Siheyuan: I am Yi Zhonghai's biological son

There are twelve dishes in the reunion dinner, which symbolizes peace and stability. When ordinary people celebrate the New Year, they pay attention to a good omen. The plates and bowls used to serve the dishes are also particular. There are four plates and eight bowls, with cold dishes in the plates and hot dishes in the bowls.

Sha Zhu tried his best to prepare this reunion dinner. Only wealthy families before liberation could afford such a feast, and the poor had never even heard of it.

Yi Zhonghai brought the deaf old lady in and let her sit in the upper seat. Yi Zhonghai never let others find fault with him in such matters, especially now that he has a son. In the future, when his son asks for promotion, his reputation will be very important.

"Wow, what a delicious feast! I'm in for a treat, old lady." The deaf old lady said as soon as she arrived.

"Then the old lady has to eat more, Zhuzi has worked hard." Yi Zhonghai knew what the old lady liked to hear, and it was not to spoil her fun during the New Year.

There were only six people in total from the three families, and they celebrated the New Year in a lively manner. Yi Ping'an was busy getting wine and soda. The wine was Fenjiu and the soda was Arctic Ocean.

Sha Zhu served the last dish, Yu Shui took the bowl and chopsticks, and Yi Ping An went out and fired two double shots, meaning: It's time for dinner at home.

When they finally sat down, Yang Cuiyun placed another set of bowls and chopsticks on the left side of Yi Zhonghai.

Yi Zhonghai glanced at Yang Cuiyun and smiled without saying anything, while Yi Ping'an's eyes were a little red, but he held back the tears.

Yi Ping'an felt that Yang Cuiyun was a really good stepmother and was a good wife and mother. Yi Ping'an thought about it and grinned.

Yi Zhonghai was the opening speaker again. He picked up his glass and said, "Today is the Chinese New Year. First of all, I wish our country prosperity. Secondly, I wish the old lady a long and healthy life. I wish our two old people good health. I wish Zhuzi and Ping'an good work. I wish Yushui's achievements will reach a higher level. Come on! Those who want to drink, drink it up. Those who want to drink soda, feel free to do so!"

"Cheers," everyone raised their glasses and said together.

Yi Zhonghai is really happy today. He now has a wife, children and a warm bed. His life is full of hope.

Yang Cuiyun was also happy today. They had a son this year. He was a good person, well-educated, and filial. She was happy every day and felt a lot younger.

The old lady was also very happy. At least Yi Zhonghai didn't want to break up with her completely. It was good this way. As long as they had some friendship, she could help him speak up if there was any problem in the future.

She looked at Yi Ping'an. She couldn't understand this kid. He seemed to understand everything, but also seemed to understand nothing. But she knew that he was a smart person, which was different from Sha Zhu. But that was why she liked Sha Zhu. She didn't dare to plot against someone who was too smart.

Sha Zhu was also happy today. He cooked two dishes of the Tan family, which he hadn't cooked for several years. "Everyone, try these two dishes. They are authentic Tan family dishes. Brother Ping An, come and try them."

Yushui was also happy today. There were so many delicious foods. She even drank soda, which she had not drunk since her father left. Brother Ping'an also kept picking food for her, and she couldn't eat it all.

It was so lively as they exchanged cups and drank wine.

Suddenly, Yi Pingan stood up and filled everyone's glasses with wine again, then said, "Today, during this New Year's Eve dinner, I want to say something, and I would like everyone present to bear witness to my story."

After that, he picked up the wine glass and said to Yang Cuiyun: "Aunt, I toast you with this glass of wine. In the past six months, you have been taking care of me, asking about my well-being, and loving me like my own mother.

If you don't mind, I will call you mom from now on and I will be your biological son. If I do anything wrong, let my dad punish me. Dad, the old lady and Brother Zhuzi, you two can be my witnesses. "

As soon as these words were spoken, the scene suddenly became quiet. No one had expected that Yi Ping'an would drop such a big bomb.

"Don't despise me, don't despise me. If I despise such a good son, I really don't know what's good for me." Yang Cuiyun started crying as she said this. She knew that from now on, in Yi Ping'an's eyes, she was the same as her biological mother.

Yang Cuiyun picked up the wine glass and drank it in one gulp.

Yi Ping'an also did it, and then called to Yang Cuiyun, "Mom."

"Ah!" Yang Cuiyun's tears flowed. She couldn't say a word. She, Yang Cuiyun, had finally gotten her reward after all the hardship. From now on, if anyone dared to call her a hen that didn't lay eggs, she would fight to the death.

"Look at you, it's a good thing that the child has changed his way of calling you mom, so why are you still crying?" Yi Zhonghai took out a handkerchief and wanted to wipe Yang Cuiyun's tears, but he wiped his own tears first before handing it to Yang Cuiyun.

"Cuiyun, you are a blessed person." The old lady also sighed, what a different fate. She envied Yang Cuiyun.

"Auntie, look at you. You can't cry on New Year's Day. You have to laugh. It's such a happy thing, right? Brother Ping'an, I have to punish you. I made you cry. You have to drink three glasses of wine. Quick! I'll pour you a glass." Sha Zhu's eyes were a little red, but he still made jokes and livened up the atmosphere.

Yi Ping'an also felt a little embarrassed for being made to cry, but he was just angry today, especially when he saw the set of bowls and chopsticks.

In fact, whether he changed his words or not, he would still provide for Yang Cuiyun in her old age. It was just a matter of address. As a person from later generations, he might not care about it, but in this era, the address represented recognition.

