"You don't understand. This is the charm of Chinese culture. When you go to China, you will know that it is different." Wen Xin said with a smile.

"What do you mean? How do you say it? Read it to us again." Jack suggested.

"Well, you can read it with me. This is a meaningful spring festival couplet."

Wen's heart is like a few words.

We noticed that the children in Wenxin's arms were all children in their early twenties. It was strange to see such a small baby, "is it your child? It's so cute. "

"Yes, sweety. Thank you."

Maybe she hasn't seen so many people. Xiaowentian is afraid and tries to drill into Wenxin's arms. Wenxin sees Wentian open her mouth and wants to cry. Well, she knows that obedience can't last long.

Wenxin takes Wentian to the room Jack prepared. As soon as he enters the door, he sees the whole room full of paintings of the underwater world and lots of plush toys. But Wenxin doesn't dare to think about it, so he just lies on the bed with little Wentian to coax him to sleep.

Maybe she knew that her mother was too hard, and xiaowentian was very obedient all the time, so she went to sleep and soon fell asleep. Wen Xin closes the door carefully and walks out of the room.

Jack has been standing at the door, after seeing Wen Xin, he said, "do you still like the room?"

Is that really what you think? Wenxin said quickly, "Jack, you know what I mean. If you really regard me as a friend, don't say anything, let alone do it."

Jack didn't speak, but followed Wen Xin behind him. Wen Xin had no choice but to say, "I have said more than once that you should cherish the people in front of you. Jane is always by your side, but you have never found it. When you find out, you will know how sorry you are for some things you did in those years."

"Grandma, I'm younger than I am all day long. How can you tell me that I'm younger than I am?" Jack put his hands over his ears.

"Because you've been helping me, I don't want you to regret it in the future, and you and Jane are my friends, and I can't make you unhappy because of me."

They went back to the living room when they were talking. When they were not here for a while, the living room became a kitchen. Several people took out the ingredients they had just bought in the supermarket. When they saw Wen Xin, they were very excited and cried, "Wenxin, hurry up, how can this pot of flour become dumplings?"

Well, although their own technology is not very good, but compared with these people, it should be good. Wen Xin washes her hands and comes to Jennie's side. She pulls up her sleeves and starts to mix noodles. The people next to her start to pick and cut vegetables. Looking at these people laughing and busy, Wen Xin feels like she went back to the time when she was making dumplings with Mo Yan's mother and Mo Yan in Mo Yan's house. At that time, it was so warm, but all this can only be remembered and can never go back.

Wenxin started to make preparations and roll skins, but there was not even a rolling pin. By the way, there were wine bottles. Jack found the red wine bottles, washed them and handed them to Wenxin. Then, in the surprise of these people, Wenxin rolled the skin with one hand, and there were exclamations again and again around. Wenxin quickly said, "try it, too."

People started rolling. Although they couldn't say what they were like, they still had some shape. In the process of making dumplings, they were full of foreign looks, but finally they were finished. Wen Xin felt that it was just like going through a war. It was terrible. He would never make dumplings with these people again. He was too tired to take them with him Small warm sweet all want tired.

Finally, more than ten minutes later, he went to bed and got out of the pot. Several people scrambled to get it. Wen Xin had to demonstrate: "you have two ways: one is as long as the dumplings don't have soup; the other is to add soup, then add coriander and pour a few drops of vinegar on it

In fact, these two kinds of eating methods are also known later, because Mo Yan likes to eat with soup, while Mu Beichen only likes dumplings and doesn't like soup. It's really unpromising. How can you think of them all?

Warm heart got everyone's praise, in fact, this is nothing, his ability is limited to this.

Several people are still slowly drinking red wine and eating dumplings. I really don't know what kind of collocation this is. However, I can't drink, and I have to feed xiaowentian. Wenxin always insists on breast-feeding. I have only xiaowentian as a relative. If I can't give her the best, what's the point?

Xiaowentian has already woken up, but she is not crying. Instead, she is looking at the pictures around her with her eyes open, or she is simply in a daze. However, when she sees Wenxin coming to her side, she immediately starts to cry. If she wants to be more aggrieved, she immediately hugs xiaowentian: "I'm really sorry, mom didn't come in time. Is she afraid, It's OK. Mom is here. "

Xiaowentian is still humming in her pacifier, as if she is accusing. Wenxin takes xiaowentian's hand and is full of softness. In fact, nothing matters. No matter what Mu Beichen thinks, whether he still wants himself or not, it is enough for him to have xiaowentian, and mubeichen will not resent him for giving him xiaowentian, but he is very grateful for him, after all He also helped himself, gave himself a good day and gave himself little Wentian.When xiaowentian is full, she begins to close her eyes and prepare to go on sleeping. Children of this age are the most carefree. They sleep when they are full and eat when they wake up. If they are uncomfortable, they will cry and they will not be wronged at all.

Wen Xin looks at the time. It's more than 10 o'clock in the evening. He has to go home with xiaowentian. However, those people seem to be drunk because they have drunk a lot of red wine. No matter how much, they should go home.

After wiping xiaowentian's face and cleaning up, it's almost 12 o'clock. If it's going to be watching the Spring Festival Gala, it's estimated that the host has stepped onto the stage to prepare for the countdown. Wenxin takes out her mobile phone and looks at the time on it. Five, four, three, two, one, happy new year. Wenxin kisses xiaowentian's forehead and whispers.

Looking at his mobile phone, so quiet, even a new year's blessing message are not, I can't help but mu Beichen sent a message "Happy New Year". Although you can't receive it, I still want to say a blessing to you.

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