The Godly Cultivation System: The housekeeper's boyfriend is actually the main god

Time passes quietly, the end of the year is approaching, and everyone starts to get busy.

Nan Jingyou suggested early on that Nan's parents come to Beijing to celebrate the New Year, so shortly after the winter vacation began, he brought them to Beijing.

There are only a few days left until the Spring Festival. At this time in the past, Nan's parents would have already started going out to prepare New Year's goods.

But this year is different. Although they are still shopping outside these days, it is their son who takes them shopping in major shopping malls.

No matter what clothes, shoes, bags or jewelry, Nan Jingyou would buy them without hesitation as long as Nan's father and mother took a few more glances at them.

In the blink of an eye, New Year's Eve is here.

Originally, Lin Ruohua wanted to invite the Nan family to the courtyard for a reunion dinner, but Nan's father and mother seemed a little hesitant.

It would be fine if it was just them, but there is also their eldest son Nan Jinghe and future daughter-in-law Jiang Xiran.

Jiang Xiran is now an orphan, so naturally she was invited to spend the New Year with Nan Jinghe's family.

Nan's father and mother felt it was inappropriate to bring the whole family to someone else's house for a reunion dinner.

Nan Jingyou had considered this problem early on.

In order not to embarrass his relatives on both sides, he decided that on New Year's Eve, he and the Nan family would have a reunion dinner at the villa at noon, and then he and You Che would go back to the courtyard to have a New Year's Eve dinner with Lin Ruhua in the evening.

After all, according to custom, the reunion dinner in Tongyang County is indeed eaten at noon, while in Jingshi it is eaten at night.

Naturally, his decision was approved by Nan's father and mother. Although Lin Ruhua was a little disappointed, he also respected his son's opinion.

On New Year's Eve, Nan Jingyou's villa was very lively.

Nan Jinghe brought Jiang Xiran to his brother's villa early in the morning. When they arrived, everyone had just finished breakfast.

"Brother, Brother Xiran, good morning, have you eaten?" Nan Jingyou looked at the two people who came in and shouted happily.

"Have you eaten, Youyou? We've only been apart for a short while, but why do I feel like your face has gotten fatter?" Nan Jinghe teased with a smile.

Nan Jingyou touched his cheek suspiciously, "Really?"

"Youyou, don't listen to your brother's nonsense. You are so thin, how can your face be fat?" Nan's father disagreed.

Nan's mother also agreed: "That's right, Youyou is not fat." After saying that, she did not forget to look at her eldest son with a warning.

On the first day in Beijing, Nan's father said that Nan Jingyou was too thin. From then on, he cooked almost every day and cooked different dishes for Nan Jingyou.

Nan Jingyou did say that he had gained weight, but the couple, including You Che, firmly said that he had not.

He had finally gotten away with it, but he couldn't let a few words from his eldest son ruin the fruits of his hard work.

In fact, Nan Jingyou is not very thin. He is thin where he should be thin, and has flesh where he should have flesh. Anyway, his body is well-proportioned.

But there is a kind of coldness called your parents thinking you are cold, and there is a kind of thinness called your parents thinking you are thin.

As for You Che, he also hopes that his wife can gain some weight, because that way it will feel better when he touches her at night.

Nan Jinghe was bombarded by his parents one after another, so he dared not say anything more and quickly raised his hands in surrender, "I'm sorry, it's my illusion, Youyou is indeed not fat."

Nan Jingyou said nothing, just pinched his face, but what he was thinking in his heart was: I'd better eat less next time, so as not to become a fat man.

Jiang Xiran stood aside, watching the heartwarming interaction of the family with a smile, feeling warm in her heart.

Because of Nan Jinghe, he is now a part of this warm family. He is very happy and feels very blessed.

In the following time, the family had a clear division of labor. The four young people went to post couplets and hang lanterns...

The whole villa must be decorated with a strong festive atmosphere.

Originally, they didn't need to do this. As long as all the bodyguards in the villa were mobilized, it would probably be done in ten minutes or so.

But Nan Jingyou feels that only if he does something can the festive atmosphere be felt.

Dad Nan went to the kitchen and worked with the chefs. There were only two chefs helping out, while Dad Nan was the head chef.

He has been preparing the reunion dinner for more than 20 years, and this year, he also wants to show off his skills to the children.

Mother Nan may be the most leisurely person in the villa. She goes to the kitchen to watch her husband cooking, and then goes to watch her sons put up couplets. Her face is filled with a smile called happiness.

At twelve o'clock noon, the table was already filled with delicious dishes.

Round and plump meatballs, fragrant braised fish, sweet and sour spareribs, braised prawns, stewed pig's trotters, steamed pork with rice flour, assorted vegetables...

The family of six sat together, it was so lively.

At this time, Nan Jingyou stood up and raised the wine glass with both hands, "Mom and Dad, this glass of wine is for you. Thank you for your love and care for me for so many years. I wish you good health and a long life."

Nan Jingyou drank the fruit wine in the glass and then sat down again.

Nan Jingyou, Jiang Xiran and Nan Mama, the three people who can't drink much, had their glasses filled with fruit wine, while the other three men drank white wine.

Following Nan Jingyou's lead, Nan Jinghe and Jiang Xiran also began to toast Nan's father and mother.

The couple couldn't bear it anymore, so they waved their hands and asked everyone to stand up and clink glasses together.

"cheers."

The huge restaurant was filled with laughter.

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In the courtyard, Lin Ruhua looked at the sumptuous food on the table, but felt that he had no appetite.

"Hey, I wonder if Manman has eaten yet?"

Yun Mo paused while picking the dishes, put down his chopsticks and said comfortingly: "Master, how about I give Manman a video call?"

He was about to take out his cell phone but was stopped by Lin Ruhua.

"Forget it, Manman must be reuniting with his family, so let's not disturb them. We have plenty of time to spend together in the evening anyway."

Yun Mo had no choice but to put his phone back. He picked up the chopsticks again and picked up some food for Lin Ruohua. "Then, Master, eat well. Manman will come over for the New Year's Eve dinner tonight."

Lin Ruohua hummed softly. In the spacious and elegant restaurant, the two figures seemed particularly lonely.

It was a little after two o'clock in the afternoon. Lin Ruohua had finished her lunch break and was now sitting on the bed reading a book.

Yun Mo was giving him a leg massage, which was something he had to do every day, once after lunch and once before going to bed at night.

Lin Ruhua's legs are still able to stand up and walk a few steps. In addition to his own rehabilitation, it is also inseparable from Yun Mo's massage day after day and year after year.

"Yun Mo, I feel like my legs have recovered a lot during this period." Lin Ruhua said suddenly, and Yun Mo's hands froze.

"Master, is this true? Why didn't you tell me earlier?" Yun Mo's voice was restrained, but his trembling hands still exposed his unrest.

Previous examinations did not reveal any signs of recovery in Lin Ruhua's legs.

Lin Ruohua nodded affirmatively, "It's true. I was afraid it was an illusion before, so I didn't dare to say it. In the past few days, I have confirmed that I have really gotten much better. Even without support, I can stand up and walk directly, and I can hold on longer than before."

Before he was sure, he conducted several experiments away from Yun Mo. It was not until today that he dared to tell him about it.

He knew that Yun Mo cared about his legs more than he did. For so many years, he had been blaming himself for not being able to protect himself.

So before he was sure, he was afraid of giving the other person hope and then disappointing him.