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Chapter 40 New Year's Anecdote Seven

Ling Xiaoxiao seldom had the opportunity to play poker after she went to college in her previous life. Later, she got her own computer and mobile phone. The beating was so bad that Sun Miao, who was sitting opposite her, was so depressed that she wanted to eat her.

Ye Ling's hands are very good these days, he can always draw big cards and even cards, and he can always be the first to show up in a hand, and then he just sits there eating melon seeds and looking at the other three with a smile, which is very beautiful.

Looking at Sun Miao's flaming eyes, Ling Xiaoxiao felt a little embarrassed, so she could only giggle at her silly, played a few times, and she basically remembered how to play, but the cards were still not strong, and a small hand of cards was useless. It didn't matter, she could only watch Ye Ling and the old lady play their cards one after another, but when everyone hit ten, she and Sun Miao still stayed where they were.

"I said Yaya, have you been foolish in reading books for the past six months? Why are you so bad at playing cards?" Sun Miao couldn't help but muttered and complained.

Ling Xiaoxiao looked helplessly at the bad cards in her hand: "Sister, it's not that I'm bad at playing, it's that my cards are too bad. I can't catch any good cards. I don't care if I want to. If I can catch I can play a good card like Xiao Lingzi, too."

Sun Miao thought about it and it was the same thing, but she was still a little unwilling, so this night, Ling Xiaoxiao and Sun Miao lost three rounds in a row. When it was eleven o'clock when they were about to make dumplings, Sun Miao had already complained I lost all my strength, so I just looked at the smug Ye Ling gloomily, and then weakly put down the non-threatening words: "Stinky girl, when you play again tomorrow, you will definitely lose and cry."

Ye Ling giggled, poking her eyes to make a face, and Sun Miao couldn't help but give her a supercilious look.

The dumpling stuffing has already been prepared, and the noodles have already woken up. They just need to roll out the skin and make the dumplings. Dad Ling and the others will not play mahjong for the time being. They all wash their hands and come over to make the dumplings together. The rolling pin was brought over, so Dad Ling and the little uncle, who are very strong, each shared a panel to roll the dough, and Mom Ling and the others gathered around and started making dumplings.

Ling Xiaoxiao learned how to make dumplings from Ling Ma in her previous life, so standing next to Ling Ma, she made them in a decent way, causing Ling Ma to keep looking at her: "Da Baoer, when did you learn how to make dumplings? It's kind of like that."

Ling Xiaoxiao pursed her lips and smiled: "I usually learned how to make dumplings with you and my dad after watching too much. It's not too difficult."

Ling Ma thought for a while, and it seemed that it was not too difficult, and seeing that Sun Miao's bag on the other side was also very good, she didn't doubt anything, and she took the aunt beside her to chat affectionately.

Dumplings were made very quickly when there were so many people, and it took only half an hour to fill up a pot full of dumpling fillings. The Spring Festival Gala on TV was also reaching its climax at this time, and there was laughter inside and outside the TV.

When the steaming dumplings came out, the door was just pushed open, and Sun Shidong stepped on the snow and walked in. Ye Ling saw the snowflakes on his body, and shouted in surprise: "Ah, it's snowing outside, we're just playing cards, I don't even know."

As she said, she was going to take Ling Xiaoxiao's hand to go out to play, Ling Xiaoxiao hurriedly held her back, she would easily get sick if she went out without even a coat on, besides, firecrackers and fireworks should be set off before eating dumplings on New Year's Eve, even if it doesn't snow, She also wants to go out to join in the fun with Ling's father.

Helping Ye Ling get dressed, she took Papa Ling's hand and went to the yard together. The firecrackers and fireworks bought years ago were placed in the small compartment next to the gate. Papa Ling went to pick up a firecracker with [-] rings. Wrapped it up with a wooden stick, and was about to go over to light it with a cigarette in hand, Ling Xiaoxiao quickly grabbed her father.

"Dad, let me order. I've grown so big that I never let it go." Ling Xiaoxiao was timid in her previous life. She always hid in the house when setting off firecrackers during the Chinese New Year. She usually saw children playing with small fireworks when she went out. Dodge too.Thinking back now, her life in the past was really dull, and she never did anything bold.

Dad Ling turned around in surprise after hearing her words: "Da Baoer, aren't you most afraid of setting off these things? Why do you suddenly want to set off firecrackers? This is still a bit dangerous. Dad bought you hand-cranked flowers. Wait a minute and play with that one." OK?"

"No," Ling Xiaoxiao pulled Dad Ling's skirt coquettishly: "I'm going to put this, you see the lead wire is so long, if I light it up and run back, I'm sure it'll be fine."

Father Ling looked at the firecrackers wrapped around the wooden stick and at the anticipation in his daughter's eyes, and ruthlessly stuffed the cigarette in Ling Xiaoxiao's hand: "Then you have to be careful, if you don't dare, just follow me!" Dad said, Dad doesn't laugh at you."

Ling Xiaoxiao nodded happily, and walked forward with a cigarette. Although her subjective intention was good, even if she was reborn, she was actually very timid. . . .

Before reaching the wire, Ling Xiaoxiao found that her hands were trembling a little. She looked back at Father Ling, and thought that she had missed countless opportunities in her previous life because of her cowardice. directly before ignition.

There was a loud crackling noise behind her, and Father Ling's silly grinning face in front of her eyes. At this moment, Ling Xiaoxiao suddenly felt that many of her obsessions in her previous life had been put down by this loud noise, including her unwillingness to join a big company. Including not being able to ask for a male god. . . .

The snow fell more and more heavily, and the snow on the ground was almost up to the ankles. Ling Xiaoxiao took Ye Ling and Sun Miao to play with hand-cranked flowers for a while, and then put a group of ten fireworks and hurried back to the house.

Mama Ling had already brought out all the cooked dumplings, and some leftover cooked food and cold dishes from dinner were also placed on the table for the men to continue making appetizers.

When making dumplings, the old lady wrapped three brand new fifty-cent coins in the dumplings, which meant that those who ate them would get a good fortune in the new year, so when the dumplings were served, there was no need for Madam Ling to greet them. The table started to eat stuffed up.

Ye Ling took the chopsticks and pressed on the dumplings one by one, because she couldn't pierce them, so it was useless for her to press like this. Seeing her silly appearance, Ling Xiaoxiao couldn't help laughing, and subconsciously picked up a dumpling to watch. I didn't even look at it, so I threw it into my mouth. As a result, my big teeth were about to fall out after biting down. . .

"Little Lingzi," spat out the coin in her mouth, Ling Xiaoxiao looked at Ye Ling proudly, terrified: "Sister got the coin, all wishes will come true in the new year."

As soon as Ling Xiaoxiao's voice fell, Ling's mother spat out a coin on the other side, and the old lady looked at them with a wrinkled smile on her face: "Okay, okay, it's best if you eat them all, the new one It’s going to be a good year for sure.”

There was the last coin left, and Ye Ling anxiously stuffed it into her mouth one by one for fear of being eaten by others, while her aunt looked at her childish behavior and couldn't laugh or cry: "You child, what's the rush, don't worry, we won't argue with you. , you can definitely eat it."

As a result, as soon as my aunt put the dumplings in the bowl into her mouth, she was coughed. . . .

(End of this chapter)