"It's okay," Rong Beiming held her hand and comforted her gently, "Listen to your husband, it's okay!"
After he finished speaking, he leaned forward to kiss her. She giggled and ran away from him, shouting: "Stop making trouble, you are driving. I am in a car accident with my mother-in-law. I am more afraid of a car accident."
"Then... smile!"
"Hehe..." Yu Nianen smiled hard.
"Ugly!"
"You are also your wife who is ugly, you have no choice."
"I'm blind..."
"Rong Beiming, say it again, say it again..." Yu Nianen pinched him hard on the arm.
"Honey, pay attention to safety, safety first..."
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City a is not very far from city z, more than an hour's drive.
It was just eight o'clock when they arrived home.
As soon as he entered the door, while he was still changing his shoes and taking off his coat, Aunt Wang came over and took Yu Nianen's hand and looked at her for a long time: "Hey! This kid is so handsome. The more I look at him, the more I like him."
"Aunt Wang, happy New Year!" Yu Nianen smiled sheepishly and sent blessings and a red envelope that had been prepared. "This is a little thought from Ming and I. I wish you good health!"
Every New Year, Rong Beiming would send red envelopes, so Aunt Wang was used to it and happily accepted it.
"My mother..." Rong Beiming smiled and pointed to the room.
"Come in! Your mother is fine. When I heard that you were coming to have New Year's Eve dinner together, I was not allowed in the kitchen. You also know that it is difficult for your mother to work in the kitchen. Your father was helping her, so I was free.
"Aunt Wang happily led them into the house, and then went to make tea for them.
Yu Nianen pointed in the direction of the kitchen and motioned for Rong Beiming to come with her to say hello.
Rong Beiming held her shoulders and walked into the kitchen with her.
In the kitchen, Feng Lan was busy in her apron, and Rong Tian was helping her put the cooked dishes on the table, so when she turned around, she saw two young people standing at the door.
"Dad!" Rong Beiming squeezed Yu Nianen's shoulder.
She quickly shouted: "Dad!"
Rong Tian smiled and agreed, then turned around and shouted: "Xiao Lan, son, my wife is back."
"I know, take out the food in your hand." Feng Lan still looked at the food in the pot without looking back.
Rong Tian babbled at Feng Lan's back and went out with the dishes.
Feng Lan turned around, looked at them and said, "Don't hang around here, go wash your hands and get ready to eat."
"Mom, this is for you and dad. I wish you good health! Happy New Year!" Yu Nianen walked over with the red envelope.
Feng Lan held a spatula in one hand and chopsticks in the other. She stared at Yu Nianen with no expression on her face.
Yu Nianen stuffed the red envelope into Feng Lan's apron pocket: "Mom, I will do the rest!"
"It's almost done," Feng Lan looked at his son behind Yu Nianen. Rong Beiming didn't say anything and just smiled.
She couldn't help but shook her head, turned around and picked up a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs with her chopsticks: "Ming, come and try your favorite food to see how it tastes. I haven't made it in a long time."
"Let Nian En have a taste, she knows my taste!"
Feng Lan glared at him, but still put the ribs in front of Yu Nianen.
Yu Nianen looked at the ribs that were brought to her mouth. The smile on her face suddenly froze, and an uncontrollable nausea surged from her stomach to her throat. She waved her hands, covered her mouth, and kept retching.