Today is New Year's Eve. In the afternoon, Lan Shengli and Chang Chunfang ended their fried chicken restaurant business early and returned to their hometown with Lan Xiuming, who was on duty until the last day.

It was already past four o'clock in the afternoon when the three of them arrived home.

At this time, in the yard of the Lan family, steamed buns and steamed buns were steaming on the open-air stove, while in the kitchen, croquettes and stewed meat were being cooked.

In addition, the two legs of lamb were cleaned, the thigh meat was marinated, waiting to be grilled in the evening, the bones were kicked off and stored, and the bone soup will be cooked in the morning to warm the stomach.

Lan Shengli and Chang Chunfang didn't expect that their home would be so well-prepared when they were away.

Of course, Lan Shu is responsible for buying, buying, and directing, and the main people doing the work are the two brothers Lan Dazhuang and Lan Sibo.

The two grown men had figured out how to play in the kitchen, and they didn't even give Tang Chu, the new daughter-in-law who married into the Lan family, a chance to show off!

In the evening, a family of seven gathered around the dining table. In front of them was a large pot of stew, four bowls around it, two plates of roasted lamb legs, and a fried chicken sold in their own store.

There are also radish and cabbage, which are side dishes in the stew pot, and the quantity is not large.

These things are enough for the whole family to eat well.

In addition to food, Lan Shu also prepared something to drink.

When eating meat, everyone has a cup of sour plum soup in front of them, which is delicious and relieves tiredness.

Black plum and hawthorn are preserved fruits that Lan Shu brought back from Kyoto. Boiled with rock sugar, they taste pretty good.

After dinner, there were no entertainment activities at home, and it was quite cold outside, so everyone went back to their rooms.

After arriving at the house, Lan Shu had time to read the messages on her pager.

A maximum of ten messages can be saved on the pager, so Lan Shu started reading them from the back to the front.

——'Lanshu, have you eaten?'

——'Our family of three eats six dishes and two soups.'

——'It's a pity that you won't be in Kyoto this year.'

——‘It’s snowing again in Kyoto.’

——'Everywhere in the courtyard is white.'

——'The snow scene is beautiful.'

--'Is it snowing at your place?'

The news ended here. After reading it, Lan Shu subconsciously raised her head and looked out the window.

The moonlight was bright outside, and apart from the cold, there was no sign of snow.

So Lan Shu used her pager to call the main signal station and sent a message to Xiaobai.

"It doesn't snow here," she said.

As the words fell, the hazy moonlight reflected outside the window, and white catkins floated and fell.

"Is it snowing?" Lan Shu was startled, then she put down the pager in her hand, opened the door and walked out of the room.

The cool air outside the door instantly poured into his collar and cuffs, and a chill hit his face.

But the snowflakes in the sky made Lan Shu feel a sense of novelty and joy in her heart——

This is the second New Year she has spent in this world.

During the first Chinese New Year, she came to this world not long ago. Although she had family and friends and some expectations for the future, her sense of belonging was not strong after all.

And now, she has been here for more than a year.

Looking back on the past, this experience was much more profound than she imagined.

"It's snowing!" In the yard, Lan Sibo walked out of the room at some point. He looked up at the snowflakes flying in the air with a smile on his face.

Hearing Lan Sibo's voice, other people in the family also walked out of the room one after another.

Lan Xiuming looked at the sky, stretched out his hand, and let the snowflakes fall on his fingertips.

Lan Shengli and Chang Chunfang also stood together, looking at the falling snow.

"Auspicious snow heralds a good harvest~" Lan Shengli said with emotion.

On the side, Chang Chunfang took over, "I hope our lives will be better and better next year~"

Beside the two of them, Lan Dazhuang also walked out of the room with Tang Chu.

Looking at the snow falling from the sky, Lan Dazhuang said with emotion, "I hope there will be a good harvest in the fields next year."

…

Because of the snow, Lan Shu sent another message back to Xiaobai that night.

--'Snowing.'

Xiaobai's side might be busy, so Lan Shu didn't get a reply immediately.

But when it was twelve o'clock, when the new year came, Lan Shu, who was already sleeping soundly in bed, vaguely heard the sound of the pager in the room.

That is a newly received message.

A message from Xiaobai from Kyoto.

——'Lanshu, happy new year.'

At this time, Xiaobai, who was far away in Kyoto, was sitting in front of the window sill of his room. Even though the night was deep, he did not fall asleep.

Xiaobai looked at the bright moon in the night and thought, in the new year, he should be the first person to say hello to Lan Shu, right?

…

The next day, the first day of the Lunar New Year.

On the first day of the New Year, Lan Shu did not sleep in and got up just after eight o'clock.

After putting on her thick cotton clothes, Lan Shu first flipped through the messages on her pager. When she saw the little white-haired boy saying, 'Happy New Year.' She smiled slightly, then opened the door and walked out of the room.

At this time, everyone in the family except her had already eaten, and there was mutton leg soup in the pot. Lan Shu ate two large meat buns with the soup to make her stomach full.

In the new year, on this day, every household does not have to work.

Even Lan Dazhuang didn't go to work in the mountains. He had added enough food to the free-range chicken farm the day before.

Not long after Lan Shu finished her meal, she saw her parents returning from a visit outside.

Seeing that she was awake, Chang Chunfang immediately took out a red envelope from her arms and stuffed it into her hand.

"Shu Shu, happy New Year." Lan Shengli and Chang Chunfang said, and then outside the door, Lan Dazhuang and Lan Xiuming came back one after another.

When the two saw their little sister, as in previous years, they each stuffed a red envelope into Lan Shu's hand.

"Happy New Year, little sister."

On this day, Lan Sibo will naturally receive a lot of red envelopes.

Although Lan Shu opened a factory and did business and earned the most money in the family, in the eyes of her parents and brothers, she was always the youngest child in the family, the little sister they wanted to love.

Apart from Lan Shu, the only other person in the family who received a New Year's red envelope was Tang Chu, who just married into the Lan family this year.

Lan Shengli and Chang Chunfang treated each other equally and gave their daughter 500 yuan as a new year's gift, and the daughter-in-law also received 500 yuan.

When handing out the red envelopes, Lan Shengli and Chang Chunfang were still a little sighing.

A few months ago, where would they have had so much money to give out red envelopes?

If Shushu hadn't given them the idea and made them determined to leave the village and go into business, they wouldn't have been able to make so much money.

Although working outside is much more tiring than working in the village, the joy of making money is something they have never experienced at home.

So now that they have money, they have the confidence to give big red envelopes to their children and daughter-in-law during the Chinese New Year.

During the Chinese New Year in the early Tang Dynasty, she received a red envelope of 500 yuan from her elders. As a new daughter-in-law, she was really surprised.

She was a little panicked holding such a large amount of money, and she had a lot of worries in her heart. She even wondered if her parents had given her the wrong money.

Fortunately, there was Lan Dazhuang beside him.

Although Lan Dazhuang was tall and thick, he was very attentive to his wife. He noticed her emotional instability. Lan Dazhuang stretched out his hand to hold his wife's hand and whispered beside her, "Take what your parents gave you."

Come on."

Happy New Year to everyone~

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