Actor: My Entertainment Era

This year is not thirty, the twenty-nine is New Year’s Eve.

The couple left Beijing and arrived in Jiangxi on the 27th, and returned home to Luling that night.

As soon as her mother saw the two of them coming back, she blamed Zhang Yuanjun, "Our family is so poor? Yifei's down jacket is already like this, and you don't even want to change it."

Zhang Yuanjun glanced at Liu Yifei: "I just told you to change it to another one."

Liu Yifei was wearing her maroon down jacket today. She smiled and said, "It's okay. I've been wearing this dress for several years. It's close-fitting and warm."

Zhang Yuanjun said: "Is there still food to eat? I haven't had anything to eat since I got off the plane in Hongdu."

Liu Yifei said: "Is it because I don't give you food? It's you who said that you want to keep your stomach and go home to eat the food cooked by your mother. You deserve to starve to death."

This was very helpful to Mother Zhang, and she smiled and said, "I've left some food for you. You go up and pack your luggage first, and I'll just heat it up." Mother Zhang only cooks at home during the Chinese New Year.

"Where are those two?" Zhang Yuanjun asked.

"There are thorns on the stools at home. It's all your dad's fault. They couldn't sit down after dinner, so they all left." Zhang's mother said.

"If I hadn't come back in the evening, you would have gone out to play mahjong." Zhang Yuanjun said.

Mother Zhang smiled and did not deny it: "Hurry up and clean up, my food will be heated up soon."

The couple dragged their suitcases upstairs and went back to their room to pack.

Ten minutes later, the two went downstairs to eat.

Although she knew that the two of them could not eat more due to professional reasons, Zhang's mother still said: "It's not enough for a day or two, and we won't let people eat well during the Chinese New Year."

But Liu Yifei still only took a small bite of rice. She really couldn't eat more.

"If you don't want to eat, then eat more food."

Zhang Yuanjun, on the other hand, shouted that he wanted to lose weight and control his weight. After finishing a bowl of rice, he put down his chopsticks. Zhang's mother said: "There is only a little beef left, finish it."

Zhang Yuanjun smacked his lips, that plate of beef was indeed delicious: "Eat another half bowl."

Filled another half bowl of rice.

"Drink the soup, the mushrooms I brought here specially. Yifei will also drink a bowl."

"This is the only amount of rice left. Any leftover would be a waste." Zhang Yuanjun added half a bowl of rice to his bowl.

Zhang Yuanjun moved his chopsticks again, while Liu Yifei sipped the soup and smiled with her mother-in-law: "I just like to watch him eat, it tastes delicious."

Zhang's mother also responded: "He has been like this since he was a child, snoring, just like I abused him by not giving him food."

Zhang Yuanjun didn't care. He had heard this kind of talk too much since he was a child. He said while eating: "I'm tired, I need to make up for it."

Zhang's mother said: "Why are you tired? I haven't filmed for a whole year this year, and getting married will make you tired."

Zhang Yuanjun finished his meal and took a deep breath: "The food at home still smells good."

"It feels like I haven't eaten in eight lifetimes." Zhang's mother stood up and put away the dishes.

Liu Yifei also stood up to help clean up, but Zhang's mother stopped her and said, "Just leave it alone, I'll do it."

"It's okay, we work at home too."

Zhang’s mother smiled and said, “I can’t bear to have such a beautiful daughter-in-law work for me.”

Liu Yifei was ashamed, but she still helped put the dishes and chopsticks into the kitchen. As for washing the dishes, Zhang's mother strictly forbade her to do it.

Mother Zhang was washing dishes in the kitchen, and her new daughter-in-law was neither standing nor sitting. It’s unjustifiable not to help, so help me, but my mother-in-law won’t let me.

Zhang Yuanjun smiled and said: "Come and sit down, you won't feel comfortable if I don't let you work, right?"

Liu Yifei quickly walked to her husband and sat down: "It seems impolite not to help with something."

"You've already married in, why are you still so raw?" Zhang Yuanjun said with a smile.

Just as he was talking, the sister-in-law came in pushing a stroller: "It's really cold outside." Seeing the two of them, she said, "You're back?"

