"Thank you, Uncle Nan!" The young prince was so happy that he also reminded his younger cousin, "Xiao Xi, don't bite this."
Everyone in the room, except Feng Danyuan, was a little surprised.
The most unexpected thing was Feng Danning. He supported Xiao Xi and saw the "tea shop and dim sum shop" that Nan Ming mentioned. They were the two most prosperous businesses in the imperial capital this year. He didn't expect that the owner was Nan Ming, let alone
Thinking of Nan Ming giving it to the two children so casually as a New Year's red envelope.
Mrs. Feng smiled and said: "Have you collected the red envelopes? Come on, let's go have a reunion dinner! This is a real reunion dinner. Wei Huan is back, and he has brought back a new son-in-law, and little Jia Ping is also born.
Yes, it’s so good!”
Aunt Guo helped the old man walk to the cubicle. King Yan, Princess Yan, Feng Danyuan, Wei Zi and others followed closely behind. They neatly arranged the whole family, and they became lively as they watched.
Nan Ming stood aside and watched, feeling that the beam of light shining into the gap was getting stronger and stronger, and the ice and snow accumulated deep in the gap for many years began to melt.
"Why don't you leave?" A catkin held his hand.
Nan Ming lowered his head and smiled happily at Feng Wei: "I have never had such a lively reunion dinner."
He was used to being alone. Except for two years when he spent the Chinese New Year with his adoptive father and stepmother, for the remaining twenty years, every day from the beginning to the end of the year was nothing special.
There was distress in Feng Weihuan's eyes, and she couldn't help but hold his hand tightly, curved her lips and said with a smile: "From now on, we will celebrate the New Year together."
He added: "Actually, Prince Yan's Mansion was not so lively in the past. The family reunion dinner was just grandma, father, queen, third brother, me, and second brother... It was only after my sister-in-law came that the mansion became different."
"Auntie, Uncle Nan, what are you doing? You are not active in eating, and you have a problem with your thinking." The young prince waved to the two of them.
"Here we come." Feng Weihuan took Nanming with him and walked away.
There was no distinction between men and women at the family banquet. Everyone sat at the same table, tasting the delicacies and chatting. The female family members talked about the shortcomings of the family, and Feng Danning told interesting stories about his travels in the past few years. King Yan, Feng Danyuan and Nanming occasionally joined in.
A few words, and a happy reunion dinner.
As soon as the little prince was full, his head began to poke out.
When it got completely dark, he couldn't sit still and tugged on Feng Danyuan's sleeve: "Dad, can I accompany Xiao Xi to set off fireworks?"
Feng Danyuan lowered his head and glanced at him: "Are you sure Xiao Xi won't be scared to tears?"
The young prince was not sure either: "Probably not."
Feng Danyuan wiped the corners of his mouth with a handkerchief: "If you want to play, go and play. There's no need to make excuses from Xiao Xi."
"Really?"
"real."
"Daddy is so kind!"
The young prince said respectfully to the elders at the table: "I've finished eating. Great-grandmother, grandfather, grandmother, father, mother, third uncle, third aunt, aunt, and Uncle Nan, you can use it as you please."
Mrs. Feng said to the young prince: "Let's set it off in the grandmother's courtyard. Grandma also wants to see the fireworks."
"OK!"
The young prince ran out like a hawk.
Let’s set off fireworks!
Grandpa prepared a lot of fireworks!
When Little Xingxing woke up, Feng Danyuan got up and picked up the child, and accompanied Wei Zi to the Fusang Courtyard next door for breastfeeding.
Before the little baby was fed, there was a "crackling" sound outside.