He would only call Li Guihua "mother". Yi Zhonghai and Yang Cuiyun understood this, so they did not force her. They were already satisfied that the child could achieve this.

At this time, Sha Zhu was the one who livened up the atmosphere. He filled everyone's glasses with wine and said, "Let's all toast to Auntie. This is a happy occasion. Auntie, you have to drink it up. Brother Ping An is such a great man. You will have happy days ahead."

"Yes, yes, yes. I will be blessed in the future." Yang Cuiyun wiped away her tears and smiled brightly.

"Ping'an, Dad is very happy today." Yi Zhonghai also said to Yi Ping'an. He didn't say the rest of the words, but he knew his son understood.

Yi Pingan did understand, he knew Yi Zhonghai had been creating opportunities for him and Yang Cuiyun to get along, he always felt that after all, she was a stepmother, and was different from a biological mother. But Yi Pingan's change of heart today made Yi Zhonghai completely relieved.

Yi Ping'an has always understood that even though he was born with a skull fracture, he has a feeling of being out of touch with the world. He has been trying to fit into this era, but it is not easy to do so with more than half a century of thought separating them, so he can only make himself look less special as much as possible.

Just like changing your words, if you don't change your words in this era, it means you are not recognized. Especially with Yi Ping'an's current achievements, others will wonder if he looks down on Yang Cuiyun?

Over time, rumors will arise, whether it is out of jealousy or mischief, in short, this is a hidden danger.

A New Year’s Eve dinner is filled with laughter and tears, but it’s all filled with happiness.

Yang Cuiyun got drunk today, and the long-term depression was completely released today.

The drunk Yang Cuiyun held Yi Ping'an tightly and refused to let go, calling him "son" over and over. Yi Ping'an just let her do what she wanted and coaxed him.

Finally, he had no other choice but to pour Yang Cuiyun a glass of water and add some spiritual spring water to wake her up. He finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw her fall asleep.

This woman is more terrifying when she is drunk than a man.

Yi Zhonghai also drank too much, but he was not drunk. He happily watched his wife acting crazy while drunk and his son being in a panic.

Yi Ping'an: I can’t keep this father anymore.

As the lights came on, Sha Zhu had already prepared the dumpling fillings. This year, he prepared two kinds of dumpling fillings, one with cabbage and pork, and one with leeks and eggs. The aroma was overflowing, and it smelled delicious.

The two boxes of leeks that Yi Ping'an grew were not much, but they were enough for eating dumplings.

"I wouldn't say that I'm the only one in Beijing who eats dumplings stuffed with leeks during the Spring Festival, but it's one of the best. Ping An is awesome. He thought of growing leeks. They're really delicious!"

Sha Zhu was kneading the dough while talking happily, and he would sniff the food from time to time.

Yi Pingan wanted to laugh when he saw this, "It's really not easy to eat some green leafy vegetables in winter. Only leeks and the like can be grown like this, but nothing else can be grown like this.

I didn’t think about this this year, next year I will get some plastic sheets, build a greenhouse in my yard, grow more vegetables, and eat whatever I want.”

"Wow~ That would be a god-like life." Sha Zhu said happily.

"What kind of a heavenly life is this, Brother Zhuzi? Do you believe it? One day you will eat so much meat that you will vomit, and then you will want to eat some wild vegetables to relieve the greasiness." Yi Ping'an asked Sha Zhu.

"I don't believe it. Can I eat this much meat and then vomit it? How much meat would that require me to eat? Anyway, I don't believe it." Sha Zhu shook his head like a rattle.

Yi Ping'an smiled and said nothing, thinking to himself: You will believe it because I have lived that kind of life.

Yang Cuiyun finally woke up. She had a good sleep and felt fine. Her head didn't hurt anymore. When she came to the kitchen, she saw the two little brothers, chatting and laughing as they prepared to make dumplings.

"Mom, are you awake? Are you feeling uncomfortable?" Yi Ping'an asked with concern when he saw Yang Cuiyun come in.

"It's okay, I don't feel uncomfortable. Am I drunk?" Yang Cuiyun asked.

Yi Ping'an was about to say no, but Sha Zhu spoke too quickly, "That's right. I didn't even know you could act crazy when drunk."

"Ah? I was drunk and acting crazy?" Yang Cuiyun was obviously a little embarrassed.

"That's right, he was drunk and crazy, he held Ping'an tightly and refused to let go, calling him son all the time, hahaha." Sha Zhu said with a smile.

"Oh, I can't drink so much in the future. What's the matter?" Yang Cuiyun felt embarrassed.

"It's okay, Mom, just drink less next time. Today is New Year's Day, be happy!" Yi Ping'an comforted her when he saw that she was embarrassed.

"Well, listen to my son. Where is your father? Where did he go?" Yang Cuiyun asked when she woke up and didn't see Yi Zhonghai.

"I sent the old lady home, and then played chess with the second uncle in the backyard. We have been playing until now." Yi Ping'an replied.

"Hey, this old man, why is he still not home? Forget him. Let's make dumplings."

Three people made dumplings together. Sha Zhu rolled the dough while Yi Ping'an and Yang Cuiyun wrapped them. All three of them were skillful and it didn't take long for them to finish.

The two kinds of fillings made two large dumplings, almost three hundred in total. Don’t think that’s a lot, as this may not be enough to eat.

People nowadays have a big appetite, and it is normal for one person to eat fifty or sixty dumplings. Yu Shui could eat thirty, mainly because he had no fat in his stomach.