After wearing a book after the half-moon shadow, he was favored on the headlines

After laughing, all the members of the two families arrived, formally met, greeted each other, and exchanged gifts.

After lunch in the living room, the women get together to play, while the men are busy with socializing.

After all, Anjia's status is in City A, and the Spring Festival is not free. There are many gift-giving homes in the afternoon. After the afternoon, the originally empty living room suddenly becomes crowded.

But the person who gave the gift was very savvy, and no one would come again after six o'clock.

After all, An's family is also celebrating the Spring Festival, so it would not be nice to disturb the atmosphere of the festival.

Although there were many gifts, the An family didn't care, and let the servants deliver them to the warehouse.

After a simple dinner, An's mother and Xiao Li began to prepare for the New Year's Eve dinner.

After spending a day in a leisurely wealthy life, Mo Xiaoyu thought that the New Year's Eve dinner was prepared by servants.

An Zhengye saw through her thoughts, and poked her on the forehead with a smile: "The An family is still very humane, the servants are already on vacation, and we always prepare the New Year's Eve dinner by ourselves."

"Oh." Mo Xiaoyu showed a little embarrassed expression: "Then let's help too."

"Okay." An Zhengye led her to help in the kitchen together.

Father An and Mo Yuan were sitting in the living room playing chess and chatting, while Mo Beidou had nothing to do and went to the kitchen to join in.

From time to time, a few conversations came from the kitchen.

"Brother smelly, you are too stupid, the leaves of celery have to be removed!"

"Ouch, don't kick me, I'll just pick up the root and wash it again."

"Okay, wife, let me chop the vegetables."

"Let Beidou knead the dough, his hands are strong."

Listening to the lively conversation, Mo Yuan and Father An looked at each other and smiled, and continued to play chess leisurely.

After working in the kitchen for an hour, the ingredients are ready.

The two mothers didn't know what they said, and finally moved all the things for making dumplings to the living room.

"Mom, how convenient is it to make dumplings in the kitchen?" Mo Xiaoyu walked into the living room with a flour basin in his hands.

"You'll know in a while." Xiao Li was busy checking the tools, and didn't have time to answer Mo Xiaoyu's mischievous questions.

Mo Xiaoyu pouted, forget it, she should be a porter without emotion.

Of course, she didn't take it as a porter.

With An Zhengye and Mo Beidou around, there was no need for them to start.

Soon the panels, flour, dumpling fillings, rolling pins, etc. were prepared in the living room.

An Mu and the others washed their hands and got ready in front of the panel.

Originally, Mo Xiaoyu occupied the position opposite to An's mother and Xiao Li, but was ruthlessly driven away by the two mothers.

"Xiao Yu, give way."

"Yes, don't disturb us watching TV."

Mo Xiaoyu turned around and found that she was standing directly in front of the TV, which happened to be completely blocked.

Only then did Mo Xiaoyu's face show a dazed expression. She just said it was just making a dumpling. Could it be such a trouble?
It turned out that they were going to watch TV.

It seems that this year's Spring Festival Gala is very beautiful.

Mo Xiaoyu gave up his seat while thinking.

But when the ad ended, I saw the picture broadcast on TV.

Mo Xiaoyu slowly put out a question mark.

Isn't this "The Concubine Queen"?

Aren't they going to watch the Spring Festival Gala?
Probably because the doubts on Mo Xiaoyu's face were too obvious, An Zhengye explained to her, "Tonight is the last two episodes."

"Tonight's finale?" Mo Xiaoyu was stunned.

She was chasing the drama on the computer, and she really didn't know where it was broadcast on TV.

"Yes, it's the last two episodes, don't make any noise." Xiao Li said something to her, and then she wrapped her dumplings and started watching TV.

An's mother was right next to Xiao Li, both of them looked the same, watching TV intently, and did not delay the work of making dumplings.

Mo Xiaoyu was a little speechless, in the morning she was still their treasure, but in the evening they ignored her.

Obviously the person on TV was her too, but Mo Xiaoyu was in a complicated mood.

Is she a living person not as good as that person on TV?

Did she beat herself?
Mo Xiaoyu slowly ticked six points in his heart.

"I'll accompany you." At this time, An Zhengye whispered in her ear.

"Hello." Mo Xiaoyu's eyes sparkled.

She didn't even know how cute her expression was now, it was as cute as a kitten with drooping ears whose head was suddenly touched by someone.

An Zhengye's heart softened, and he couldn't help kissing her on the face.

"I hate it, everyone is here." Mo Xiaoyu covered his face and said coquettishly.

"They're all watching TV." An Zhengye coaxed in a low voice.

Mo Xiaoyu quietly raised his eyes. Sure enough, everyone's eyes were focused on the TV, and no one paid attention to their movements.

"That's not okay." Even so, Mo Xiaoyu couldn't let go.

"Okay." An Zhengye withdrew his gaze regretfully, rolling out the dumpling wrappers as if he had no energy.

Seeing this, Mo Xiaoyu whispered in his ear: "Go back to the room at night."

The corner of An Zhengye's mouth slightly raised: "Thank you, wife."

After Mo Xiaoyu finished speaking, his face turned red, and he said angrily: "It's annoying, roll the skin quickly." Then he pretended to make dumplings, not daring to look at An Zhengye again.

An Zhengye looked at her for a while, then lowered his head and continued rolling the skin, but there was always a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

At this time, the two mothers looked at each other tacitly and laughed tacitly.

Mo Xiaoyu didn't know about this episode, she was purely an amateur in making dumplings, she was chased away by her two mothers after making a few dumplings, and sat on the sofa with Mo Beidou, who was also a rookie.

