Urban drama: Me! I collide with Bei Weiwei at the very beginning.

Lunar New Year's Eve.

Inside the villa.

Zhao Erxi is making dumplings.

"Mr. Zhen, we have pure meat filling, as well as cabbage and seafood fillings. Which one do you prefer? I'll make more."

Zhen Shaoxiang looked over.

"Your cooking skills are pretty good."

"Uh, these are basic operations for me at home."

"Oh, I see. Where is Aunt Lan?"

“Your dad, oh, Old Zhen let her go home for the New Year,” Zhao Erxi said.

Zhen Shaoxiang then remembered.

In previous years, Aunt Lan, the nanny, would go home on the 30th of the Lunar New Year.

Of course.

The food prepared over these 27 days was quite varied and delicious.

As for the dumplings, that was purely Zhao Erxi's deliberate choice.

In her words, how can we celebrate the New Year without dumplings?

Maybe the festive atmosphere is stronger where she's from.

After all, in a place like Beijing, there are countless shops that are still open at 30 years old.

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Zhao Erxi placed a steaming bowl of wontons in front of Zhen Hong.

"Mr. Zhen, these are yours, pure meat dumplings."

Followed.

He brought another bowl to Zhen Shaoxiang.

"Mr. Zhen, this is your Three Delicacies."

"Hehehe." Zhen Hong chuckled. "Young lady, don't be so polite at home. Just call me Uncle, or Shao Xiang, Shao Xiang."

“Then I will respectfully accept your offer, Uncle,” Zhao Erxi said.

Zhen Hong was taken aback.

He then laughed.

"Everyone Shaoxiang has worked with, whether in the company or in private, loves to say 'I would rather obey than be respectful.' They've all been assimilated."

"Hehehe." Zhao Erxi laughed happily.

"Hmm, this tastes pretty good." Zhen Shaoxiang took a bite of the dumpling.

"Of course, if I couldn't offer something decent, I wouldn't dare ask to eat dumplings," Zhao Erxi said without any modesty.

"Row."

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"By the way, Dad, why haven't you thought about finding another woman?" Zhen Shaoxiang asked.

"Oh my." Zhen Hong was extremely pleased. "You even know how to care about your old man now, haha."

There was a pause.

He adjusted his glasses.

How do you know Dad doesn't have other women?

"Hahaha." Zhao Erxi laughed immediately.

I don't know if she was trying to bring joy or if she just has a very low threshold for laughter.

but.

Upon hearing this, Zhen Shaoxiang smiled.

"I'm relieved to hear that."

"what time is it now."

Zhen Hong glanced at the time.

"I was planning to go play mahjong with her at seven o'clock tonight."

"Row."

That's really fun.

that's it.

The three of them celebrated the New Year together.

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After Zhen Hong left.

Zhao Erxi was clearing away the dishes, washing them in the kitchen, doing the final tidying up.

High mountains and flowing water.

Different mountains, different waters.

It has a unique flavor.

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Zhen Shaoxiang also had many feelings.

The Spring Festival is the most leisurely time of the year.

It's rare to have a few days of peace and quiet.

But sometimes, the New Year is only fun when there are lots of people around.

However, he had no interest in socializing and directly rejected Liu Zheng's invitation.

Although most people prefer men to hang out with men, he just prefers to hang out with women.

Qiao Yingzi, on the other hand, got anxious immediately after having her New Year's Eve dinner at home.

But her mother absolutely refused to let her go out.

But she was in a huge hurry.

She called Zhen Shaoxiang and said she missed him so much she wanted to cry.

She can only go out to play if he comes to pick her up.

She's really stubborn.

However, Zhen Shaoxiang was still quite surprised that Song Qian trusted him so much.

Tong Nian, for example, is much more sensible.

Despite her strong desire to see Zhen Shaoxiang, she was not allowed to go out at night.

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Zhen Shaoxiang was also there to pick up Qiao Yingzi.

I also ran into Huang Zhitao at her house.

Song Qian's old face seemed to have some interest in Zhen Shaoxiang; she just liked him.

"Sit down and have a cup of tea."

"How about we just play at home?"

"I'll invite my sister Tong Wenjie and her husband, let's play mahjong together."

They desperately wanted to keep him.

Hey.

Fighting you guys is less worthwhile than fighting Liu Zheng.

Seeing that she couldn't keep Yingzi, Song Qian gave her a few quick instructions and then had no choice but to let Yingzi go.

After all, they drove half an hour to pick me up.

After coming out.