After Mao Xiaoyu took Xiucaoer to meet the elders of the Zuo family, she wanted to go home.
Old man Zuo would not easily let them go back, and opened his mouth to stay: "It's Chinese New Year's Eve, don't go back to the community, I asked Hongming to take your friends over to join the New Year." ” "Old man, my friends are not used to them, and the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner is ready.
Tomorrow, tomorrow on the first day of the new year, I will bring them over to your old man's house to pay New Year's greetings. ” Old Man Zuo also forced him to stay: "Then you and Xiao Luo go back?"
” Mao Xiaoyu smiled: "My master is probably coming over today, and I have to pick him up." ” "It's okay, you take Xiucao'er around, and I'll say a few words to Xiao Luo."
"Okay."
Mao Xiaoyu led Xiucao'er to the staircase, and when he met Zuo's younger brother, he jumped out and shouted: "Eldest sister, where are you going to take this beautiful sister?"
” "Oh, walk around."
"Shall I show you the way?"
Little Brother Zuo looked at Xiu Cao'er with a smile.
Xiucao'er nodded politely and detachedly: This is Mao Xiaoyu's younger brother, and he is still a student in school.
"What kind of way, you play your way."
Mao Xiaoyu didn't appreciate it, pulled Xiucao'er downstairs, and said with a smile: "Although the weather is cold outside, there is a plum blossom in the garden, let's take a look." ” Xiucao'er Rourou: "Okay." ” Go to the back garden and pass by the kitchen.
Stepgrandma and Wei Qianqian are busy.
For the Chinese New Year, the cook at home is also on holiday.
Zuo family tradition, Chinese New Year's Eve dinner or do-it-yourself, rich food and clothing.
So the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law are busy, but there are two juniors who are working.
Zuo Zhenzhen was also there, and she saw Mao Xiaoyu and Xiucao'er with sharp eyes, and beckoned and smiled: "Sister Xiaoyu." ” Mao Xiaoyu walked over and glanced at the kitchen.
The cooking station was full of tonight's food, and she couldn't name a lot of it.
"Do you want my help?"
Mao Xiaoyu asked politely.
Her cooking skills are okay, but she doesn't want to participate, she just asks politely.
"Okay."
Zuo Zhenzhen was pleasantly surprised: "Sister Xiaoyu, come in."
Meatballs are being fried. ” Wei Qianqian glanced at Xiucao'er, but waved her hand: "No need."
Xiaoyu, you take Xiucao'er to play.
She scolded Zuo Zhenzhen again: "Zhenzhen, don't make trouble here." ” "Mom, I'm learning to cook Chinese New Year's Eve.
How can you drive me away?
Zuo Zhenzhen flattered her step-grandmother again: "Grandma, you have to teach me how to control the oil temperature." ” "Okay, no problem."
The granddaughter learned to cook, how to refuse.
However, the step-grandmother wanted a bowl of water and smiled kindly at Mao Xiaoyu: "Xiaoyu, you can try it too." ” “…… All right.
In the end, Mao Xiaoyu can't be too stubborn, and makes a look at Xiucao'er: "You go over there and wait for me." ” "Hmm."
Xiucao'er responded very well-behaved.
The kitchen is all from the Zuo family, she is an outsider, why bother to join in the fun?
What's more, making a Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, she has no reason to participate.
Tonight, the step-grandmother's two sons also brought their sons to the reunion year, and only the daughter got married and came over in the second year of junior high school.
There is a cousin of Mao Xiaoyu who accompanied Xiucaoer to sit idle as the owner.
Xiucaoer has also experienced a lot in the cake shop for most of the year, although she is still a little shy, but she can also cope with it easily.
As he was talking, he suddenly heard a scream of 'ah~' from the kitchen, followed by crying.
She hurried over.
The kitchen was a mess.
Zuo Zhenzhen's chest was full of hot oil, and she jumped her feet and cried out without an image: "It's so hot and painful, Mom, I'm dying of pain......"
"Don't move, don't move.
Quick, cold water.
