"Mother."
Toffee pointed at the fruits of her hard work.
Although the glutinous rice balls on the side were not as eager as they appeared, the anticipation in their eyes could not be concealed.
She glanced briefly and saw clearly visible water stains on the stool.
Well... although, labor is the most glorious.
Fu Xueyao touched their heads with a smile on her face: "Wow, my two little darlings are great, they can help with housework."
"Look how clean this chair is."
Hearing her mother's praise, Toffee's face almost turned into a flower with laughter. Tangyuan was a little more restrained, but a child can't hide any emotions, and everything he thinks is written on his face.
Toffee raised her head and said, "Mom, I can still sweep the floor."
Fu Xueyao fell into silence staring at her daughter who was not as tall as a broomstick.
She said softly: "Didn't we divide the labor? Just leave the sweeping job to Dad."
"You can go out and play with the other children now."
After the cleaning, the family was in a hurry to prepare for the New Year's Eve dinner in the evening.
In southern New Year's Eve dinner, chicken, duck and fish are indispensable. Mother Lu killed one chicken and duck each at home.
The fish that Father Fu sent over yesterday was still swimming freely in the big tank at the door, without any awareness of the imminent danger.
Lu Xingzhou raised his knife and neatly removed the scales of the two fishes.
After all the vegetables are prepared, it’s time to prepare the stir-fry.
Lu Zhiyun rolled up his sleeves and volunteered: "Sister-in-law, third sister-in-law, mom, I will be your assistant."
Seeing the questioning looks in their eyes, she added, "Why are you looking at me like that? I'm very reliable."
Although her cooking is not delicious, it is still okay to pass around the oil, salt, sauce and vinegar.
Fu Xueyao: "That's okay."
In the evening, bursts of charming aroma of vegetables wafted out from the Lu family.
People passing by couldn't help but swallow their saliva just by smelling the smell.
"Wow, so much meat." Toffee couldn't help but sigh as she came out from washing her hands.
She likes to eat meat the most, it is fragrant and has a hint of sweetness.
Lu Zhiyun helped arrange the dishes and chopsticks.
"Can you eat it now?" Toffee looked at her brother and then at her sister who was holding her hand.
Lu Lan grabbed his sister's hand and shook his head: "We still need to wait a while."
Although she also wants to eat, she is the eldest sister and must set an example.
Lu Zhiyun brought the last plate of food, looked at the neatly standing Westerners and said, "You can find a seat and sit down, and you can eat right away."
Mmm, it smelled so good, she almost couldn't help it.
At the dinner table, the whole family started to immerse themselves in eating mode.
It was only halfway through the meal that he remembered to chat about home cooking, so Father Lu specially brought out a bottle of wine and prepared to drink while eating. There was hot pot anyway.
For New Year’s Eve dinner, you just have to take your time.
After eating, Fu Xueyao came to the room and took the red envelope containing the money yesterday.
She sat on a chair in the main room: "It's time to give out the New Year's money. Line up one by one."
No one dislikes red envelopes, especially children.
After receiving the red envelope, everyone beamed with joy, and their money-obsessed look made everyone present laugh.
Lu Xingzhou saw Fu Xueyao standing alone and walked over to hold her hand: "What are you looking at?"
Fu Xueyao: "Look at them catching fireflies."
There is really nothing to say about the natural environment in this day and age. Fireflies can be seen everywhere, including several in their yard.
Lu Xingzhou: "You want to go too?"
Fu Xueyao: "I'm so old, and I still catch fireflies with children, then I still have to lose face."
She had seen fireflies in her previous life, but she could only see one or two each time.
She had never experienced catching fireflies so carefreely as they did.
The corners of Lu Xingzhou's lips raised slightly: "I'll be with you."
Fu Xueyao replied without hesitation: "Yes."
The two of them have nothing to do with the issue of face.
Lu Xingzhou handed her a small lantern: "It's yours."
This lantern was specially made by Lu Xingzhou to hold fireflies for the children at home. Unexpectedly, he also made an extra one.
Fu Xueyao raised her head. Lu Xingzhou looked gentle and his eyes were full of passion. The moment their west eyes met, everything around them seemed to be suspended.
Lu Xingzhou's Adam's apple rolled: "Do you like it?"
Fu Xueyao: "I like it very much!"
What she likes is not only the lantern, but more importantly, his care and concern for her.
She looked at a pair of children not far away, and her lover who was tightly intertwined with her.
Fu Xueyao said silently in her heart, just like this year after year.
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