"Grandma's phone call, asking us if we will go back to the courtyard during the Chinese New Year."

After Jiang Xiao said this, Meng Xinian understood what she meant, "Do you want to go back?"

"It's not that I think about it," Jiang Xiao said: "After all, there are no people at home now. It's okay to go back and have a New Year dinner with them for the New Year."

"Come back after the New Year's Eve dinner?"

"Live for two days. Don't forget that the old house is still in my name. It's deserted for a long time and has no popularity."

The Meng family’s old house is already under her name.

"Silly girl."

Meng Xinian pinched her face, didn’t she just feel soft-hearted?

Strong mouth.

"Just don't mind. I'll call Aunt Meng to come and clean up first? We haven't lived in the bedroom for a long time, so don't get moldy."

Meng Xinian went to call, and Jiang Xiao leaned over and kissed him on the chin, turned around and went out, went back to the room to pack up his things.

Although I only stayed back for two days, I still had to clean up some things.

Mr. Meng and Meng Chaojun knew that they were going back to their old house for the New Year, and both of them were so happy that they didn't know what to do.

"Chaojun, go and buy couplets. We haven't prepared Spring Festival couplets yet? Also, buy some window flowers and arrange them. The house is deserted and has no New Year atmosphere at all. What are you doing?" Mr. Meng started commanding early in the morning to see if the house is not right or wrong.

They were originally only two men and had no interest in preparing for anything.

I didn't plan to post the Spring Festival couplets, but two days ago, Aunt Meng brought Meng Sheng and his wife to help clean them up.

As for New Year's Eve, Meng Sheng invited them to have dinner together, but the father and son refused at the same time.

"Does there be any vegetables today?" Mr. Meng walked around and shouted again, "I've told you a long time ago that we have opened a piece of land to grow vegetables in our yard, but you've been too lazy to move. Do you think you can still buy vegetables when you go out to buy vegetables? The vegetables that people grow are not so delicious now, so they are definitely not delicious."

Open vegetable fields...

Meng Chaojun felt helpless when he heard this.

Mr. Meng once said that he later changed his words and said that he had no one to take care of his family. It would probably become a wasteland soon, so don’t bother.

Why is he lazy now?

"Dad, Meng Sheng prepared vegetables and meat yesterday."

"Then isn't what he prepared for us? Xiaoxiao and the last generation are back? You told him that we just need to eat some meat, and there is definitely not much preparation. Xiaoxiao is still eating two people's portions for each person. If she is hungry, she is hungry, my great-grandson, can you afford it?" Meng Laozhu stomped on the crutch.

Meng Chaojun was so old that he was scolded like this, so he was not angry. He responded with a good temper: "Let's do this, I'll go out and buy some red paper. Dad, your handwriting is good, otherwise you can write the Spring Festival couplets by yourself this year? Then I'll buy more vegetables. A while ago, the wife of the official Wangmeng family said that she had pickled a lot of pickled vegetables and bacon. I'll ask if there is any. If so, I'll buy some with her."

Writing your own Spring Festival couplets?

Mr. Meng felt aroused and said, "You buy more red paper. I asked Xiannian and Xiaoxiao to write Spring Festival couplets together. Their words are both good. We will post one at the gate, one at the upper floor and the other on the balcony."

"good."

"Also, pick a few beautiful red envelopes and then exchange for some new tickets. I have to prepare New Year's money for them."

"good."

Mr. Meng thought about it and called him.

"When they come here, the snow group will also bring it here, right? You have to buy some cooked fish and feed it to the snow group at that time."
Chapter completed!