu asked Gu Milin why Steward Zhou still works here at such an old age.

Gu Milin told him that Steward Zhou was the old housekeeper of the Gu family, and the only person in the Gu family who cared about him after he came to the Gu family.

Later, after he sent the old man to a nursing home, he came out to live by himself. Although housekeeper Zhou had reached retirement age, he still worked until now because he was worried about him.

"Do you think it's too heartless for me to send the old man to a nursing home?" Gu Milin asked suddenly.

"Ah?" Chu Qiyu was taken aback by this question. He knew that Gu Milin hated his father. Because his father needed an heir, his father forcibly took him away from his grandparents and did not allow him to contact them again until they Died one after another.

And after his father brought him home, he just let him learn all kinds of knowledge continuously, and never really cared about him.

"I have not experienced what happened to you, and I have no position or qualification to evaluate your behavior. However, you should have your reasons."

As if he was very satisfied with his answer, the seriousness on Gu Milin's face receded, and he smiled and said sarcastically: "The old man has a wife and daughter, but I don't know if they will visit him or not!"

"Tell me something you don't like to hear..." Chu Qiyu carefully tested.

"Say!" Does this idiot think he is cold-blooded and heartless?

"Be nicer to Maomao, be careful that you are old, and Maomao will send you, an old man, far away!"

Hearing what he said, Gu Milin raised the corner of his mouth instead, "We also have to see if that brat has the ability!"

Hearing his words, Chu Qiyu felt a strange joy in his heart. Gu Milin was willing to tell him about his grievances with his father. He was inexplicably moved, but he couldn't explain what he was moved by.

In order to get rid of the strangeness in his heart, he opened another topic.

"Why did you choose to live in a villa in the first place? The space is so big. Before Mao Mao, you are the only master. Don't you feel lonely and troublesome to live in? Or do you rich people like this kind of tune?"

"You don't like it?" Gu Milin didn't answer his question, but asked a question instead.

Chu Qiyu shrugged: "I'm a poor dog, so I definitely can't understand the consumption concept of people of your class. Although it is indeed gorgeous, there are gardens and yards, gyms, wine cellars, audio-visual rooms, and even spas and swimming pools. But I still prefer a smaller place to live.”

"I also lived in an ordinary house when I was a child, and it's not that I don't understand the lives of ordinary people."

Chu Qiyu was a little puzzled seeing him saying this to herself with a serious face, but did not think deeply.

The temperature in the room is suitable, and the atmosphere is relaxed. Even if the two of them fiddle with the electronic products in their hands, they don't feel awkward.The embarrassing thing is that Chu Qiyu fell asleep in the cartoon lazy sofa!

Gu Milin went to his room to get a thin blanket to cover him, and sat down beside him.

From the moment he realized he liked the dork, to accepting his feelings as openly as he initially admitted that he was interested in him.

But during this period of observation, this idiot only covets his beauty and treats him as a free massage｜stick, turning a blind eye to everything else!

I really can't wait to grind my teeth and suck blood to swallow him into my stomach!

Thinking that he had to cook New Year's Eve dinner for his family, make dumplings, and watch the night together, he decided not to stay here, out of sight and out of mind.

I went into the room and looked at the little boy who was snoring on the crib. There was nothing unusual before I left the room.

……

The hard work of the two chefs when they left was definitely let down. With the addition of Gu Maomao’s hard-boiled eggs, Chu Qiyu cooked a total of 8 dishes, and the portions were not too much.Anyway, for the four of them, the amount of these dishes will definitely be "surplus".

Chu Qiyu didn't dare to drink too much wine, and when Maomao wanted to drink night milk at night, no one would get up.

Steward Zhou was in a good mood, his face flushed from drinking, and he didn't talk much, but it was obvious that he was happy.

Child Gu Maomao, wearing new clothes that are festive and suitable for the occasion, is full of interest in the red decorations that have appeared many times in front of him today, and is also very excited because he can eat in his uncle's arms again.

It was the first time for Chu Qiyu to see Gu Milin drinking. Although he was wearing home clothes, he still looked elegant and calm. Chu Qiyu couldn't help sighing for the nth time, after all, he is the protagonist in the author's writing!

Although there were few people, and there was someone who spoke "baby language", this New Year's Eve dinner was also full of fireworks.

