About an hour later, the lamb legs were baked and our New Year’s Eve dinner officially began.

Guo Chenjun and Tang Sijia cooked together and fryed four hot dishes, two cold dishes, plus steamed king crab, baked lobster butter, steamed Eastern Pie, bluefin tuna sashimi and roasted lamb legs, a full table, exactly ten dishes.

Compared to the plate of frozen dumplings that I had lonely in previous years, this time it was really the Chinese New Year.

We opened the red wine brought by Tang Sijia, and after drinking it, we drank the ten-year Maotai brought by Lao Zhao. The living room was filled with laughter and the atmosphere was warm, just like a family.

My family is a Feng Shui family. New Year's Eve is actually more of a sense of ritual for families like us. At that time, my grandfather and I lived in the old house. Every year on New Year's Eve, my parents and second uncle and second aunt would come to reunite. Basically, they would cook a table of dishes, first offer sacrifices to our ancestors, and then the family would eat a quiet meal. After midnight, they would greet grandpa, and then stay up to the New Year or sleep.

During the past ten years of living at home, it was basically like this every year.

Now I understand that this is how the year can be lived.

I like this feeling, especially I like it.

Life requires a sense of ritual, but if it is too much, it becomes a burden.

I don't want to be lonely anymore.

Before we knew it, it was dark and late at night, and we were all a little too many.

The first thing Lao Zhao couldn't hold on, so he ran to the living room and lay on the sofa, and snored.

Guo Chenjun went to get the quilt and covered him with it.

Then, Keer and his daughter also went to rest.

I asked Tang Sijia to go to bed. She shook her head and asked me to go to rest first. She and Xiaojun cleaned up together.

Miss Jun also said that she sent me back to the bedroom and told me to sleep first, and she would come back later.

I know that these two girls love to be clean and work quickly. They will not save the leftovers of the restaurant's cups and plates until tomorrow.

So I lay down on the bed first and fell asleep quickly.

After a while, Guo Chenjun came back.

She closed the door, went to bed and got into the quilt, and hugged me gently.

I hugged her and kissed her in a daze, "Xiaojun, you are so good..."

She smiled happily, snuggled in my arms, and fell asleep soon.

I had a long dream. In the dream, I took Xiaojun back to my hometown to meet my parents. After entering the door, I found that Lin Xia and An Yu were also there. So the four of us went to pick apples together. I climbed onto the tree to pick them, and the three girls were waiting to pick them. The apples on the tree were red and big, especially tempting. I picked a lot and kept throwing them. When the apples fell into their hands, they became as big as pumpkins. As a result, each of the three girls could only hold one. I felt it was a pity that so many apples fell to the ground. I jumped off the tree and looked again, the apples on the ground disappeared, and only the ones in their hands were left.

I said this was not enough food. Xiaojun said it was enough, An Yu said it was enough, Lin Xia said it was not enough, I needed two. I said okay, then you can wait and I will pick it again.

I turned around and was about to climb the tree when I suddenly saw my grandfather and an old man standing in the distance, laughing and whispering to us and talking about something.

I was stunned and wanted to call me grandpa. At this time, Gao Ying's voice came from behind me, "Wu Zheng..." I woke up suddenly.

This dream is so real.

I opened my eyes and stared at the ceiling blankly, still immersed in my dreams and didn't come back to my senses.

After a while, I heard the sound of Xiaojun and Tang Sijia joking from outside.

The two girls were preparing breakfast, talking and laughing, and were in a good mood.

I sat up, rubbed my face, turned my head and looked outside. I took my phone and saw that it was already past nine o'clock in the morning.

There are two unread WeChat messages on your phone.

The first one is An Yu’s: Brother Wu Zheng, Happy Chinese New Year.

The second one is from Gao Ying. She posted not words, but a video of watching fireworks, which should have been recorded by herself.

I thought about it and replied to Gao Ying, "I drank too much last night and woke up."

She almost replied, "I'm drinking too."

Then she posted another one, "Happy Chinese New Year!"

