"Quickly, quickly, put up those Spring Festival couplets."

Feng Yuan rarely displayed the aura of a head of the family, holding a red Spring Festival couplet in his hand, exuding an air of commanding thousands of troops.

"Ningbao, come and stick it on! Ningbao, come and stick it on!"

Ningbao was particularly enthusiastic, after all, she thought it was extremely fun.

The child skipped over and brought over a small stool, then used his hands to support himself as he struggled to climb up.

Isn't it difficult? Ningbao is wearing a thick, festive red jacket, and looks like a round, chubby dumpling, unable to bend her legs at all.

Okay~

Ningbao patted the Spring Festival couplets she had pasted up with her little hands, jumped off the stool, looked at them from left to right, and thought she had pasted them up very well no matter how she looked at them.

"You two, why are you taking so long to put up the Spring Festival couplets?"

Mumu walked out of the kitchen with a smile, carrying a pot of braised fish. After all, it's the New Year; how can it be without fish? It symbolizes abundance year after year.

"Because my older sister won't help."

Ningbao wobbled over like a ball and hugged Mumu's leg tightly.

"Who said that? You're the one who wants to play."

Feng Yuan smiled and pinched Ning Bao's chubby cheeks:

"I had to carry you upstairs to put up that top horizontal scroll."

"Alright, alright, stop fooling around, hurry up and call everyone to come eat."

"oh!"

Ningbao nodded and started running towards the other rooms with her short legs.

"There's no need to call them like that. When it comes to meals, you can just call out and they'll all come."

Feng Yuan coughed twice, clearing his throat:

"Time to eat! If you don't come soon, it'll all be gone!"

Before Ningbao even reached the door, all the other kids rushed out and passed by her like the wind.

"Dinner's ready, dinner's ready."

"Leave some for me."

"It smells so good, thank you for your hard work, Mumu."

"Why are you running so fast? Wait for me!"

……

Ning Bao: Σ(っ°Д°;)っ

"Leave some for Ningbao!"

Mumu really cooked a huge feast, and each dish was served in a large bowl. She'd been busy since morning! But her family was full of gluttons; once the food was on the table, they were like starving ghosts reincarnated, and each bowl of food was gone in a second.

Mumu had just picked up her chopsticks when the dish was empty.

"Mumu, you eat."

Feng Yuan placed two pieces of braised pork into Mu Mu's bowl, a smug smile on her face. Look at her speed; she snatched the meat incredibly fast.

"Mumu, you eat."

Ningbao also put two large shrimp into Mumu's bowl.

"That's right, Mumu, you've worked hard, eat more."

If Ningbao is Mumu's die-hard fan, then Taotao is Mumu's loyal fan. Right now, she didn't hesitate to put the big chicken leg that she had finally managed to snatch into Mumu's bowl.

"You guys eat it yourselves, I..."

"Oh, Mumu, why are you being so polite? Mumu has the smallest appetite in our family, and she has no experience in fighting for food. Look at you, how can you possibly get full from such a small bowl of rice?"

Before Mumu could even finish her refusal, Wenya interrupted her abruptly. And then, another spoonful of egg was piled into her bowl.

Looking at her ever-growing pile of rice bowls, Mumu paused for a moment. What she really wanted to say was, didn't everyone save some for her before eating? She didn't need to fight for it.

This is an unspoken rule in Ningbao's family. Because Mumu is an exceptionally good cook, and of course, only Mumu knows how to cook, so it's always Mumu who does the cooking.

But the family is full of gluttons, and before Mumu's last dish can even be served, all the other dishes have already been devoured. So usually, before dinner, everyone sets aside a portion for Mumu.

Although that's what she thought, it was all thanks to everyone's good intentions, so Mumu smiled and lowered her head to eat. Luckily, she was a snake, so eating much more than her normal amount wasn't a big problem; otherwise, she would probably be taking digestive pills by now.

As for the dishes that Mumu had reserved for her in the kitchen, of course, she brought them out and distributed them to everyone. But "distributed" really only meant a few bites, because Mumu's appetite is really small; there was only a tiny amount in total.

After dinner, the family squatted on the sofa to watch the Spring Festival Gala.

"Can you still eat?"

A flawless version after careful inspection!

Mumu brought out a large bowl of wontons from the kitchen.

"I can eat, I can eat, how could I not eat?"

Feng Yuan hurriedly pushed the fruits and snacks on the coffee table to the side to make room for this large bowl of wontons.

"That's right."

Ningbao had already grabbed one with her little hands and stuffed it into her mouth with lightning speed.

Tao Tao and Wen Ya were more refined. They took the chopsticks from Mu Mu's hand, picked up a piece, and put it in their mouths.

Just kidding. With their magnanimous and unrestrained minds, how could they not eat a few wontons?

The older ones could still eat, but the younger ones couldn't. Ah Yin huddled in the corner of the sofa, struggling to get up, but his round little belly prevented him from moving.

Needless to say, Mengmeng and Dudu almost rolled off the sofa.

Number One and Little Orange exchanged a glance, then silently pulled out a box of digestive tablets. "There should be more later, right?"

Feng Yuan didn't care what these little cubs thought, and kept stuffing them into her mouth one after another. As a phoenix, if she really ate to her heart's content, she could easily finish a hundred bowls of wontons, let alone this small bowl.

"By the way, would you like to take a family photo?"

Halfway through the meal, Feng Yuan suddenly remembered the high-end camera she had recently bought. Although she honestly couldn't see what was so high-end about it—it was nowhere near as good as the magical artifacts Mu Mu had crafted—since she had already bought it, it would be a waste not to use it even once.

"Ningbao wants to film! Ningbao wants to film!"

Children are always full of interest in new and interesting things. At this moment, Ningbao raised her little hand high and even held up one finger:

"Ningbao has to be the first to take a picture, the very first one!"

"Okay, I'll go get it. Ningbao, strike a good pose."

When Feng Yuan returned with the camera, he saw Ning Bao with her hands covering her head. Well, saying she was covering her head with her hands wasn't quite accurate, since Ning Bao's hands weren't even touching the top of her head.

"Ningbao, what are you doing? Get in a good pose, I'm about to start filming."

As Feng Yuan spoke, he adjusted the camera and angle.

"Ningbao has already arranged it. Ningbao saw it on Wenya's phone before; it's called making a heart shape."

Ningbao stretched out her arms again, her two chubby little hands stubbornly hooked together, indicating that she was making a heart shape with her hands, not putting her hands behind her head.

With a soft "pfft," someone burst out laughing. Mu Mu covered her mouth and chuckled, while Wen Ya laughed heartily without any restraint. As for the little ones, whose bellies were so round from eating that they could barely crawl, they were already rolling under the sofa laughing.

Little Ningbao, still stubbornly making a heart shape with her hands: ? ? ?

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