City A couldn't set off firecrackers and fireworks, but they didn't feel any regrets. Compared with the previous New Year's Eve, tonight was already extremely lively.

After clearing the dining table, they moved to the small hall next to them to make dumplings.There is a TV in the small hall, and the Spring Festival Gala can be used as the background music for making dumplings.

Not to mention Gu Milin, even Uncle Zhou and Chu Qiyu have never made dumplings by themselves.It is estimated that the chefs have also thought of this situation, and the steps and precautions are clearly written.

Chu Qiyu and Uncle Zhou's hands-on skills are still online. After watching the video online, the dumplings gradually became well-proportioned and plump from the first few shriveled skins and exposed fillings.

Gu Milin, who was watching from the side, felt that there was nothing difficult, but decided to give up after trying two.

Gu Maomao, who was babbling next to her to help her uncle, watched her uncle perform magic-like movements, and like his father, stretched out his arms to reach the face far away from him.In order to let his son have a sense of participation, Gu Milin threw a dumpling wrapper to him.

The child first pulled it curiously, watching the things in his hands constantly changing shapes, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhssAfter being encouraged, the children suddenly stuffed the dough into their mouths excitedly!

"Stupid boy!" Gu Milin hurriedly pulled the face out of his hands. After Gu Maomao fought hard, he had to accept the fact that the enemy was too strong, and resorted to his trump card——

"Wow - wow -"

Steward Zhou watched all this with relief. The helpless and helpless child who had just arrived had finally grown up and learned to pursue the happiness he wanted to wait for.

Dumplings are also made according to the amount of food eaten by each person, and placed in the freezer layer of the refrigerator, so that the dumpling skin will not stick when eating, not to mention that the refrigerator is large enough to not worry about taking up space.

Steward Zhou is getting old, and after going back to his room to have a phone call with his daughter's family, he will wash up and rest.Before leaving, he left a red envelope for each of them.

Chu Qiyu and Gu Milin also handed over the red envelopes they had prepared, and sent auspicious words of blessing!

——For Chinese New Year, there must be a full sense of ritual!

Little friend Gu Maomao finally couldn't hold it anymore, and fell asleep.Chu Qiyu carried the baby to the crib, wiped his face and paws with a warm towel, smeared it with fragrance, and walked out of his room—yes, the crib was moved to his room!

In the small hall, after the dumpling table was cleared and various snacks were placed, Chu Qiyu hugged a small blanket, ready to watch TV while waiting for the zero o'clock clock.

Seeing that Gu Milin insisted on squeezing together with him, Chu Qiyu's heart was overflowing with warmth. It was rare for him to take the initiative to hug him during the unfavorable incident, and then handed Gu Milin a red envelope, "Take it!" Go buy candy!"

Gu Milin rubbed the person amusedly, then leaned over to the table and took out the phone, fiddled with it for a few seconds, "Take it to buy clothes!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Chu Qiyu's cell phone on the table rang.

Taking it over and looking at it, it was actually Gu Milin who transferred the money to Alipay, a very auspicious one...a big sum!

"Give me back my red envelope!" Those red tickets, which were also auspicious numbers, looked so... shabby!

Gu Milin dragged him back into his arms, "Stupid! The meaning is the same."

While spurning himself for being so vulgar, Chu Qiyu cheerfully said thank you!

He has almost no experience of receiving red envelopes. In the past, grandma and father would also give New Year's money, but very little, and they would not put it in red envelopes.

He has confiscated red envelopes for many years, and he collected two in one night.

After watching the Spring Festival Gala for a while, the two gradually felt bored.Although he yawned, he still endured several programs.

However, as time went by, the two people, who were already throbbing in their hearts, tacitly let their breaths meet, and both had a further understanding!

In the tenderness... Gu Milin's cell phone rang!

Gu Milin didn't intend to let ignorant people disturb his good business, but the uninvited guest would not let him go.

Chu Qiyu pushed him and motioned him to answer the phone first.

Annoyed, Gu Milin let go a little, and the two looked at the mobile phone on the table together with the ringtone.

So Chu Qiyu also clearly saw the name on the phone screen - "Sha Jia'an?!"

The author has something to say:

What a small theater...

Gu Milin: Why not, there is no meat in the main text, can't we have some soup in the small theater?

Chu Qiyu: It is estimated that there is no manuscript and the dog can't get out....