Chinese New year, this is a big deal.

It is not only when the family is reunited, but also has a whole set of etiquette rules.

There are days and rules when to post Spring Festival couplets and when to welcome the God of Wealth.

Ye Jiao did not pay attention to these in the past, but this time Liu let her take care of the affairs of the house as a whole, and the little ginseng naturally had to write it down carefully in order to do the same thing properly.

Compared with previous years, this year will be more grand.

Not only because the three Qi brothers have made achievements in the past year, but also because they have to make a wish for their three children in the coming year.

Dalang's Chuang Tzu, Jiro's shop, Saburo's will try, everything is a big deal, must not be careless.

And soon Qi Yun will take Qi Ming to Beijing. I'm afraid we won't be able to see each other every day like now, so Liu thought of taking them to the ancestral temple to pay homage.

Even if the ancestors split up, but the children and grandchildren will not divide the ancestors, there are still ancestral halls.

Before the seven uncle pulse in Qi Fu here hit the wall, others also know that they have the emperor behind them, naturally no one will stop, went with great fanfare, before those cold words this time did not say a word.

The seventh uncle even hid in the house and did not come out at all, so it was pure to be out of sight.

Qi Fu with three brothers to worship first, Liu with two daughter-in-law after worship, respectfully.

Fang did not need to make a big gift because she was still pregnant, but Ye Jiao followed Liu regularly, kneeling, kowtowing, and incense, learning everything carefully.

Not only out of respect, but more importantly out of awe.

Even if the little ginseng went to the temple to look at the tall Buddha, she was not afraid even if she had a golden body.

Because she used to be a leprechaun, now she is human, she is always alive, and she is not afraid of this kind of mud.

Although he also made a wish, the little ginseng was only regarded as a ceremony and did not pay attention to it.

But it was different in the ancestral hall. Qi Yun told her that the tablets above were all outdated ancestors of the Qi family and used to be alive. Ye Jiao just looked at it and bowed her head unconsciously.

For little ginseng, it has probably become a habit to be in awe of life, and it is naturally respectful.

When the worship was over, the people left in the carriage again, and it was already evening when they got home.

After dinner, Fang felt tired, and Qi Zhao carefully helped Fang back. The stone also protected Fang and opened the way for her, which made Fang's face smile never relaxed.

Ye Jiao's three dolls are young and sleepy when they go back and forth so bumpy during the day. They sleep together after dinner.

This also gives the young couple a chance to talk.

The charcoal fire in the room was hot. Qi Yun sat on the soft couch, while Ye Jiao lay down on her back, pillowing Qi Yun's legs and staring at Qi Yun.

The man gently presses the woman's forehead with his slender fingertips, presses the acupoint slightly on the belly of his fingers, and asks softly, "is it heavy?"

Ye Jiao snorted, and when she heard the sound, she knew it was comfortable: "it's not heavy, it's just right."

Qi Yun pressed it for her and said, "you've been working hard for this period of time. You should feel better after the New year."

Ye Jiao looked at him and murmured, "not yet. After the new year, I have to relocate my wife, hand out monthly money, and what we want to buy when we go to Beijing. Oh, by the way, I also asked Chunlan to specially grab some herbs to nourish kidney qi from the drugstore."

"ahem." Qi Yun coughed softly, stopped the conversation, and then said, "have a good rest today, and it's not too late to do something tomorrow."

Ye Jiao obediently closed her eyes and soon fell asleep.

She didn't wake up until there was the sound of firecrackers outside.

Already wrapped in fur clothes, Qi Yun was holding her, lighting a candle and reading a book.

Seeing Ye Jiao wake up, Qi Yun leaned over and gently kissed the corner of her mouth: "go out and have a look?" There will be fireworks later, and Kongming lanterns have been prepared. let's set them off together. "

Ye Jiao has been particularly interested in this little thing that can fly into the sky with paper and candles since she first put Kongming Lantern.

She nodded immediately, then wrapped up her cloak and picked up the hand stove, and Qi Yun wrapped her neck tightly with a woolly collar, so she put on her fur clothes, picked up her warm sleeves and went out with Ye Jiao.