I smiled calmly and replied to her, "Happy Chinese New Year!"

She didn't say anything more.

I couldn't help but think of the dream I just now. The more I thought about it, the more I felt something was wrong. That apple belongs to my old house. Even if I pick it, I will only give it to Xiaojun. How could it be...

I understood the meaning of the dream and couldn't help but blush.

Oh, what are you thinking! I rubbed my face hard and said to myself, "How can I take the dreams I have caused after drinking too much?"

I let out a long breath, calmed down, picked up my phone and replied to An Yu's WeChat, "Happy Spring Festival! I drank too much last night and saw it. I'm sorry. I don't have the phone number of Uncle Jiu, please send it to me."

After sending the message, I got up and got out of bed, went to the balcony, called my dad and my second uncle, and wished them a happy new year.

"In previous years, I called after midnight. What's going on this year?" my dad asked.

"I drank too much last night," I said, "I fell asleep and woke up at nine o'clock."

"You've drunk? Who are you with?"

"friend."

"Friend?" My dad wondered, "What kind of friend will accompany you for the New Year?"

My face turned hot, "Uh...girlfriend, and...some friends..."

My dad was stunned, "Do you have a girlfriend?"

"Yeah," I blushed and said, "I have it, I haven't told you."

My dad was not as excited as he imagined, but instead he was silent.

"Dad, what's wrong with you?" I asked.

"Oh... it's okay..." He came to his senses, "Your mother and I are pretty good. Don't worry about it, you take good care of yourself."

"Oh, OK," I breathed a sigh of relief.

My dad didn't say anything else and hung up the phone.

I calmed down for a moment and called my second uncle again.

"Second uncle, I am Wu Zheng," I said, "I wish you and my second aunt a happy new year. I wish you and my second aunt good health and all the best."

The Wu family is a Feng Shui family, so we can’t say anything about New Year’s greetings, congratulations on making a fortune, but only say that we are healthy. This is a rule and a taboo.

My second uncle also said to my father, "In the past years, I called me at midnight. What's going on this year?"

I had to bite the bullet and do it again, "I drank too much last night and woke up at nine o'clock."

"Drink too much? Did you drink it yourself?"

"No, with friends."

"Hey, this friend is very righteous. I'll accompany you for the New Year?" He was curious, "What friend? Girlfriend?"

I smiled awkwardly, "It's not just my girlfriend... there are other friends..."

"Hahaha..." Uncle Second smiled, "Of the Lin family? Or the Ye family?"

I was stunned, "What is the Lin family from the Ye family?"

The second uncle was also stunned, "Is it from An's family?"

I was speechless, "Uh...No..."

Like my dad, my second uncle was silent.

"Uncle Second, what's wrong with you?" I asked in a low voice.

"It's okay..." Uncle Second came to his senses, "What, your second aunt and I are very good. You don't have to worry about it. Take good care of yourself and don't suffer any losses."

"Oh, OK," I breathed a sigh of relief.

"What's wrong..." Uncle Er muttered in a low voice and hung up the phone.

I couldn't help but be stunned. Something was wrong? What's wrong?

Could it be that my girlfriend can only be from the Lin family, the Ye family or the An family?

I suddenly thought of the look of Uncle Jiu looking at me, and the meaningful words - no wonder the old men are staring at you...

What does the old man stare at me?

Could it be...

I dare not think deeper.

At this time, An Yu sent Uncle Jiu's phone number over.

I came to my senses and replied to her, "Okay, thank you." "You don't sell roasted sweet potatoes, are you?" she asked.

I smiled, "I won't sell it anymore, I'm afraid I'll bake it, so no one can buy it."

She replied with a smirk.

I smiled knowingly, calmed down, picked up my cell phone, and called Uncle Jiu, "Uncle Jiu, I am Wu Zheng, I wish you a New Year..."

Uncle Jiu was very calm, "Okay, good luck."

I smiled slightly, "Thank you, Uncle Jiu."

Uncle Jiu didn't say anything else and hung up the phone.

I felt relieved, breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and left the bedroom.
Chapter completed!