All of a sudden, LAN qinsong opens his mouth again. He looks at Fu Zhiran. His eyes are not as serious as before. He has more kindness from his elders.

Fu Zhiran didn't quite adapt, and then he nodded, "I'll help."

Then she reached out and picked up a piece of dumpling skin and began to make dumplings. She used to learn how to make dumplings from her mother. She had no chance to enter the kitchen in Rong's family for five years, so now she is a little strange.

But after two operations, you will be proficient again.

Watching Fu Zhiran put the dumplings on the table one by one, old man Lan said with a smile: "I remember that the child can't do any housework from childhood to adulthood."

"It's not all Tong fenyue's favorite." LAN qinsong takes advantage of Tong fenyue's absence. After criticizing her, he looks at the kitchen door.

Just as Tong fenyue came out of the kitchen and heard what he said, she said coldly: "what's wrong with my pet? Our women don't have to do anything. "

She took the boiled dumplings, went to Fu Zhiran and put them down, "Xiao ran, eat while it's hot."

Fu Zhiran nodded, put down a dumpling, wiped his hand, and then picked up chopsticks to eat dumplings.

The opposite LAN qinsong looked at her bowl and asked, "do you want to add some vinegar?"

"Well Fu Zhiran was stunned and looked up at LAN qinsong in surprise.

There was a gentle smile in his eyes.

In a flash, Fu Zhiran's mind even flashed her father had looked at her eyes, is also so warm and kind.

Leng for a long time, she returned to God, even this killed her father's enemy and her father thought to go together, Fu Zhiran in the heart remorse, bowed his head and shook, "no... no need."

Can't get along with LAN qinsong, even if it's acting, she can't do it. Fu Zhiran finished the dumplings and went upstairs to code on the ground of a little headache.

But absent-minded, did not write a few words, LAN Jingyan and LAN Jingzhou came back, new year's Eve dinner began.

The sound of firecrackers in the courtyard hasn't stopped since she got up. Now many people begin to eat new year's Eve dinner, and the sound of firecrackers like thunder is even doubled.

"We haven't had so many people at New Year's Eve dinner together for a long time."

Looking at a table of people, Tong fenyue was really happy, holding a wine bottle and said: "today, I want to have two good drinks."

"You can pull it down." LAN qinsong gives Tong fenyue a cold look, but she doesn't dare to stop her.

Looking at Tong fenyue pouring wine into her own cup, master LAN thought that she had to pour wine for Fu Zhiran, and quickly said, "Xiao ran can't drink."

She can't drink? Why?

Master LAN's tense tone makes Fu Zhiran puzzled. She turns to see LAN Jingyan. What's the situation?

LAN Jingyan smiles, enigmatic, even more intriguing Fu Zhiran's curiosity, but she can wait until she returns to her room after dinner.

"The commissar has sent a package. Do you want to bring it in now?"

After eating for a while, the servant suddenly came in and said there was a package of LAN qinsong.

LAN qinsong waved his hand, "let's put it there. I'll take it apart after dinner."

Hearing the package, Tong fenyue suddenly thought of something and looked at LAN Jingyan, "by the way, why do you want to buy so many blueberries and that little white lotus book?"

LAN Jingyan heard the speech pause for a while, then remembered, not anxious not slow way: "their company gave us household toilet paper."