Soon after, fireworks will bloom.

This is not the first time Ye Jiao has seen fireworks. don't think it will be the last time. It's just that every time see it, feel very beautiful.

As a matter of fact, Little Ginseng has forgotten why he was so attached to being a person in the first place. He may feel that he is freer, or he may think that even a little fox can become a human being. If he can't, he will inevitably be a little lonely.

Now, after discovering the benefits of being a human being, Little Ginseng is very grateful for the days when he was buried in the soil.

She cherishes and even greedily likes everything now.

Like Xianggong, like children, and even like the beauty of fireworks.

No wonder the little fox said that being a person for a hundred years was happier than being a leprechaun for a thousand years, and it was really excellent, so she wouldn't change anything with the villain.

Seeing Ye Jiao in a daze at the fireworks, Qi Yun was afraid that it would be easy for her to stand cold, so he took out the prepared Kongming lantern.

It has already written auspicious words early, with beautiful pictures, two adults and three children, looking particularly lovely.

Ye Jiao and Qi Yun let Kongming Lantern fly and watched it wobble into the sky. Ye Jiao said softly, "it's really beautiful."

Qi Yun stood beside her and asked with a smile, "what kind of beauty?"

Ye Jiao looked at him. As she spoke, there was a white fog in her mouth: "everything is beautiful," and then she laughed again. "if it were a day like this every day, I wouldn't change it if I was asked to be a fairy."

But this remark moved Qi Yun's heart.

He is much better now. He is no longer always cold and sick, and he is much better than he used to be.

It's just that sometimes Qi Erlang is still very afraid that he will suddenly get sick again and again, and he is more and more afraid.

Because, he is reluctant to give up more and more people.

Reluctant to give up Ye Jiao, Xubao, Ningbao Ruyi.

In the past, when I was alone, I was afraid that I was sorry to my parents, but I thought that if I died, I would still have my eldest brother and third younger brother, and my parents would not have no place to stay, so they counted the days and waited for death every day.

But now, he cares so much that he doesn't think about that day anymore.

After hearing Ye Jiao's words, Qi Yun could not help asking, "Niang Niang, everyone wants thousands of years, don't you?"

Smelling the speech, the little ginseng blinked and replied firmly: "No."

Qi Yun knew that Ye Jiao never lied, so he wanted to know why: "Why?"

Ye Jiao looked at him and thought, that's because she has had two millennia.

But those days look long, but boring, she has lived enough, eating dirt is uncomfortable, the key is too boring, boredom and loneliness is torture.

It's just that the little ginseng at that time didn't feel that kind of empty feeling was called loneliness. Now she has a husband, a baby, and family and friends. The previous millennium was really cold, and she didn't want to let her go back to die.

Even if she has been a person for only a hundred years, she is willing.

The little ginseng suddenly understood why the little fox was chasing the scholar.

Maybe it's too cold and excruciating, so want to find someone to warm me up.

It's just that Ye Jiao is simple, and she is not a lotus flower. She never talks about coaxing love words. She just relies on Qi Yun, thinking that she had heard a poem from Little Fox before. She recalled, "it's good for how long it takes to have a husband. It's okay not to be an immortal. You can be a fish and a bird." What do you say? "

Qi Yun understood what she meant and added softly, "if you want to be a mandarin duck, you don't envy immortals."

Ye Jiao smiled and nodded, stood on tiptoe and kissed him: "Xianggong is really smart."

Qi Yun did not speak, but hugged Ye Jiao tightly.

His heart is beating a little fast. He has to slow down.

After a while, when the fireworks in the sky gradually died down, Ye Jiao suddenly asked, "Xianggong, is it a fish?"

Qi Yun's chin was on her neck, smelling the speech and nodding: "mm-hmm."

Ye Jiao looked at him with some curiosity: "is it delicious?"

Qi Yun was stupefied for a moment, then bent the corners of his mouth and said, "delicious, Niao Niang wants to eat?"

The little ginseng nodded.

The next day, the cooked flounder was sent to Ye Jiao's table, so that Ye Jiao found the happiness of being a person again.

To be a flounder, it's better to be a human being. This fish is delicious.