Liu Yifei took Zhang Xu out of the stroller and put her on her lap: "Do you still recognize me?"

Zhang Xu is almost 1 year old and has been weaned. She is sitting on Liu Yifei's lap, sucking her pacifier and looking at her. "You hold me for a while while I go to the toilet." Li Ying said.

"This is uncle, I am aunt." Liu Yifei held Zhang Xu's hand and gestured.

But the little girl looked at her uncle and then her aunt, but she still couldn't scream.

"Can you give me this?" Zhang Yuanjun couldn't help but take out Zhang Xu's pacifier.

This time it was broken. The little girl became anxious and moved around on Liu Yifei's legs. She grabbed Zhang Yuanjun with both hands and screamed indiscriminately.

Mother Zhang came out after washing the dishes and said, "Don't tease her." She took her granddaughter from Liu Yifei's hand and said, "Grandma, hold her, uncle is so bad, he snatched our baby's pacifier."

Taking the pacifier from Zhang Yuanjun and giving it back to Zhang Xu, Zhang's mother smiled and said, "You have a bad temper. If you don't do anything right, you'll jump in a hurry."

The next day, Liu Yifei got up just after 7 o'clock. After washing herself, she woke up Zhang Yuanjun.

"It's only half past seven. Get up as soon as you get up. Why are you making trouble for me?" Zhang Yuanjun also refused, "My mother didn't get up earlier than you."

Liu Yifei said: "You said you wanted to take me shopping last night."

"What's the point of visiting a place with a big butt?" Zhang Yuanjun immediately regretted it.

Zhang Yuanjun ignored her, and Liu Yifei changed her clothes and started running alone in the community.

When she came back, she heard Zhang Yuanying shouting as soon as she entered the door: "We will start when Yifei comes back."

"Start with what?" Liu Yifei smiled.

"Let's play mahjong." Zhang Yuanying said, "Dad doesn't want to play with us, so it's just the four of us."

"You ask the boss to fight, but I can't do it." Liu Yifei still hasn't learned how to play mahjong.

"Don't worry, I will definitely teach you during the New Year." Zhang Yuanying pulled Liu Yifei to sit down.

Zhang Yuanjun said: "You know how to bully others. I will throw three thousand yuan on the table and you will divide it up."

"Why do you make so much money a year?" Zhang Yuanying said. "It's better to lose to us than to outsiders."

Liu Yifei was pushed out of the game, but luckily she had her boss on the side to guide her, which made her sister-in-law dissatisfied: "It's you or she who plays. You have seen my cards and then come to teach Yifei, I can't even play good cards."

The next day was New Year's Eve, and the family got busy in the morning.

The main meal is in the afternoon, so the meal at noon is relatively simple. After lunch, I started posting couplets. It’s already 2013, and the Zhang family still writes them.

Even Zhang Yuanjun, the main writer, was not happy: "It's so convenient to pay ten yuan a picture outside, but I have to write it."

"You're not willing to write these two pieces in one year." Zhang's mother scolded, "Hurry up and post it with the boss when you're done."

Zhang Yuanjun searched for several elegant Spring Festival couplets on the Internet, wrote them in gold ink, and posted them with his elder brother on a ladder.

At 4:30 p.m., dinner begins.

"Eating so early?" Liu Yifei asked quietly.

"It's all like this." Zhang Yuanjun said with a smile, "I'm either eating during the Chinese New Year or on the way to eat."

It’s rare this year that everyone in the Zhang family celebrates the New Year together. Zhang’s father raised a toast: “Come on, it’s rare that everyone is back this year, let’s have a drink.”

Everyone raised their glasses.

Father Zhang added: "The second brother will find an uncle to come back next year."

"dad!"

Zhang's mother smiled and said: "Don't laugh at our second brother, our second brother will bring back the best boyfriend next year."

"The third child will add another person to the family next year."

Liu Yifei smiled.

The family's wine glasses clinked together, and even Zhang Xu, who was sitting in the stroller, had a bottle of milk powder to drink. (End of chapter)