Chapter 439 Telephone

In addition to being a little sad at the beginning, the whole dinner was still very warm, and the toast was continuous. Because the table was relatively large and there was no turntable, Fang Liwei stood up directly to pick up the dishes. The one he ate was refreshing and the one he drank was the one was refreshing. Of course, don't forget the women and children around you, especially Shen Kexue, who can't let go.

Under the enthusiasm of everyone, Shen Kexue fully felt the warmth of the family. From the beginning, she also began to toast with gratitude, and was really integrating into this happy family.

The final result was to drink too much. Dong Shuwen and Dong Xinwei were set up by Fang Liwei to go back to the bedroom to sleep. Several women also blushed. After cleaning up the table, they had a rest. After all, they didn't sleep long last night.

Established a relationship with Fang Liwei. In front of Aunt Xuan and Zeng Xinfei, Shen Kexue was embarrassed to sleep in the same room with him and insisted on changing with Aunt Xuan. Just change it. It doesn't matter to Fang Liwei. The contact time between the two is still short, which is also normal. They will live together in the future and live for a long time.

Of course, this fellow has ideas in his heart, and he is also secretly looking forward to the day when he is sleeping together.

Aunt Xuan could understand Shen Kexue's mentality, so she was not entangled in this issue. She went directly to Fang Liwei's bedroom to rest and reminded Fang Liwei not to disturb her and have a good sleep.

Fang Liwei was not sleepy and drank a little excitedly. He found that Aunt Xuan was asleep. She quietly went to the bathroom, sat on the toilet, and called several women far away in Pinghai and Yanjing. Time flies.

After seven o'clock in the evening, everyone woke up one after another. Xiao Mei had already mixed the dumpling stuffing, with leek meat stuffing meaning "Jiu Cai"; and Fang Liwei's favorite pickled cabbage meat stuffing, which means "calculating wealth"; celery is "Qin Cai", and there is also fish stuffing, which is "Yu Cai". There are many styles, which is also because I have consulted everyone. There are many people and my personal taste is different, so I have prepared a few more dumpling fillings.

While making dumplings and watching the Spring Festival Gala. In fact, in everyone's opinion, the Spring Festival Gala itself is not interesting, because the current information is relatively developed, and people's entertainment methods have increased. It is just a Spring Festival Gala, which can no longer satisfy everyone's appetite. It has just formed a habit. Everyone comments while watching to see if there is anything new, and more about enjoying the family together. The happy scene is of greater significance.

Of course, it is fashionable to have New Year's Eve dinner in restaurants now, but Fang Liwei does not like that form. Maybe a person has spent two lonely years, which makes him cherish this hard-won home atmosphere. Only at home can he fully experience the warmth and rare family affection of the family.

Many people are powerful, especially Fang Liwei, a "master" who is rolling the skin. The supply of dumpling buns is very fast. Shen Kexue marvels at Fang Liwei's proficiency from time to time. Unexpectedly, he still has this skill.

Of course, in front of the Dong family, she still has to be polite, only as Fang Liwei is a friend, and even deliberately avoids, because here, only Aunt Xuan is his girlfriend, and even Zeng Xinfei should pay attention to it, but she will not be as cautious as Shen Kexue. After all, they have lived together for a short time. It is also known that Fang Liwei has a very good relationship with Zeng Xinfei's mother and daughter, so there is no need to avoid it too much.

At ten o'clock in the evening, there were no more sporadic firecrackers outside, and the whole family began to cook dumplings for New Year's Eve dinner.

Dong Xinwei ignited a high hanging ten times. In the endless loud sound of "pi-pi... boom", a plate of dumplings that had just come out of the pot was placed on the table.

I drank a lot at noon, so everyone tasted it at night, but it was still a festive, lively, reunion, and family-loving New Year's Eve dinner.

The sound of the clock at twelve o'clock heralds the beginning of the new year, paying New Year's greetings to each other and receiving red envelopes. Of course, the bumper harvest is the smallest Jiajia. How can she have received so many red envelopes? It seems that she only received her mother's money before. It doesn't matter how much money is. Besides, she has no idea about the amount of money. The adults want to celebrate, and what she feels is everyone's love for her. Everyone loves her, holding a pile of red envelopes, and her big eyes are happy smile. Squint.

The second smallest is Fang Liwei, but he only received red envelopes from Dong's father and Dong's mother, and it was one given by the two together, one hundred yuan. Looking at the six red envelopes held in Shen Kexue's hand, it was obviously older than her, and everyone gave it to her. I feel that the gap between people is so big. Although I also received a red envelope during the Spring Festival in previous years, I don't need to think about it. It was given by Aunt Xuan, but there were many people this year. As a result, I still received one. Aunt Xuan didn't give it to him. The change in the relationship saved this procedure? Besides, the wife gave her husband a red envelope during the Spring Festival, which seems that she has never heard of it.

Of course, he doesn't care about anything. On the contrary, he is a little complacent, which also proves from another perspective that buddy is a man with a family.

He approached Shen Kexue and looked unbalanced on the surface. He looked at the red envelope in her hand and said, "Sister Xue, should I wrap one for me?"

"Oh, you wait." Shen Kexue is in an extremely comfortable mood. This year's New Year's Eve has an unusual meaning for her. Since the beginning of the memory, it has been the most exciting and yearning for her. If it was reluctant to say that it was fun in bitterness before, now it is a happy New Year in a real sense!

Shen Kexue turned around for a short time. After a long time, she turned to face Fang Liwei and handed him a red envelope with a smile.

