New Year's Eve was the most important day of the year for Hua Xia. No matter where she was or whether she could return home, she would always do something meaningful on this special day. During the years when Xiao Zheng was overseas, he would eat hotpot with Houzi, Siyan, and the others on New Year's Eve every year and play all night. If he had the leisure time, he would also turn on the TV to watch the Spring Festival Gala. Even if Ma Choi Jun and the others strongly requested to change the channel —
But no matter what, the New Year's Eve in the past years was always lively and had a festive atmosphere. Although there was no complete family to celebrate this special festival, at least setting off firecrackers and changing cups could dilute the yearning for family to some extent.
This year's New Year's Eve could be said to be the least lively but most meaningful New Year's Eve in Xiao Zheng's life.
There were not many people, only three men and one woman. There were two nuns and a mute who could talk. Except for him, none of them could liven up the atmosphere. This made Xiao Zheng smell a trace of family, but more than that, he felt uneasy about this New Year's Eve dinner.
Holding a broom and clearing the fallen leaves on the back mountain, he said to Lin Huayin, who was sitting on the stone steps and resting, "Old Lin, your attitude needs to be improved. This is not Xin Ao, nor is it Mingzhu. We should show the awareness of a guest. You can't always keep a straight face and look like everyone owes you money. "
Lin Huayin glanced at Xiao Zheng with a calm expression. "You asked me to come."
"If you put it that way, it's not interesting." Xiao Zheng made a beautiful sweeping move, sweeping the fallen leaves on the slope down the cliff, and turned back to speak to Lin Huayin. "It's true that I took the initiative to come here for the New Year. But why did I come? Isn't it because I want you to eat and chat with my mother-in-law? After all, she is your closest relative. You can't blame her for the rest of your life, can you? Besides, my mother-in-law just said something to me, and I think it makes a lot of sense. "
Lin Huayin looked at the snow in the distance without any interest, neither responding nor asking. She was as quiet as an ice goddess. If not for the fact that he was still breathing, he would have been mistaken for a snowman.
"If one person is guilty, everyone else is an accomplice," Xiao Zheng said with a smug expression. "It means that if one person makes a mistake, everyone is to blame. Don't always use what happened in the past to make a fuss. Once or twice is a character, but too many times will make you seem pretentious. "
Lin Huayin raised her eyes and glared at Xiao Zheng. "A bowl of soup bought you over?"
"There are also two plain lion heads. I don't even know what kind of steamed vegetables are made of. "Xiao Zheng's eyes lit up. "It's not an exaggeration to say that my mother-in-law's culinary skills are out of this world."
While saying that, he picked up the broom and imitated the senior monk on the hillside. Then he put his palms together and said, "Female Benefactor, this poor monk is hungry. Let's go to New Year's Eve dinner?"
The environment here was quiet and secluded. In the distance was the boundless blue sky, and close by was the snow-capped mountain wrapped in silver. Compared to the big cities with tall buildings, Lin Huayin's tense nerves were also relieved, and her mood was relatively lively. She stood up and said, "If you're so interested, how about I get Uncle Bai to shave your head and consecrate you?"
"How can I do that?" Xiao Zheng threw away the broom and said proudly. "If I were to become a monk, wouldn't you become a widow? No way, no way. Even if I can suffer, I can't harm you. "
"It's fine." Lin Huayin said lightly. "I'll add some money to your allowance every year."
Xiao Zheng rolled his eyes and gritted his teeth. "Do you believe that I won't throw you down the mountain if you continue to tease me?"
Lin Huayin didn't say anything and strolled into the temple.
When the two returned to the temple, Li Jing and Ye Yuhua had already prepared a table full of food. There were three to four types of steamed dishes, seven to eight plates of stir-fried and cold dishes, two hot pots, and a pot of thick soup. It was extremely sumptuous, and could be considered as a high-standard New Year's Eve dinner.
As soon as the two entered the dining hall, Li Jing smiled and invited them to take a seat. "Miss, Xiao Zheng, come and sit. You can eat after you light the incense. "
"Light incense?" Xiao Zheng was about to sit down, but he stood up and asked. "Light incense for Bodhisattva?"
"Yes." Li Jing nodded with a Smile.
"I'll light incense as well." Xiao Zheng rubbed his hands and grinned. "I'll also make a wish."
"What wish?" Ye Yuhua took out the incense and smiled.
"I've prayed for the country to be prosperous and the people to be at peace, so that I can find a good wife." Xiao Zheng smiled. "Although we can't say that the world is at peace, our Hua Xia is also having good weather. As for the latter, I've also succeeded. Naturally, I have to make a wish. "
Ye Yuhua smiled and nodded. She handed a stick of incense to Xiao Zheng, then looked at Lin Huayin and took out another stick of incense.
"Old Lin. Don't you want the company to grow bigger and the business to be smooth? "Xiao Zheng asked jokingly.
Lin Huayin did not say anything. She took the stick of incense from Ye Yuhua and lit it. Then, she faced the Bodhisattva, prayed, burned the incense, and bowed.
On the other hand, Xiao Zheng was kneeling on the cattail hassock. His professional and exaggerated posture made him almost prostrate himself on the ground. He mumbled, "Bodhisattva, oh Bodhisattva, may you bless me with a long life, a house full of children and grandchildren, so much money that I can't spend it all, and my life will get better and better …"
After the group of people had lit the incense, they returned to the dining hall, sat down, and started eating. Monks did not lie, and they also abstained from eating meat and alcohol. Therefore, although Ye Yuhua had prepared a large table of good dishes, there was no wine to send the dishes, which was a small pity. Xiao Zheng, who had been hungry for a whole day, came to the table and swept away everything. Lin Huayin was also hungry. Although she was not as crazy as Xiao Zheng, her chopsticks did not stop. In less than a quarter of an hour, there were three or four empty plates on the table. The speed was quite amazing.
Ye Yuhua paid attention to the color of the dishes, and the taste was also light. Because there was no wine to go with the dishes, if the taste of the dishes was heavy, it was inevitable that they would have to eat the dishes with rice, and they would be full in a short time.
Xiao Zheng had not tasted Ye Yuhua's cooking. As her daughter, when had Lin Huayin ever tasted it? According to the gossip of Lin Xiaozhu, Lin Huayin had not even eaten a wet nurse a few times. She was all fed by milk powder and nutrition. Presumably, Ye Yuhua was busy with work and rarely accompanied her at home.
Xiao Zheng ate the dishes, but his mouth was not idle. He asked curiously, "Mother-in-law, I see that this mountain is deserted. Not to mention electricity, there is not even a shadow of a person. Where did you get all the food and drinks you usually use? "
Along the way, Xiao Zheng only saw a large piece of barren forest. It was hard to imagine where the table full of dishes was found. And what about the food that they usually used?
"There is a vegetable garden in the back of the mountain. Some of the common fruits and vegetables can be self-sufficient. As for the food, oil, and salt, we will have to trouble Ah Jing to go down the mountain to buy them. There are only two of us, and the consumption is not that big. One purchase can use up to half a year. "Ye Yuhua elegantly ate a plate of stir-fried cabbage in front of the table and smiled.
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