It was thirty the next day. An Ran and Sister Chen were both quick at work and quickly put away a large table of meals.
After breakfast, Ding Changhe took Xiao Shitou out.
An Ran guessed that he must have gone to see the old man.
Last night, Ding Changhe told An Ran, and Xiao Shitou didn't leave until the sixth day of the lunar month. Although she was reluctant to leave, An Ran still understood the importance and decided to return to the village on the sixth day of the lunar month.
After the father and son left, An Ran and Sister Chen chatted in the main room. Of course, the person who talked the most was Xiao Shitou. ?.?????.ℂ??
Because there is nothing to do here, and I didn’t bring any needlework when I came out, so I couldn’t even think of sewing for a while. I don’t know anyone outside, so why not chat in the house.
"Grandma, usually the Chinese New Year fish is served whole, does it have a head and a tail?"
An Ran thought for a while, "But the uncle and Xiao Shitou both like to eat fish fillets. It doesn't matter how much they are, as long as they like to eat. In these few days, I have to let my son eat well."
Sister Chen said: "Okay, I'll marinate it in a while. I'd better go to the kitchen and prepare the meat filling first to save a mess."
There is nothing else to do here, and there are a lot of ingredients prepared. The two of them have been cooking in different ways these past two days.
The New Year's Eve dinner was naturally very sumptuous, and An Ran didn't let Sister Chen go down. Xiao Shitou also pulled me and said, "Aunt Chen, just sit here and eat."
Sister Chen was a little embarrassed, "This is against the rules." After speaking, she looked at An Ran.
An Ran knew that Sister Chen was uncomfortable here, so she said, "Little Shitou, give you Aunt Chen some more vegetables."
After Sister Chen returned to the house, Xiao Shitou picked up the wine bottle and poured a glass of wine for An Ran and Ding Changhe.
"Father, mother, my son respects you."
Ding Changhe smiled, picked up the wine glass, signaled to An Ran, and then drank.
An Ran took a sip, it was not too strong.
An Ran placed the cooked fish fillets in front of the father and son, "Eat this while it's hot. It loses its flavor when it's cold."
The father and son took off their chopsticks at the same time, but Xiao Shitou first gave his mother a chopstick and then ate it himself.
An Ran was happy today and drank a few glasses of wine. After the meal, she felt a little dizzy.
Xiao Shitun said beside his mother: "Mom, if you feel uncomfortable, go back to the house and sleep."
An Ran smiled and said: "I have to keep vigil at thirty, so how can I go to bed so early. It's okay, just take it slow. You've had several drinks. Do you feel uncomfortable?"
Xiao Shitou felt it and said, "It's okay, it's pretty good."
Ding Changhe said: "With such a small cup, it is not enough to drink such a small amount of wine. It is inevitable for men to go out to socialize. There is no business in drinking at all."
Xiao Shitou nodded and said: "I have seen people like this. From time to time they take out the wine bag and take a few sips, but they never get drunk."
An Ran listened to them in a daze.
Xiao Shitou came over, sat next to An Ran, and said, "Mom, you said you're leaving on the sixth day of the lunar month, so I'll see you off first."
Just when An Ran was about to nod, Ding Changhe said, "I'll take your mother back, and you'll follow Jiang Li early in the morning."
Xiao Shitou didn't want to see his father always with his mother, especially at night, when he saw his father helping his mother to the bedroom, he couldn't help it.
"Dad, sleep with me. If you tell me more about your past wars, I'd love to hear it."
Ding Changhe turned his head and glanced at Xiao Shitou. He didn't understand what this kid meant, "Go back to bed, or you'll leave tomorrow."
After watching the door close, Xiao Shitou returned to the house angrily.
An Ran lay on the bed and pushed away Ding Changhe, who was leaning over, "You're celebrating the New Year, why are you so mean to my child?"
"There are no rules. He is so old, and he still spends all day with you, a naughty boy." Ding Changhe hugged his mother from time to time, and couldn't stand it.
After saying that, he lifted the quilt and hugged An Ran, "Don't miss your son, I am by your side now."
After saying that, he kissed An Ran on the lips. He looked up and saw that An Ran's cheeks were slightly red. Without giving her time to react, his lips were buried in her neck and sucked.
An Ran was tickled by him, and her chest hurt from his pinching. She pushed his shoulders hard, trying to get him to stop.
"Get up, I'm dizzy..." Before she could finish her words, Ding Changhe's lips were blocked, and An Ran only whimpered twice.
Ding Changhe's hand stroked it gently.
An Ran felt uncomfortable and wanted to make a sound, but Ding Changhe kissed him tightly and only made one or two sounds, which stimulated Ding Changhe even more.
Just listen to his breathing gradually speeding up.
An Ran was gagged and felt dizzy. Ding Changhe fixed An Ran under his body so that she could not move.
An Ran had been drinking and felt a little dizzy. He really didn't have the energy to argue with Ding Changhe, so he had to let him do whatever he wanted.
After it was over, Ding Changhe hugged An Ran with satisfaction and asked in a low voice: "Does it still hurt this time?"
An Ran nodded, "A little."
Ding Changhe felt that he was already gentle enough, so why would An Ran not adapt to it?
Being held by Ding Changhe felt very warm. An Ran pushed Ding Changhe away and got up to clean herself.
When I was getting a change of underwear, I thought about it and took out another bag.
An Ran went to the kitchen and poured a cup of hot water and took two pills from her purse.
Shopkeeper Liu of the drugstore said that just one pill would be enough, but An Ran wanted to
