From now on, the actor Daddy's ancient costume will become popular all over the Internet

Chapter 270
On New Year's Eve, Huan was woken up by the sound of firecrackers, and she opened the window curiously.

In the kitchen, Wen Lanxin was also busy. Song Qianming and Song Qianxian also got up to help after listening to the sound. Xiaocheng had the habit of having a family reunion dinner in the morning. The whole family didn't feel tired when they were busy together. Instead, they enjoyed themselves happily.

Song Qianming and Song Qianxian didn't know how to cook, so let them chop the vegetables and peel the garlic. Not to mention that they cut the garlic one by one, it was pretty good, and the garlic was peeled in a short time.

After a while, Youhuan also washed up and came out. There was nothing she could do, so she took a video with her mobile phone. The atmosphere of the Chinese New Year was very warm under her lens.

Many of the dishes were prepared yesterday, so after a while, Wen Lanxin brought out dishes one by one, filling the entire table.

"Dinner is ready! Old man, hurry up and take out the wine brought by Qianxian."

"Wait, I want to take a family portrait." Youhuan put the phone on the bracket, and the family took a group photo around a large table, smiling very happily.

"Cheers!" The four adults had wine in their glasses, and You Huan had orange juice. She almost lost her eyes laughing. She felt that she was the happiest child in the world right now.

"I wish youhuan more happiness in the next year!"

"I wish Qianxian a better and better business in the next year!"

"Zhu Qianming will become more and more popular next year, and he will shoot more good works." Wen Lanxin blessed the past one by one, and there is no tradition in the family that only the children wish the adults first, so how happy you are.

So You Huan followed suit, took the orange juice to the table and went to toast with them one by one.

"May the great ancestor be healthy and never die."

"I wish Zuzu good health and never die."

Gu Honglin laughed heartily: "Then your Zuzu and I will become old monsters."

"I see that other children are blessed like this. Anyway, Dazu and Zuzu must be healthy and healthy." You Huan said with his head tilted.

Then he went to toast with her uncle and father: "I wish uncle and father a better career."

"cheers!"

Song Qianxian joked with her: "It seems that uncle will be sorry for your blessing if he doesn't become the richest man."

"Father will also strive to make more good movies and win awards next year." Song Qianming raised his head and finished the wine in the glass, jokingly, this is his daughter's respect for him.

After the reunion dinner, they started playing mahjong. Anyway, they couldn't go out during the two days of Chinese New Year, so they had to find some activities by themselves.

Wen Lanxin was the first to embrace You Huan in her arms: "The children are lucky, help Zuzu draw cards to win money."

"Okay, help Zuzu win a lot." Youhuan was full of energy.

Song Qian pretended to be pitiful: "Then what about Dad?"

Youhuan chuckled: "Father, it's okay if you lose more."

Song Qianming pretended to be sad: "Little thing without conscience."

You Huan won't be fooled by him, and Dad won't be angry with her!
The whole family didn't feel that playing a game of mahjong would lead to bad luck, and they were just playing for fun. It happened once a year, so it was no big deal.

Perhaps it was really because of the good luck with the child in her arms, Wen Lanxin has been messing around today.

"Blooming on the bar, hahahaha..." Wen Lanxin smiled happily, and then kissed Youhuan, "It's really my little lucky star."

The other three are almost autistic, but seeing the two of them so happy, what can they do?

The four of them played until the end of the game in the afternoon, and the three of them lost very little cash.

Wen Lanxin didn't count, and put all of them in Youhuan's arms: "Give us Youhuan as lucky money."

Youhuan, who has received red envelopes many times, did not refuse, because she knew that today was a special day, and adults would give red envelopes to children.

She was as happy as a sneaky kitten, and then put them neatly in her small bag one by one.

"We Youhuan have become little rich women, how about borrowing some money from dad? Your ancestors have won all your dad's money." Song Qianming leaned over to look at her treasure.

"Father lied, you have a lot of money." Now this point is completely foolish, "I use this money."

Song Qianming asked curiously: "What are you going to use it for?"

"Go help other children. Last time the teachers took us to the orphanage. Many children my age were very poor. I want to use the money to help them."

"Won't you be reluctant?"

"Of course not." You Huan replied very seriously, "I have my father, uncle, grandparents, and grandparents. I am already very happy, and I don't lack for anything on weekdays. Abandoned, many are still sick, they need the money more than I do, I hope they get well soon."

"Good job." Song Qianming patted Youhuan's head appreciatively.

He and his eldest brother looked at each other, and couldn't help thinking of the past life. Compared with the children in these orphanages, those children who were displaced due to wars and party struggles in the previous life were really pitiful.

At least the children in this life are managed by the government and funded by caring people, but those children in the previous life are already happy to be able to live and grow up. Still not enough.

Society is so helpless, living in a good age and having a healthy body is better than anything else.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, they start to eat the second meal. The Chinese New Year is like this. The daytime is short. Many people only eat two meals a day in winter. Besides, they will have to make dumplings together later in the evening!

In fact, Xiaocheng didn't eat dumplings during Chinese New Year before, which means that they have been influenced by northern culture in recent years, so they should also take a look.

Gu Honglin made the noodles, Wen Lanxin rolled the skins, and Song Qianxian and Song Qianming came to make the dough, but except for Wen Lanxin, everyone was not familiar with it, so except for the few she taught them to make, the rest were a bit horrible.

At this time, Youhuan started her work as a videographer again, taking pictures of all the ugly dumplings made by her father and uncle, and then posted them on the Internet together with the photos of the reunion dinner taken in the morning.

For Chinese New Year, many celebrities will post the reunion dinner on the Internet, but Youhuan's is the most popular one, especially the last photo of dumplings, which is simply not ridiculous, which also triggered a craze for posting the dumplings they made themselves.

"It's Xiao Ming's bag at first glance, it's so ugly that you can't see it."

"Why do I feel that big brother Song Qianxian is also responsible for this?"

"The relationship between their brothers is really good. I didn't expect Song Qianxian to go to Song Qianming's grandpa and grandma's house to celebrate the New Year with Song Qianming."

"Am I the only one who sympathizes with Xiao Youhuan? You can only eat such ugly dumplings during the Chinese New Year."

"It's okay, there are still a few good-looking ones, for Song Qianming and Song Qianxian to eat their own bags."

"Look at the dumplings I made, come and eat if you are happy."

"Mine, and mine!"

Netizens laughed and commented that the New Year's Eve has passed without knowing it.

(End of this chapter)