Chapter 842

On New Year's Eve, there are thousands of lights.

Bright lanterns hang in the garden of Yejia mansion. Amid the sound of firecrackers, yeyuchen leads Muwan home. The whole family gather together to enjoy the new year's Eve dinner

"Qingqing, you'll be 19 at the beginning of spring. Even if you don't think about getting married and having children for the time being, you'll get engaged first."

The night Sheng Kun laughs heartily, immediately poured a cup of wine, "come on, let's toast the couple first."

Seeing this, Mu Wanqing immediately stood up with his glass.

"How can this work? Uncle Ye is an elder." Before ye Shengkun's toast, she handed the glass to her, "uncle, aunt and grandma, I'll give you my respects."

Night Sheng Kun and Shen Jingshu meet a smile.

Shen Jingshu looked at Mu Wanqing with a smile and joked, "it seems that Qingqing agreed to be engaged."

Mu Wanqing

It doesn't seem to be the same thing, does it?

She side Mou, to night Yu Chen threw to beg for help of Mou light, quietly moved to his side, kicked him a foot.

"I'm so shy."

Night Yu Chen thin lips light hook, he immediately also raises wine cup to get up, "let her drink less wine, I respect you."

Mu Wanqing

She didn't ask him to get up for a toast!

After all, there's no way to explain this.

So ye Yuchen offered a toast to the three elders, and Mu Wanqing clinked a cup with them, ready to drink it all.

But the man reached out and stopped her, "you drink juice."

Voice falls, night imperial Chen then took the wine cup of Mu late Qing to come over, replaced her wine, ordered servant to carry juice for her again.

Looking at yeyuchentong's love for Wanqing, the three elders looked at each other and laughed, "OK Good

At the family dinner, the atmosphere became more and more harmonious.

New year's Day is coming, fireworks in the night sky are blooming, like a golden chrysanthemum, releasing the beauty that vanishes in an instant

The remnants of the new year's Eve dinner were removed.

Shen Jingshu asked the servants to go home for the new year, so they and steward pan were left in the night house.

"Lean, come here."

Han Qiushui smiles kindly, spreads the dough in the palm and hands it to her, "can you make dumplings?"

Mu Wanqing nodded gently, "a little bit."

Although it's not special, you can operate the angel's pupil and let it teach you how to learn

It shouldn't be too hard.

"Come and help grandma make dumplings." Han Qiushui smiles amiably, "the stinky boy yeyuchen doesn't like dumplings the most. I don't believe you can make them by yourself and he dares not to eat them."

Smell speech, the Mou light of Mu late Qing floats to him.

Sitting on the sofa, yeyuchen got up, his thin lips lightly hooked, "leaning on my handbag, I dare not."

He went to Mu Wanqing's back, his hot and tight chest was close to her back, "I'll teach you."

Then he took the girl's hands and taught her how to make dumplings, adding silver coins to it.

"Don't do that. I'm so sorry..."

Mu Wan tilted his elbow and poked it back. He was embarrassed and wanted to push him away. "I can pack it myself."

"It doesn't matter." Yeyuchen pasted it in her ear, "the dumplings made in our family are special. Look here I need to pinch it again, and here... "

Looking at the sweet dumplings made by two people, Han Qiushui couldn't bear to mix them, so he went to the side to mix the stuffing.

New year's bell is about to ring, dumplings are also under the pot.

Mu Wanqing and ye Yuchen are sitting on the sofa side by side, but the mobile phone ring suddenly rings, "ring -"

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