funbook-pk Chapter 75 Kowtowing Three Times on New Year's Eve
Chapter 75 Kowtowing Three Times on New Year's Eve
Chapter 75 Kowtowing on New Year's Eve (Seeking first subscription, 12-chapter update mode activated)
Time flies, and it's already the end of 94.
The Spring Festival is approaching.
The days when Chen Lang and Liu Yifei followed Yao Beina on tour have finally come to an end.
Every household has started preparing for the New Year, and the whole courtyard is filled with the festive atmosphere.
night.
The family had just finished eating.
Liu Xiaoli and her grandmother were cleaning up the dishes in the kitchen.
Chen Lang and Liu Yifei were watching TV on the sofa in the living room.
The TV is showing an animated series, Black Cat Detective.
Liu Yifei watched with great interest.
Chen Lang, however, seemed somewhat distracted.
He felt that Liu Yifei was acting a little strange tonight.
I've been secretly glancing at him ever since we started eating.
He looked like he had something to say but didn't know how to start.
Chen Lang turned off the TV.
"Let's go play in the music room for a while."
Liu Yifei immediately stood up from the sofa, looking eager to get started.
The two people went into the music room next door.
Chen Lang sat behind the drum set, playing the drums idly.
Liu Yifei then moved a small stool and sat down next to him.
She rested her chin on her hands, looked at Chen Lang, and remained silent.
Chen Lang felt a little uneasy under her gaze, so he put down his drumsticks and asked her a question.
"What are you trying to say?"
Liu Yifei bit her lip and asked in a low voice.
"Langlang, when are you going to write a new song?"
Chen Lang was taken aback.
"What's wrong? Want to sing a new song?"
Liu Yifei quickly shook his head and waved his hands.
No, no.
"Sisters, this song is pretty good. It's okay to sing it occasionally."
"But—singing every day, everywhere, gets a bit annoying."
She pouted and began to complain.
"Starting from the winter vacation, we followed Sister Bella to perform everywhere."
"You can't sing with me anyway."
"We can't go out on weekends, and we don't even have time to watch TV."
"I didn't even see the finale of Black Cat Detective last time."
Chen Lang almost burst out laughing when he heard her words.
Black Cat Detective?
That thing has no grand ending whatsoever.
After watching the next episode, there will be no more episodes.
However, he also understood that the little girl had gotten tired of playing and was starting to find it boring.
Also.
It can be very easy for an eight-year-old to get bored doing the same thing over and over again.
Chen Lang looked at her and smiled.
"so what?"
Liu Yifei pounced on his lap and looked up at him.
"So, write another new song for Sister Beina."
"Write a song that she sings alone."
"That way, she won't have to drag me along every time she goes to a performance."
"Then we can watch TV at home."
Chen Lang was both amused and exasperated after hearing this.
This reason is truly—simple and unpretentious.
He looked at Liu Yifei's expectant face, smiled, rubbed her forehead, and nodded.
"OK."
"I'll write after the New Year."
Upon receiving Chen Lang's assurance, Liu Yifei immediately smiled with satisfaction.
The little bit of irritation in my heart was swept away.
She took Chen Lang's hand and began chattering away, planning her New Year's arrangements.
"Let's put up the Spring Festival couplets tomorrow."
"And there are paper-cut window decorations; I saw that Grandma has already cut them all."
"We also need to buy lots and lots of firecrackers, the kind we throw!"
"And sparklers! I want to buy so many!"
Seeing her excited expression, Chen Lang smiled and agreed to everything.
Children's anticipation for the Lunar New Year is always so pure.
The next day was New Year's Eve.
The house was bustling with activity early in the morning.
Grandpa took out the Spring Festival couplets he had written long ago and pasted them on the front door and the room doors, making them bright red and festive.
Liu Xiaoli and her grandmother directed the two children to do a thorough cleaning.
Wipe the table, sweep the floor, and tidy the room.
Liu Yifei was running around with a rag, looking very busy, but actually he wasn't doing anything.
Chen Lang wiped down the two large cabinets in his room and then went to the music room to maintain the instruments.
After a busy morning, the house looks brand new.
In the afternoon, the family began preparing the New Year's Eve dinner.
The dishes on the table are very characteristic of Wuhan.
Pork rib and lotus root soup is an indispensable dish for Chinese New Year every year.
There's also braised Wuchang fish, which symbolizes abundance year after year.
My maternal grandmother is from Harbin, but she has lived in Wuhan for over twenty years, and her eating habits have long since become integrated with those of her.
However, in addition to these Wuhan dishes, there was also a plate of steaming dumplings on the table.
It's filled with sauerkraut and pork.
Since Chen Lang arrived, even though Liu Xiaoli and An Shaokang are living separately, the house no longer feels deserted during the Spring Festival.
An Shaokang came by in the morning.
He was carrying large bags of New Year's goods, including fruit and nutritional supplements.
They also gave each of the two children a thick red envelope.
Since the National Day performance, An Shaokang has been visiting our home much more often.
His relationship with Liu Xiaoli also became much more peaceful.
They seem more like a pair of friends who have been separated for many years, but can still sit down and chat for the sake of their child.
On one occasion, Chen Lang overheard them talking in the living room.
An Shaokang said that a colleague at work introduced him to a potential partner, a teacher from the neighboring university, and they both felt good about each other.
Liu Xiaoli listened, but still had a smile on her face.
"fine."
"You should also start thinking about your own affairs."
An Shaokang looked at her and offered a word of advice.
"And you? You should think about yourself too."
Liu Xiaoli shook her head.
"I don't want to think that much."
"My two children are still young, and I'm quite content with them being with me."
"Besides, my Langlang is so promising, sensible and filial, I won't be afraid of being without support in the future."
An Shaokang didn't say anything more; he knew Liu Xiaoli's temper.
This family, from the oldest to the youngest, are all stubborn mules at heart.
Once someone has made up their mind, nothing can change it.
After An Shaokang left.
Chen Lang immediately pulled Liu Yifei and ran to Liu Xiaoli's side.
He was worried that his mother would be sad.
Liu Xiaoli smiled as she looked at the two children's nervous expressions.
She stretched out her arms and hugged the two children tightly.
"What Mom just said is all true."
"With the two of you, Mom has everything she needs."
Chen Lang buried his head in Liu Xiaoli's arms and rubbed against her.
"Mom, I will earn lots and lots of money in the future."
"I'll buy you a big house, beautiful clothes, and the best life."
Hearing her son's innocent promise, Liu Xiaoli felt both warm and tender inside.
She bent down and kissed each of her two children on the forehead.
In the afternoon, Yao Feng and his family also arrived.
They delivered some New Year's goods and also took a few cartons of specially supplied cigarettes and alcohol from Chen Lang's house, which were sent by Shen Jingfang's work unit.
As dusk fell.
A sumptuous New Year's Eve dinner was laid out on the entire table.
The family sat together, with the news broadcast on TV.
After the New Year's Eve dinner, it's time for the part the children are most looking forward to.
Chen Lang led Liu Yifei out of the kitchen, each carrying an enamel basin.
They placed the object in front of their grandparents, who were sitting upright in chairs, and began to kowtow repeatedly.
It was both loud and crisp.
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