Ever since Yang Chan and Mo Chen finished their conversation with Yang Jian last time, everyone had sensed a strange atmosphere. The three of them were always mysterious, as if they had some ulterior secret.

There is indeed a secret, Yang Chan specially told the two of them that this matter should not be let Liu Yanchang know, Liu Yanchang is a scholar, but also a scholar, Yang Chan and him have been married for more than 20 years, how could it be impossible? Knowing the character of the other party, she was sure that if Liu Yanchang knew, it would be absolutely impossible for him to be as easy-talking as her, and maybe he would directly expel Chen Xiang from the house.

It has to be said that Yang Chan got the truth in some respects.

This is why everyone felt that there was something tricky between the three of them.But they didn't have time to ask anything, and soon the year would come to an end.

In winter, the long snow drifts with the wind, reflecting the crystal clear light under the sunlight.For the heavens, it may only be a few hours, but in the world it is the end of a year.

In a few days, it will be the Spring Festival. Ding Xiang and Ao Chun returned to the Dragon Palace early to confirm their marriage. Ao Chun decided to stay at Ding Xiang's house for the new year. Logically speaking, this does not conform to the customs of the world, but both of them know Once they get married, it means that Ding Xiang is from Donghai. Their lifespan is too long, and Ding's mother's life is only a few decades. Ao Chun knows that Ding Xiang wants to be with Ding for the rest of her life. Mother made this decision.

Everyone is getting ready for the new year.

Before, Mo Chen had been away from home all the time, and since he and Yang Jian had lived for so long, it didn't matter if the new year was over, and he didn't think there was anything special about the new year, but Yang Chan and Liu Yanchang didn't think so.

It's rare that the family is finally reunited, and this year needs to be a decent one, so I just took this opportunity to invite friends who have helped the family to visit.

First of all, according to the folk custom, the house should be cleaned a few days before the New Year, but Yang Chan thought that many friends would visit in the future, so she simply moved the house to a remote and open place in the village. The original small house became a mansion with engraved "Liu Mansion", although Liu Yanchang is not used to seeing his new home.

Afterwards, Yang Chan went into the town to prepare food and decorate the new home. On the eve of the new year, Mo Chen and Yang Jian finally came back from the heaven, and were shocked by the big red in front of them.

It used to be an open space, but now it is covered by courtyards, lakes, and attics. Red lanterns, red blessings, and red decorations make the entire mansion a lively atmosphere.

"Mother, your speed is really fast." Mo Chen sighed.

Yang Chan smiled and scolded, "Is it possible to wait until you two busy people come back? Then I don't think this year will be over." After she finished speaking, she pushed the shoulders of the two of them, "Okay, hurry up and go into the house, don't stay in the house." Here it is."

After entering the room, Mo Chen's eyes were instantly attracted by the delicate paper-cuts on the table. "This is birthday peach, carp jumping over the dragon's gate, and dragon and phoenix showing good luck, and the pearl of Pisces... Mom, did you cut these 'Fu' characters?"

These "Fu" characters are delicate and exquisite, and people without some knowledge cannot make this feeling.

"Of course your mother cut it out bit by bit. How could your father and I do these things?" Liu Yanchang came out from the kitchen, holding a plate of red bean cakes, sweet-scented osmanthus cakes, lotus root cinnamon cakes, crystal cakes...

When he saw the man in white standing next to Mo Chen, he was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled unnaturally, "Erlang God is here too, please sit down, this cake was made by Chan'er herself, you guys have a taste."

"Mother made it? It must be delicious." Mo Chen has no doubts about Yang Chan's craftsmanship. In his previous life, he and his bad friends competed for food.

Yang Jian took it calmly, and said with a smile, "You don't need to call me so formally, just call me Yang Jian." After finishing speaking, he pinched the red bean cake and brought it to Mo Chen's lips as if no one else was around.

Mo Chen generously took the red bean cake from Yang Jian's hand, and finally licked his fingertips lightly. "Well, mother's cooking is really good, but it's a pity that I didn't eat it 20 years late." Mo Chen smiled contentedly and narrowed his eyes.

The two didn't realize how ambiguous their actions were, and this generous and upright attitude made Liu Yanchang feel that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell.

"Mother, Dad!" The inner door was pushed open, and a woman in pink and a skirt came out with a fruit plate full of fruits. "I've already... eh? Brother Chen Xiang?" Xiaoyu shouted happily, "You come back Oh, that’s great, I thought Heaven was going to detain you in the Temple of Justice.”

The woman leaned over and put the fruit in her hand on the table, then turned around and said, "It will be good if you come back, ah, by the way, where are Xiaotiangou and Fengling? Why don't you see them."

"Xiao Tiangou and Feng Ling took a step ahead of us. They haven't come yet. They are probably playing on the road again. Don't worry about them. With Feng Ling here, it will take a moment to come here."

"Well, I also prepared braised chicken drumsticks that Xiaotiangou likes, but I don't know what Fengling likes." Xiaoyu smiled sweetly.

"Okay, Chen Xiang, second brother, you are tired of being busy with the heavenly affairs these days, you go and rest first, I will prepare dinner, Xiaoyu, can we come together?" Yang Chan straightened her sleeves and said.

"Okay." The woman nodded, smiled at Mo Chen again, and followed Yang Chan to the kitchen.

Only Mo Chen, Yang Jian and Liu Yanchang were left, and the atmosphere was a little silent and awkward. Liu Yanchang coughed, and then made an excuse, "Well, I'll help your mother." After finishing speaking, he also walked towards the kitchen.

It seems that even if the misunderstanding is resolved, father is not used to facing Yang Jian after all, so he can only say take it easy, Mo Chen thought to himself, shaking his head helplessly.

……

The sky outside the house cleared up, and only a clear cry came from a distance. After a while, there was a golden light outside the house, sprinkled in the crystal snow in a brilliant golden color.

From the light, two figures slowly stepped out.

"Feng Ling came out and still doesn't know what it means to keep a low profile." Mo Chen propped his head, and through the window, he could see Feng Ling and Xiao Tiangou standing at the door.

As soon as the Xiaotian dog landed, he pouted his nose, "I seem to smell the smell of chicken legs! It smells so good!" While talking, he ran over following the smell, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Seeing this, Mo Chen couldn't help laughing, "If others see this, they will think he hasn't eaten for a long time. I see, Xiaoyu probably won't be able to wait until tomorrow for the chicken legs made by Xiaoyu."

Yang Jian shook his head helplessly, Xiao Tiangou's keen sense of smell did bring him a lot of convenience, but sometimes it's not good to be too sensitive.

"Since it's the Chinese New Year, let him open his stomach and eat. It's rare to be able to spend the New Year so peacefully."

Hearing this, Mo Chen felt a little sad.

For the past 2000 years, he has been troubled by various trivial matters. It is difficult for Yang Jian to be able to reunite with his family for the New Year in such a relaxed way. Today's peace is indeed hard-won.

Maybe this is the last time too...

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