"Hey hey! That's great! You're welcome." Fang Liwei immediately reached out and took it. He opened it and saw that there was nothing. He was unwilling and fell out again. It was still empty. He looked at Shen Kexue with tears and laughter, which made the latter smile.

At almost one o'clock in the morning, Xiao Mei took a rest. Because the neighbors would pay New Year's greetings to each other on the morning of the first day of the lunar new year, and it was possible that they would not stop for a day, so she still had to take a nap.

Fortunately, Jiajia slept for a while in the afternoon and persisted until now. As soon as she returned to the house they lived in, she fell asleep.

Shen Kexue just recovered and had to rest early, but she still said that she would not enter Fang Liwei's bedroom as before. After washing up, she ran into the bedroom opposite Fang Liwei early and slept with Jiajia with Zeng Xinfei.

Aunt Xuan naturally slept in the same room with Fang Liwei.

After the last wash, Fang Liwei returned to his bedroom bare and closed the door tightly.

Seeing his appearance, Aunt Xuan frowned, "What do you look like? You are not afraid to be seen by Xiao Xue."

"Hey hey! The lights are all off, the black lights are blind, and they can't see anything at all. What's more, they are all asleep. The oldman climbed up the fire kang disapprovingly.

Knowing that he had bad intentions, Aunt Xuan reminded him first, "Go to bed early." Get into the quilt first.

"Auntie, I'm so excited that I can't sleep." Fang Liwei said, lifted the quilt and lay in, clinging to Aunt Xuan's back.

"Then you have to sleep." Aunt Xuan knocked off his hand on her abdomen.

The animal stopped talking and reached out to untie Aunt Xuan's pajamas.

"Stop it, Xiaoxue is still in that room." It seems that it's not okay. I'm afraid that Shen Kexue will hear it.

"It's okay. I'm all asleep."

"That doesn't work either."

Finding that Aunt Xuan's attitude was quite resolute, Fang Liwei said with a bitter face, "Auntie, at the beginning of the new year, do we also want to have a good start!" This shameless guy can even say such words.

Aunt Xuan was angry and happy. But looking at Fang Liwei, she softened her heart again, " Turn off the light."

The oldman immediately smiled and got up and turned off the light.

Soon Aunt Xuan's clothes were removed by him and pressed on them impatiently.

"Tit...slight down." Aunt Xuan reminded him.

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More than two hours later, Fang Liwei secretly returned to the bedroom with Zeng Xinfei in his arms. There was nothing he could do. Just now, Aunt Xuan urged him to find Zeng Xinfei. Now he is drowsy and seems to be asleep.

More than an hour later, just as the animal's electric motor-like buttocks were running fast, Zeng Xinfei desperately biting the towel that Aunt Xuan had just bitten and tried her best not to make a sound, an extremely discordant sound sounded.

"When I miss you, you are in front of me..."

Fang Liwei's mobile phone ringtone is at the critical moment. Isn't it looking for trouble for his buddy? He is very unhappy. Why did he forget to turn off his phone? He blamed himself a little. However, he didn't intend to answer the phone and still tried his best.

Aunt Xuan next to her slept very well and didn't hear it at all.

Although Zeng Xinfei, who was floating in the clouds, also felt very annoying, she pushed him with her arm around Fang Liwei's neck and motioned him to answer the phone first.

The bell rang endlessly, and Fang Liwei still reluctantly reached for his mobile phone. It's not far away. It's only in the pocket of his trousers next to him. He doesn't have to get up. There are not many people who know their phone number. They should be close people, and the call at this time is almost a New Year's greeting.

When can't you say goodbye? Can't you wait until dawn? It's obviously disturbing my buddy's good deeds. The waiter reluctantly took out his mobile phone. His body did not stop exercising at all, but slowed down.

"Hello?" There is no electric display, so I directly pressed the answer button.

The mobile phone has been connected. Zeng Xinfei quickly pressed his buttocks with both hands to prevent him from continuing to move. I'm afraid it will make a sound, and her face will be lost.

The animal tried a few times and found that Zeng Xinfei kept shaking her head. Her attitude was very resolute. She knew that she was thin-skinned, so she gave up.

"Xiao Wei, are you asleep?" The maleto voice is quite familiar.

Fang Liwei immediately reacted. Meng Baixiong, Meng Linglong's father, his father-in-law, looked at Zeng Xinfei under him, quickly swallowed his mouth and spit, shouted Uncle Meng, and then thought of the Spring Festival, "Happy New Year, Uncle Meng!"

"Happy New Year! It's so late, I don't know if you slept or not, and I'll call you..."

"I didn't sleep, I didn't sleep." Fang Liwei said quickly.

It's all about the truth.

"Originally, Linglong was going to call you, but something happened at home..." Meng Baixiong said this and seemed to be thinking about how to continue.

Zeng Xinfei was so close that she heard everything clearly and soon understood that it should be Meng Linglong's father, who turned her head to one side and didn't even dare to come out.

Fang Liwei was a little nervous. Did something happen to Meng Linglong again? He immediately asked, "Uncle Meng, what's the matter?"

"Linglong's grandfather had a sudden cerebral hemorrhage."

"Ah?" It turned out that it was not her own tiger girl's business. She seemed to be relieved, but she thought that it was her grandfather and her family's business. She was very old and had a cerebral hemorrhage. Has she passed away? It's very possible. Although I haven't met her, her grandfather is her grandfather. She is sad and must be having a hard time.

But listening to Meng Baixiong's tone, it doesn't seem to be like that.