Chapter 47
Grandmother had a hard time coming here yesterday, so Ning Qianqian is sure that she will not dare to come again in this short period of time.

Forsythia got up early in the morning and asked these little girls to mix the paste, brought a chair and put it at the door to paste the couplet.

The three girls used to be children of poor families, but they were resold and lived a life of ups and downs. They have always felt the atmosphere of other people's family's New Year's Eve. Now that they can celebrate the New Year by themselves, they are so excited.

The same is true for Forsythia and Poria. Five girls of similar ages got together and put up a couplet, and it took only one morning.

Mrs. Li didn't know if she had figured it out. When she went out of the room today, she didn't pay attention to the posture of the aunt and grandma of the rich family. She rolled up her sleeves and was busy with Ning Qianqian in the kitchen. Then Hou Yuetang was bored alone, loitering in Xuanzheng's room. After a while, while his mother Li was not paying attention, he ran out to post couplets and window grilles with Fu Ling and the others.

The window grilles were cut by myself, very ugly, but the girls were very satisfied, and carefully pasted them on the window one by one.

Ning Qianqian just thought it looked weird, but it wasn't easy to spoil their interest, so she let them stick it all over the window.

"Why don't you leave?" She came out of the kitchen, holding a piece of frozen tofu in her hand, and looked at the little girls standing on the stone steps in front of the door, smiling and watching, she couldn't help raising her brows, very rude asked.

Hearing her question, Xuan Zheng's handsome face showed surprise, "It's New Year's Eve, where are you going to drive me?"

"Isn't your ninth younger brother in the county, why don't you go celebrate the New Year with him?" Ning Qianqian thought of that charming young man who was so flirtatious.

"He has already gone to the state, Qianqian, you don't want me to go to the state at this time, do you?" He obviously walked over with a limp, but people still think that he is handsome and elegant It's like the white snow flying all over the sky.

Ning Qianqian retracted her gaze, and didn't bother to pay attention to him, she just said: "Forget it, you have to stay here, and then don't dislike this and that, our country is not as good as your city." After saying this, he went to work .

It's a shame to say that since she became Ning Qianqian, she hasn't visited the grave yet, so Ning Qianqian specially prepared a few extra dishes for the New Year's dinner.

While holding the wine cup and filling it into the basket, the memory of the former deity popped up in his mind for no reason.It's also Chinese New Year, but there are either potatoes or sweet potatoes on the table, with a little bit of meat, and her father keeps putting them in the bowls of the three sisters.

Her nose was a little sore, she was afraid that Mrs. Li would find out, so she hurriedly picked up the handkerchief and put it on the basket, picked up the food box and left the kitchen.

The little girls had already finished their troubles, and they were gathering together at the kitchen door to pick vegetables.

"You all be honest. I'll deliver New Year's dinner to dad, and I'll be back after the New Year's lights are lit." In her basket, besides the wine cup, there were also incense and paper candles.

"En." The two younger sisters agreed, Fu Ling was about to open her mouth to follow, but Xuan Zheng had already walked over, "I'll go with you."

Ning Qianqian glanced at his leg, but she didn't know what kind of person he was, it was so badly injured that he dared to get out of bed and walk within a few days, and his face remained unchanged.

When Xuan Zheng saw her looking at his legs, a warm feeling flowed through his heart, "I'm fine, you see." After finishing speaking, he deliberately limped around the yard twice.

"Brother Xuanzheng still looks as good as a god when he walks with a limp." Lianqiao couldn't help but sigh.

Hearing this, Ning Qianqian breathed a sigh of relief, she thought she was the only one who thought so!Now my younger sisters think the same way, it seems that I am not a nympho.

(End of this chapter)

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