Chapter 184 Eating New Year’s Eve Dinner

 "What's wrong with you!" Aunt Liu said as she called to Shanzi, "Hurry up and put your mother on the bed."

  Shanzi put his mother on the bed. Shanzi's mother closed her eyes and didn't want to talk. Aunt Liu It was estimated that the mother and son had some kind of conflict, so they didn't want to say anything. They comforted each other for a few words and then left.

  As soon as Aunt Liu left, Shan Zima turned her back, with the back of her head facing outside.

  Shanzi stood by the bed, "Mom, I-"

  Shanzi didn't know what he was going to say, and he didn't think he had done anything wrong.

  However, he also knew that he could not mention this matter to his mother now, he would have to wait.

  He stood by the bed for a while, thinking to himself that in the future he would go to the city to drive a car and earn copper coins, and he would only pay half of it to his mother. When he saved a few taels of silver, he would ask someone to go to Xing'er's house to propose marriage.

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  At noon on New Year's Eve, Gu Zhong's family, Gu Rong's family, and my aunt's family all arrived in the yard of Gu Fei's house.

  In previous years, the three brothers spent the New Year together at the eldest brother Gu Zhong's house because the old lady was at his house.

  This year Gu Zhang took the initiative to celebrate the New Year at his home, and naturally everyone had no objection.

  Qian didn't even cook lunch, and the whole family came hungry.

  I hope I can have something to eat in the evening.

  The hall, which normally seemed large and empty, was now packed with people.

  Mrs. Chen also generously placed several plates of pastries sent by Zhang Ze on the table today, as well as a storage box, and some snacks bought in the city yesterday. The Eight Immortals table was piled full of them.

  When Bao'er came in, he rushed straight to the table. No one said anything to him. This thing was just for people to eat.

  Huzi looked at his mother and waited for Mrs. Li to nod before walking to the table to get something to eat.

  In his entire life, Mrs. Qian has never seen any family put out so many snacks during the New Year.

  While sighing in his heart that the second child was really rich, he hurriedly grabbed a piece of halva and stuffed it into his mouth.

  She hadn't forgotten that Gu Zhong hadn't eaten breakfast either, so she grabbed a piece of plum blossom cake and stuffed it for Gu Zhong.

  The room was full of people and it was extremely lively.

  By the time it gets dark, the reunion dinner is ready.

  Mrs. Chen led everyone to make dumplings all night yesterday, and today she prepared a lot of hard vegetables.

  There are two tables in the main room, one is a round table, and the other is a square table with a round table.

  Both tables were filled to the brim. There were two large pots of dumplings stuffed with cabbage and pork. There were also camphor meat, swan meat, braised pork, cured chicken, smoked duck, and whole fish.

  Gu Rong clicked his tongue when he saw it, "Second brother, this is how the Emperor celebrates the New Year."

  Bao'er couldn't wait to reach out to grab the braised pork, and Gu Sanlang grabbed his collar and lifted it back.

  The old lady was sitting at the top. Seeing Bao'er being held like a little chicken in Gu Sanlang's hand, with both hands still stubbornly stretching towards the braised pork, she hurriedly said, "Sanlang, put your brother down quickly. Today It's Chinese New Year, just let him go!"

  Gu Fei glanced at the old lady and said with a smile: "Bao'er, there are rules for eating. Children can't eat first before the adults come to the table or use their chopsticks."

  "Also, you need to use chopsticks to eat vegetables, not grab them with your hands. Think about it, those hands are touching everywhere, how dirty they are. Eating them will give you a stomachache."

  Gu Zhong stood nearby, listening to Gu Fei's words, His face turned purple for a moment.

  The old lady looked at her eldest son standing there at a loss, as if what Gu Fei was training was not Bao'er, but Gu Zhong.

  The old lady was not happy. Xiaofei was just a girl who lived in the next room. How could she have the right to teach her precious grandson a lesson?