Time-traveling hunk as wife

Chapter 239 Nostalgia for the New Year

On Dayu's New Year's Day, every family does not visit the house. The whole family is reunited, and the blessings and wealth are kept in their own homes.

Lu Ming specially prepared a lot of red envelopes, which contained copper coins and broken silver, and the amounts varied.

When it's time to watch the year, make dumplings and celebrate the New Year.

Dumplings stuffed with celery and pork symbolize hard work in the new year.

In Dayu, there is no pasta such as dumplings. Lu Ming gathered the whole family together early and taught everyone how to make dumplings.

And there are all kinds of candies wrapped in the dumplings, and anyone who eats candies can get a red envelope, no matter how much it is, it is auspicious.

Lin Han found Xiao Yixuan who was pestering Achang in the courtyard of the poisonous grandmother's west wing.

I saw Xiao Yixuan lying in Achang's arms, patting his pale cheeks with his small hands.

"Achang, Achang, my father said that we are eating dumplings again today, and that the dumplings are delicious. Are you happy?"

Achang sat there dumbly, his black eyes were all dazed and ignorant, his pale face showed no expression, and he said in a stuttering voice, "Open...Happy, what is it?"

Little Yixuan wrung his fingers, thought hard, found this problem, and completely turned his head, so he pouted, put his arms around Achang's neck and said, "Happy, Yixuan is happy right now, he wants to eat dumplings to be happy, giggling."

Children are carefree. They don't know why they were sad in the last quarter of an hour, and they don't know why they are happy in the next moment.

The poisonous grandma was still dressed in black, but the black veil she wore on her face all year round was gone, revealing a pretty face, as transparent and delicate as ice and snow, but extremely evil.

With a faint smile in his eyes, he watched Achang and Xiao Yixuan.

Lin Han felt bursts of warmth flowing from the bottom of his heart, and the corner of his mouth couldn't help but smile.

"Yixuan, your father said that you can eat dumplings."

The servants, those who are close to home, have been sent home by Lu Ming long ago, and those who are far away from home have been rewarded with silver for the New Year.

The rest of the people sat around a table, served wine orders, ate dumplings, played games, and distributed bonus packets.

After going crazy for half the night, Lu Ming lay on the bedside, opened the window, looked at the sky full of stars, the wine glass in his hand was shaking, and the aroma of wine was overflowing.

After a while, a very familiar footsteps came from far and near.

Immediately afterwards, a warm shirt was draped over Lu Ming's body. Lin Han sat beside him and whispered, "Night Breeze, be careful of catching a cold."

Lu Ming grabbed Lin Han's hand and rubbed it on his cheeks, his cheeks were flushed with alcohol.

"Daughter-in-law, do you think that the moons from ancient times to the present are all in the same round?"

Lin Han looked at the bright moon, rubbed Lu Ming's hair, saw the melancholy in his eyes, and said with a little distress: "Of course it is the same bright moon, which has never changed since ancient times."

"Daughter-in-law, I miss home, the city where I was born and raised, and the busy traffic."

Perhaps it was the alcohol that made Lu Ming vent his deep nostalgia.

Her voice was choked with undisguised sobs, and the moon in front of her eyes gradually blurred.

Lin Han felt the pain from the needle, hugged him in his arms, patted his back, and murmured in a low voice like trying to coax a child: "If you want to cry, just cry, cry hard."

No one can understand Lu Ming's heart better than Lin Han, even though there is family, lover, and belonging here.

But every time he wakes up from a dream at midnight, Lu Ming would stare out the window blankly, his eyes filled with bewildered bewilderment.

Perhaps it was the will of the gods, Lu Ming's arrival was very illusory, and the illusory Lin Han could hardly believe it.

He didn't dare to let go of his hand for a moment, fearing that the next moment, this person would disappear into the sky and never be seen again.