Chapter 401

When the shop got hold of it, song Xintong began to let people decorate it.

For the three story shop, song Xintong plans to use the first floor and the second floor as a common area for anyone to go to. The third floor is for the use of dignitaries, and there is a back door for people to enter quietly.

Of course, it's not song Xintong who wants to break the law, but her husband reminds her. Later, if he needs to talk with others, he can also find his own place for safety and insurance.

Therefore, song Xintong installed monitoring props on Yajian's wall paintings, which song Xintong did not do in other shops. But here, at the foot of the emperor, he had to be careful.

The project is very big and needs to be renovated in a large area. Everything is watched by Daya. The secret monitoring work is done by song Xintong and Daya himself. The main reason is that they don't want to leave a handle on others. After all, who knows whether the workers and boys will betray them?

On the other hand, song Xintong sent a letter to chef Liu in Lingnan, asking him to come to the capital early in the next year to teach some apprentices. Otherwise, she would not be able to open the shop.

In the process of preparation, time flies. In a flash, it's new year's Eve.

This year's new year's Eve is not in Taohua village. Song Xintong still feels that he is not used to it. He can't see the continuous green mountains, only the blue roof tiles and the white snow on the wall.

Although the place is small, it also has the atmosphere of Chinese New Year.

Every family got up early in the morning. After cleaning up the house, they hung red lanterns and pasted the word "Fu". Then they took out all the good dishes and meat that they had saved years ago and planned to make a big table to eat.

Lu Yunkai pasted the couplets and Fu characters written in the morning one by one on the door and the window pane. He was full of pen and ink. He was as free and easy as a wanderer.

"Good word." Song Xintong holds wennuan and claps her hand.

Wennuan also learned, "good words, good words."

Lu Yunkai put up the last one and held it in his arms. "Do you know what a good word is?"

"What Dad wrote is good." Wennuan was very supportive.

"You hold her. I'm going to cook." Song Xintong wrapped his hair with a cloth towel to avoid the smell of lampblack. He had no choice but to wash his hair in this winter? If you don't pay attention, it's still frozen, so try to cover it, or wash it less once or twice.

Today, she is the chef of song Xintong. Although her cooking skill is not as good as that of the chef in the restaurant, she is willing to cook. Therefore, she has a thick taste and is more suitable for cooking.

I have cooked the common dishes in Lingnan, such as spicy chicken, braised crucian carp, boiled sliced meat, spicy shrimp, and of course, the common dishes in Beijing, such as pearl balls, Buddha leaping wall, phoenix tail shrimp, sweet and sour tenderloin

Many dishes are learned by herself after eating in restaurants. They are both in shape and spirit, and taste good. Song Xintong wants to learn more. When the twins come to the capital next year, she will cook them.

"I'll learn how it tastes."

"Good." Wennuan said aloud, biting the meatball.

"What about Bizhi restaurant?" Song Xintong asked again.

"It's delicious." Every time song Xintong asked who made it delicious, wennuan said that Niang made it delicious and learned from her father.

"It's a real show." Song Xintong eyebrows a pick, hope landing clouds open: "you later talk to avoid some, she always learned these."

"What did I say?" Lu Yun raised his eyes and looked at her with a smile. "I taught her to recite the book of songs. She has a good memory and can recite much better."

"Yes, I will." Nuan Nuan added.

"..." Song Xintong had no choice but to smile and stare at Lu Yun. Later, he would be worried about learning.

After dinner, wennuan sat on the bed with a round stomach, lying by the window, looking at the two snowmen piled in the corner outside.

Song Xintong sat on one side and talked to Lu Yunkai, "I heard Mrs. Liu next door say that fireworks will be set off in the Imperial City tonight. We have a good boundary here. We can see a little from the yard."

There is still a distance from the Imperial City, but the fireworks are set high, and only the imperial city can set off fireworks. If you really want to see it, you can climb to the roof and see it.

"There are fireworks at home, we can put them at home." Lu Yun said.

"When did we buy fireworks?" Song Xintong remembers that she didn't buy it.

"It was sent by Jiang's firm that day." Lu Yunkai pointed to the room close to Jifang, "you went to the restaurant that day."

"It's useless to send it. We can't set off fireworks. It will be checked by the guard." Song Xintong is worried.

"It's not put in the sky, it's only a few feet high, it's something ordinary people use to play with." Lu Yunkai explained, "you'll know when it's dark. It won't attract the attention of the guards."

"That's good." Song Xintong doesn't want to make the guards come to the door.

In the evening, after using the rice bowl, Daya took out the box of fireworks.

Song Xintong looked at it, and found that it was the kind that could be set off in the palm of his hand. Although it was not as high and colorful as in the Imperial City, it was still dazzling.

"Mother, I want it too." Wennuan carefully walked down the stone steps under the eaves and toward Daya. In winter, wennuan wore thick clothes and ran slowly, like a red worm squirming, which made song Xintong laugh.

"Why so lovely?" Song Xintong copied his hand and stood by Lu Yunkai's arm. "We are really clever. I'm really good at birth."

Lu Yunkai listened to her self praise and nodded, "very good."

"I wish our children would be so obedient and sensible." Song Xintong knew that he couldn't only have one in his life, at least he would have another, "but it's really easy to cry more."

Lu Yunkai said softly. He looked down at Song Xintong's flat abdomen. He didn't know what he was thinking.

Song Xintong covered his stomach, "what are you looking at?"

"I wonder if it's already there." Lu Yun said.

"It's not that fast." Song Xintong felt that he was really lucky to be pregnant. Otherwise, how could he not be pregnant in the next two years? Although there is contraception, but sometimes there is no, so... Still need a lot of efforts.

"Anxious?" Song Xintong looked at him, "don't give me psychological pressure. I'm in a bad mood. It's not easy to be pregnant."

"I didn't mean that." Lu Yunkai explained quickly.

"Yes, it must not." Song Xintong reached out to hold the landing cloud open, "also can't say, otherwise I will be sad."

Lu Yunkai put his arm around her waist, gave her a kiss on the brow, and explained: "don't talk nonsense, I'm determined not to mean that. I just think about our days... So..."

"I'm teasing you." Song Xintong chuckled and gave Lu Yun a kiss. "I don't know you yet?"

"Bad." Lu Yunkai hugs song Xintong's hand and kisses her severely.