On the contrary, Mo Yuan and An's father, who were playing chess, were recruited. Mo Xiaoyu peeked at them and found that their skills in making dumplings were extremely high.

"Wow, Dad didn't run a dumpling restaurant before, did he?" Mo Xiaoyu asked Mo Beidou in a low voice.

"It's all trained by my mother." Mo Yuan said without any surprise.

No need to ask, Father An is a player trained by Mother An.

As for An Zhengye who was still in front of the panel, Mo Xiaoyu thought with a smirk, then he was trained by himself.

The brothers and sisters had no job of making dumplings, so they just sat on the sofa and watched TV honestly.

There were snacks and refreshments on the coffee table, Mo Xiaoyu was eating potato chips and Mo Beidou was eating melon seeds.

Although there are still quite a few episodes to finish, after all, she has acted it once, and when watching the finale, she can also connect the previous plots.

Mo Xiaoyu was surprised, and Mo Beidou looked unhindered while watching TV.

Isn't he busy with scientific research?
"I haven't signed up for Jiji." Mo Xiaoyu asked, and Mo Beidou replied quite proudly, "I watched them all during my lunch break."

"Thank you brother." Mo Xiaoyu was quite touched.

"Baby sister's TV series." Mo Beidou patted his chest: "Of course the older brother should give his full support."

Mo Xiaoyu had no way to repay him, so he could only raise the snack in his hand: "Please eat potato chips."

"Hey." Mo Xiaoyu simply showed his favor, and Mo Beidou was very happy.

The brother and sister watched TV while talking and laughing, while a few skilled workers behind them discussed the plot while wrapping up.

"This Li Yan is quite handsome." Xiao Li said.

"It's really handsome, and the acting is good. It's a perfect match with Gu Ruoran." An's mother boasted.

An Zhengye's face turned dark when he heard this.

"There is also Yanran CP on the Internet." Xiao Li said happily as if she had found a friend.

"Really? Then I want to join too." Mother An was excited and curious.

After hearing these two sentences, An Zhengye's other half's face also turned dark.

The two mothers didn't notice that they were happily discussing the topic of CP. At this time, Father An and Mo Yuan coughed a few times.

"Honey, what are you coughing for?"

"Don't catch a cold if you celebrate Chinese New Year."

The two women looked at their husbands with concern, and Father An and Mo Yuan winked at them and used various hints.

Xiao Li and An's mother didn't understand it at first, and it took a long time to figure it out.

She quietly looked at An Zhengye, just watching him making dumplings with a blank expression.

I can't see the expression clearly with my eyes downcast, but the hands that pinch the dumpling wrapper seem to be extraordinarily hard.

Xiao Li and Mother An looked at each other, feeling as if they were being pinched by the throat of fate.

"Oh, no matter how handsome this Li Yan is, he's not as handsome as our Zhengye."

"That's right, my son and Xiao Yu are the best match."

The two were looking for love in various ways. After An Zhengye finished making the last dumpling, he glanced at them with a half-smile.

"My bag is ready, I'm going to wash my hands first." He spoke in a very polite tone.

"Go, go." An's mother hurriedly sent him away.

As soon as An Zhengye left, An's mother and Xiao Li breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, and they didn't dare to mention Yanran's CP anymore.

They continued making dumplings, and An Zhengye had already washed his hands and sat down beside Mo Xiaoyu.

As soon as he sat down, he hugged Mo Xiaoyu's shoulder possessively.

Mo Xiaoyu immediately hid away like an electric shock, and if An Zhengye hugged her again, she would hide again.

Seeing that he was about to sit on the ground, Mo Xiaoyu hurriedly begged for mercy: "Let's hug when we go home."

An Zhengye glanced at her and withdrew his arm.

It happened that the TV broadcasted the scene where Li Yan held Gu Ruoran in his arms, and the two confessed their love to each other.

An Zhengye's face turned dark again.

He can't even hug in the old house, he can just cuddle with other men on TV in front of the national audience.

How did Mo Xiaoyu know that An Zhengye's mind was full of messy thoughts.

If I knew, I would probably be pissed off.

But seeing her emotional scene in front of her husband, Mo Xiaoyu was somewhat uncomfortable.

"Honey, eat some fruit." Mo Xiaoyu picked up a small grape and asked sweetly.

An Zhengye glanced at her with an inexplicable meaning in his eyes.

Mo Xiaoyu obviously did nothing wrong, but he felt a little guilty.

"Don't you eat it? Grapes are very sweet." Mo Xiaoyu said as he brought the grapes to his mouth.

An Zhengye still didn't move, but Mo Xiaoyu was very persistent. Today's grapes must be given away.

"Try it." It was rare for her to act like a baby in front of everyone.

An Zhengye glanced lightly at Mo Xiaoyu's watery eyes full of expectation, a dark color flashed in his eyes, and he slowly opened his mouth.

The skins of the grapes have been peeled off by Mo Xiaoyu in advance. The grapes are very tender, and the juice will come out as soon as they are bitten. The sourness is slightly sweet, and the taste is really good.

"How is it?" Mo Xiaoyu looked at him expectantly and asked.

An Zhengye swallowed the grapes slowly, and then slowly said, "It's okay."

"That's okay." Mo Xiaoyu had figured out An Zhengye's way.

He said that it is acceptable, which is a very good evaluation.

She took the initiative to pick up another grape, peeled it, and brought it to An Zhengye's mouth again.

"Eat another."

An Zhengye opened his mouth unhurriedly.