stealing from you

On New Year's Eve, Liansheng was in the kitchen helping Qiuniang make dumplings.

Qiuniang kept praising Liansheng for being well-behaved and sensible, and there were countless dumplings piled up in the kitchen.

Ah Jing rolled out the noodles and said, "Qiu Niang, I make dumplings for you every year, and you never praise me that much."

"No? Then I'll praise you too, our family Ah Jing is the most capable." After finishing speaking, Qiuniang kissed Ah Jing on the face.

Ah Jing was angry and ashamed, she rolled the dough with a blushing face, and moved quickly.

Liansheng put the swollen dumplings into the pot, held his chin to watch them tumbling in the pot, and asked, "Do you want us to have dinner together during the Chinese New Year?"

"Yeah, hasn't Liansheng had a New Year's Eve dinner before?"

"I have eaten it, but I don't remember much." It was too long ago, and his memory was blurred, "But I remember my mother taught me and my sister to make dumplings."

"Liansheng's mother must be very virtuous. You can tell by looking at Liansheng, and she gave birth to such a handsome son." Qiu Niang sighed, "I also want a son like Liansheng."

"Qiuniang Qiuniang is also considered a mother." Ah Jing interjected, "The orphans here have already regarded Qiuniang as a mother."

"Yeah, I brought you up." Qiuniang patted Ah Jing's head.

Liansheng put the cooked dumplings on a plate, and he said, "It would be great if my sister was here." The dumplings she made were beautiful.

"I will definitely find it, Liansheng is such a good child, God will definitely reunite your siblings." Qiu comforted Liansheng.

"Well, I'll find my sister." Liansheng walked out with a plate.

Ah Jing endured it for a long time before opening her mouth: "The sect master sent people to search for so long but failed to find it. Will his sister..."

"Bah, bah, what depressing words are you talking about during the Chinese New Year!" Qiu Niang interrupted Ah Jing, and hit him on the head with a spoon, "Speak less, do more."

"Understood!" Ah Jing rolled the noodles diligently, thinking depressedly, why do we have to eat dumplings together during the Chinese New Year?Why is Qiuniang and him the only ones who can roll noodles in Qianjimen?Why? !

……

When the dumplings were served, everyone sat in a row, with Mo Wen in the top seat, followed by Ye Zhou.

First of all, I want to pay New Year's greetings.

All the disciples and subordinates in the sect must salute the sect master and wish the new year.

Mo Wen and Ye Zhou would give lucky money to the children.

Liansheng also received it, and Ye Zhou's was the thickest.

"In the new year, Liansheng must work hard to practice." Ye Zhou said.

"...Okay." In front of so many people, Liansheng didn't dare to make mistakes.

Ah Jing was jealous: "Why didn't I?"

Qiuniang joked: "How old are you and still need lucky money?"

"Master said that I can get it before I get married." Ah Jing muttered.

"Ah Jing." Ye Zhou called him.

Ah Jing ran over and knelt down.

"Take it." Mo Wen threw two red envelopes into his arms.

"Thank you door master, thank you son!" Ah Jing stuffed the red envelope into his arms and kowtowed heavily.

Everyone ate dumplings together, and Liansheng's eyes filled with tears as he ate it. He finally tasted like his mother and sister, but they were no longer around.

"It's New Year's Eve, you can't cry." Chang An, who was at the same table with him, poked him.

Liansheng forced back tears, "I won't cry."

"I don't see it, but your ability to make dumplings is quite good." Chang An shook the dumplings twice, "Who taught you?"

"Mother and sister."

"What about them?"

...Which pot is not opened and which pot is lifted is talking about this kind of person.

Liansheng replied in a low voice: "Mother is gone, sister... I don't know where she is, we are separated."

"Oh, you are so pitiful." Chang An sighed, and turned to say: "I am an orphan, and I have never enjoyed family affection. I grew up here. I don't understand your feelings, so I can't help you solve your problems."

"It's okay." He also counted on it.

Jin Lin was also at their table, eating in silence, not staring at Lian Sheng as before.

After Liansheng finished eating the dumplings, he saw that everyone couldn't eat enough, so he ran to the kitchen to eat, there were still a lot.

Standing in front of the stove in the kitchen, Liansheng put the dumplings into the pot.

Wiping the wet corners of his eyes, he can't cry, only today, can't cry.

"Pity."

Ye Zhou stood behind him unknowingly, and he didn't know how long he stood there.

Lian Sheng was used to him walking silently and appearing like a ghost, so he turned to look at him: "What's wrong?"

"I still want to ask you what's wrong?" Ye Zhou patted his head, "I ran away without saying a word, I thought you didn't like such a big New Year's Eve dinner."

"No, it's very lively, I like it very much." Liansheng said.

"You miss my sister?" Ye Zhou saw the tears in the corner of his eyes.

"... Mmm." What kind of eyes, you can see them in such dim light.

Ye Zhou reached out and hugged him.

Liansheng was at a loss, did he show weakness that needed a hug?

"Liansheng, if you want to cry, don't bear it."

"I don't want to cry." He's grown up and can't cry.

"... Liansheng, I want to ask you something."

Liansheng looked up in his arms, "What?"

Ye Zhou's expression became complicated: "What's in the pot?"

"what!"

Ultimately, the dumplings became patina, or battered soup with skin and minced meat.

"..."