Wei Qianqian pulled her distressedly and turned her head to yell.
The others hurriedly poured cold water on Zuo Zhenzhen in the hope of cooling down the hot oil, and some called an ambulance, and they were even more stunned.
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Only Mao Xiaoyu stood aside calmly and watched coldly.
"Sister Xiaoyu, what's going on?"
Xiucaoer asked by tugging at the corner of her clothes.
Mao Xiaoyu turned her head, shook her head and smiled: "It's nothing, she accidentally hit the stove." ” Who knows, Zuo Zhenzhen pointed at her with tears in her eyes and scolded: "It's you, it's you who deliberately knocked over the oil pot."
I saw it, and you did it on purpose. ” "Zuo Zhenzhen, the accusation is about evidence."
Mao Xiaoyu was cold: "But you are in control of the oil pot, why did I overturn it?"
” "It's you, it's you anyway."
Zuo Zhenzhen can't say what she is suffering.
She was going to fry meatballs, and she also called Mao Xiaoyu over to drain the oil.
She deliberately raised her hand to touch the pot, and the tilt direction of the oil pot was Mao Xiaoyu's, but she didn't know what was going on, and turned it upside down towards her chest, which made her hot and painful.
"Don't be busy throwing the pot, save some effort to see a doctor."
Mao Xiaoyu exited the kitchen.
There was such a big commotion in the kitchen, and Old Man Zuo and Luo Bo both went downstairs to inquire.
Fortunately, it was winter, and Zuo Zhenzhen was wearing a slim-fitting cashmere sweater, although it was also hot to death, but it was not to the point of destroying her skin.
But it's enough to choke.
Zuo Zhenzhen cried and got into the ambulance to go to the hospital for a professional examination, and pointed at Mao Xiaoyu and scolded before leaving: "You wait and see!"
” Mao Xiaoyu gave her a roll of the eye.
Naturally, Old Man Zuo asked one by one.
Everyone in the kitchen at the time testified that the two sisters were preparing croquettes, but for some reason, they were talking clearly, but suddenly the oil pan turned over.
What the facts are, as long as Zuo Zhenzhen and Mao Xiaoyu know best.
Zuo Zhenzhen accused Mao Xiaoyu, but Mao Xiaoyu denied it.
Either it was an accident, or one of them lied.
Old Man Zuo was very angry.
It's the New Year, and you won't let him worry?
Forget it, what's the matter, wait for the New Year.
The Zuo family returned to normal order.
But Mao Xiaoyu couldn't stay any longer, she said goodbye to Old Man Zuo, lied that she was going to pick up Master at the airport, and said that she would come to the reunion at seven o'clock in the evening.
Old man Zuo let him go.
All the way back to the community in silence, Yang Lanlan and Hu Qing were posting big blessing words outside the door.
They didn't post couplets because it wasn't their home.
But in the end, there must be a little joy in the New Year, right?
I only bought a blessing meaning meaning.
In the room, Mao Xiaoyu was calling Mao Laojiu, and Luo Bo came in quietly.
"What?
Master, you're not kidding, are you?
Can't find your ticket?
How can it be?
Mao Xiaoyu exclaimed.
Mao Laojiu had a bitter face: "I really can't find it."
I searched all the houses with your sister and couldn't find it.
I want to book it again, but I don't have a ticket to return to China at all.
Of course, there are tickets for the second year of junior high school. ” "Then book the second year of junior high school."
"Okay, I'll call you when I'm done.
By the way, you're going to keep the New Year tonight, right?
How about I have a video chat then?
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” Mao Xiaoyu agreed: "Yes."
However, I'm in the Zuojia reunion at night, can you wait for me to return to my temporary residence and start the video?
” Mao Laojiu was suspicious: "You don't want me to know the Zuo family?"
” "It doesn't matter if the Zuo family knows each other or not.
Anyway, I won't have much to do with them in the future. ” "So?"
Mao Laojiu actually had a lot of questions, but he didn't say it, but rejoiced: "Xiaoyu, you have a bumper harvest of New Year's money this year." ”