"Sister, sister."
Little Twelve and Little Thirteen, like two cheerful colts, ran back from the lotus pond, rushed into the bamboo house, and hugged one of their sister's arms.
"Jinfeng, Jinming."
Lin Qingluo patted the heads of the two younger brothers one by one, full of pampering.
"Sister, let's set off firecrackers."
The two little ones had a good time, and when they came back from the lotus pond, they were thinking about fireworks again.
"Okay, Brother Meng and the others are also outside, let's put it together."
Lin Qingluo's eyes lit up, she stood up happily, and let her two younger brothers drag her out of the bamboo house.
On the grass outside the bamboo house, there are more than a dozen large round tables.
The table is full of melons, fruits, pears and peaches, the food is fragrant and the wine is fragrant.
A group of Lin family members sat around the table, joking and amusing, enjoying the rare comfort.
Wang Meng, Shi Shi, Feng Yi, and Lin Yixuan were among them, all smiling happily.
The female relatives sat at another table, eating melon seeds and fruits, waiting for the banquet to begin.
Fengliu was next to A Ruhan, the two girls smiled sweetly and whispered together.
"Set off firecrackers, set off firecrackers."
"My sister said, let's set off firecrackers."
The two little ones ran in front of the brothers and cheered loudly with their young voices.
"Okay, set off firecrackers."
Lin Jinyang jumped up from the chair first, picked out a firecracker that he wanted, picked it up with a bamboo pole, and ran to the lotus pond.
"I'll get some core."
Not to be outdone, Lin Jinpeng took a lit mosquito coil and chased after him.
Lin Qingluo smiled, holding a little brother with one hand, and followed behind at a leisurely pace.
"Come on, let's set off the fireworks too."
The young men all came alive, got up from their chairs one after another, hugging bundles of fireworks, laughing and joking, chasing and playing in the direction of the lotus pond.
Zhen Guogong happily accompanied his old father to the lawn, seemingly disgusted, but in fact he was full of pampering.
"It's nice to be young, my son also wants to set off firecrackers."
Lin Xiaoyang pushed the wheelchair, and glanced enviously at the direction of the lotus pond.
"Forget it, you're in your early forties, what a shame to mess around with a bunch of brats."
Zhen Guogong blew his beard and stared, this time he really disliked him.
"My son has just turned forty."
Lin Xiaoyang touched his smooth chin, feeling a little hurt.
"hehe."
The old man listened to the music, stroked his beard and laughed.
*
The old man arrived, and the New Year's Eve family banquet officially started.
Mrs. Zhen Guogong, accompanied by Ye Xue'e and Mrs. Feng, also walked out of the bamboo house.
Feng Liu and Ah Ruhan got up to greet her, one left and one right supported her old man's arm, and they came to the dinner table and sat down.
The old lady looked at the two beautiful granddaughters-in-law, not to mention how happy she was, her smiling eyes narrowed.
"Crackling."
The firecrackers were lit, and the laughter of the teenagers came from the lotus pond, adding a cheerful atmosphere to the New Year's Eve dinner.
"You are young, you don't need to accompany me, an old woman, go play with Brother Yu and the others."
Mrs. Zhen Guogong's eyes were shining brightly, and she secretly winked at Fengliu, asking her to accompany Ah Ruhan to the lotus pond.
"Sister Ruhan, let's set off the fireworks too."
Feng Liu understood in a second, and pulled A Ruhan with a smile, and ran towards the lotus pond.
"Sister Fengliu, slow down."
A Ruhan hadn't reacted yet, she was already dragging her away, her delicate embroidered shoes almost stepped on her skirt.
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