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Chapter 1931 New Year's Eve Dinner

It was snowing heavily outside and it was freezing cold.

The room is warm and cozy, drinks are exchanged, laughter and chatter are heard one after another, Xinyuan is very lively tonight.

Xue Ling and Cheng Tianyuan were the hosts, going around to toast and entertain the guests.

As the eldest son of the family, Cheng Huanran neither dared nor dared to be lazy. He followed his parents to entertain guests, and eventually took over his father's "responsibility."

Whisper a few words.

The two protagonist chefs showed off their skills, and the dishes were freshly baked one after another and placed on the mobile and heated tables one by one.

Cheng Huanran smiled warmly and drank a glass of wine on the left and a glass on the other. Thanks to his mother's "inhuman torture" during this period, he was able to handle any banquet like a fish in water, including his own New Year's Eve dinner, and he could handle it equally well.

Thinking of this, he secretly complained again.

I heard that on the third day of the first lunar month, he would have to pack his bags and go south to attend a private banquet at the beach organized by a group of bigwigs. Then he would have to stay there for a few more days for vacation, and he would not be able to return to the imperial capital until the tenth day of the first lunar month to prepare for work.

Woohoo~~~ He wants to go on strike!

Now I'm going to plead guilty to my grandparents, and then I'll beg my mother to be cute. I wonder if I can let him stay at home for a few more days? He loves home so much, and he loves the good time of sleeping in and entertaining the children while playing games.

Woohoo~~~ He never wants to run away from home again!

Tears were already streaming down his face, but he still had a familiar and elegant smile on his handsome face, and he stepped forward to raise his glasses.

"Happy New Year! Eat more, drink more and don't be restrained."

"That's not a good greeting! I've always wanted to have a drink with you - it's an honor for me to show you your favor."



Xue Yang sat his eldest son on his left thigh, and his youngest son on his right thigh. He held the younger son in one hand and held chopsticks in the other to eat food. From time to time, he had to add a little to the eldest son's small bowl.

"No, no, no! This is not something a little kid can eat!"

The kid pouted in frustration, poking and poking with the small spoon in his hand.

"I want to eat it! It smells so good~~"

Xue Yang quickly took out the ravaged meat and stuffed it into his big mouth.

"Where does it smell? It stinks like hell! It doesn't taste good at all! Come on, eat some broccoli. It's baked with abalone and big bone soup. It's delicious!"

The kid frowned suspiciously, his brows curved into caterpillar shapes.

"If it's not delicious, why did Dad eat it all? I don't like Cai Cai, I hate Cai Cai!"

Xue Yang immediately straightened his face and tried to act like a "strict father".

"Who says you don't have to eat vegetables? People who don't eat vegetables are the worst! Come on, eat one. If you don't eat, daddy won't give you a horse tonight!"

Xiaopeng thought hard and asked: "Why? Didn't you eat vegetables too?"

Forehead?

Dad soon couldn't pretend anymore and said impatiently: "Okay, okay, if you don't like it, just don't eat it. Come on, eat a piece of crab meat. Dad will make you some sweet sauce, it's sour and sweet."

The most delicious!”

"I don't want it!" Xiaopeng shook his head: "It tastes weird."

A certain father pretended to be angry: "Who said it's strange? It's fine if you don't eat vegetables, you can't not eat seafood! Dad is the most annoying kid who hates picky eaters. Eat it quickly and quickly!"

The kid had no choice but to eat it reluctantly.

"Daddy, why is my brother such a picky eater...don't you hate him?"

Xue Yang chewed the lobster meat and muttered: "Your brother is still young, he is not picky about food yet!"

Xiaopeng pouted and muttered dissatisfiedly: "He only drinks milk, and he is even more picky about food."

Forehead?

A certain father pointed at his little son who was sucking a pacifier with his cute eyes wide open, and said nonsense in a serious manner.

"No, in addition to drinking milk, he also eats rice cereal and other complementary foods. Look! He's still eating a pacifier!"

The little boy looked at his younger brother who was chewing his pacifier opposite him, so he had no choice but to bury his head and eat the crab meat in the small bowl.

After Cheng Tianyuan and Xue Ling greeted a group of guests, they were worried that Xue Yang was too unreliable and their grandson wouldn't have enough to eat, so they had to pick up the little boy and take him with them.

Xue Yang breathed a sigh of relief and immediately shook his thighs.

"Little Huzi! Come on! Let's have a drink!"

Just as Xiao Huzi was about to raise his glass, he was quietly glared at by his wife beside him, and could only shrink back his hand.

"Um - how about some champagne? Brother, if you ask me, there's no reason why I shouldn't accompany you! One glass? That's for sure! It's just one glass, and the alcohol isn't high. Okay, okay, then just one glass!"

Xue Yang saw that he was working hard to perform a one-man show, and he suppressed a smile: "Cheers!"

"Do it!" Xiao Huzi laughed and hugged him.

Poor Xiaozhu was caught in the middle by the hard work. He twisted his chubby body and watched the plates of delicious food slip away from his eyes. He could only chew his little pacifier in frustration.

Wang Xiaoxiao held Xiaoshuang in her arms, eating and chatting with her parents.

Wang's father and mother took care of Xiaoyu in the middle to eat dessert, while chatting with their eldest daughter about relatives and friends in their hometown.

In the field, Xue Heng and Xue Huan were chatting and clinking glasses. They turned around inadvertently and saw Xue Zhilan secretly pouring another glass of red wine. They were so frightened that they hurried over to stop them.

"Dad, you can only drink half a cup tonight at most."

Xue Zhilan curled his lips: "Brother Wu and I just drank a little."

"It's all a cup." Xue Huan snatched the cup away and said angrily and amusedly: "When did your presbyopia get to this point? A big cup can actually make you see a little bit!"

Xue Zhilan playfully pointed to Xue's father aside and explained seriously: "Brother Wu has been secretly drinking mine. I really only drank a little."

Xue's father was startled. He hurriedly looked at his wife beside him and found that she was chatting happily with her younger siblings. Fortunately, he didn't hear anything going on here, so he let out a long sigh of relief.

"Yes...I helped you drink a lot."

Xue Huan squinted his eyes and spoke very lengthy words.

"Uncle, it seems you can't drink either~~"

"Oh? Um?" Xue's father took his cousin's hand, "I went to play chess with your father, so I won't drink anymore." Then he turned sideways and used his fat figure to secretly hide the wine glass in front of him.

So the two old men ran away.

Xue Heng and Xue Huan didn't notice anything strange at all. They looked at each other and smiled. They raised their glasses and clinked their glasses together, planning to drink the contents——

"Ah Huan! You can't drink too much!" Zheng Xiaoyi shouted loudly.

Xue Huan stopped, took his brother's wrist and hid in the corner.

"No...no! You and the children eat quickly. My brother and I will go over there to eat some roasted lamb legs. It smells so good..."

Lin Qingzhi and Cheng Huanchong were sitting in another corner, clustered with Chen Xinzhi and his wife.

Cheng Huanchong and his sister chatted in low voices, taking out their mobile phones and looking back and forth from time to time, as if they were communicating something.

Chen Xinzhi and Lin Qingzhi ate and chatted elegantly, with smiles on their lips. The conversation continued and they were very happy.

More than an hour later, several groups of people ate and left. They were afraid that the snow would be too thick to walk later, so they hurried home without watching the fireworks.

At this time, Xiao Qi brought two stew pots and came forward to greet Lin Qingzhi and the others, and then followed Wang Luoluo away with a smile.


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